The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

Chapter 27

When Fang Chuan heard that they had made one million, he couldn't help but sigh. He worked so hard to refine the medicine and only earned more than one million. This purple clay pot is worth a million.

"There are so many rich people in this world, I'm really poor!" Fang Chuan muttered in his heart, while walking in front of the purple clay pot, touching it, "Huh? Why is there no breath, is it not an antique at all?"

At this time, the bidding had reached a fever pitch, and only Boss Jin was left bidding with Li Yaozu.

"One hundred and eight hundred thousand!" Boss Jin sneered, "Boss Li, I heard that your family has a lot of wealth, but if you don't do business, you spend one point less!"

It turned out that because Li Yaozu helped Fang Chuan just now, he also had a slight dissatisfaction with Li Yaozu, so he made a mockery.

Li Yaozu smiled faintly: "Although I don't do business, the wealth that my ancestors has passed down, you can't earn two million in business for a lifetime."

"2.5 million!" Boss Jin was also angry. In fact, the price had already exceeded the price of the purple clay pot itself. He wanted face.

Li Yaozu is not the second generation ancestor, but at this time, he was also a little upset and was about to continue bidding.

"Brother Li." Fang Chuan pulled Li Yaozu's clothes, "This pot may not be an antique. If boss Jin likes it, let him lose it."

"What?" Li Yaozu looked at Fang Chuan in surprise, "Brother, are you serious?"

"Haha!" Boss Jin laughed, and looked at Fang Chuan disdainfully, "This kid who doesn't have the same hair knows a fart, Li Yaozu, this is your arrangement!"

"You--" Li Yaozu was a little angry, but because of Fang Chuan's words, he had an extra layer of consideration.

If this purple clay pot was an antique of the Tang Dynasty, he sighed for it and increased the price to get it. At most, it would be a few hundred thousand more, and he would not make any money in the future.

However, if this antique is a fake and a pure loss of millions, he still can't bear it.

He glanced at Fang Chuan again and asked, "Brother, are you sure?"

Fang Chuan nodded and smiled: "I'm sure, anyway, Brother Li, you are absolutely right to hear me, trust me."

"Okay." Li Yaozu nodded. Although he also thought that the purple clay pot was an antique of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Chuan was not a simple character, so he took a gamble.

He looked at Boss Jin and said, "Just as you said before, since you like imitations, 2.5 million, you can just take it."

"Huh!" Boss Jin snorted coldly, "If you don't have money, don't pretend to be uncle, Boss Li, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it!"

When everyone heard this, they felt that Boss Kim could have said too much. However, whoever allowed Boss Kim to gain momentum in recent years and make a fortune quickly would not be offensive, so everyone wouldn't say anything.

The dog-headed sergeant met and said a few words in Boss Jin’s ears, and then listened to Boss Jin’s words: "You don’t have to be convinced. After a while, I will ask Mr. Li to come over and let him take a look to see who we are. Right or wrong!"

"Old Li?"

"Lao Li is a great expert. He is very famous in the provincial capital. He is the first person in antiques in Chishui County. He will definitely have no problem."

When everyone heard what Boss Jin said, they immediately became interested and began to discuss.

After listening to Li Yaozu, his heart moved. He also hoped that Mr. Li would come over and take a look. He also wanted to know if Fang Chuan knew well about antiques.

He smiled and said, "In this case, it's not impossible. When Mr. Li is here, everything is clear."

This matter came to an end, Fang Chuan and Li Yaozu started shopping again. After a while, he was attracted by a special breath and quickly came to a corner.

Following this breath, he saw a round tuo, black and full of rust.

Some people have seen this black bump, but they didn't find anything unusual, so no one took action, it seemed to be rejected by everyone.

Fang Chuan saw it, and quickly reached out to touch it. This touch was suddenly surprised and happy.

This strong breath, with a hint of spiritual energy, and a hint of distant breath, seems to be longer than the bronze pot he bought before.

"Aura!" He raised his brows, "Is this a spiritual stone or a magic weapon! By the way, only magic weapons can look like this!"

"Why, Mr. Fang, are you interested in this antique?" At this time, boss Du came over and asked.

Fang Chuan nodded, and said, "Why does this antique have no name? How did it come from?"

Boss Du smiled: "This thing is also mysterious to say. It was a tomb of one of us who was found underground, and said it was a tomb before the Ming Dynasty."

"Yes, right, this thing is fine, Mr. Fang, you can buy it quickly, you can see that the price is only 10,000 yuan, buy it back as an ancestor's confession, and everything will go smoothly in the future." Boss Jin didn't know when he touched it. Come over with a mocking look.

His koo-headed sergeant had seen this round tuo tuo and knew that it was not a good thing, it was not worth a penny, but it was priced at ten thousand yuan, and they all found it funny.

Everyone knows that there are many ways in this industry. If you want to make money in this industry, one is reselling and the other is cheating.

Ten of them sell antiques, nine of them are liars, and one gold basin is no longer cheated. That's it.

Everyone also knows that Boss Du is in Keng Fangchuan, because the previous ‘five element bronze pot’ was almost a pit, Fang Chuan bought it, and he would probably buy it.

Although Fang Chuan was young, he was also a person with the memory of the Immortal Venerable. It is still difficult for ordinary people to lie to him, but he did discover the benefits of this thing.

He smiled: "Since it is from the ancient tomb, I will buy it back."

"Xiao Fang." Li Yaozu frowned when he saw it, "You can't take the things from the ancient tomb at home!"

"Boss Li." Boss Du was displeased, "I'm a business here, Boss Li has to be disciplined."

When Li Yaozu heard this, he looked at Boss Du and was about to speak.

"Brother Li, it's okay." Fang Chuan smiled slightly, "I've never been afraid of dirty things, I want them."

Because this thing is obviously a pit, and no one bids with him, Fang Chuan quickly paid the money and put the thing in his place.

After waiting for the transaction, the boss Jin came over again and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, you are well developed this time, and you picked up two kinds of treasures, amazing!"

Fang Chuan frowned. The surname Jin was indeed annoying, so it seemed that he had to give him some color.

He rubbed his hands and looked at Boss Jin: "You are talking, but you are mocking me for being a bully, did you spend money on imitations?"

"Oh, Mr. Fang is so smart, did you hear it?" Boss Jin sneered.

"In this case, let's bet on one round, no, two rounds." Fang Chuan said suddenly, his voice raised a bit and everyone heard it.

"What a gambling method?" Boss Jin was very interested.

"Just bet the two things I bought are not worth the price I gave." Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "It's worth the price, I win, it's not worth the price, you win!"

"Okay!" Boss Jin laughed, his face determined, "How much to bet?"

"One million in a round!" Fang Chuan smiled slightly, "The grandson is the one who relied on the bill!"

"I bet with you!" Boss Jin clapped his hands happily, "How can I not bet if someone gives me money?"

As they were talking, they heard someone shouting: "Lao Li is here!"