On the bookshelf, there is a bronze octagonal palace lantern. The craftsmanship of this palace lantern is quite exquisite, the quality is intact, and the color is at least 80% new. Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, it is said that this kind of palace lantern has never been seen in bronze ware. An antique connoisseur once commented that if you want to evaluate the price of this bronze octagonal palace lantern, there are only four words - priceless.

Yes, this is a priceless treasure, and this thing was given to him by the doctor back then.

On the other side of the bookshelf, there is an Eight Immortals table. The table is made of old sandalwood and has been polished to a discernible finish over the years. The edge of the table is gold-wrapped, with a Ruyi jade pendant inlaid with mutton-fat white jade.

Feng Tang didn't know how much this table was worth, but he knew that a string of old sandalwood beads now cost several thousand yuan.

There is a pure gold gourd and gourd on the table. This gourd and gourd is the same size as a real gourd and surrounded by wisteria flowers. It is said that it was Cixi's favorite.

There is a picture hanging on the table of the Eight Immortals, which is the original work of Tang Bohu - a picture of a lady.

Of course, if it were just an ordinary picture of Tang Bohu's ladies, the doctor would probably not be interested in it. This picture of the maid is "Begonia Sleeping in Spring".

When Feng Tang saw such a picture, he was shocked. He originally thought that the "Begonia Sleeping in Spring Picture" in "A Dream of Red Mansions" was written by Master Cao, but he didn't expect that there really is a picture in this world.

Duoduo helped him hang this picture in the living room, saying that it could be displayed for a while, but few people came here, so it was just like showing it off.

Feng Tang was not worried at all. If this picture had been hung for a long time, it would be wetted by wind, water, or stained by insects. Anyway, this was just a picture. To him, it just looked better.

In fact, he doesn't like this kind of painting. He even thinks that this kind of thing is far less beautiful than Western realist oil paintings. As for paintings by Van Gogh, Picasso, etc., forget it, he doesn't like them either. He doesn't see anything.

OK.

Feng Tang didn't have a good impression of these things. He always felt that these things should stay quietly in a museum or an ancient tomb underground instead of being placed in his home. He felt depressed just looking at them.

He has a nice home, but it looks like an ancient tomb, with nothing modern in it.

The fat man also said that he wanted to make the crystal chandelier a retro one. He felt very cold just thinking about it. If he woke up in the middle of the night one day, would he wonder if he had slept in a coffin?

Once he had no doubt that the doctor would provide him with supplies, when his little yard was doing well, the doctor once intended to get an ancient Greek stone statue for him to decorate, but he refused...

"Xiao Tang!" The doctor shouted in frustration, "There is really no future in opening a clinic. Of course, if you want to open one, I can ask you."

"I also know that there is no future in opening a clinic..." Feng Tang shook his head and said, "I'm just so useless."

The doctor is really at his wits end. What does he want?

"Dad, you are so powerful, why did you turn me into a loser?" Feng Tang looked at the doctor and really didn't know what to say. He immediately stood up and walked back and forth in the room several times before he said, "Could it be that
Chapter completed!