"Hello, is Mr. Fang at home?" Fang Qi had just walked out in the morning when a car had already appeared in front of Fang's house.

"Xiao Fang has gone out, who are you?" Looking at this old man, Uncle Fang was full of curiosity. The old man seemed to be thin, but his whole body was full of an unspeakable aura, and the car behind him was also full of curiosity.

Extraordinary, it turned out to be an Audi Q7, and he was also a wealthy old man.

"I'm from Chengdu. I like collecting and have done some research on antiques. I heard Mr. Fang's name and came here to visit me today. Can I come in and sit there?" Hearing the old man's words, Uncle Fang couldn't help but frowned and said:

"What's your surname, Mr. Fang?" Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang couldn't help but be startled, but looking at Uncle Fang, he still couldn't help but say:

"The old man's surname is Fang, which is a noble character. The old man seems to be Mr. Fang's elder, didn't you know you are?" Uncle Fang is also dressed in an extraordinary way, but whether it is Fang Qi's name or his attitude towards him, Mr. Fang

Everyone saw how extraordinary Uncle Fang was.

"I am the housekeeper here. Everyone calls me Uncle Fang. If the old gentleman doesn't mind, just call me Lao Fang." Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang couldn't help but look at Uncle Fang in surprise and called him "Lao Fang."

"Old sir, please!" Looking at the old man, Uncle Fang's eyes flickered. He was basically sure that Mr. Fang was Fang Qi's elder. He is now the closest person to Fang Qi. Wang Xiaoya has told him that Fang Qi's family may be in Chengdu.

, and this old man, he could vaguely find Fang Qi’s shadow, so he didn’t turn him away.

Entering inside, Mr. Fang was suddenly surprised. Under the bright golden sunshine, thirty-five golden nanmu trees were like golden hoops made of gold, emitting a 'bright light'.

"Is this golden nanmu?" Hearing the old man's words, Uncle Fang couldn't help but look at Mr. Fang in surprise. He didn't expect that his eyes were so powerful. He could recognize this golden nanmu at a glance.

"The old man has good eyesight. Yes, this is golden nanmu, and it is the best golden nanmu." Even the old man was shocked by so many golden nanmu. This is golden nanmu, thirty-five golden nanmu.

Nanmu. And the golden golden nanmu, this thing is definitely old wood, and it is not something you can buy if you have money.

Because the important thing about these golden nanmu is not its value or preciousness, but its rarity. Even a large furniture company may not necessarily have such inventory of these golden nanmu.

"The young master collected this from an ancient temple. Master, please come here." Entering the villa, you will find golden nanmu coffee tables, furniture, mahogany sofas and wine racks, all of which are top-notch furnishings.

"What kind of tea, old man?" Hearing Uncle Fang's words, the old man couldn't help but wake up from the luxurious decoration here.

"Whatever, Butler Fang, what do Mr. Fang's parents do?" After hearing what Mr. Fang said, Uncle Fang couldn't help but sigh:

"Xiao Fang was bereaved twice. When he was three years old, his biological parents left him, and he spent three years in an orphanage. When he was six years old, he was adopted by his current adoptive parents, but when he was ten years old,

His parents passed away in a car accident. At that time, Xiao Fang was dubbed the "Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil", and his relatives divided up all of his property.

Just hanging this house under Xiao Fang's door, there was really no way to induce Xiao Fang to transfer the house, and left it to him. Xiao Fang didn't have a penny at that time. In the past nine years, Xiao Fang didn't make a fortune until last year, and he worked part-time in the other eight years.

Or sell off your property and make a living."

Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang couldn't help but tremble. He didn't expect that Fang Qi's life was completely different from what he imagined. At the same time, there was a trace of anger in Mr. Fang's eyes, but he had no right to blame others, because he only

They are Fang Qi's real family members. None of them take any responsibility for Fang Qi, so how can he ask others to take responsibility for Fang Qi.

Moreover, Fang Qi's adoptive parents are still Fang Qi's family members. After raising Fang Qi for so many years, Fang Qi's kindness is still certain.

"Mr. Fang collects everyone. How could his childhood life be so miserable? And if Mr. Fang had no one to teach him, how could he have achieved what he is today?" Hearing Mr. Fang's question, Uncle Fang glanced at Mr. Fang and couldn't help but explain:

"Back then, my master, Xiao Fang's adoptive parents, were also collectors, and they also left behind many antiques and rough stones. Xiao Fang did not sell these things, but often accompanied them. At first, Xiao Fang did not

Such a talent was not revealed until he learned these things from Mr. Li last year. Mr. Fang, have some tea."

"Good teapot, good tea. Butler Fang, where are the former members of the Fang family?" After hearing what Mr. Fang said, Uncle Fang couldn't help but sigh.

"When the master died, the Fang Group quickly became unable to make ends meet in their hands. After the company was resold, most of them went abroad. Last year, the master's father lived here for a while. They should have done well abroad. But the little one

Fang has forgiven them, and for the sake of the old master, although Xiao Fang will not interact with them, he will not deal with them either."

Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang couldn't help but be stunned, but he understood what Uncle Fang meant.

"Where is Mr. Fang's wife from?" Mr. Fang had already exceeded the scope of what ordinary people should ask, but Uncle Fang said:

"Xiaoya is from Jiangcheng, Yunnan. His grandfather is a famous miracle doctor in Yunnan, his father is also a department-level official, and his uncle is the director of a key hospital in Yunnan." Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang couldn't help but smile.

With a look of surprise on his face, Yunnan's miracle doctor surnamed Wang, of course he knew who he was.

"Butler Fang..." One day at noon, the old man kept asking about Fang Qi's situation. Uncle Fang always answered every question. When old man Fang knew that Wang Xiaoya was pregnant, old man Fang was excited.

"Are these the rough stones and raw materials he collected?" Looking at the things in Fang Qi's garage, Mr. Fang's eyes flashed with a glint. There was a huge Tie Longsheng, and a piece of glass Tie Longsheng that resembled an imperial green. In addition,

In addition, there were more than a dozen rough stones. Looking at the rough stones inside, the old man's eyes were filled with shock.

"These are all left by Xiao Fang. Last time he brought more than a dozen pieces of top-quality jadeite from Myanmar. This iron dragon raw material is relatively rare, and these are high-quality iron dragon raw materials, similar to imperial green.

So Xiao Fang kept them.

As for these rough stones, they are also collected by Xiao Fang. Ordinary rough stones will be left in the garage outside by Xiao Fang. The rough stones here are all top-quality rough stones. Each piece is based on the previous standards. Unless bad luck strikes, the solution will be at least high.

Ice species.

Normally, those who can enter here are the rough stones that can solve the glass species. And Xiao Fang usually doesn’t care about the rough stones outside, but no one can solve the rough stones here without Xiao Fang’s permission.”

Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang was suddenly shocked. The lowest price is high ice jade. Looking at these rough stones, you must know that the lowest price of high ice jade is tens of thousands of pieces of jewelry, and the most is even tens of millions of pieces of jewelry.

"Mr. Fang, Xiao Fang has not yet opened his heart. He lost his close relatives twice, which was a heavy blow to him. Moreover, Mr. Fang should also understand that what happened to the Fang family back then was not as simple as it seemed.

Xiao Fang is still very wary of Fang's family. And when Xiao Fang goes back, it is very likely that it will not be the harmony between his children and grandchildren that Mr. Fang imagined. The family will be in harmony with the moon, and it may be the glint of swords and the shadow of swords."

"I made Butler Fang laugh, so this time I came here just to see him. I don't want to force him to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan." Seeing that Uncle Fang saw through his identity, Mr. Fang was not surprised at all, otherwise Uncle Fang would

I wouldn't have said so much to him just now.

"If Mr. Fang has nothing to do, let's have a meal here at noon before leaving. Xiao Fang specially prepared a medicinal diet, which is a recipe adapted by Mr. Wang. It is of great benefit to the body. And the price is not very expensive, and the medicinal materials are also good.

They are all common medicinal materials and will be the flagship product of Xiaofang Hotel in the future." Hearing Uncle Fang's words, Mr. Fang suddenly showed a look of excitement. He did not expect that Fang Qi actually had such a formula.

"Steward Fang, I wonder if Xiaoqi will come at noon?" Although Mr. Fang had a glimmer of hope in his heart, Uncle Fang still shook his head and said:

"Xiao Fang won't eat at home at noon. Even Xiao Ya eats at the company. Master, please."

....

"Xiao Fang, this is your thing. The old guy didn't break his promise this time. And he also got you a certificate. The certificate on the Yuchang Sword, in addition to his name, also has the names of several ancient weapon experts from the museum. This

This time is proof of your fish intestine sword." Arriving at the National Exhibition Center, Fang Qiyou was originally an invited guest, but he was already able to become one of the organizers.

After Fang Qi saw Mr. Liu, he handed her a box with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Fang, this is your task today, three hundred invitations?" Looking at a lot of invitations, Fang Qi's hands suddenly trembled. These were all invitations written with calligraphy. He didn't know how to do anything.

Asking him to write calligraphy with a brush is just asking for abuse, and he can't afford to embarrass that person.

"Mr. Liu, are you kidding me? I don't know how to calligraphy. Aren't you making me look embarrassed?" Hearing Fang Qi's words, Xiao Mo, who was following Mr. Liu, couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, Xiao Fang, can't you learn some things? Take your time. This is an authentic painting of a face. Take a look at the copy above. Don't worry, it's okay. If we don't tell, no one will know that you wrote it, and no one will know.

People laugh at you. The requirements are not high, as long as your writing is average." Looking at the calligraphy scroll handed over by Mr. Liu, Fang Qi's eyes suddenly flashed red.

This is a thousand-character text. The regular script on it is written in seal script, transforming the thin and hard body into plump and powerful. The structure is broad and majestic, the bones are strong and majestic, and it is dignified and majestic. Even Fang Qi was shocked when he read it.

Of course, the most shocking thing is Yan Zhenqing’s authentic work.

I didn’t expect Mr. Liu to have such a precious authentic calligraphy handy.

Yan Zhenqing was a great calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, also known as Yan Lugong in the history of calligraphy. He was an upright man and a calligraphy innovator in the Tang Dynasty, setting a banner for calligraphy in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Yan Zhenqing studied under Zhang Xu, Cai Yong, Wang Xizhi, and Wang Xianzhi.

Chu Suiliang and others integrated and developed it to form a unique style.

Its regular script has a square and dense structure, light horizontal strokes and heavy vertical strokes, strong and round strokes, and a solemn and vigorous momentum. It is known as "Yan Ti". It can be seen from this thousand-character text, but looking at the piles of invitations

, it is impossible for him to write the artistic conception of Yan Ti.

But his hands are very flexible. You must know that he is a good hand with hidden weapons. When he robbed the Tianjing Museum, his darts were always on target. And this is not his best thing. His best hidden weapon is coins. So he held the brush

, the writing is not too ugly, it can barely be regarded as 'calligraphy'.

"Mr. Fang, do you want me to write these for you?" Xiao Mo looked at Fang Qi's terrible calligraphy and couldn't help but shook her head. She admired Fang Qi very much, at least Fang Qi was an unattainable big man in her heart.

, a monster who was less than twenty years old and stood at the pinnacle of the antique collecting world. But now she finally understood that Fang Qi was also a human being and he also had his own weaknesses.
Chapter completed!