"This should be worth a lot of money, right?" Xue An said casually after verifying the thoughts in his mind.

"This piece is made of blue and white porcelain. I took it back from a dealer. It cost me three to four million at the time. Now it's valued at hundreds of millions," Master Cheng said.

hiss!

Xue An took a breath, the vase in his hand just now was so expensive, his heart was trembling.

No wonder Guo Jun just reminded him to pay attention. If this really broke 100 million, he really couldn't afford to pay for it.

"So, he is not short of money, so you are welcome." Guo Jun said with a smile.

"Okay, there are no outsiders here to play an old game today." An inexplicable smile flashed in the corner of Master Cheng's eyes.

Xue An was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Teacher Cheng meant.

Master Cheng explained: "The school saved my life again today. If I gave you money, it would be vulgar, so I will play an ancient game."

Guo Jun seemed to understand instantly and nodded with a smile.

Now Xue An was even more curious. He didn't know what this so-called ancient game meant.

Looking at Xue An's puzzled expression, Master Cheng continued to explain: "Actually, it's very simple. Just pick any of the antiques here, and I'll check it out for you. If the antique you pick is less than 5 million,

I will calculate it for you based on 5 million. At that time, whether it is cash or an antique worth about 5 million, you can choose whatever you want. If it exceeds 5 million, no matter how much it is worth, the antique will be yours."

Xue An understood now that he could leave after picking one, but any one of them was a treasure. If placed in an ordinary family's home, it would definitely become a family heirloom. He quickly said: "Master Cheng, forget about this, I don't want to

I know a lot about antiques and stuff, so I can just take a look."

Master Cheng laughed loudly and said: "It's okay, little friend Xue, I haven't had anyone here for a long time. I'm happy today. Whichever one you choose, even if it's the most expensive one, old guy, I will never regret it or feel bad."

Master Cheng remembered that when his grandchildren were still young, they would often come to play with him. They would come to his home every year to celebrate the New Year. He would also prepare an exquisite antique and give it to them as a gift.

At that time, Master Cheng was the happiest when watching these little guys making trouble at home.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and Master Cheng really feels that he is getting old. Especially when he was ill in the past few years, the feeling of powerlessness made him feel very frustrated. Those who ran in front of him back then

The little guys who ran away have all grown up, have their own families, and have their own careers.

Thinking of this, Master Cheng felt a sense of loneliness as an old man, and the smile on his face faded a lot.

Guo Junyou walked in this room and said, "Master Cheng, you are sure to start from here. This room seems to have a lot of good things."

"It's your fault, you can just pick one."

Master Cheng smiled, stroking a white beard on his chin, and said: "No matter how many good things there are, I can only choose one. I can still afford to give you one."

"Haha, it seems that I still took advantage of Anzi today." Guo Jun smiled, obviously he also wanted to choose antiques from it. People of his generation seemed to be obsessed with antiques.

Now that everything has been said, Xue An will naturally not continue to be pretentious.

Just start choosing.

Antiques are too profound, and Xue An only knows a little bit about them.

I looked at everything in this room. Generally speaking, porcelain and bronze are the most valuable, followed by calligraphy and painting. Of course, this is not absolute. It mainly depends on the quality of the things, such as Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and Wu Daozi's.

The paintings are top-notch national treasures.

Xue An originally didn't want to take anything in vain, he just wanted to see the air mass inside the antique. After all, the air flow can be absorbed by himself and can be merged into the warm current in his body.

He opened his mouth and asked Master Cheng: "Master Cheng, can I get started with this thing?"

Master Cheng was holding the teapot and was stunned for a moment. He looked at Xue An carefully and nodded: "Of course, just be careful."

Only then did Xue An begin to select. He concentrated on it and reached out to touch a mahogany coffee table next to him. He immediately saw a ball of yellow air similar to the one inside the blue and white porcelain.

This air mass instantly flowed into his body.

It's a little bigger than the vase I saw just now. If I touch the air mass contained in the painting on the wall, it's much smaller.

In order to verify his thoughts, Xue An curiously asked Master Cheng: "Master Cheng, is this set of coffee tables older than this painting?"

Master Cheng nodded and said: "This gap is indeed 200 years ago. This painting was created decades ago."

Xue An nodded.

It has almost verified my conjecture. The size of the air mass inside the thing I touched is probably related to the age of the antique. The longer the time, the larger the air mass inside, and vice versa.

The smaller it is, or even none.

For example, the set of valuable purple clay teapots they just drank from had no air masses inside. It was a modern handicraft.

In this way, Xue An understood. It was easy to choose the most valuable one. Touch each one and the one with the largest air mass inside would be the one.???

Master Cheng watched Xue An touch everything he could see, including paintings on the wall, tables, chairs, bronzes, jade plaques, and even flower pots...

Looking at his actions, Master Cheng looked a little confused, wondering what this little guy was doing?

"Anzi, do you want to try which one is the heaviest?" Guo Jun shook his head and said amusedly.

Master Cheng chuckled, remembering what he said about the vase he took before and said with a smile: "Xue Xiaoyou, do you want to bring an electronic scale?"

Naturally, Xue An couldn't tell them why, so he immediately put down a bronze vessel in his hand and said, "It's true that this one is too light."

After Guo Jun heard this, he laughed.

Xue An mindlessly picked up a piece of porcelain and was instantly shocked by the dazzling yellow air inside.

This air mass exudes dazzling light.

The largest mahogany coffee table that Xue An had touched just now had an air mass inside it that was about the size of a ping pong ball, while the air mass inside the blue and white porcelain table worth hundreds of millions was not even as big as a ping pong ball.

I touched the others all over, some were as big as peanuts, some were as big as soybeans, and some were as big as fingernails.

Most of them are within this range, but who would have thought that the light group inside this porcelain would be so large.

Xue An looked over attentively. The air mass inside was at least the size of a fist.

Although he was the only one who could see it, he still felt extremely dazzling and almost instinctively closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!