Practicing boxing and practicing martial arts is hard work, and what matters is perseverance. As the saying goes, boxing cannot leave the hands and music cannot leave the mouth, which means that practicing boxing must be focused and tireless. In martial arts movies, the protagonist accidentally gets a unique secret book, and practicing according to it may actually double his power.

existence, but that was a story hundreds of years ago. In today's world and environment, it is rare to be able to train a master like Sun Lutang and a master like Ip Man in martial arts. Thank God.

For the past month, Fang Feiyang has been practicing a set of hidden boxing techniques every morning and evening. The old man also hung up a sandbag in the yard and asked him to hit it at any time to strengthen his arm strength. Every time, he was so tired that his back and legs ached and his wrists trembled. He had to do this every day.

Take a shower twice, otherwise how can you go out to meet people when you are dripping with sweat.

After training with such a heavy load, Fang Feiyang did not envy the graceful and powerful figure of his ancestors when he was practicing boxing that he saw in the video last time. To reach such a state, there would be no more than twenty or thirty years of time and practice every day.

Practicing is just talking in his sleep. Moreover, Fang Feiyang also knows that his foundation is weak. By the time he becomes an unparalleled master, his beard will probably turn gray.

Compared with the body-building exercises that make him want to die, Fang Feiyang prefers the set of breathing and breathing techniques taught by his master. As long as he chooses an elegant place, sit in the cross-legged position, talk about the old and absorb the new, and meditate to refine the Qi. Anyway,

It's much easier than punching sandbags. Fang Feiyang has also been practicing this technique for a month. He doesn't feel that he has much internal strength, but he feels refreshed every time after finishing the exercise.

Today, due to Qiao Jianjun's invitation, he ended his Qi training early. Taking advantage of the heavy traffic on the road at noon, he rushed to Sichuan Xiang Temptation Restaurant.

"Hey, my Mr. Qiao, I'm already on my way... I didn't practice the peerless magic skills as required by the old man because of you. If my dream of being a hero was wasted because of you, you have to make it up to me...

"

While Fang Feiyang was driving on the road, he received a call from Qiao Jianjun, asking him where he was now. Fang Feiyang shuttled through the traffic in an orderly manner, not forgetting to joke with Qiao Jianjun.

"Okay, we'll be there after just one more intersection, ten minutes at most..."

It is a wise choice to come out early. During the rush hour of getting off work at noon every day, the roads in Sioux City's urban area are like tortoises queuing up one after another. Almost everyone in Sioux City knows that it is difficult to travel after work, but one day

At this time, there were still a number of people rushing to the streets.

Equally difficult was parking. Fang Feiyang walked around Sichuan Xiang Temptation and finally had to park his car in the supermarket's underground parking lot on the next street.

Looking at the time, I saw that my appointment with Qiao Jianjun was before 12:30, and it was already two minutes later. Fang Feiyang locked the car door and ran towards Sichuan Xiang Temptation Restaurant. Not to mention, after this month of daily practice, Fang Feiyang

After practicing martial arts, Fang Feiyang's physical fitness has improved significantly. It took him two minutes to trot over a distance of more than 500 meters. Except for a slight sweat on his forehead, his face was not red, his heart was racing, and he had no other discomfort.

Entered the restaurant and found the VIP room.

Fang Feiyang saw that besides Qiao Jianjun, there were two people in the private room. One of them was an old man, about sixty years old, with gray hair and beard. He was wearing a red lapel short-sleeve and looked very energetic. The other was an old man.

A middle-aged man of thirty-six or seven years old. He is tall and burly, and he is on the fat side. However, since he is nearly 1.8 meters tall, he does not look obese. This man is also energetic, has bright eyes, and looks quite handsome.

They are capable. Judging from the way they are dressed, they should be unusual, especially the middle-aged man in his thirties, who seems to be quite familiar with Qiao Jianjun.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm late, I kept you waiting for a long time." Fang Feiyang apologized as soon as he entered the door.

"Oh, brother Feiyang is here, come on, let me introduce you." Qiao Jianjun stood up and pulled Fang Feiyang over, pointed at the old man and said, "This is the boss of our Suzhou Antique Market Jibaoxuan, Wang Shubin, Mr. Wang.

He is an elder in our Sioux City antique industry. Jibaoxuan is a century-old store, and there are many rare treasures in it. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

The old man seemed dissatisfied with Qiao Jianjun's title. He snorted and said, "What are you doing, Mr. Wang? I only opened an antique shop. When it comes to bosses, no one can compare to you, Mr. Qiao. The jade business is everywhere."

If you pick any branch across the country, it will be better than my Jibaoxuan."

Fang Feiyang said hello quickly and went up to say hello to Boss Wang of Jibaoxuan. He was a little surprised in his heart and lamented that this antique circle is really small. The first time he picked up a missing item, the Ba Si Bawen seal was appraised in this antique shop.

Fang Feiyang still remembers that the person who appraised him was a fat man in his forties who liked to play Landlords with his computer. He didn’t know what his relationship was with Boss Wang.

Next, Qiao Jianjun introduced another middle-aged man to Fang Feiyang. It turned out that this man was the major shareholder of Dingsheng Auction House. His surname was Li and his name was Li Guorong. He was Qiao Jianjun's childhood friend, and the two grew up in a military compound.

Yes, I have been playing behind Qiao Jianjun since I was a kid, and I have a very deep relationship with him.

It turns out that this person is the big boss of Dingsheng Auction House. Needless to say, it must have been arranged by Brother Qiao to help his brother Zhang Guoshan transfer his job. Fang Feiyang was embarrassed to talk about it in the apartment in the morning, but he didn't expect that he had already

Take it to heart, after today's dinner, Zhang Guoshan doesn't need to accumulate any qualifications. Transferring to the marketing department is a certainty.

The four people sat down around a large round table, and Qiao Jianjun greeted the waiter to bring the food.

It was already close to one o'clock in the afternoon. These people were chatting while eating, and soon they talked about the porcelain vase that Qiao Jianjun liked.

"I said, Mr. Qiao, do you still want that gourd bottle? You asked me to keep it for you. The old man has kept it for you for two months. You are not the only one who likes this thing...

..”

The speaker was Wang Shubin from Jibaoxuan. The old man seemed to be resentful when he spoke. He pointed out the key to the problem straight to the point. His two gray eyebrows kept shaking as he spoke.

"Hey, Boss Wang, Shopkeeper Wang... This matter is indeed my fault. You also know that although I am in the jade business, I like to play with porcelain. I am a stupid person. I punched my eyes again and again.

Once, I have no confidence now."

Qiao Jianjun was not afraid of exposing his own shortcomings, and smiled happily when he talked about being deceived. Anyway, his embarrassing story is not shared by everyone in the antique world, at least all his close friends are well aware of it.

"Then what does it mean to ask the old man to bring the bottle here today? Would you like two of your friends to come and appreciate it?" Boss Wang of Jibaoxuan seemed unhappy and said word by word.

"Hey...Mr. Wang, don't be angry. I'm inviting you to dinner today just to settle things. I asked Brother Feiyang to help me with the gourd bottle you have. He was right. I, Qiao Jianjun, didn't say anything.

What do you think about writing a check on the spot?" Qiao Jianjun pointed at Fang Feiyang beside him.

"Just him?... Young man, how old are you this year? You can tell a lot." Boss Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Feiyang with disdain.

Fang Feiyang was very upset by the disdainful tone of Boss Wang of Jibaoxuan. Originally, it was understandable for elders to ask younger ones about their age, but your condescending tone made it seem like I didn’t even have the qualifications to look at that gourd bottle.

They are all different. They really look at people through the cracks in the door and look down on them.

Just when Fang Feiyang was about to answer this leader, Qiao Jianjun suddenly stood up and said with an unhappy face: "My brother's words are my words. What he sees is what I see. There is no age difference...

There is one more thing I forgot to tell you, Brother Feiyang is a recent disciple of Mr. Song, and it was through his hands that the Qianlong blue and white porcelain jar I got yesterday came to light."

"Mr. Song?...Song Longshan?..." Wang Shubin obviously didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who looked to be in his twenties, could be related to the veteran of Sioux City's antiques industry.

Qiao Jianjun was still angry and said angrily: "Yes, now you can take the things out and give them to my brother for appraisal."

Although Wang Shubin is the owner of a century-old shop, he is also an antique dealer after all. He also hopes that the Ming Dynasty gourd bottle he paid a high price can be sold at a good price. And Qiao Jianjun is such a big customer. If this business

If it succeeds, the huge amount of money invested in the early stage can be recovered, and Jibaoxuan's financial pressure can also be reduced a little.

Now Qiao Jianjun has brought a young man who is similar to his own son to appraise his goods. Although it is a bit difficult to accept emotionally, the business must continue.

Wang Shubin took out a small suitcase from the side of the chair behind him, opened the box, and took out an old bag case from it. As soon as he opened it, a large colorful gourd bottle with a neat shape and Zhou Zheng's size was immediately displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

"What a majestic and domineering bottle!" Fang Feiyang praised.

Both in terms of craftsmanship and visual effects, it shows the full legacy of the late Ming Dynasty. This is a treasure gourd decorated with patterns all over the body to celebrate the birthdays of the immortals in the clouds, mountains and foggy seas. The round drum at the top of the waist is decorated with cyan pastel intertwined passion flowers and the words "Auspicious and More"

The decorations are intricate and gorgeous; the round drum at the lower end depicts a group of immortals congratulating each other on their birthdays, which is elegant and graceful. The expressions of the characters are lifelike. The decorative features are gorgeous and delicate, and the whole body is filled with a strong Taoist cultural atmosphere.

Looking at its gourd base again, the high base is generous and decent, and the glaze is firm and moist. Looking at the gourd vase again from top to bottom reveals a gentle old air, and the coating is thick, giving people a sense of long-lasting vicissitudes.

a feeling of.

Fang Feiyang has been reading a lot of books on antique appraisal these days. In the past ten years, he has patiently and carefully collected pictures of the fine products sold by major well-known auction houses. This colorful gourd vase is placed here, which makes people wonder.

If Fang Feiyang judged it with his eyesight, he would definitely think it was a century-old object.

However, eyesight is all about eyesight. Fang Feiyang knows that his eyesight training has only been in the process of three months. He is not arrogant enough to think that he can see 100% of the time without making mistakes. The best way is to use his super-sense ability to detect

.

Fang Feiyang gently held the gourd vase with both hands.

"Buzz!...."

"Well, I can perceive the image and see the making process of this gourd bottle. It seems that this thing is indeed an old object." Fang Feiyang breathed a long sigh of relief. In this image, he saw that it was filled with mud for smearing.

In a porcelain tub, a bearded man is drawing patterns on the embryos.

"Fuck!...That's not right."

Which dynasty and generation is this dressed in? Although the man in the image has long hair shawl, what’s terrible is that he is wearing a Lange striped shirt and a pair of jeans with holes on his lower body, which can be worn under his feet.

It's a pair of Nike running shoes.

Fang Feiyang couldn't help but utter a curse word to himself. The person in the video who made the gourd bottle embryos was actually a standard modern person.

What's going on? I was almost stunned!

Since this gourd vase is made in modern times, it means that it is an imitation. But why can I perceive the image of the imitation this time? My super-sensory ability has always been on objects that are more than a hundred years old.
Chapter completed!