"This is the chicken cup!"

"I've seen chicken bowl cups before, and now I have my own chicken bowl cup."

"Not bad, a real masterpiece from the royal kiln."

“Worth the price!”

The area where the cafe is located.

As soon as the four of them arrived, two tall beauties with the same looks of over 90, wearing eye-catching formal cheongsams, arrived.

Serve with all your heart and soul.

On the coffee table.

Chu Xingfeng has already opened his box.

It is divided into four areas.

The fifteen-eyed Dzi beads I want!

A pair of chicken cups!

An excellent set of literary toys!

Fifty treasures of ancient spring!

These four areas spent more than one billion of their own.

The first thing that catches the eye is the pair of chicken cups.

"Brother Feng, is this the Mingcheng Hua Doucai Chicken Cup that you have been talking about last night?"

"Each one is worth hundreds of millions, but a pair is worth even more."

Yang Ni sat meekly next to Chu Xingfeng.

Glancing at the pair of Chenghua colored chicken cups, her beautiful eyes lit up and she spoke crisply, the tone of which was very moving.

"good."

"This is the fifteen-eyed dzi bead."

"Grandpa will definitely like it."

"Although I think this thing is just average."

"Wenwan!"

"I'm going to give this set of things away."

"This is the Yidao imperial tribute issued during the Qianlong period? It is quite well preserved."

"Are these three ancient Xuan pens?"

"Three ancient lake pens?"

Chu Xingfeng placed the chicken bowl cup in his hand without taking a closer look.

Then his attention fell on the other things, and he kept stroking them with his hands.

"good!"

"In terms of practicality, it may not be obvious, but it has good collection value."

"These are three palace ink stones. Hui ink made by ancient methods can still be used for thousands of years. The color is dark and moist, does not fade for a long time, does not stick to paper and pen, has a rich fragrance, and is rich in texture."

"These are the three major inkstones in ancient times, one is Duan inkstone, the other is She inkstone, and the other is Tao inkstone!"

"The inkstone produced by She is beneficial to the ink, it is slippery but does not hold back the pen, and astringent does not stagnate the pen."

"Duan inkstone is famous for its solid, smooth and delicate stone. When used, the ink does not stagnate, the ink is released quickly, the ink produced is fine and smooth, the writing is smooth without any damage, and the color of the handwriting remains unchanged for a long time."

"Tao inkstones are even rarer. In ancient times, only Tao River green stone could be made. It is very rare. It is as green as blue, as moist as jade, and the ink is not reduced. Duanxi inkstones."

"In terms of value, Tao Inkstone may be more valuable!"

"This is the dragon-walking sapphire paperweight from the Qianlong court!"

Yi Chusan sat next to him, pointing to the items in the box with one hand and introducing them one by one.

In ancient times, they were the rarest genuine products, let alone in modern times.

"Those are the Fifty Treasures of Koizumi."

"They are all first-rate and rare treasures, such as the Zhenyou Tongbao, of which only two exist in the country, and the Great Dynasty Tongbao, which existed before the Yuan Dynasty was established in the Mongol Khanate."

"And the Liao Kingdom's Tianxian Tongbao!"

"Sheng Song Tong Bao!"

"Zhenguan treasure money!"

"……."

"Haha, Brother Feng bought so many things at once. This pair of silver ingots and a pair of gold ingots are used as accessories."

It's all in a large silver box.

Everything is like that.

Yi Chusan listed them one by one.

Chu Xingfeng listened carefully. He knew something about the antique business, but it was only half full, so he listened very carefully.

Since Xia Bozhai valued it so highly, there must be a reason.

Wen Chusan pointed at the gold and silver ingot, smiled on his face, placed his palm on Yang Ni's waist beside him, played with it casually, and picked up the gold ingot with one hand.

I have seen this thing myself.

But it's not as good as the one Yi Chusan gave him.

"A gold ingot..., well, fifty taels of gold ingots from the town treasury during the Xianfeng period."

"On the third day of junior high school, what is the normal price of such a gold ingot?"

Chu Xingfeng was a little curious.

"The normal price of a gold ingot is between six million and eight million."

"A silver ingot is only one tenth!"

Even in ancient times, there was a tenfold difference between fifty taels of silver ingots and fifty taels of gold ingots, and it is the same now.

"It's a car."

"good."

Chu Xingfeng nodded.

"Six million to eight million!"

"Fifty taels of gold ingots!"

"It's not the same as Jin Yuanbao in the TV series."

Yang Ni's face was slightly red, and she did not dare to refuse the palm on her waist, so she could only endure it. The gold ingot that fell on Brother Feng's hand with her beautiful eyes was also strange.

The price is that high?

Two coins are fifteen million, plus two silver ingots, one to twenty million, are you giving away as a lottery?

Third grade?

Antiques dealer?

It’s true!

Lots of good stuff.

"If it were the gold ingots in the TV series, there wouldn't be much room for them in the box."

"This is used by the town treasury and is rarely circulated."

"The horseshoe shape is the answer."

Chu Xingfeng understood a lot and explained slowly.

"Xingfeng."

"They're coming."

Just talking.

Uncle Lian, who was wearing a casual suit, came forward, followed by six men.

Judging from the ages of the six men, the youngest is probably in his forties or fifties, and the older one has a gray beard and hair. He is said to be in his sixties or seventies.

"Um."

"Send this box over."

"You guys take a look first."
To be continued...