Strictly speaking, this is a pile of porcelain shards.
It was badly damaged. Except for a complete base, the rest was broken into dozens of pieces, large and small.
Tang Fan felt the aura of the Yuan Dynasty on it, and when his purple eyes swept across it, a gourd-shaped porcelain appeared in his mind.
"Hey, it looks like blue and white with red underglaze!"
Mo Yan pulled Gu Mengran to stop.
Tang Fan knelt down and picked up a piece of porcelain and looked at it, wondering: "It seems to have been broken recently?"
“The boss has great eyesight!”
The stall owner is a thin, middle-aged man with triangular eyes and a mustache, like a skinny mouse.
"This thing was originally worth 10 million, but I accidentally broke it on the road, so it can only be sold for 5 million!"
"Why don't you go and grab it!"
When Gu Mengran heard this, he exploded and glared at the stall owner fiercely.
The stall owner snorted coldly without raising his head.
"Mengran, don't talk nonsense."
Mo Yan pulled Gu Mengran. This ghost market has the rules of a ghost market. If you like something, buy it. If you don’t like it, don’t haggle.
Mo Yan knelt down and looked at it, and said: "Your piece of Yuan blue and white underglaze red is indeed a genuine piece, but it's a pity that it's too badly broken. If it were a broken piece, it would cost more than five million. But now that it's broken like this, it's
It’s not worth anything anymore.”
The stall owner had a very tough attitude: "I'm not an expert in playing with porcelain. I only know that it's very valuable. Anyway, I spent a lot of money to get it. I won't buy it if it's less than five million!"
"Pity!"
Mo Yan shook her head. This Yuanqing underglaze red requires adding red elements on the basis of blue and white. There are few that have been passed down from the Yuan Dynasty to this day, and most of them are imitations of descendants of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Even if it is imitated by later generations, high-quality products have auction records exceeding tens of millions.
Judging from the size of these fragments, the vessel is not small. If intact, it could be worth at least 20 million.
But the stall owner said it was worth 10 million, which shows that he is really an amateur.
"three million!"
Tang Fan gave his own price.
The stall owner sat there motionless and made no sound at all.
Mo Yan grabbed Tang Fan and said, "Forget it, no more."
Tang Fan looked at the stall owner and advised: "Friend, you don't want to spend a long time and end up with nothing, right?"
"I dare not say anything else, but I think no one is willing to spend five million to buy a lot of fragments of unknown origin!"
"Four million, I'll sell you a face!"
The stall owner was persuaded by Tang Fan, and he knew that what the other party said was reasonable.
This blue and white underglaze red thing was stolen from a collector half a year ago. All the other things were sold, but no one cared about it.
"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you now."
Tang Fan ignored Mo Yan's objection and directly took out his mobile phone and transferred four million to the other party.
"Thank you boss!"
The stall owner immediately wrapped it up for Tang Fan.
After leaving, Mo Yan said helplessly: "You really dare to spend money randomly. Although four million is not expensive, you can't sell it for a higher price."
“What if I could put it together?”
Tang Fan winked at Mo Yan and said with a smile: "My good sister, have you forgotten Zhai Bian Tianmu Zhan?"
Mo Yan's heart lit up and she glared: "Do you have any secret method to repair the remaining weapons?"
Tang Fan explained: "I discovered by chance last time that true energy can repair broken weapons."
"That doesn't mean you can repair any fragment? You can make a fortune!"
Gu Mengran had a quick mind and blurted out the words.
"yes!"
Tang Fan patted his thigh and said with a smile: "This is indeed a way to make money, Sister Mo, look..."
"I'll pay more attention in the future and buy the complete pieces for you if I find them."
Mo Yan immediately understood Tang Fan's intention.
The group of people continued shopping, and Mo Yan spent seven million to buy two paintings from the Ming Dynasty.
Gu Mengran was not idle either, and bought a Hetian jade bracelet valued at five million yuan, saying that it would be given to her mother as a birthday gift in the future.
After wandering around for a while, Tang Fan took a fancy to a rosewood statue of Sakyamuni Buddha from the Tang Dynasty.
This Buddha statue is more than 20 centimeters high. No paint is added, and the patina presented is natural and charming, with a heavy historical luster.
"One price, 50 million!"
The stall owner's face was covered, so his appearance could not be clearly seen. His voice was hoarse, but he was probably young.
Tang Fan felt a strong murderous aura on his body. It seemed that his hands had been stained with a lot of blood, which gave him a cold feeling.
"It is indeed small-leaf red sandalwood, but if you are not collecting it, it would cost more than 50 million."
Mo Yan's meaning was clear, the price of this thing was already very high.
Tang Fan did not speak, but looked at the bottom of the Buddha statue, which was a sealed piston that could be disassembled.
"The treasures inside are untouched. Maybe there are treasures hidden inside."
The stall owner went on to say that he seemed to have done some research on this thing.
Tang Fan has purple-pupil divine eyes, so he has naturally seen through the interior, and what attracts him is the treasure inside.
He still didn't speak, but handed it to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan took it in her hand, glanced at it, nodded and said, "It is indeed hidden, but judging from the size of this Buddha statue, there can't be much hidden inside."
"Forty million." Tang Fan gave the price.
"I said, fifty million is fifty million."
The stall owner was unmoved and his attitude was very clear.
Tang Fan stared at the beige light inside the Buddha statue and thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take a gamble!"
Tang Fan transferred the money and put the Buddha statue into the storage bag.
He did not get up immediately, but smiled and said: "Friend, you are seriously injured!"
"Um?"
The masked stall owner paused and said in surprise: "How did you know?"
Before Tang Fan could speak, Gu Mengran said first: "This is a miracle doctor. He is best at stripping people off to treat illnesses. Do you want to treat him? The consultation fee is 100 million!"
Tang Fan thought to himself that although this little girl likes to play around, she is very smart and her little mind works very fast.
He looked at the stall owner and said: "If what I said is true, your twelve main meridians have been seriously damaged. Among the eight extraordinary meridians, the Daimai, Yinwei, and Yangwei meridians can no longer function normally. Your feet, legs, waist, etc.
, I feel pain in my heart from time to time. Within half a year, all the meridians in my body will be severed, and I will die!"
"May I ask, sir, if there is a way to crack it?"
The masked stall owner was overwhelmed with emotion, stood up and bowed to Tang Fan.
Tang Fan firstly had no pulse and secondly no color perception, but he could see the symptoms in his body so thoroughly, which shows his ability.
"It can be cured, but..."
"The consultation fee is 100 million!"
Gu Mengran said proudly: "You dare to sell a wooden Buddha statue for 50 million, how much do you think your life is worth?"
"That's right!" The masked stall owner nodded, "If Mr. Ru can really save my life, let alone 100 million, it will be less than 1 billion! But I don't have such a large amount of funds now! That's all, maybe I deserve my death!"
Tang Fan smiled calmly and said: "Antiques are valuable, but life is priceless. Doctors take it as their own duty to save lives and heal the wounded, and do not talk about buying and selling based on money. Since I am destined to you, it doesn't matter if I save your life!"
Tang Fan took out a Qi-nourishing pill from his storage bag and continued: "This is a pill that warms and nourishes the meridians and promotes the circulation of breath. It can relieve your pain. I will leave you my phone number and I will heal you tomorrow.
!”
"This...this is the holy medicine of the Immortal Sect, Qi Nourishing Pill!"
The masked stall owner was very surprised. He knew that this Qi-nourishing pill was very rare. If you didn't have the opportunity, you might not be able to buy it if you have money.
"You really have some sense!"
Tang Fan smiled slightly. He had already noticed that the masked man was mysterious, so he spoke to test him.
"Mr. Tang is so kind that I can't repay you for it. Thank you Long Xiang!"
Long Xiang took the Qi Nourishing Pill with trembling hands and fell to his knees with a thud.