gifted collector

Chapter 128 Do you want to pick up on me?

It must be admitted that the antiques collected here by Qian Fang are all good things. Fang Ming picked up a dozen or so various antiques from several shelves, and all of them appeared without exception. The color value is more than 40.

Putting a vase in his hand back on the shelf, Fang Ming shook his head lightly, thinking that a person like Qian Fang who has spent his whole life in the antique world should not be underestimated. It's jaw-dropping in terms of quality.

"How is it? Everything here is good."

Zhou Yafang walked to Fang Ming's side. She also looked at some antiques just now, and found that they were all quite good, so she didn't know which ones to choose.

"Yes, it seems that we really can't match such a veteran as Qian Fang."

Fang Ming shook his head again. The main reason why Qian Fang and others were able to collect so many antiques was that they started early and entered the circle early. At that time, there were not many people who played with antiques, and everyone's awareness was not as good as it is now." Collected by the whole people", it is naturally much easier.It’s different now. After experiencing the madness of the 8s and 90s, basically all the antiques that can be seen on the market have been taken away. Everyone knows that antiques are valuable, so they naturally hold them in their hands and sell them. People are either of average quality or expensive, which is not something ordinary people can afford.

What he dared to say was that if it was now, it would be impossible for Qian Fang to collect so many antiques. It would have passed by long ago and there is no such shop in this village.

"Every time I see so many antiques, I wish I could be born 20 years earlier."

Zhou Yafang sighed quite a lot, but such a thing can't happen, and it's impossible for her to be reborn as said in the novel.

"What do you think? These things can still be seen."

The two looked back, and at some point Qian Fang was standing behind him, holding a snuff bottle in his hand. Although his voice was calm, the complacent expression on his face still betrayed him.

Fang Ming smiled and said, "Mr. Qian, why do I feel that you are showing off?"

Zhao Benhua also came over at this time, and after hearing Fang Ming's words, he was also happy, and said, "You can see it too? He is really showing off."

"Hmph! What's the matter if I show off?"

Qian Fang put on an angry expression on his face, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously pretending it on purpose.

Pointing to the surrounding shelves, Fang Ming said, "Old Qian, I have an idea."

"Oh? What do you think?"

Qian Fang smiled and put the snuff in his hand back on the shelf, then looked at Fang Ming.

"Are there any antiques here that you want to resell?"

When Qian Fang heard it, his eyes widened immediately, and he said, "What do you want? Have you taken a fancy to my antiques?"

Fang Ming was a bit puzzled by the two-zhang monk. He found that Qian Fang looked at him with a vigilant look in his eyes, as if he was going to snatch a precious antique from him.

"Sister Avon and I's antique store is about to open. We need antiques. You have a lot of antiques here. If you want to resell them, you can entrust us as an agent."

When you collect antiques to a certain extent, the quantity will not be too important, the key is the quality. There are a lot of antiques here, and those on the first floor cost hundreds of thousands. Such antiques are definitely not in the money now. In his eyes, the reason why he still collects it is just for fun.Therefore, he feels that if the price is right and the money is placed, he is willing to resell, at least part of it.

"Or, you can directly transfer these antiques to us. Don't worry about the price, we will definitely not treat you badly."

Who knows, it's fine if Fang Ming didn't say this sentence, but Qian Fang's eyes widened even more when he said this sentence, and said, "No way! I won't resell these antiques."

"Okay, Mr. Qian, just take it as I said."

Unable to understand why Qian Fang had such a big reaction, Fang Ming scratched his hair and had no choice but to give up the idea.

Zhou Yafang who was next to her frowned, she also found that Qian Fang's tone was a bit strange, there was nothing wrong with Fang Ming's words, theoretically speaking, even if Qian Fang disagreed, it would be fine to just say it, there is no reason That's right.

"Ha! I see."

Zhao Benhua laughed loudly. At the beginning, he didn't know why Qian Fang had such a big reaction—he was just wary of Fang Ming.However, he is an old man after all, and he understood Qian Fang's psychology in a blink of an eye.

Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang immediately looked at Zhao Benhua, and Fang Ming immediately said, "Mr. Zhao, why is Mr. Qian like this?"

Qian Fang blushed and yelled at Zhao Benhua, "Zhao Benhua, I'll kill you if you say so."

The two have been old friends for many years, how could Zhao Benhua be afraid of money?At the moment, he didn't even look at Qian Fang, and said, "Fang Ming, what do you think you are most famous for now?"

"Catch the leak!"

Zhou Yafang blurted out, a smile appeared on her face, and she also wanted to understand why Qian Fang had such a "like facing an enemy" reaction before.

Fang Ming was amused, and said: "Mr. Qian, don't you think that I found a treasure with you, and then wanted to persuade you to sell it to buy the antique?"

Qian Fang blushed, and said, "Fang Ming, who told you that you are so good at picking up leaks? This makes us all have to work hard."

Fang Ming guessed what Qian Fang was thinking. He was really worried about this matter. If Fang Ming really picked up a leak from him, he would not talk about the loss. It would be a big loss to lose face, so he would never let it go. This kind of thing happened to me.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Fang Ming spread his hands and said, "Mr. Qian, how dare I fight such an idea? If it gets out, I won't be in the antique world anymore."

Patting his head, Qian Fang smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I can't blame me for that."

"Well, now it seems that it is a mistake to pick up the leak."

Fang Ming laughed, Zhou Yafang and Zhao Benhua also laughed together.

"Fang Ming, I think, after your fame spreads, people in the whole Ningdong City will probably not let you get it easily when they see you picking out antiques."

Fang Ming was dumbfounded when he heard this, he knew that such a thing was very likely to happen, the performance of Qian Fang just now is the best example - even if he is such a veteran, he is worried that he will miss it from him, but the people in other antique shops How could you not be worried?

"No way? Doesn't this mean that I can no longer pick up the leak?"

After a long time, Fang Ming smiled wryly. If there is no way to pick up the leak, wouldn't it be a lot of fun?

Qian Fang also nodded, and said, "This treasure appraising meeting is likely to be your last chance to pick up leaks in the antique circle of Ningdong City."

"Well, it seems that I can only accept this result."

Fang Ming knew that what Qian Fang said was not wrong at all, and the fact is likely to be the case. After the Appreciation Conference is over, his fame will definitely spread. The key is that everyone may know him through live TV and other means. If you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, it may not be so easy to pick up the leak.

"However, the world is so big, and I can still go to other places. It's impossible for me to be so famous and people in all places know me."

Fang Ming immediately thought of a way to deal with it. It seemed that even if he didn't go abroad to pick up leaks after the Appreciation Conference, he would have to go to other places, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to get along.

Glancing at Fang Ming, Qian Fang said: "Okay, you can go and harm people in other places, don't mess around in Ningdong City, or we people won't have to mess around."

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Benhua laughed loudly, but he finally nodded and said: "Yes, I think this sentence also speaks my heart!"

"Isn't it? I am so in your mind? It makes me sad."

Fang Ming raised his hand and put on a pitiful look.

Everyone went back to the sofa and sat down. The antiques that the money put here are all good. In the end, Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang didn't choose them at all. They randomly picked dozens of pieces, packed them carefully and put them in boxes, and took them with them when they left later. That's it.

"Fang Ming, are there any omissions among the antiques you picked?"

Qian Fang took a sip of tea absent-mindedly, then glanced at a few boxes on the side, obviously still uneasy.

"Hahaha! I said, old money, what's wrong with you? You're always worrying about this."

Zhao Benhua thought it was really funny, and Qian Fang mentioned this matter again and again, obviously still thinking about it.

Qian Fang gave Zhao Benhua a hard look, and said, "If Fang Ming went to you to borrow antiques, you probably wouldn't be so relaxed."

"alright, you win."

Zhao Benhua smiled bitterly, he found that what Qian Fang said made sense, and if he were Qian Fang, he would be worried.

"Old Qian, I borrowed these antiques, and I will return them later, so don't worry."

Fang Ming discovered that Qian Fang had the feeling that he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of grass ropes. He wondered if his picking up the leaks had really caused such a big psychological shadow?
"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about it, just let it go."

Qian Fang waved his hand, and really stopped talking about this matter.The four were all in the same business, and some of them had common topics. Qian Fang and Zhao Benhua were even more old-fashioned. They talked about some anecdotes about antique collection that Fang Ming had never heard before.

Two hours later, Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang bid farewell to Qian Fang and Zhao Benhua after putting several large boxes of antiques in the car, and then left for the shop.

Zhao Benhua looked at the Hummer gradually disappearing into the distance, turned around and said to Qian Fang with a smile:

"Old Qian, it seems that you are very optimistic about this kid."

"Yes, I admire him very much. I am afraid that he will become a generation of collection masters in the future, and his achievements are much higher than those of us."

Zhao Benhua was taken aback. From Qian Fang's willingness to lend Fang Ming antiques, it can be seen that he really valued Fang Ming, but he did not expect such a high evaluation.

"Just watch, let's not talk about it from afar, this kid will stir up the situation after the Treasure Appreciation Conference starts."

Qian Fang shook his head lightly. Before, he always felt that he was old and strong, but after seeing Fang Ming, he felt that he was old!
(End of this chapter)