gifted collector

Chapter 205 The Immortal Fight
Walking into the villa, Fang Ming found that the first floor had also been transformed into a hall, but it was completely different from the hall he saw before in that this hall was much smaller, and in terms of decoration style, it was far from that. luxurious.

The entire hall is filled with one-style wooden furniture, which is not eye-catching in terms of color, and is even a little old, as if it was picked up from a dilapidated stall.

However, Fang Ming narrowed his eyes when he saw these things.

This feeling is so familiar: I used to choose furniture to decorate Guxuanzhai, and what I chose at that time was a kind of antique furniture, Ming and Qing styles, because the furniture at this time was the most typical of ancient furniture. Representative, but no matter how good the quality of the furniture selected that time was, it was an imitation, but at this moment the furniture placed in the hall looked real!

A complete set of Ming and Qing furniture?

Not an imitation?

Taishi Chair, Eight Immortals Table, Hanging Screen... Almost all the most typical furniture of Ming and Qing Dynasties can be found here.

His eyes lit up, Fang Ming took a step forward, stood in front of a grand teacher's chair and put his right hand on the back of the chair, as expected, Pixiu appeared immediately.

"Grandma's, it really is true!"

Fang Ming thought to himself, then tugged at Tan Guo's sleeve, and said, "Old Tan, let's talk about it. How about giving me the things inside? The price is easy to negotiate."

Tan Guo couldn't help shivering, Fang Ming's eyes looked like a wolf seeing a little white rabbit, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I'm only in my thirties, don't call me Old Tan, the so-called nothing You are so polite, there must be a conspiracy, as for the things here, don’t even think about it, I spent a lot of money to collect a set, and now this thing is not something that can be obtained with money.”

"Nonsense, if you can get it if you have the money, I don't need to make a fuss about you? For example, the price of this grand master's chair is about 300 million on the market, but this thing has a price but no market. Where can I find it? "

Tan Guo looked at Fang Ming in surprise. What Fang Ming said was not wrong at all. The Taishi chair in front of him was bought by himself three years ago. At that time, it cost him about 180 million. Of course it has increased now. Around 300 million.He was surprised that Fang Ming said such an accurate price with just one mouth, isn't that amazing?Even among the so-called appraisal experts I invited back, the fastest one would have to spend a day and a half to be sure whether it was true or not, and to be able to tell the price.

"It seems that brother, you are a good man."

Tan Guo held back for a long time, and finally said such a sentence.

"Heh, Tan Guo, Fang Ming is indeed a genius, you young people, let's talk first, I'll go over and say hello to my old friend."

After Wanhua finished speaking, he walked forward, but there was a small wooden table in the corner of the direction he was walking, surrounded by a few low stools, and three five About ten people sat around there.

Fang Ming glanced at it and stopped looking there. The three people there seemed to be in the same circle as Wanhua, and they should be figures in the officialdom. Those people would be too far away for him. He really cared about it. It is the whole set of Ming and Qing furniture in front of you.

"I said Brother Tan, how about thinking about it? Give me these things."

Fang Ming continued to stalk, "Think about it, if I put such a set of things in my house, it would be so cool."

Tan Guo became anxious and said, "Fart! I gave it to you. You're making fun of me. What about me?"

"This... well..."

Facing Tan Guo's words, Fang Ming thought for a while before realizing that he was speechless. Tan Guo was right. If he was happy with the furniture, what about Tan Guo?

"However, brother, why are your eyes so poisonous? The price of the chair is right?"

Tan Guo still didn't forget what Fang Ming said just now that the grand teacher's chair was worth 300 million, and even if Fang Ming knew how much these things were worth, he dared to let him give them to him, he was a rich owner.

"Hey, I'm not bragging. I can't hide anything in my eyes. As long as it's related to antiques, I can say that it's pretty much the same."

Fang Ming wasn't boasting. With the help of Pixiu's ability, he could identify the price of antiques by himself, and the accuracy was extremely high.

"Fake it? Nobody can do that."

How could Tan Guo believe what Fang Ming said?

Fang Ming smiled, but didn't say much. If the other party believes in this matter, he believes it, and if he doesn't believe it, he dismisses it.

"By the way, what good things do you have here tonight? There must be a reason for Mayor Wan to come to you from such a long distance."

Tan Guo pointed to Wanhua, and said, "Of course there are things, but for them, it's just a drunkard's ulterior motives. You know which one of them is not a day-to-day man? I'm just borrowing They all have a common interest so they can get together and have a chat."

Fang Ming was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, it really was like this. Although people at Wanhua's level really like antiques, the most important thing in their hearts is far from antiques, but the quality of the city under their leadership. People's lives, economic development, etc.

It's just that the higher a person goes, the more "lonely" he will be, and every decision he makes is of great importance, and it is likely to affect the interests of other cities. It is extremely necessary and important for people at the same level to exchange views.

Tan Guo's so-called black market for antiques is just an opportunity for people like Wanhua to have a platform to communicate.

Of course, it is not easy for Tan Guo to do this, and he must have a lot of background to gain the trust of people like Wanhua.

Putting up a thumbs up, Fang Ming said, "Great! Really smart!"

Spreading his hands, Tan Guo said, "It's all for eating. But, I'm afraid you will be too relaxed tonight."

"Ah? What does it have to do with me? I'm just here to see and learn more."

Fang Ming looked at Tan Guo, he didn't understand why the other party would say that.

"Among the people who came tonight is Zhao Yifei. I'm not afraid to tell you that there may be a major change in the near future, and the central figures are Wanhua and Zhao Yifei. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. It’s gone, but there must be a Cold War.”

Patting his head, Fang Ming said, "Then what does this have to do with me?"

Fang Ming immediately understood what Tan Guo said. To put it simply, Wanhua and Zhao Yifei must be fighting for a certain position. Power, especially the highest peak of power, is definitely a real single-plank bridge. Either you die or I live. Therefore, Wanhua and Zhao Yifei will definitely have a fierce fight, and if they get together at this time, countless sparks will definitely be sparked!
But what does such a thing have to do with me?I am just an antique dealer, so I came here tonight just to help Wanhua.

"Ha! Do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "Of course I really don't understand. This matter is a little too complicated for me."

Tan Guo walked to a corner, opened a cabinet and took out three glasses and a bottle of red wine.

"Cuckoo, boom, boom!"

The dark red liquid was poured into the cup. Tan Guo put the cup in front of Fang Ming, and then motioned Ding Hao to take another cup.

Shaking it gently, it seems that the wine liquid is slowly changing under the influence of the mixed air. Tan Guo showed a fascinated expression on his face, and drank slowly and gently. After taking a sip, he sighed softly after a long while and said, "This is how life should be."

Seeing Tan Guo like this, Fang Ming said angrily, "Come on, don't play tricks, just tell me."

After glaring at Fang Ming, Tan Guo said, "It's really not emotional at all."

Pointing to Wanhua and the others not far away, Fang Ming said: "That group of people are all god-level figures, no one wants to get involved in their struggles, right? So, I should be mentally prepared. .Under such circumstances, you still let me have the mood to taste red wine with you? Do you think it is possible?"

"That's true."

Tan Guo nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you. Do you think people at Wanhua's level will go into battle shirtless even if they want to compete and wrestle their wrists?"

"This... this..."

Fang Ming now understood that what Tan Guo said was not wrong at all, people at Wanhua's level would not even go into the ring by themselves even if they wanted to fight.When I came here tonight, I accidentally became a thug in the fight between Wanhua and Zhao Yifei.

"But you can rest assured that although there is such a possibility, the chance is not great, because I am here to play antiques. Even if Wanhua and Zhao Yifei want to fight, it will be a competition for antique appraisal. Uncle Wanhua himself is You are an expert in collecting, so it should not be your turn—although you can tell from the price of the grand master chair just now that you can say that you are also an expert."

"I don't think I can escape this time."

As soon as Fang Ming heard that, the wry smile on his face became more serious. Competing with antiques?Isn't it your own strengths?How could I stay out of it?

People like Wanhua and Zhao Yifei are undoubtedly the so-called gods. As a result of their fight, it seems that I, a mortal, will suffer.

"If you really can't escape, it's your bad luck."

Tan Guo patted Fang Ming's shoulder sympathetically, and said: "Wanhua and Zhao Yifei belong to the people who don't see the king. Although I organized this place, I only invited Zhao Yifei tonight, but I didn't expect to see him." Wanhua is also here, so this can only be said to be God's will."

Fang Ming and Ding Hao glanced at each other, and they immediately understood that this was most likely just an accident, because Wanhua came here on a whim tonight.

"Forget it, it's meaningless to think too much, it's just a matter of soldiers coming to block you."

After having a headache for a while, Fang Ming simply didn't want to think about it. Now he can't control this matter, even Wanhua himself can't control it. For example, if Zhao Yifei took the initiative to provoke, Wanhua would have no reason to back down, right?
(End of this chapter)