gifted collector

Chapter 39 Bureau?

In the middle of the night, the Avon Room was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Fang Ming sat alone in front of the table, with a snow-white lamp above his head, which was specially installed by Zhou Yafang to facilitate the identification of antiques - the identification of antiques involves many subtle things, and these things are often only found in strong light. will appear below.

He has one very important thing to study clearly.

Slowly picking up a porcelain bottle, Fang Ming exhaled with a "hoo", then picked up a small porcelain chip from the side that he had prepared earlier and threw it into it.

"Ding!"

The sound of the tiles colliding is very crisp, which can not help but lift people's spirits.

"Try it and see if it's true."

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ming tried his best to calm down his excited heart, stretched out his right hand and slowly clenched the porcelain bottle, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ok?"

Fang Ming found that he didn't feel anything other than the feeling that his right hand was holding something, which was quite normal.

Opening his eyes, Fang Ming showed a puzzled expression on his face.

When holding the Golden Buddha in his hand before, Fang Ming swallowed something like a golden thread after the Pixiu that appeared on the back of Fang Ming's right hand swallowed a picture, and this picture was finally confirmed to be the Golden Buddha. There is a hidden compartment, and in the hidden compartment is a Buddha bone relic of Master Mingjian.

Just by holding the golden Buddha, you can see the black mark on the body of the golden Buddha. This ability should be similar to that of clairvoyance, so when he was the only one left in the Avon House, Fang Ming couldn't wait to verify whether he was Really have this ability.

From Fang Ming's point of view, if he really had the ability to see through, he should be able to see the tiles in the bottle at this time.

However, after trying it out, Fang Ming was disappointed to find that he didn't feel anything at all.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The fact that there are relics hidden in the golden Buddha is vivid in his mind. Fang Ming is sure that he must not "see" wrongly. He really saw that there are hidden compartments in the Buddha statue. Discover?

But, then why is this experiment of mine unsuccessful now?

Frowning and thinking for a long time, Fang Ming suddenly thought of a problem, that is, the bottle he was using now was just an ordinary antique, and the Pixiu he was holding in his hand did not appear.

Could it be that only antiques that can cause Pixiu to appear can lead to the ability to see through?
Thinking of this, Fang Ming stood up and went to the shelf behind the counter to take down an antique. It was a bronze square tripod. When he picked it up, Pixiu immediately appeared on the back of his hand.

Putting a small piece of porcelain into the bronze square tripod, Fang Ming held the square tripod tightly, tried several times and gave up again in disappointment.

Looking at Fang Ding, Fang Ming fell into deep thought again. He knew there must be something wrong, but where exactly was the problem?
Fang Ding is already an antique with shadows, why can't I see through it?
Is it all an illusion?

As time passed by, Fang Ming suddenly patted himself on the forehead and scolded himself:
"Fuck, how did I forget this."

Fang Ming jumped up, ran to the shelf again and picked out a copper coin for a while. This copper coin is the real Kangxi coin, and it is also an antique with a Pixiu.

"Ding!"

Fang Ming threw a lot of money into Fang Ding, and then tightly held it with his right hand.What he thought just now was that the Golden Buddha is an antique with a shadow, and the relic is not an antique, but it is more valuable. In this case, he just threw a small piece of porcelain with no value in the square tripod. It is not surprising that he could not "see" it .

Therefore, Fang Ming found another copper coin that also made his right hand appear shadowed, and tried it again.If there is no response this time, he will only give up!
Holding Fang Ding tightly with his right hand, Fang Ming, who closed his eyes, felt ecstasy in his heart, as if he "saw" a vague shadow.

"what!"

Suddenly, Fang Ming let out a cry, and hugged his head tightly. His whole body was shaking with pain, and a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead!
"This...how could this be?"

Fang Ming held on to the table and let out a "huhu" breathing sound like a broken bellows. "After seeing the blurry shadow just now, he concentrated and wanted to see more clearly, but a sharp pain came from his brain immediately. , and then nothing can be seen.

After trying a few more times, Fang Ming found that he still could only see a vague shadow, and if he concentrated his mind to see more clearly, his brain would feel uncomfortable as if being avoided.

"Could it be that the see-through function is also related to the value of the things hidden inside? The more valuable you are, the clearer you can see? Or is there actually a limit to the use of my ability? Unless Pai Yao swallowed that golden color Air currents or something like that, or I won’t be able to see clearly?”

More and more questions came out, but Fang Ming couldn't find the answer.

After studying for a long time, Fang Ming had no choice but to give up. If he can't think of it, then don't think about it.However, he has now confirmed that the shadow of Pixiu on his right hand has three abilities: first, when he picks up an antique with a certain value, Pixiu will appear on the back of his right hand; The value of antiques can be judged; third, when Pixiu appears, it has a certain ability of perspective.

"It seems that this Pixiu can evolve!"

The see-through ability of Pixiu appeared after absorbing a golden thread on a golden Buddha statue or a relic.

I don't know what ability will appear when it evolves again?
Fang Ming shook his head as soon as this idea appeared, even if it was true, so what?There are quite a few antiques that I have handled, but only Buddha statue relics have such golden threads, and nothing else.So what if Pixiu can evolve?How easy is it to find antiques or treasures of the same or even a higher level?

"what?!"

Fang Ming jumped up suddenly, the shadow on the back of his hand could not be seen by others! ?

However, he immediately felt relieved. Zhou Yafang and the others were there when he held the antique in his hands before. Since none of them responded, it proved that no one except himself could see the shadow.

"Fortunately, that's the case, otherwise people would think I'm a monster."

After he was relieved, Fang Ming found that his right hand was different from before. It was obviously whiter and slender.

"Hey, can I still be a hand model in the future?!"

After confirming the ability of his right hand, Fang Ming was in a good mood. He wanted to continue to study it, but he thought that he would have to get up early tomorrow to rush home, and it was getting late, and he hadn't packed his things yet.

……

The sun was shining brightly, pouring heat on the ground like a fireball. In this weather, if there was no special event, no one wanted to go out—everyone would sweat profusely when they went out.

"This boss is really irresponsible. He left me here alone to look after the store, and go shopping with my good sister."

Fang Ming stayed alone in Avonzhai, and he put down an antique collection book in his hand a little bored at this time. Now his memory is amazing, and he can remember the book just by reading it once, so the knowledge of antique collection during this period grows fast.

However, Fang Ming was a little bored after reading too many books, so he simply stopped reading, stood up, walked to the tea table, made himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

"Yo, isn't this Fang Ming?"

Fang Ming looked up, and found that it was Jiang Hua who came in. He was an acquaintance, and he sat down on the chair opposite Fang Ming.

"Oh, why are you here?"

Fang Ming was a little surprised. He and Jiang Hua only met once in the ghost market, and they were far from familiar.

"It's a good thing that I'm here."

The previous ghost market successfully sold Buddha statues to Fang Ming, making Jiang Hua believe that the young man in front of him was an idiot in collecting antiques, and from some information he heard, he knew that he was indeed a newcomer who had just arrived at Avonzhai, so today he In fact, there was a purpose for coming here - he had prepared a game and was waiting for Fang Ming, and he believed that Fang Ming would be able to fit in this game.

Looking at Jiang Hua, Fang Ming was overjoyed. He knew that he found a golden Buddha among the Buddha statues that Jiang Hua sold to him, especially the discovery of relics among the golden Buddhas must not have spread, otherwise Jiang Hua would It's not like this face anymore.

"Oh, what's good?"

Fang Ming calmly poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Jiang Hua.

"It's like this. I have a friend who wants to sell something. I want to ask you if you are interested."

"Oh?!"

Fang Ming raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, his face intentionally showed surprise, and he said, "Really?"

When Jiang Hua saw the expression on Fang Ming's face, he felt relieved, and things were developing in the direction he hoped - such an expression was exactly the sign that he was about to enter the game.

"Of course, why don't you find some time to take a look? However, you have to come alone, heh, good things should not be known to too many people, and there should be less competition!"

"Okay! How about this, you leave me a cell phone, I'll call you when Sister Avon comes back, and we go together."

Holding the piece of paper with Jianghua's mobile phone number written on it, Fang Ming laughed. It was true that he had just entered the industry, but he was not a fool.Not to mention that Zhou Yafang had reminded herself that Jiang Hua was not that honest. Just because he suddenly came to the door and said that there was something good and cheap, he seemed weird. In addition, Jiang Hua's eyes flickered when he spoke, so there is no ghost to blame.

But Jiang Hua certainly didn't think that he was not afraid at all. Looking at his right hand, Fang Ming showed a sneer on his face.

Layout quote yourself?
Then see what kind of game it is.At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yafang returned to Avonzhai with at least five or six bags in her hand.

"Are you sure you want to go by yourself?"

Zhou Yafang looked at Fang Ming and said with a little worry: "You know, there are many tricks in antiques. Be careful not to be deceived. Jiang Hua is a master in this way."

"Oh, Sister Avon, there is always a first time, isn't it? Since I have entered this industry, there will always be times when I go out to collect things by myself. I just need to be careful."

Zhou Yafang thought it was indeed the case, so she nodded and said, "Okay, then you should be careful. For example, no matter how attractive you are, as long as it exceeds 1 or 2, you will never make a move."

"Okay, that's a good idea."

(End of this chapter)