The Strongest Doctor

Liu Xingming couldn't help but be stunned and said angrily, "you are just a blind cat and a dead mouse. Do you really think you are a master of antiques? What's a student pretending to be here?"

Fang shook his head with a smile and said, "antiques are the art and taste of playing, which has nothing to do with identity."

The people who can come to pinge for dinner are all dignified people in Jinhai city. Mr. Fang has spoken. If Liu Xingming still has to embarrass Lin Qi, it is his fault.

"If you want to see it, can you see the flowers?" Liu Xingming disdained to hum and threw the vase at will.

Lynch took the vase, put it in his ear and shook it a few times. He was very happy.

Although this vase is a high imitation, it is unusual at this point.

When Liu Xingming was about to smash the vase, almost no one noticed that there was a small clanging sound in the vase. If it wasn't for Lynch's practice of Hunyuan Zhenqi Jue, his perception would be a little sharper than ordinary people, and it would be extremely difficult to detect.

How can a common bottle produce such a crisp sound?

He turned left and right for several times, and was about to open the magic pupil to explore the mystery. However, Liu Xingming said with a sneer, "why, do you see anything coming? Or I'll give you this fake? "

Lynch frowned and said, "you paid for this bottle. I'll buy it at the original price. What do you think?"

"Ha ha, if you want to buy it, take it." Liu Xingming said coldly, "a local steamed stuffed bun is a local steamed bun. Even a fake is a treasure, but it's good to fool people."

In order to perform in Jiang ruoqing, Liu Xingming naturally tried his best to discredit the other party and elevate himself.

Jiang ruoqing knows Lynch best. His family is ordinary and a student. How can he afford to buy this antique, let alone a fake?

"Lynch, aren't you busy today? Put the bottle down and let's go. " Jiang ruoqing winked at Lynch.

"To tell you the truth, I haven't had enough, and I haven't paid president Liu yet..." Lin Qifan looked at the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand and said without raising his head.

"Where do you have so much money?" Jiang ruoqing said in an urgent voice that if Lynch had money, he would not have to come to their hospital to practice.

"Don't worry. I'll sell it later and I'll have money."

As soon as Lynch's eyes opened, his eyes penetrated the outside of the bottle. In his eyes, the bottle became transparent. At the bottom of the bottle, there was a simple small box. It was inlaid by a small mechanism with a long history. The shaking sound just came from the box.

But Lynch didn't see the box clearly. Three seconds later, his vision returned to normal.

"Forget it, I have 500000 here. It's as a thank you for saving the hospital's loss last time." Jiang ruoqing also knows that this man is a good face animal, now Lynch must be unable to get off the stage, now take out the bank card.

"No, I've seen some clues. It's a good thing." Lynch stood up and said.

This made Mr. Fang look black. He has just said that it's only a high imitation. Now he says it's a good thing. Isn't it clear that he can't get along with it?

When the old displeasure below: "young man, you say this is a good thing, what basis?"

"It's funny for Mr. Fang. I'm just guessing that the value of this thing should not be bad." Lynch thought that if it was a common thing, it would not take much effort to store gas in the vase.

"Young man, you should be down-to-earth, don't aim too high, and try to do something deceptive." Old Fang snorted.

Lynch was a little upset. He just said something. What offended him?

Jiang ruoqing covers her forehead and is worried. Now even Fang has offended her. She doubts whether Lynch can get out of here.

But Lynch is still rummaging with the bottle. Finally, he finds a bulge at the bottom of the bottle.

Lynch looked happy and pressed hard. With a click, he seemed to open a mechanism. A small crack appeared around the bottom of the bottle.

Tightly grasping the bottom of the bottle, Lynch twists it a few times. In a moment, he completely unloads the bottom of the bottle. There is a simple box in it, with a faint smell of aloes.

"It turns out that there is something in this bottle!"

Several people were surprised on the spot.

There is heaven and earth in it, which is a saying in the antique world. In order to hide people's eyes and ears, many experts do not want to let the treasure exist, so they design a secret door to hide the treasure in ordinary objects.

It's amazing that this bottle can design such a delicate mechanism. Even the master Fang has cheated him.

When Lynch took out the box, he saw a poem written on it, with Tang Yin engraved on his signature!

"Can you show me, young man?" Fang Lao suddenly excited, eager to grab the agaric box directly.

"Well, Mr. Fang, you know this better..." Lynch handed the incense box to him.Fang looked over and over several times, his hands began to tremble, and finally his eyes fell on the poem on the box. He slowly read out: "I paint the blue river, I love the maple leaves on the pavilion at night, the autumn leaves shine on the Buddhist temple, and the cigarettes curl around the Sutra tower. It was written by Tang Yin, which is clearly the true work of Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty! "

"Tang Bohu?" Tang Bohu is one of the four most talented people. It's hard to find his true works, and there are even fewer such inscriptions on the box.

Lynch silently read the poem again, and was surprised to find the mystery: "this is still a Tibetan poem. You see, the first sentence of each poem is exactly the four words" I love Qiuxiang ". Is this the keepsake of Tang Bohu's pursuit of Qiuxiang?"

"It can't be wrong." Fang's excited breath was not smooth, and he trembled and said: "this agaric box is indeed a box of rouge in Ming Dynasty, and Tang Bohu is a gifted scholar of Fengliu. His pursuit of Qiuxiang was biographed by later generations, and it was also remade into the film" Tang Bohu points Qiuxiang ". This agaric Rouge box must be a token of his pursuit of Qiuxiang!"

No one thought that it was Tang Bohu's pledge to pursue Qiuxiang. The significance of this agaric Rouge box alone goes far beyond its value as an antique of the Ming Dynasty.

What's more, the handwriting on it is vigorous, uninhibited, natural and unrestrained. It's Tang Bohu's real work in the world.

I'm afraid we can't find a second one in the world. It's very valuable.

Fang took a deep breath and said respectfully, "young man, how about five million yuan for this agaric Rouge box?"