Chapter 1213

"Uncle is right. Let's just let things go naturally. It's more interesting to talk about business."

Zhang Xiaofan said and took another sip of tea to see what good business the Yang family owner had to introduce to him.

"Listen to xiner. You have a museum with a lot of collections. There will be an antique appreciation activity in Haidong city tomorrow."

"It was initiated by some antique lovers in Haidong city. It was held in Haidong antique street. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Do you still hesitate? Of course."

Zhang Xiaofan has tasted the sweetness of collecting antiques. Tourists to their village in the past six months.

In addition to looking at the golden dragon fish, it is looking at antiques. The income of this thing is eternal and more valuable than the golden dragon fish.

With a smile, Yang took out an invitation card and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan.

"I knew you would be interested, so I asked for an invitation card. Tomorrow, you go around with Xin'er first and I'll take pictures for you."

"Just take it as my dowry for my daughter, and your boy, don't let your parents meet. Let's get to know each other and want my daughter to suffer at that time!"

Zhang Xiaofan's parents force Zhang Xiaofan to get married all day. Zhang Xiaofan doesn't dare to invite his parents, so this matter is still delayed.

"When I have time, I will invite my parents, but when I say something wrong and offend uncle Yang, please forgive me. After all, my parents haven't gone to school."

"Hehe, who do you think of me yang Tianshi? Seriously, I really want to have a good look at what kind of person it is to accompany the parents who have raised such an excellent son."

Yang Xin took Yang Tianshi's arm and shook it a few times.

"Dad, don't praise him any more. You can't praise God again. Will your daughter have a good life then?"

Yang Tianshi laughed.

"Hehe, don't boast, don't boast. In a few hours, it will be dawn. You young people are energetic and communicate more. I'll go to find my wife."

Zhang Xiaofan admires the openness of Yang Tianshi and his wife. Most parents don't want their daughter to have a relationship with her boyfriend before they get married. Yang Tianshi and his wife encourage their daughter, which is really not comparable to ordinary people.

Yang Xin stared at his father in shame, then took Zhang Xiaofan's hand and went back to the room.

Seriously, in the relationship between husband and wife, the number of love between men and women is absolutely the most effective guarantee for the relationship between husband and wife.

Now, the bad relationship between husband and wife is mostly caused by the fact that husband and wife are too busy and ignore love.

The relationship between Yang Tianshi and his wife is very good. Yang Xin will be very happy all his life if he has a good mentor like his parents.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaofan and Yang Xin went to antique street to participate in activities. When they got off to the front of antique street.

I'm really surprised, not to mention the antique street. The market outside the antique street is very large. There are a lot of things on the stall, which dazzles the people.

"Xin'er, let's go to the market outside first, and then look inside! Maybe we can find some treasure!"

Yang Xin disagrees.

"The things outside here are all fake tricks made by some merchants who have no money. They can only make people drill holes. What can be good? We'd better go directly to antique street."

"What's in there is valuable. My father said that he chose a dowry for me today. You love my father's money so much and choose stall goods for me."

"Hehe, that's not what I mean. Sometimes things outside are not necessarily worse than those inside. Listen to me. Let's turn around first."

"If there's nothing that interests me, we'll listen to you. Go inside and buy it directly in the boutique."

Yang Xin can't beat Zhang Xiaofan.

"Well, do as you say."

Yang Xin promised. Zhang Xiaofan pulled Yang Xin to turn. The perspective eye was always open. Pay attention to good things.

But things are really like what Yang Xin said. There are no good things. The most valuable thing is tens of thousands of yuan. This money can't move Zhang Xiaofan at all.

However, when Zhang Xiaofan took back his eyes and was ready to enter the antique street with Yang Xin, a picture attracted Zhang Xiaofan.

There is a dragon and a tiger painted on it. After passing through the calligraphy and painting, there is a pair of words. Some formulas written on it make Zhang Xiaofan feel that it is the method of cultivation.

"The cultivation methods hidden in calligraphy and painting are really rare."

Zhang Xiaofan muttered in his heart, went to the stall owner and asked how much the calligraphy and painting was.

The stall owner didn't know whether calligraphy and painting were valuable.

"Young master, you have good eyesight. It's said that this calligraphy and painting is an authentic work of Tang Bohu. It's invaluable. If you like it, give it a reasonable price."

When Zhang Xiaofan heard the speech, he stretched out three fingers and planned to buy the painting with 30 million yuan. The stall owner shook his head.

"No, no, 30 yuan is too little. At least 300 yuan is not enough. You can give 200 yuan, 30 yuan, not even a good meal."

Zhang Xiaofan vomited blood when he heard the speech. His seemingly priceless things only cost 300 yuan. It's too hurtful.

However, these bosses are insatiable. If you pay $3 million at this time, he may not buy things for you. For $200, he asks to buy things for you.

"Two hundred, a little high. In this way, I'll give you one hundred and fifty. You buy me that picture. Seriously, I only pay one hundred and fifty because the meaning of the dragon and tiger is good. If you don't sell it, it's OK."

The boss was so happy that he took it from a farmer's house for ten yuan. Unexpectedly, it was worth one hundred and five yuan. It was enough to turn it over for fifteen times. It was good enough, so he gave it to Zhang Xiaofan.

When Zhang Xiaofan paid the money, Yang Xin felt very boring. People with status like them felt boring without tens of millions of transactions.

Zhang Xiaofan spent 150 yuan to sell a painting and calligraphy. It's really puzzling. If anyone knew her now, he would come and laugh at her and make her ashamed.

Sure enough, at this time, a college classmate came over holding her boyfriend's arm and couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"Hehe, Yang Xin, you are from the Yang family in Haidong city. How can you be with a farmer?"

"Still selling stall goods, is it a shame that your Yang family is bankrupt and even want the things on the stall?"

Yang Xin's face was red, and Zhang Xiaofan looked at the girl. He was very confident, and a sense of pride came out of his bones.

"There are times when the goods on the ground are brilliant. Don't look at the picture in my hand. It's not worth money now."

"When we get to the boutique and let those big appraisers appreciate it, it may be worth hundreds of millions. I'm afraid we'll hit some people in the face at that time."

The girl giggled at the words.

"Farmers are farmers. They think about counter attacks all day. What they buy at a stall is worth more than 100 million."

"It's funny, too. That thing is like you. It's rubbish. Rubbish, do you understand?"

Zhang Xiaofan doesn't know what the girl has against Yang Xin. She speaks so unkindly, but she knows Yang Xin's identity and dares to scold Yang Xin's friends.

It must be a person with a good background, but so what? If he scolds him for garbage, he should let this woman know the taste of being trampled by garbage.