After breakfast with Fu Pei, Fu Fen had to send Fu tin back to his villa.

Mingzhi had been waiting in the villa last night. When she heard Fu back, she took her hand and said, "listen, your grandmother didn't mean to do it yesterday. She has let go of her mouth and won't interfere with your affairs with Xiaomei. Can you stop being angry?"

Fu listen to good temper smile, "I'm not angry, I know too grandma is for me and dad."

Mingzhi immediately relaxed, with a smile on her face and gently rubbed Fu Tin's hair. "In a few days, it's the old lady's birthday party. We're going to announce your existence at the birthday party. Do you think it's OK to listen?"

Fu listened and nodded, and then said, "my father is still on the rise in his career. I think it is better not to say that I am his daughter."

After all, how can a normal person synthesize a child with her own genes? She doesn't want to be caught by black powder to attack her father.

Fu Pei also told her last night that he planned to announce it to the public after he became the film emperor and had a strong and stable foundation.

Mingzhi, of course, respects Fu listen's choice. She thinks about it and gently reminds her, "there will be a lot of upper class people coming to the birthday party. Listen, you should prepare a birthday gift for the old lady."

Fu listened to nodded thoughtfully.

*

Cen tired was also concerned about the birthday ceremony. This was the first time that Fu tin faced the aristocratic circle as a granddaughter of the Fu family. He had to buy a birthday gift to support his face.

He drove Fu ting to the antique dungeon.

Nowadays, celebrities and nobles are keen on collecting valuable things, such as gold and antiques, which can be added in value, and become more precious as time goes by.

The ancient city is very big, and there are stalls everywhere. Some people sell real goods and some people sell fake goods. It depends on whether you have the eyesight. If you buy a real one, you will be lucky. If you buy a fake, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Fu tin walked in and looked at the stalls one by one.

Finally, the eyes are fixed on a beautiful line, beige glaze, crisscross ice cracks, grain porcelain!

The stall owner is a bald man, actively recommended, "girl, what a good eye! This is the ice crack of porcelain in the Southern Song Dynasty. It has a history of thousands of years. It only needs one million! "

Ice crack, also known as kaipian yuan, is an ancient Chinese ceramic firing process. It was originally a variety of Longquan celadon. It is called because of its cracks like ice and lamination, which has a three-dimensional sense. The process of making ice crack is very complicated, which was lost after the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Treasures like this can be sent directly to the National Museum of cultural relics. A million is really a good deal.

Fu didn't speak yet. A black old man with a stall next door laughed, "he is a fake. It's a broken glass bottle. You can buy several for ten yuan. You'd better come here and have a look. I have a lot of good things."

Fu listened to the trend and saw that the little old man's stall was full of dark and unknown antiques, which could drop several layers of dust.

People who come to Gudong city can't even look at him.

The bald man angrily scolded, "you dead old boss, who can look up to your junk, don't disturb my business."

He said, and to Fu heard, "little girl, don't listen to him, he is a charlatan, sell all scrap iron."

Fu tin pursed his lips and laughed, and did not make any evaluation.

"Boss, since this lady is hesitant, I will take it."

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