Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Juqizhai.

"Gathering all the rare treasures from all over the world, this name is so grand!"

The speaker has a round figure, wears a wide silk robe, holds a folding fan and taps his palms, looking exactly like a fat man from TV.

"Walk!"

He waved his hand and led his companions forward:

"Go in and have a look."

"You two stay here." One person stretched out his hand to block the way and said with a smile:

"Juqizhai is holding an industry trade fair in the past two days. We will not do business with tourists for the time being. We hope the boss will show his respect."

"I know."

The fat man raised his eyebrows:

"Old Qin, I came here specifically to attend the trade fair."

"That's it." The other party suddenly said:

"Then please pay the admission fee."

"How many?"

"Three hundred thousand."

"What?"

When the fat man raised his voice, the expression of the man following him also changed.

"no!"

Turning sideways, the fat man said angrily:

"I have been to many places, including top foreign auctions, and I have never heard of an admission fee of 300,000 yuan."

"It's just a capital verification, but you actually collect money directly?"

"That's what the boss said." The other party nodded:

"But this is a unique rule of our Juqizhai. Except for the guests who have received the invitation, there are certain conditions for outsiders to participate."

"Look."

He turned sideways to get rid of the wooden sign behind him. There was a notice written in black and white on it, but it was still early in the day and could easily be ignored.

"Ah……"

When the fat man saw this, he said coldly:

"No wonder no one came."

At this time,

A man and a woman walked slowly.

The men wear Taoist robes, have long hair, and have an extraordinary temperament; the women have outstanding looks and graceful figures, and their slim-fitting professional attire is just right.

It was Fang Zheng and both of them.

"Taoist Master."

Dong Lin spoke:

"This is Juqizhai."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded, turned over his hand and took out a bank card:

"Where to pay?"

"This way!" The manager guarding the door lit up and came over hurriedly:

"Boss... the Taoist Priest should know the rules here, right?"

"After entering, you have half an hour to select antiques. No matter they are real or fake, you can enter. The reason why the time is limited is also a test."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded indifferently.

The other party skillfully swiped the card to collect the money, and called a waiter to lead the way, leading the two of them to the lobby of Juqizhai.

What comes into view are various antiques placed on shelves, tables, and corners.

Densely packed.

Dong Lin pursed her dry lips and felt her heartbeat speed up and her breathing become unsmooth. This was a blind box that happened once every 300,000 times!

If you don’t pick the right one, it’s just an admission ticket.

For her, whose monthly salary is only a little over 6,000 yuan, it would take several years to earn 300,000 yuan without food or drink, but now it is gone in the blink of an eye.

"Old Song."

The fat man who was yelling outside the door also walked in and winked at the people around him:

"It's all on you!"

"Boss." Lao Song said with a forced smile:

"I try my best."

Although he is well-known in the antique industry, he is not an expert in distinguishing authenticity from the fake. It is really difficult to choose an authentic one from so many antiques in half an hour.

The key is……

Many of the antiques here look very real and are top-notch imitations that even connoisseurs can spot.

The grasp is too small!

The fat man ignored him, stepped in front of Fang Zheng, smiled and stretched out his hand:

"Taoist Master, let's get to know each other."

"My name is Qin Song. I am in the steel business in Lingzhou. My friends call me Fatty Qin. This time I come to Haizhou with my elders to get to know each other."

"Boss Qin." Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and said slowly:

"The way of the Heavenly Master is upright."

"Tianshi Dao?" Fatty Qin rolled his eyes:

"Where did the Taoist master make his fortune?"

"Qushi." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Do a little business."

"Small business?" Fatty Qin said with a smile:

"The card that the Taoist Master has is not something that people who do small business can have. As far as I know, you need to have a deposit of at least one billion to get one."

Deposits of one billion and assets of one billion are two completely different concepts.

Many billionaires may not have billions in savings.

thus,

That bank card is extremely rare!

Part of the reason why Fatty Qin was willing to pay 300,000 yuan was because he thought about whether he could have a friendship with Fang Zheng.

Dong Lin on the side was short of breath when she heard this, and couldn't help but look at Fang Zheng seriously again. Is this Taoist priest actually a billionaire?

So was it too casual to treat someone to roadside breakfast just now?

Can……

The other party eats from a roadside stall very skillfully, no different from a migrant worker at a construction site, and does not look like a billionaire at all.

"Yeah?"

Fang Zheng smiled lightly:

"I don't know if there is such a thing about bank cards."

"Haha..." Fatty Qin said with a smile:

"A master of cultivation like Taoist Priest will naturally not care about such vulgar things, so I, Fatty Qin, only focus on such things."

"Um?"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, pointed at the old man and the young man who had just come in from the door and walked straight in and shouted:

"Why can the two of them go in directly without taking out the invitation?"

"This is Mr. Cui." The manager who came over explained:

"Mr. Cui is a veteran in the antiques business. He has appraised countless treasures over the years and has never been beaten in the eyes. It is a honor for us to have him here at Juqizhai."

"snort!"

Fatty Qin looked disdainful:

"It turns out that you are just waiting for others to serve you."

"clatter……"

The old man and the young man stopped when they heard the sound, and turned back to look this way, as if they had not expected that their arrival would cause controversy.

"master."

The young man straightened his head, his appearance was not too outstanding, but he was full of energy. When he saw this, he rolled his eyes, raised his hands and said:

"How about you go in first and I stay and play."

"Well……"

The old man had gray hair and an immortal spirit. Hearing the words, he nodded slowly:

"That's fine."

"I'll wait for you inside."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the inside under the guidance of the two waiters, leaving the young man to turn around and walk towards a few people.

"Fat man."

The young man raised his eyebrows:

"If I stay, there will be one less good thing here, and your chance of choosing the real thing will be one less. Don't think it is a good thing."

"snort!"

Fatty Qin snorted coldly:

"It's not a bad tone. If you have the ability, take your pick!"

The young man smiled lightly and asked the manager to swipe his card to pay. He turned around and looked at the many antiques in the field, his expression slightly condensed.

Fang Zheng reached out and gently rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes lit up.

Qi gazing!

All of a sudden.

Everything in front of me has changed.

A colorful and colorful hazy atmosphere envelopes everything in the world, whether it is the living people present or the dead things in the scene.

Even the ground beneath his feet and the room he was in were filled with aura.

Some are thick, some are light, some have a clear glow, some have a white light, most of them are extremely thin, and only a few have a strong scent.

If your eyes are focused on something, you can even see some afterimages. Experts in the art can even deduce the past of the object.

certainly,

Currently, Fang Zheng does not have such means, but he is already able to identify what is precious.

There is almost no business that specializes in counterfeiting antiques in other worlds, because no matter how similar the counterfeiting is, it cannot hide the discernment of practitioners.

Well……

Fang Zheng paused for a moment and reached for a manuscript on the table.

"Um?"

Just when he touched the manuscript, the young man on the side also reached out to grab it. Their fingers touched lightly and they couldn't help but look surprised.

Fangzheng tilted his head and extended his hand to indicate:

"Little brother, please go first."

"No, no." The young man waved his hands repeatedly:

"The Taoist Master chose it first, how could I take it first?"

"Please!"

The other party had already encountered the manuscript, so he was indeed a step too late. There was a bit of regret in his voice, but he actually admired Fangzheng's magnanimity.

"Well."

Fang Zheng smiled lightly, picked up the manuscript and nodded to the two of them:

"See you inside."

"See you inside!"

"Taoist Master, walk slowly."

The young man and Fatty Qin spoke together, then looked at each other, snorted and turned away.

…………

The back door of Juqizhai is connected to an antique courtyard, which has rockeries, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and the area is not small.

Entering the main hall, someone immediately greeted me.

"Master Fang."

The visitor was a beautiful woman in her thirties, wearing a cheongsam with slits on both sides up to the top of her thighs, showing off her long legs when she walked.

"The Taoist Master's discerning eye was like a torch, and he actually selected the most expensive "Xiangzu Notes" among the genuine products at a glance."

The woman smiled and said:

"I don't know if the Taoist Master is planning to take action. There are a few friends here who are willing to buy it. The price is... quite reasonable."

"Taoist Master." Dong Lin introduced in a low voice:

"Her name is Song Xin, the youngest daughter of Song Lao, the owner of Juqizhai."

"oh!"

Founder clearly understood:

"How much is the bid?"

"Two million." Song Xin squinted her eyes and turned them into crescents:

"The Taoist priest can also tell you a price."

"Just two million." Fang Zheng shook his head. For him, millions were not worth wasting time, so he handed over the manuscript directly:

"The other party will pay the tax. Could you please Miss Song to help draw up a contract?"

"OK!"

Song Xin should be:

"soon."

Everything that happened in the front could be seen through the surveillance in the backyard. When she saw someone selected the most expensive "Xiangzu Notes", she immediately contacted the interested buyer.

but……

It was still unexpected that the transaction was so smooth.

This Taoist priest seemed to regard money as nothing, and he sold the things without any intention of bargaining.

and,

The expression on his face remained unchanged from beginning to end.

There was no excitement of making more than one million in the blink of an eye, nor was there the complacency of choosing the genuine item from many antiques, everything was very indifferent.

On the other hand, Dong Lin's eyes were wide open, her breathing was rapid, and she was holding on to the pillar on the side with both hands, unable to even stand.

Two million?

Did the Taoist priest choose the genuine product?

Just by changing hands like this, you made a profit of 1.7 million?

I earn 6,000 a month, but after one year, not counting the year-end bonus, I will only have 70,000. If I earn 1.7 million, I need to work for... twenty-four years!

Even in Haizhou, a place where land is at a premium, 1.7 million is almost enough for a down payment.

Oh My God!

Although she was engaged in antique sales and had seen large transactions involving hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars, she had never participated in such a close encounter.

For a time, my mood fluctuated rapidly and I couldn't control myself.

"Taoist Priest!"

"Taoist Priest!"

The contract had just been signed here when Fatty Qin and the young man also walked in, but their expressions were completely opposite.

Fatty Qin's face turned dark, and the young man was in high spirits.

Obviously,

The antiques they chose were one fake and one real.

"My name is Su Jin."

The young man cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"I just became a disciple of Mr. Cui a few days ago. I admire the Taoist priest for his extraordinary vision!"

"Taoist Master." Fatty Qin sighed:

"If I had known you were willing to sell the manuscript, I would have paid for it, two million... I could have added hundreds of thousands more."

"There are a lot of things here." Fang Zheng said with a smile:

"You can buy whatever you want."

"That's all we can do." Fatty Qin looked helpless.

This area is very large, with more than 300 square meters in this area alone, and various antiques are scattered throughout.

Calligraphy and painting, porcelain, bronze, miscellaneous items...

Everything you need.

Some are covered by glass covers, and some are placed on tables or shelves for everyone to watch. There are brief introductions and selling prices on the labels below.

Covered ones are obviously more expensive.

Contrary to imagination, antiques do not always cost millions or tens of millions. In fact, most of them cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

Some objects from the Song and Ming Dynasties are not expensive either.

"Taoist Master."

Perhaps because Fang Zheng was a little curious, Song Xin did not leave after completing the transaction, but introduced to several people on the side:

"The antiques here are all genuine, with certificates issued by experts. Some belong to our Juqizhai, and some are brought to exhibitions by colleagues."

“If you are interested, you can contact the seller.”

"How did I hear..." Fatty Qin said curiously:

"There's going to be an auction here?"

"Yes." Song Xin nodded:

"But it's still early and we need to wait for a while before it starts. If you want to take a rest, you can go to the second floor. There are free refreshments above."

"The auctions are all high-quality products, and you will not be disappointed."

"Miss Song." Fang Zheng asked:

"Will Lu Qigong from the Layman Hall come today?"

"Mr. Lu." Song Xin shook her head:

"Mr. Lu was feeling a little unwell and went to Beijing Hospital. I'm afraid he won't be back this year."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng frowned:

"Can I contact him?"

"That's no problem." Song Xin nodded:

"Taoist priest, do you have something to do with Mr. Lu?"

"It's no big deal." Fang Zheng said:

"I'm going out this time because I want to meet some of my colleagues."

Comrade?

Mr. Lu used to be a Taoist priest?

Song Xin looked suspicious.

"well!"

At this time, Su Jin's eyes lit up, he reached out and pointed to the crowd, and said excitedly:

"That's not...it's not...what is it called?"

"Star He Quan."

Fatty Qin curled his lips:

"I can't even pronounce my name, why are you so excited?"

"I know her name is He Quan." Su Jin rolled his eyes:

"I just didn't think about it for a moment, why would she come here?"

"He Quan married Xiying, a second-generation rich man, and her husband was a businessman. What's so strange about coming here?" Fatty Qin shook his head:

"Most of the female celebrities of her generation married the rich second generation. Except for a few who had no choice but to come back after divorce, the others were similar to her."

"At home, I look after my husband and raise my children, and when I'm away, I go out to discuss business with my husband. Of course, there are also cases where my husband's business has gone bankrupt and he comes out to live stream and deliver goods."

"This way..." Su Jin put his chin in his hand:

"Do all big stars like the rich second generation?"

"Everyone likes money." Fatty Qin said:

"Back then, the domestic market had just opened up, and wealth was concentrated in the hands of businessmen and big bosses. Female celebrities were also rushing to marry into wealthy families."

"Xiao Tao, Qing Gege, Xiao Yanzi, etc., that group of top female stars, almost all have had scandals with big bosses and rich second generations."

"Ah!" Su Jin's eyes brightened:

"Fat brother, please tell me in detail."

"Call me Brother Qin!" Fatty Qin raised his eyebrows with a proud look on his face:

"Huang Yi, International Chapter... none of the top celebrities back then had anything to do with rich people, but at that time these things had low influence and not many people cared about them."

"It can't be done now. Technology is advanced and news spreads quickly. Celebrities don't dare to be too aggressive. If you are interested, you can check the information online."

"Let's talk again,"

"Today's big stars don't look down on the rich second generation."

"Ah!" Su Jin was stunned:

"Why?"

"Because they are rich themselves." Fatty Qin shrugged:

"Since various capitals entered the entertainment industry twenty years ago, the value of celebrities has expanded rapidly. The annual income of top celebrities can exceed that of most listed companies."

"Some second-rate celebrities can earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions a year. How many rich second-generation people can they take notice of?"

"snort!"

"You see, now a certain power, a certain Ying... are all internally digested by our own people. Who will be the rich second generation?"

"Back then, only Jinsuo dared to say that she didn't need to marry a rich man and that she was rich. Now every female star can say the same."

"This is a good thing." Song Xin nodded:

"It shows that women no longer need to rely on men, they can survive independently and live better."

"Not really."

Fatty Qin shook his head:

"It should be where the money goes, where the people go."

"In those days, rich people were all big bosses. A few years ago, rich people were all big stars. Wherever there was money, these people would marry."

"With the current salary limit, the life of big stars is not very easy, at least not as easy as before. Female stars in the future may not marry anchors and the like."

"Personal achievements should be attributed to the times and luck, not just to one's own efforts. This must be understood clearly."

"What Fat Brother said is profound." Su Jin gave a thumbs up:

"admire!"

"Haha..." Fatty Qin laughed loudly, the gloom on his face swept away, and his eyebrows were dancing:

"Of course!"

"Xiao Jin!" At this time, a coercive voice sounded:

"What are you doing?"

"master!"

Su Jin straightened his body and said honestly:

"I'm looking at antiques."

"snort!"

Mr. Cui walked over and hummed:

"I'm really looking at antiques. I'm laughing and joking but nothing serious."

"Mr. Cui!"

"Mr. Cui!"

"..."

Song Xin and Fatty Qin quickly saluted the visitor, and Fang Zheng also nodded.

The idea of ​​master-apprentice inheritance is no longer popular in modern society, but this situation still exists in some traditional industries, such as the antique industry.

even.

The relationship between master and apprentice is stronger than that between father and son.

Because the apprentice will inherit the true skills of the master and inherit some of the master's family business. Even if it is a biological son, the son may have to rely on the apprentice to take care of him.

That's why Mr. Cui's harshness towards Su Jin seems so natural.

"master."

Su Jin whispered:

"While I was chatting with friends, I was also looking at antiques. Look at this one. It looks like a modern imitation. Why is it marked on the label as being from the Tang Dynasty?"

Several people heard the sound and looked over.

What was placed in front of a few people was a wood carving of an animal head. There were cracks on the edges of the wood carving. The quality was poor and the workmanship was poor. It looked like a toy in the hands of a child. The seller quoted a price of only 180,000 yuan.

The key is……

The animal head is neither a dragon nor a tiger, nor is it any of the strange beasts recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas or ancient books. It is more like some magical animal imagined by modern people.

"Well……"

Cui Lao gently stroked his beard and nodded slowly:

"You're right. This thing can be said to be 'fake' at first sight, but it should have been tested for carbon 14 to determine the production age."

"However, carbon 14 detection has limitations. Once exposed, it will decay rapidly and become inaccurate, so no one may recognize it as an antique in the future."

"One hundred and eighty thousand..."

"Half antiques and half works of art are sold. This situation is rare but it does happen."

"master."

Su Jin frowned:

"Is it really an antique?"

"Also close to ten." Mr. Cui nodded:

"When you play with antiques for a long time, you will have a feeling that you can tell whether something is real or fake as soon as you hold it. This thing feels like real to me."

"Really?" Fatty Qin looked surprised:

"You can tell the truth as soon as you get started. Master, do you still have this ability?"

"Master is very capable." Su Jin hummed:

"You don't understand at all!"

Cui Lao shook his head slightly and squinted at the animal-headed wood carving in front of him. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and his expression became a little solemn.

After a moment, he nodded slowly:

"It's an object from the Tang Dynasty."

"Xiao Song, wrap it up for me and go back to study it."

"Yes." Song Xin responded and smiled at the same time:

"As you said, this item costs more than 180,000 yuan. The person who takes it out will probably regret it."

"Qi-watching technique!"

At this time, Fangzheng Youyou, who had been silent all this time, said:

"I didn't expect that I would meet a fellow student here."

Fatty Qin was stunned.

He kept paying attention to the changes in Fang Zheng's expression.

No matter what,

This wealthy Taoist priest gave people a feeling of calmness and calmness from beginning to end.

Whether it was buying and selling antiques or celebrity gossip, although he kept listening and talking, his expression was calm and his eyes did not waver.

It's just like……

Everything has nothing to do with it.

Just like the immortals who are not affected by the cause and effect of the mortal world.

Only at this time, ripples appeared in his eyes and his expression became strange, as if he had found something he was interested in.

"The way of the Heavenly Master is upright."

Founder handed over:

"I've met Mr. Cui."

"Tianshi Dao." Mr. Cui's expression was solemn, and he subconsciously took a step back, looking fearful for some reason:

"Does the Taoist Master know the art of looking at the Qi?"

"I know a little bit." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Pindao is going on a long trip this time because he wants to communicate with some colleagues. He saw a love charm before and came here specifically to look for Mr. Lu Qigong."

"I didn't expect to see Mr. Cui here."

"Love spell? Talisman?" Cui Lao's eyes flickered, and then he said:

"Daoist Fang is afraid that you have found the wrong person. Lao Lu is not the person you are looking for. The spell in his hand was obtained from another person."

"oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, cupped his hands and said:

"Appreciate further details."

"There's no hurry." Cui Lao stretched out his hand and said:

"Let's sit down and talk."

"Boom!"

Just then, the drums sounded.

The auction officially begins.

"I'm not in a hurry." Fang Zheng turned around and looked at the arranged auction site:

"We can wait until the auction is over to discuss it."

"yes."

Cui Lao nodded, and his attitude became extremely respectful unknowingly:

"Taoist Master please!"

"Mr. Cui please!"