Treasure Hunt America

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On the way back, Candace sat next to him and snickered.

"Is it so funny?"

Jin Muchen asked embarrassedly.

"Of course, you fool, you didn't even know how to apply for a gun license before you came here to buy a gun?"

"Uh... I thought about it, but I forgot..."

Jin Muchen's defense seemed very pale.

For the next few days, Jin Muchen stayed at home, Candace and his family went on vacation, and he could only honestly wait for his gun license to be mailed quickly, but this was a bit wishful thinking.

First, the efficiency of the government departments in Laomei is not flattering. Second, because the Christmas holiday is coming soon, the government departments and postal departments will have a holiday, so his gun license can only be obtained after the New Year's Day holiday. Might be in hand.

However, Wang Xueming was very trustworthy. He arrived in the afternoon on the third day after New Year's Day, and this time he came in a big battle.

Three black Chevrolet avalanche SUV off-road vehicles, the posture is absolutely comparable to the governor's trip, it seems that he attaches great importance to this trip to the United States.

Fang Bo brought Jin Muchen to the door, Wang Xueming brought a group of people through the door and chatted with each other laughingly.

"Uncle Wang, what kind of treasure is there in this broken place? You're not being deceived, are you?"

Just when Wang Xueming, Fang Bo and Jin Muchen were laughing and chatting together, a discordant voice suddenly rang from the side.

These words were very harsh, and Jin Muchen and Fang Bo changed their faces when they heard it, and they turned their heads to look behind Wang Xueming.

It was a pale young man. At this time, he was covering his mouth with a handkerchief, as if there was some strange smell in their store. He looked at Jin Muchen and Fang Bo with disdain in their eyes.

At this time, it happened to be the cold winter season in New York, but this young man was probably trying to be cool, so he wore very little. He was wearing a slim suit with an open neckline, revealing a platinum chain with a thick finger at the neckline. It was a cross studded with diamonds, and on top of the cross was a jade ring.

This person is very thin, his face is as pale as paper, long hair with hairspray, slender eyes, a straight nose bridge, thin lips, if you look at it from a distance, he is still handsome, but if you look closely, it will give people a look A very cool feeling, coupled with his outfit, the whole person has a frivolous temperament.

The two people standing next to him were different from him. One was an old man with gray hair, but he was dressed in simple casual clothes, but his face was ruddy, and his whole body exuded a bookish scent. old man.

There is also an old man over sixty years old, with white hair and beard, not tall, but his face is ruddy and well-maintained. Judging by his temperament and posture, he is standing next to him.

Standing behind the two old men was a woman in her twenties. This woman was slender and was wearing a camel-colored woolen coat with an open neckline, revealing a black work clothes inside.

She has long black hair in a bun and hangs it behind her head, her skin is as white as jade, her eyebrows are as bright as jade, her eyebrows are star-shaped, her nose is straight, and she has a small cherry mouth. The image of a typical Chinese classical beauty, but the temperament of this beauty It was colder, Jin Muchen looked at it at a glance, and suddenly thought of Kate, the policewoman who had asked him something in the hospital before.

The temperament of these two women is too similar, and they are the kind of proper queens.

There was another person standing next to the frivolous young man. This person was about forty years old, with a medium build, a Chinese-style face, a pair of brown sunglasses, and a stern, dignified appearance.

The young man opened his mouth like this, and the white-haired old man standing on the other side didn't say anything, but there was a hint of disgust in the eyes of the woman beside him.

Wang Xueming looked a little embarrassed at this time, and quickly explained with a smile to Fangbo and Jin Muchen.

"Boss Fang, don't mind Xiaojin brother, that Xiao Song is the son of a friend of mine in China, and his family is also in the antique business in China. This time I heard that you have good things here, and his family asked him to come over. Long experience. Children are ignorant, so don't take it to heart."

Fang Bo has been in Farah's Antique Store for so many years, and naturally he has seen everyone. Of course, he will not have the same knowledge as such a boy who has no hair.

But Jin Muchen was different from Uncle Fang. It was nothing at first, but when the guy opened his mouth like this, he was already uncomfortable. If it wasn't for Wang Xueming to be their big customer, he would have already opened his mouth and blasted that guy out. .

And the young man naturally noticed Jin Muchen's eyes, but instead he snorted coldly and turned his head to the side with disdain.

"Come on, Uncle Fang, let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Yang Tianming, and this Professor Yang is the expert I invited this time. He is an expert in the identification of domestic porcelain. Before he retired, he was the Palace Museum in Beijing. The chief researcher of , is now the president of our domestic Antiques and Art Appraisal Association."

Wang Xueming pulled the white-haired old man down in front of Uncle Fang and introduced him to Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang reached out and gave Professor Yang a firm grip.

"I have long admired the name."

"you are welcome."

The background of this old man is really not small. If in the domestic antique circle, as long as the name of the Palace Museum is raised, it will definitely shock a group of people, and others will definitely hold these experts up, but Fang Bo is staying abroad. After a long time, I didn't really catch a cold with these experts, and I just said a few words of courtesy.

The other party was also calm. The woman standing beside him was Yang Tianming's granddaughter and assistant Yang Xueli.

This woman and everyone are a cold queen, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable, but it also highlights her professional temperament.

"This one is Professor Yang's friend. Come and have a look."

Looking at Wang Xueming's attitude towards this old man, it is obvious that he is not very familiar with this old man. It may be that Professor Yang insisted on letting this old friend come over, and he could not refuse.

Fang Bo and the old man made two simple polite sentences. And this old man Hou also has self-knowledge. After Wang Xueming made an introduction, he stood beside Professor Yang and did not speak.

As for the face with the national character standing next to the frivolous youth, Wang Xueming also introduced Fang Bo and the others.

"This is a celebrity in the antique circle of our capital, a senior appraiser of Treasure House, Master Gu Ligu. Uncle Fang, you also know that the treasures we have traded this time are extraordinary, so I invited a few experts to help Check it out, don't you mind?"

This Wang Xueming can speak, Fang Bo just smiled and nodded.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's start now!"

After Fang Bo finished speaking, several people nodded, and then got up and took out a few treasures that had been prepared for a long time and placed them on the front counter.

Seeing these things, Wang Xueming's eyes lit up. He has been playing with antiques for a while. He can tell what is good and what is bad.

Take the items on the table as an example, the small jade handles are not counted, but these three pieces of porcelain are all rare and good things.

The Yongzheng Cong vase with a red background and a pastel pattern for ladies, and the large Han Fangzun with peacock green glaze and double beast ears, are not small in size and very fine in workmanship. They are indeed fine works of official and folk kilns. .

If the identification is correct, just taking these two pieces will make him a worthwhile trip.

"Professor Yang, Master Gu, and Teacher Hou, please help Zhang Zhangyan!"

Wang Xueming didn't do it himself, but said to the three specially invited experts around him. The three nodded and walked forward, but the granddaughter of Professor Yang also followed.

Standing behind them, Jin Muchen looked at Wang Xueming's respectful appearance to these experts, and knew that these people must have a lot of backgrounds.

Several appraisal experts came out, but Wang Xueming and Jin Muchen didn't get close to them, and even Uncle Fang retreated from the counter. After all, the place there was relatively small, and as soon as the other party made a move, he knew that they were experts. , no need to look in front of you. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Wang Xueming took Fang Bo to sit on the sofa near the door, and Jin Muchen poured them two cups of tea and brought them up.

"Che, do you think it's a good thing? You dare to call it a national treasure? Uncle Wang and the others aren't fooling you, right? How many bottles do we have in our family?"

The frivolous voice rang in his ears again, and it turned out that the young master did not know when, but actually ran to their side.

When Fang Bo and Jin Muchen heard this, their expressions immediately changed, how could this child be so uneducated?

Wang Xueming was also embarrassed: "Xiao Song, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

When Wang Xueming said this, the frivolous young man pouted and stopped talking.

"This child's name is Song Shilun. It's the child of a friend of mine in China. Their family is also in the antique business in the capital. It's quite a big business. Have you all heard of the name of Zangbaozhai?"

Jin Muchen had never been in this circle before, so he had never heard of this name, and Fang Bodao had nothing to say.

"This Treasure House was founded by his grandfather, Mr. Song Shuyun. Over the years, this has always been the case in the domestic antique circle."

Wang Xueming stretched out the thumb of his right hand, and the frivolous young master snorted softly when he heard Wang Xueming say this.

"The ancient master I invited today is the direct disciple who Song Shuyun sent to the old man, and now he is the treasurer of their treasure house!"

Where did Wang Xueming talk endlessly, but he didn't notice that Fang Bo had changed his face.