Super Fire Appreciation Treasure Live Room

Chapter 423 The Boss of Fuyao Pavilion
With the 5000 yuan in his left pocket and the painting in the rouge box in his hand, Lin Feng walked out of the gold-encrusted jade shop.

He walked around the antique street, but he didn't see the Fuyao Pavilion mentioned by Jin Xiangyu. Could it be that this girl is lying to himself.

Just thinking about it, suddenly at the corner at the end of the antique street, I heard the voices of people.

She looked over there curiously, and saw Fuyao Pavilion written on a large plaque in gold letters on an antique decorated shop.

Seeing these three words, his heart fell from his throat to his stomach.

If there is really no such shop, if it is really Jin Xiangyu who is harming him, then I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to find jelly.

Entering Fuyao Pavilion, he did not speak first, but what were his people doing?
Everyone is taking pictures of an ancient painting, which is pretty good, at least from the appearance, but I have no research on ancient paintings.

And no one here knows me and just shut up.

In order not to anger the boss of Fuyao Pavilion for a while, if he doesn't sell things to himself, it will be troublesome.

"Next is a wishful handle, let's appraise it together!"

After speaking, the boss was carrying a tray with a handle of emerald green Ruyi. You must know that Ruyi was always a popular item in the imperial palace in ancient times.

Whether it is rewarding ministers or concubines, the emperor usually gives a wishful statue, which means that they are going well and everything is going well!

As long as this thing appears, it must be connected with the palace, and it will naturally fetch a good price.

Lin Feng looked at Ruyi with his eyes and unexpectedly found that there was no halo on it. Could it be that this thing is fake?

But generally Ruyi is an object in the palace, how could someone be bored enough to make this thing in a small private workshop?
Then there is only one possibility. With the rise of foreign markets, modern imitation has also become popular.

But most of those imitation things are sold to foreigners. Anyone in the country who has played with them is an expert and will not be deceived so easily.

The behavior of the boss of the drug taking pavilion made him somewhat unpredictable.

The Ruyi discerning eye knew it was a fake at a glance, but he asked for a price of 1 yuan.

Others also followed suit and increased by 1 yuan, and in the end this little Ruyi was sold at a price of 1 yuan.

This simply made Lin Feng never imagined that it would not be easy for a statue to be sold for such a price.

It seems that the owner of this Fuyao Pavilion has two brushes. At this moment, a ragged man walked in outside the door.

As soon as he entered the store, he threw the miscellaneous things in his arms onto the table.

The quality of the things inside is not very high, and no one should be able to appreciate it, but they didn't expect that everyone was scrambling to get to the table.

The behavior of the people here is really weird, and they don't know what's going on, their own affairs are important, and they don't have time to talk to them.

Thinking of this, he still turned around in the store, and suddenly found a rouge box on a cabinet in the corner, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Boss, how do you sell your stuff?"

As soon as this remark came out, he was thrown out by the boss of Fuyao Pavilion. Lin Feng was still a little puzzled, why he was thrown out without saying anything.

From the stairs of the Fuyao Pavilion, he almost didn't fall down due to inertia, but fortunately a middle-aged man stretched out his hand to support him.

Otherwise, he didn’t know what terrible things would happen. He patted the dust on his body and shouted to the boss inside.

The middle-aged man behind him patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, signaling him not to be angry.

"The boss of Fuyao Pavilion is like this. He doesn't talk speculatively, little brother doesn't know what you like, and he doesn't know how you told him!"

"Don't mention it, I fell in love with a rouge gouache box in the store, so I casually asked the boss how to sell it, but he found someone to kick me out!"

The more Lin Feng talked, the more excited and angry he became. How could such a person do business?

The counterfeit products in his store are so scrambling, but the rouge and gouache box is not a good item either.

"My little brother, the owner of Fuyao Pavilion, has a strange temperament. Which rouge powder do you like? Why don't I ask for you? At least I still have a little face in front of him!"

Thinking that this was the last thing, I still try my best to finish it, so I cupped my hands and said thank you to the man.

Not long after the man entered the store, he came out with two rouge boxes in his hand.

"Little brother, which one do you want to buy? Tell me!"

"That's right! Brother, thank you!"

The man who heard him say this smiled and didn't say much.

He returned the remaining one to the store owner, and then told himself that the owner of the rouge box told him to give it to him.

Lin Feng opened his eyes wide in surprise, he didn't expect that he didn't spend any money, what's going on?

"Brother, what the hell is going on with this electricity, it makes me foggy!"

"It's a long story. The owner of Fuyao Pavilion lost his child for some reason two years ago. Since then, the owner has become weird."

Only then did Lin Feng feel relieved. It turned out that the boss was also a poor man. It was such a sad thing to know that his children ran away from home.

"Little brother's words are wrong. His children did not leave by themselves, but were taken away by others!"

Taken away!Why don't traffickers choose to call the police?

Lin Feng really looked at the middle-aged man inside so much, and seemed to see her doubts.

"This boss used to be desperate for money. The person who took his child away may not be a human being, or it may be a colleague of mine. No one can say for sure!"

Hearing the boss's way, Lin Feng also nodded, but the few buyers in the store did not look like ordinary people.

Maybe the jelly just disappeared like the shop owner's child, but I don't know why people in the same business do such a thing?
Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Lin Feng felt somewhat sympathetic towards the boss.

If my ancestors were in this business, I cannot avoid inheriting the mantle of my ancestors, whether he is willing or not.

What's more, this business has already let go of words, and the disaster will not hurt the family.

Now they don't remember the lessons of their ancestors at all, they are just fascinated by the little benefits in front of them.

After thinking about it, he came to the weakness of human nature, Lin Feng shook his head, he didn't have so much time to feel sorry for God.

If I can't find that cursed ancient tomb again, I'm afraid I will be cursed and bring disaster to those around me.

As well as Su Rui and Professor Liang, everyone is in dire straits.

Holding the rouge box, he walked towards Jin Xiangyu.

(End of this chapter)