My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng walked in, and his aunt Zhang Xiu quickly saw him and said quickly: "Xiao Feng is here, how was the inspection you just went to do?"

"Auntie, I just went to take a look, not for an inspection."

Yang Feng was also a little helpless.

As my aunt, she was born to be high-profile, and Yang Feng often had no choice.

But in the hall.

There were so many villagers gathered around a table, which made Yang Feng a little curious.

At this time, his cousin Wen Yongfei was also happy to see Yang Feng and said: "Yang Feng, you came just in time, we are looking at something."

"What's so interesting?"

"Hey, it's an antique that a guy gave me to pay off my debt."

Wen Yongfei looked proud.

When Yang Feng heard about the antiques, he became interested and said, "How about you let me take a look too?"

"Haha, it seems that you also like antiques. Dad, please give up your seat first and let Yang Feng take a look."

Wen Yongfei said to his father.

This is Yang Feng's uncle, Wen Ziqiang.

He and Yang Feng's mother, Hu Fengying, are half-brothers and sisters.

Hu Fengying took her mother's surname, while Wen Yongfei took his father's surname.

But having said that, the relationship between the two has actually been very good since childhood.

Yang Feng also remembered that although Wen Yongfei was a bit flamboyant.

But when he came to his home before, he still had the idea of ​​​​taking him to make money, which shows that he still takes into account the relationship between relatives.

At this time, he still didn't change his character, and he pulled Yang Feng to the table in a high-profile manner.

At this time, there was a piece of porcelain on the table.

The porcelain is not big, just a bottle a little bigger than the palm of your hand.

After Yang Feng took a few glances, he said, "It looks a bit like a Tianzi jar from the Ming Dynasty."

"Oh? Yang Feng, you are really knowledgeable. That's right, this thing is the Tianzi jar from the Chenghua period."

Wen Yongfei looked proud and said, "Since you know me too, you must know how expensive this thing is, right?"

His character is still very flamboyant.

Now that I got such an antique, I couldn't wait to take it home and show it to my family.

In addition, there happened to be guests at home.

When so many villagers heard that there was a small jar worth tens of millions, they couldn't help but want to come over to see its true appearance.

After all, for most people, if such a small thing sells for more than ten million, then aren’t the people who buy it fools?

Zhang Xiu was also very happy at this time and said: "Yang Feng, you are indeed very rich now. It just so happens that our Xiaofei is also studying antiques. Maybe you two can communicate."

She beamed.

Several neighbors in the hall were looking at Zhang Xiu with envy.

Look at this family, a son is so capable, and he has such a nephew.

I will definitely not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life.

However, Yang Feng did not seem to express an opinion.

"How about I eat here at noon? It happens to be noon now."

Yang Feng spoke.

"I think this is okay. We just happened to kill a pig yesterday."

Wen Ziqiang said.

Mention noon.

These neighbors happened to be going back to cook, so they all headed back to their homes.

After they left, there were only a few family members left at home.

Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yongfei, how did you get this thing?"

"What are you talking about, this Tianzi jar? I borrowed money from someone else, and that guy used it to pay off his debt. He owed me more than 600 million yuan, and he happened to say that this thing is an antique and has a similar value."

Wen Yongfei was a little proud and said: "Actually, I secretly asked someone to appraise it. This thing is worth at least more than 1000 million. So I won it decisively."

"Xiao Feng, although our Xiaofei is not as profitable as you, he is also smart. I think you two can work together in the future. We are all family members. Don't always give those important positions to outsiders. ."

Zhang Xiu said to Yang Feng.

It could be heard that he still wanted Wen Yongfei to do it with Yang Feng.

After these days, Zhang Xiuke finally knew how powerful his nephew was.

If you say you want to invest, you will invest, and even if you say hello, big companies will follow you and invest more than one billion.

This kind of money was something she had never dared to think about before.

Yang Feng felt helpless and said: "This depends on Yong Fei himself, but..."

His eyes looked at the porcelain on the table.

Wen Yongfei thought Yang Feng liked it, so he simply said: "Hey, Yang Feng, if you really like this thing, otherwise I will give it to you."

"No, you misunderstood."

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Yongfei, how is your work in Jiangcheng lately? Are you short of money?"

"Hey, Yang Feng, why did you suddenly start a family affair with me? You don't have to be so polite. I like you to take it away. Anyway, it's something someone else gave me to pay off my debt."

Wen Yongfei is quite generous.

After Yang Feng thought about it, he said: "That's it. I actually often attend auctions in Jiangcheng, and I have a little understanding of antiques. Most of the ordinary Tianzi jars are mainly landscapes, did you know?"

"This... I really haven't heard of it."

"That's right. Look at the top of this jar. It mainly shows mandarin ducks flying together and lotus patterns. In fact, it was generally used more in the Yuan Dynasty."

There was a hint in Yang Feng's words.

Wen Yongfei seemed to understand the meaning of these words and said: "Yang Feng, please... don't talk nonsense. I have asked many masters to identify this."

"Generally speaking, if it is a Tianzi jar, the pattern should be gradual, rather than having only one pattern as a whole. Your circle of patterns looks too ordinary."

Yang Feng picked up the jar and said, "And there's something wrong with this tire. It's a little light and the color is wrong. This thing... isn't even hand-drawn. It may be a mass-produced mold."

Yang Feng should speak more bluntly.

But his words did make the three of them, Wen Ziqiang, fall into silence.

If so, wouldn't it be...

The hall suddenly fell into a slight silence.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Xiaoshi came down from upstairs and said, "Auntie, when are we going to eat? I'm already hungry."

As she spoke, she felt the atmosphere was a little strange.

Wen Yongfei was still a little unwilling at this time and said: "Yang Feng, are you really sure? How can this thing... be fake?"

"Hey, brother, are you helping people identify antiques again?"

Yang Xiaoshi came over curiously.

Wen Yongfei looked at Yang Xiaoshi and asked, "Xiaoshi, are you buying antiques in Jiangcheng or the capital?"

"My brother always buys it."

Yang Xiaoshi answered, seeing Wen Yongfei's expression she knew what he meant, and said confidently: "As long as my brother says it's a lie, it must be a lie."

"But this... I originally found a master to help me look at it."

Wen Yongfei spoke quickly, "His name is Han Yunfu. He is the top antique master in Jiangcheng. He said this is true. How...how can it be false?"

"That's right, Yang Feng, are you mistaken? We also asked specifically that Han Yunfu is very famous in the circle."

Zhang Xiu also said quickly at this time.