MTL - Treasure Hunt America-Chapter 66 hit
Ask for collection, ask for recommendation. . .
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Jin Muchen turned her head and glanced at Helen, who was raising her hand at this time, admiring the bracelet he just gave her in the sun.
The sun shone on her face, and her skin was as white as fine porcelain. She originally wanted to reject her words, but she didn't say it when she came to her lips.
After all, this transaction was successful, and it was entirely her help, so even though her request was a little strange, Jin Muchen agreed to her request.
He drove straight to Flushing, but before going to the restaurant, Jin Muchen went home first, collected these things from Randy this time, and put them back in Fang Bo's antique shop, and then came out of the shop. , drove Helen to a restaurant.
Jin Muchen chose a Sichuan restaurant. The food here is more authentic and similar to the domestic Sichuan restaurant.
She thought that Helen might have a hard time getting used to it, but she was very happy to eat these Sichuan dishes.
"I really don't see it, you can eat spicy food so much?"
The food here was so spicy that even Jin Muchen was sweating, but Helen ate it so much that she was addicted to it.
"Haha, I forgot to tell you, I used to eat Mexican food a lot, and my tongue has been trained long ago. However, there are still some differences in the flavors of your authentic Sichuan food and Mexican food, such as this spicy feeling. , it's not pure spicy, how should I put it, it feels very strange..."
Helen drank a piece of boiled fish in one bite, and then said to Jin Muchen, who laughed.
"I didn't expect you to have a gourmet's tongue. This authentic Sichuan cuisine is really not just spicy, they also use a lot of sesame peppers, so when you eat it, your tongue will be numb. To be honest, Even I can't stand it, don't you feel any pain at all?"
"This kind of food is delicious..."
Helen's answer made Jin Muchen roll his eyes.
When I came out of the hotel, it was already very late and it was getting dark very early in New York in winter. It was only after five o'clock, and the sky was already dark.
"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take you back!"
Jin Muchen said to Helen, but Helen did not intend to go back in a hurry.
"Don't worry, I just ate a lot, why don't you walk with me."
After speaking, without waiting for Jin Muchen to answer, she jumped in front of her, and Jin Muchen could only helplessly follow behind her.
After passing through a few alleys, before I knew it, I came to the Main Street where Fang Bo's antique shop was located.
Seeing that he was just a few steps away from Fang Bo's antique shop, Helen suddenly stopped.
"Okay, let's go here, it's almost your home, will you go back?"
"What? Don't I need to take you back?"
Jin Muchen felt that Helen was a little inexplicable. Why did it seem that she sent herself back by then?
"No need, someone has come to pick me up."
Helen smiled and said to Jin Muchen, who looked up and saw that a black Chevrolet SUV had quietly slid over from the street corner.
"Thank you, I had a great time today."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for him to react at all, the delicate body leaned forward, with a fragrant wind, a pair of soft lips gently touched Jin Muchen's face.
Jin Muchen was stunned, what was going on? You don't seem to be so familiar with her yet, do you?
But next, Helen's actions made him even more confused. She actually raised her hand and waved behind him. Jin Muchen turned her head and saw that Candace, who was pale, was standing between the two of them. behind.
Mad, got tricked by this little girl!
Jin Muchen understood immediately, no wonder she didn't go to the nearby Chinatown Chinese restaurant in Manhattan, and had to come all the way to Flushing.
Is love just waiting to dig a hole here? What is the hatred between her and Candice? Why do you want to stimulate Candace over and over again?
The special code, this time I didn't pay attention at all, so she was used as a gunman.
"Goodbye, Candace, goodbye, Mu Chen!"
When he came back to his senses, Helen had already got into the car, was lowering the window, and made a shooting gesture at him.
Jin Muchen felt that his brain was buzzing. This is a bad time. Candace must have seen all the previous scenes in his eyes. What can I do?
The black Chevrolet SUV kicked the accelerator and drove away from Main Street. When Jin Muchen turned back, Candace had already rushed straight to the door of the delicious bakery.
He just rushed over: "Candice, it's not what you saw, listen to my explanation."
"What else to explain? You stinky men, can't you bear this temptation, don't you just like that kind of **?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't listen to Jin Muchen's explanation at all, and slammed the door in front of Jin Muchen.
Across the glass window of the store door, Jin Muchen saw Candace galloping all the way up and up the stairs directly.
Jin Muchen knew that going to Candace now would only add to her troubles. She definitely didn't want to listen to her explanation at this time, so she should give her some time to talk when she calmed down.
He turned around helplessly and walked to Uncle Fang's store. After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of a text message on his mobile phone. When he took it out, it turned out to be a text message from Helen.
"It's just the interest you took advantage of me one day."
Jin Muchen's mind was hot, and he remembered the entanglement between himself and Helen in front of Curtis and the others that day, so he angrily replied: "Okay, now, I don't want to see you anymore."
Unexpectedly, he soon received a reply from Helen: "You agreed to play this game that day. Now you are in the game. Unless I agree, it is not so easy for you to quit."
What a crazy woman, Jin Muchen kicked the soda can in front of him fiercely.
Back in Fang Bo's shop, Fang Bo was still the same, sitting behind the desk behind the dot, looking at antique magazines.
"You're back so soon? Your face is so ugly? Are you in trouble?"
When Fang Bo spoke, his expression was half-smiling, as if he had guessed something, Jin Muchen shook his head with a wry smile.
"Uncle Fang, why are you still so gossipy at such a young age?"
"Hey! You kid, you are really biting Lu Dongbin, you don't know good people! You're talking, who said that older people can't gossip?"
Facing the old urchin, Jin Muchen could only shake his head helplessly.
"By the way, I see that you brought back two big boxes today. Why did you get something good? Take it out and show it to Uncle Fang."
"Hey! Don't tell me, this time I really got a lot of good things. Just wait, I'll take it down and show it to you."
After Jin Muchen finished speaking, he went straight upstairs, then took down the two suitcases, opened them to unpack the tattered clothes, and then revealed the true appearance of the pieces of porcelain and jade.
The first thing Fang Bo picked up was exactly what Jin Muchen first saw at Randy's house before, the red-bottomed and pastel lady's patterned Cong bottle. Type recognition, and tire quality.
Then he took out the magnifying glass and began to examine it carefully. After watching it for more than half an hour, he carefully put down the lady's patterned cong bottle.
"You kid, is this with Yongzheng's pastel?"
"Hey, so this one is definitely right, it's Yongzheng pastel"
"Well, it should be Yongzheng pastel, the shape is good, and the preservation is complete. It should have flowed out of the palace back then, but it can't be regarded as a fine product."
"That's good, Uncle Fang, how much do you estimate this lady's bottle is worth?"
"Well, if this bottle of yours is compared with the Yongzheng pastel that sold over 10 million in the market a few years ago, there is still a big gap. Look at the quality and shape of the tire below, it's not very perfect. Although it is used in the palace, looking at these small flaws, it is unlikely that it is a real royal object. It should be some more powerful eunuchs in the palace, or maids, or some less powerful concubines The viewing device used. Is the price? It is not comparable to the ice blue plum bottle auctioned last year, but if it goes up for auction, the minimum should be 1.2 million. According to this year's market, the inflation factor is taken into account. If you take it into account, it is estimated that the price of about 180 to 200 million will be auctioned."
Fang Bo said this~www.novelbuddy.com~ A big stone in Jin Muchen's heart finally fell to the ground, and the bottle was not a loss.
Then Uncle Fang picked up the double peach pen and started to read it again. This time, the viewing time was relatively short, that is, ten minutes.
"This should be a pen wash in the mid-Qing Dynasty. I guess it should be from the Qianlong period. It is beautifully made, with a rounded paste, a shape, and a good quality of the body. , belongs to the minority collection. If you want to sell such a thing at a high price, unless it is used by a celebrity, but you have no obvious mark. So according to the current market conditions, if you start at 200,000, you will die. That's 400,000 caps."
Jin Muchen listened and nodded. Anyway, he bought it in a package. At this price, he is definitely not a loss.
After that, Fang Bo picked up the large Han Fang Zun with peacock green glaze and double animal ears, and Fang Bo let out a burst of sighs as soon as he got started.
"Now there are not many treasures that are full of clams and clams. The condition of this utensil is perfect, the glaze color is pure, and the quality of the embryo is delicate. Even if it is not used by the imperial court, it can be regarded as a fine product of the folk kiln. And it can be used in those days. People who buy such utensils will definitely not be ordinary people. They are definitely rich or expensive. Even if they are not high-ranking officials, they must be big landlords and big businessmen. Maybe. To be honest, apart from the fact that this Fangzun was born in a folk kiln, the quality of this Fangzun is even more perfect and beautiful than the porcelain produced by many official kilns. The price is definitely not higher than that of the previous lady. The bottle should be low, if through proper publicity, the price of this Fang Zun will even be higher than that of the lady's bottle, maybe!"
