Chapter 689 (2/2)

In case of fire, he Feng doesn't think he can easily put out the fire, so it's better to provoke less. At least he has to wait after the wind.

The box was opened. He Feng pulled the Archbishop over. To be honest, he didn't understand the bottle. It seemed to be yuan blue and white, but it was a little small. The poke at the bottom was from Jingdezhen.

It's still an official kiln. It should be very valuable. It's said that the starting price of the auction house is several hundred million, and this is still the starting price. In the end, how many billion people get it, that's two words.

”The whole container is yuan blue and white porcelain?” He Feng was surprised. He was surprised to see dozens of Yuan blue and white porcelain in the most half of the box in the tent that had been supported.

”Tnnd, which bastard told me that the stock of yuanqinghua in the world now does not exceed 100? There are at least 50 or 60 in this place alone, and there are so many in this container that have not been taken out!” He Feng scolded.

”Don't be angry, boss. It's normal. There are naturally very few in the secular world, but for our cultivation world, there are as many things as we need. Apart from the antiques that haven't been fried a few years ago, the pots of pickles in our dragon group are all yuan blue and white.”

While holding a folding fan to fan the wind for He Feng, Han Li explained to He Feng.

”Outrageous things!” He Feng said coldly, ”what is this? This is the treasure of civilization, this is a work of art. How can we do this?”

After that, he Feng waved his big hand and received all this stuff into the space. The Archbishop looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise. He opened his mouth in horror.

But the pain immediately went straight. There was no reason for him, because most of his face had swollen down. This movement would hurt as much as it hurt!

”Don't make such an exaggerated expression if you have a wound on your face?” He Feng sneered and said in a gloomy tone.

At this time, the people of the dragon group opened another container. There are all calligraphy and paintings on the side. The scrolls are intact. Not many are not full, that is, less than half of the container, which is normal.

Calligraphy and painting covers a small area. It may be stored in a top Museum and can't fit into a container.

”No, isn't it fooling people?” He Feng slapped the table and said with a sneer. The yellow pear wood table next to him broke into several pieces.

”Look, is this called a table? The foam is stronger than this, huh, huh? Right? It's fooling people with fake products, and fooling people with bad products, isn't it? This table is so sturdy, you mean to take it out, fake it!” He Feng sneered.

He shamelessly slandered others out of thin air and joked. If he hadn't made great efforts, how could this yellow pear wood table in the Qing Dynasty be so easily broken into pieces?

The Archbishop wanted to cry and looked at He Feng without tears, just like looking at a hooligan. He Feng didn't know it yet and said with a sneer.

”Don't pretend to be pitiful here. Don't mention anything else. Give me another copy of the same quantity. No matter what, it's really out of order. Take out your things!”

”But, but we have agreed that there are so many. There are 30000 pieces, many of which are all genuine.” the Archbishop said pitifully that the 30000 pieces are about to run out of their family. If he Feng wants them, they really don't know how to get them.

”What you said is true?” He Feng sneered and slapped him. ”What you said is true? Blind!”