Cui Fu did some calculations in his mind. If he were to be the one to deal in the broken porcelain business in Hong Kong in the future, he would be better off just because each piece cost only one cent. The huge quantity would be a plus.

Fang Zongtang continued: "If we can receive large pieces of scraps, the price will be different!"

It’s no wonder that Cui Fu has quite a few leftovers in his hands.

He immediately asked, "A large bowl with a sweet white glaze and dragon pattern from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. It's missing a dime. How much do you want to pay?"

She saw Cui Fu's excited expression and said calmly, "You'll know after you see the thing. If it's true, I'll give you between five hundred and fifty thousand!"

When Cui Fu heard that the highest offer was only 50,000, he felt a little reluctant!

Fang Zongtang: "The remaining parts can't be sold at a high price!"

Cui Fu also understood this principle. He thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go back and get the big bowl!"

She held out her hand in a gesture of invitation.

As soon as Cui Fu left, Zhang Xingzu asked, "Brother Zongtang, what does he mean?"

Fang Zongtang smiled and said, "He should have quite a few scraps in his hands. We have caught a big fish!"

It’s worth it to fish for big pieces of broken porcelain!

Lin Wenyou is here again!

This time I didn’t bring any small items, but a painting.

Painting of ploughing oxen by Han Huang of the Tang Dynasty!

She had seen this painting before in Daobi Zhai!

Lin Wenyou directly stated his purpose: "I'm going to change the rice seeds this time, two grains!"

It failed to work the first two times, and I changed it a few more times afterwards, but it still had no activity at all.

Every lotus seed that was exchanged has sprouted and is now starting to grow stems and flower buds.

He still didn't give up. What if he came across rice that wasn't moldy?

She casually poured some seeds from the cloth bag to Lin Wenyou without even looking at them, her attention completely focused on the picture of the plowing ox.

This cow looks wrong!

Compared to what she saw in Daobi Zhai, they were completely different!

"Lao Lin, how did you get this painting?"

Lin Wenyou quickly glanced at the seeds, there were more than a dozen of them, and quickly and carefully covered them with his hand, fearing that Fang Zongtang would find them and take them back.

She could definitely do it!

Lin Wenyou is used to being called Lao Lin.

As long as you can give him more seeds, you can call him Xiaolin!

"I bought this on the street before, what's the matter?"

She pointed at the slightly floating body of the plowing ox and said, "Do you think this ox is unhealthy?"

Lin Wenyou snorted and laughed, thinking she was joking again. He glanced at the oxen.

It would have been fine if she didn't say anything, but once she did, he felt something was weird.

"Lao Lin, when did you buy this painting?"

Lin Wenyou thought for a moment and said, "Four or five years ago?"

She stood up and shouted outside.

"Big Fatty, drive over and pick up Uncle Ming!"

Zhang Xingzu responded and went to do it quickly.

"Lao Lin, your painting is half real and half fake. I'll ask an expert to come and explain it to you later."

By the way, let Uncle Ming find out about his son's news.

She knew that although Uncle Ming expressed hatred, he really missed his son in his heart.

Lin Wenyou immediately frowned and retorted: "What do you mean by half-true and half-false? My painting of ploughing cattle is the real thing."

She took out the jar of abundant harvest and prepared to coat it with copper. She immediately swallowed back what Lin Wenyou said next.

Song Yi came back early today and brought back a bag of fruits, planning to make a fruit platter.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Lin Wenyou.

Lin Wenyou also recognized Song Yi.

"Student Song."

Song Yi greeted Lin Wenyou politely.

"Professor Lin!"

Lin Wenyou often came to Laoxingtang, but he had never met Song Yi once.

He never expected that there was a rumor in school that he was a son-in-law who would marry into Fang Zongtang's family.