Fang Zongtao's disdainful look followed Zhang Xingzu all the way to the gate before he withdrew his gaze.

Zhang Xingzu brought her two large boxes. She had already guessed what was inside, but she was still a little surprised when she actually saw them.

The first box contained a pair of Qianlong folk kiln blue and white dishes, a pair of Qianlong folk kiln double happiness peach blossom jars, and a Qianlong folk kiln peony ball vase. Kangxi official kiln blue and white porcelain dragon pattern large rim plate, Kangxi official kiln doucai bowl, and Yongzheng green powder and yellow dragon pattern gall vase.

The second box contained red-glazed plum bottles from the Langyao kiln during the reign of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, white porcelain from the Yueyao kiln of the Tang Dynasty, lotus cups from the Tang Dynasty, and three-colored colored horses from the Tang Dynasty. In addition to these large items, there were two brush washers in the corner, one with a white jade auspicious beast from the reign of Emperor Jiajing of the Qing Dynasty, and the other with a cowpea red from the Northern Song Dynasty.

These are treasures. In her eyes, they are much better than diamonds and gems!

She quickly moved them one by one to a shady place, carefully laid them out in a row, and looked at them slowly.

When they were halfway through arranging the things, Song Yi came out of the house and took over the rest of the work.

"It's so rare that Big Fatty still remembers that I like these things?" She sighed as she looked at the things.

Song Yi finished putting the last piece on display before saying, "If he doesn't remember, he has no conscience."

Fang Zongtang laughed, turned around and said to Song Yi calmly: "Go get a hammer!"

Song Yi looked at her thoughtfully and went to get the hammer.

Zhang Xingzu and Song Yi came back at the same time.

Fang Zongtang asked with amusement: "Have you cried enough?"

Zhang Xingzu smiled embarrassedly, tucked his hands and feet in and said nothing.

She raised her chin towards Song Yi: "Give him the hammer."

Zhang Xingzu was suddenly stuffed with a hammer and was startled.

"Brother Zongtang, is that true?" In the past, only when he failed to tell that something was fake, Brother Zongtang would ask him to hit it with a hammer himself, saying that this would teach him a lesson.

Could it be that he bought fake goods again?

Fang Zongtang folded his hands, his tone was relaxed, his eyes were smiling, but his tone was unquestionable: "Tang Sancai Horse."

Zhang Xingzu's fat hand holding the hammer shook a little, and without saying a word, he rushed to the front of the tri-colored horse and started smashing it hard.

The crackling sound attracted the attention of all the bodyguards and servants.

Fang Zongtang remained calm: "Red glazed plum vase."

Zhang Xingzu turned around and started smashing the plum vase again.

"Yue kiln white porcelain, lotus cups, large plates with dragon patterns, doucai bowls, green, pink and yellow." She said them one by one.

Zhang Xingzu felt like crying because of the beating, not because he felt sad, but because he was angry with himself.

Fang Zongtang said speechlessly: "Except for the ones from the Qing Dynasty kilns and two brush washers, the rest are fake. It's barely half and half. If you count by value, you've already been ripped off and lost everything."

After Zhang Xingzu finished smashing the things, he could still hear the sound of things smashing next to his ears.

My head is buzzing.

"Brother Zongtang, I really didn't mean to give you fake things~"

Fang Zongtang raised his hand to interrupt: "I know, you just have poor eyesight!"

Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth as he listened.

Zhang Xingzu opened his mouth and savored the meaning of this sentence.

"Brother Zongtang, you don't have to comfort me!"

Fang Zongtang looked at him with a squinting eye and a twitching mouth: I really didn’t mean that, how did you understand it?