Treasure identifying Golden Finger

2After leaving Xiao Rou's home, Faang Cheng received a phone call from Chao Xi, saying that she had already returned home! During this period of time, her grandfather had been extremely worried for her. She had to go back and report to her grandfather that he was safe! Faang Cheng naturally understood, and did not say much. After hanging up the phone, he went straight to the Fangzheng Hall!    

    

Faang Cheng had always been busy with various matters, not to mention the Fangzheng Hall in the capital, he did not even care about Qin An's Fangzheng Hall at all. Luckily, the people that the shop had arranged were people that he could relax in, and he was too lazy to bother with them.    

    

Stepping into the Fangzheng Hall entrance, Faang Cheng saw a male shop assistant accompanying a customer and looking at the items inside the store. Since the shop was already given to Lee Zihao, other than the rights to buy and sell the shop, he had absolute authority over the shop, so hiring employees was one of them, so Faang Cheng was not surprised to see a new shop owner!    

    

When the male shop assistant saw Faang Cheng walk in, he immediately told the customer he was receiving to wait a moment. He poured a cup of tea and placed it on the side of the tea table, then politely said to Faang Cheng.    

    

"Sir, please drink a cup of tea first. If there's anything you want to see, please take a look. I have a customer here, I'll be coming over shortly …"    

    

Seeing how well-trained he was, Faang Cheng could not help but nod his head in satisfaction.    

    

"Alright, no rush!"    

    

Faang Cheng looked around his shop, the decorations were still the same as before. Although there was a certain risk of it being thrown down or stolen, this kind of arrangement made people feel that the items here were very suitable to be used by others, and made them more likely to feel the temperament of an antique and the feeling of it settling down from time immemorial!    

    

Faang Cheng had never seen them before. There was the late stage of the War Nation's jade token, the Yuan Dynasty's Peacock Blue Glazed Black Pattern Incense Furnace, and there was even a relatively intact bronze sword that was probably from the War Nation's era! Faang Cheng could not help but laugh in his heart, he had not misjudged this Lee Zihao, the objects in his hands were all fine goods, and just this bronze sword, he had never seen it before. Although the sword did not have any inscriptions on it, it was just an ordinary bronze sword, but it was not easy to preserve its integrity, if he met a buyer who truly liked it, he would definitely sell it for a good price!    

    

As Faang Cheng was watching, he heard a burst of unstinting praise from beside his ears. However … The exclamation was made by a foreigner,    

    

"Woo, it's ssobeaudul!"    

    

Faang Cheng turned his head to look, only to see a brown haired green eyed foreigner staring at the bronze sword in front of Faang Cheng with infatuation. Faang Cheng could not help but frown, and looked at the foreigner with slight disgust.    

    

"Sir, you have too good an eye. This is a bronze sword from the Warring States Period that our manager obtained yesterday. Look at how well it has been preserved. This is a rare and exquisite weapon!"    

    

The male shop assistant who had just poured a cup of tea for Faang Cheng saw that the foreigners were looking at things and quickly ran over, smiling as he spoke.    

    

"I want to... "Look at this …"    

    

That foreigner spoke influent Mandarin to the male shop assistant. The male shop assistant quickly took out the bronze sword for him, but suddenly, a hand reached out to stop him.    

    

"Little brother, don't you see that I am looking at this bronze sword? You took my palm halfway through, that's not good, right? "    

    

The shop assistant was obviously stunned for a moment. He looked somewhat embarrassedly at the foreigner standing at the side, then raised his eyebrows and spoke to Faang Cheng rudely.    

    

"Palm? You? Do you know what an antique is? Don't say you don't understand, even if you do, can you afford it? He looks just like a country bumpkin! "    

    

Faang Cheng was shocked by the speed of this change in appearance. Previously, before this foreigner came, his attitude towards him was not like this. The good impression that he had left on Faang Cheng earlier completely collapsed in this instant!    

    

Actually, Faang Cheng knew that a lot of times, the reason why merchants liked foreigners was because they had a lot of money as idiots, especially towards antiques, they could easily be deceived. However, there was no such thing as using fake goods to deceive foreigners in Faang Cheng's shop, so he must have felt that it was possible to sell them to foreigners for a higher price, but … Faang Cheng had clearly stated before, firstly, Fangzheng Hall would not sell fakes, and secondly, Fangzheng Hall would not sell antiques to foreigners! Faang Cheng could not allow those rare items in his own country to fall into the hands of foreigners, at least... I can't let it flow out from me!    

    

Faang Cheng acted as if he did not hear what the man had said, and directly walked past him and arrived in front of the dumbfounded foreigner.    

    

"I'm sorry, I was the one who gave you the bronze sword. You won't be able to buy it!"    

    

"Don't think that I'm a foreigner … I don't understand. Weren't you the one who didn't make a move? If you paid for it, it would be yours! As long as you don't pay, I can buy it, right? "    

    

The foreigner asked the waiter who was standing by the side.    

    

"Right, right, right …"    

    

He turned around and looked at Faang Cheng, angrily shouting at him.    

    

"Can you not ruin my business? Do you think you can afford to buy this sword of over a million? "Why are you joining in the bustle here? There are ink stones from the late Qing Dynasty and some people's kilns from the Qing Dynasty. Go over there and take a look, don't create trouble for me here!"    

    

Listening to him speaking, Faang Cheng felt a burst of anger rushing up his heart, and unknowingly, his fists were filled with cold Spirit Qi, he clenched his fists on both sides of his body, and frowned to the point that he could squish a fly to death.    

    

"Our country just has you guys, which is why so many national treasures have fallen into other countries. Do you know how it felt to see our country's precious cultural relics in a museum in a foreign country? They stole tombs and bought them on our land, and you people happily offered them up like loyal dogs. This is not a matter of earning money, but the relationship between dignity and safeguarding the country's interests! Yes, many famous auction companies hold large scale Auction auctions to invite foreigners. I don't have any so-called discrimination towards foreigners, but … The cultural relics that represent the distant history of our country cannot be sold to foreigners. Perhaps they know how to appraise and collect them, but they may not understand the deeper meaning that they represent. That is the history of our country! "    

    

Faang Cheng, who was rarely angered, was truly angered by his words, which caused the spectators to nod their heads in praise. The male gatekeeper was stunned by his words, he looked at the foreigner in distress, then looked at Faang Cheng, not knowing what to say!    

    

The foreigner was naturally unhappy to hear Faang Cheng's words.    

    

"You're talking about things that happened a long time ago, we don't need to talk about them anymore! Besides, how did I get promoted to the national righteousness just because I was buying something? "He has it, I can buy it as long as I have money. No one can say no to this matter …"    

    

The foreigner was full of confidence, it looked like he was determined to win, Faang Cheng sneered, then held the bronze sword in his hand and gently caressed it.    

    

"This thing... If I say I won't sell, then I won't sell! "    

    

The man watched as Faang Cheng held the bronze sword in his hand, and was enraged.    

    

"You … Put that sword down for me? Hey, I say, are you sick? Whether or not the things in our store are sold has nothing to do with you! Where's the time for you to make a fuss here? "    

    

"He really has the qualifications to interfere …"    

    

A man's voice came from the main entrance of the Fangzheng Hall!    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]