Chapter 17 Seeing things and missing people

Lu Fei woke up again and it was already dark. He refused Chen Xiang's dinner invitation, found his tricycle and returned to the rental house in a daze.

Making a bodyguard for Chen Xiang took too much of my energy. It would be no exaggeration to say that I risked my life for the body I have now.

But for the rare and valuable Zigang card, everything I did was worth thousands of dollars.

Although the price was a bit high, I felt worthy of Chen Xiang's gift.

In the Porsche Cayenne SN dozens of meters away, Chen Xiang, who was worried about Lu Fei following him, watched Lu Fei enter the small courtyard with dilapidated red brick walls.

Touching the unique protective plate in the world on his chest, Chen Xiang showed the most charming smile. For a moment, even the most gorgeous North Star was eclipsed.

This small courtyard is shared by two brothers named Lu Fei and Linshi Zheng. The total monthly cost is 500 yuan, which is relatively affordable in the suburbs of Bianliang.

Zheng's brother Zheng Zhiwei delivers takeout, and his sister Zheng Zhihong works as a waitress in the restaurant.

Due to the nature of their work, the two brothers and sisters have to come back late at night every day.

They are both working hard in different places, and they are both in the same world. Although Lu Fei and these two brothers and sisters don't have many opportunities to get along, they are very harmonious.

In the midsummer in Bianliang, there is no cool breeze even at night. When you open the door to the room, the heat wave that has accumulated for the whole day hits your face, as suffocating and irritating as entering a sauna.

I pushed open the window in the dark and turned on the second-hand electric fan I had collected and turned it on to maximum power.

Lying on the hard bed, a few mosquitoes lingered in his ears, like the roar of bombers, making it difficult for Lu Fei to fall asleep.

Since I can't sleep, I might as well turn on the light and sort out today's spoils.

Holding the enameled plum vase and looking up and down, Lu Fei couldn't help feeling a little sad for Tang Ying.

A great master of a generation, a master of the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzong and Qianlong, a lifelong legend.

In his seventies, he returned to his hometown in fine clothes and left this plum vase to his descendants as a family heirloom.

Unexpectedly, a few generations later, the unfilial descendants would divide the family property and sell it as garbage. He was a typical prodigal son.

Although this plum vase is an experimental product, it is also a unique one. It is the only one in the world that has no semicolon.

It would definitely be worth a lot if released.

Ten thousand, but Lu Fei would not take action no matter how much money he had.

Peerless pieces like this are more valuable to collect than famous calligraphy and paintings, or high jade ancient porcelain.

Several filigree breaks were no big deal to Lu Fei. Repairing them was much simpler than making Chen Xiang a protective plaque.

Put away the plum vase and take out the lightning strike wood.

It was an accident to get this thing. If it weren't for the special sound Zhang Xin made when throwing away garbage, even Lu Fei wouldn't have noticed.

This branch is in the shape of a mountain, and the outer layer is painted with clear oil. It is estimated that in Sun Dafu's hands, it is a bracket for some kind of decoration, but Lu Fei is sure that Sun Dafu has absolutely no idea that this is a priceless lightning strike wood.

This branch is big enough, and the consumption of the nine beads for Chen Xiang is negligible. The remaining ones can be used to make three 461 big brands, and there is no problem in making a 1.0 18-bead bracelet from the leftovers.

It is absolutely impossible for Gao Henian to play the emotional card and buy lightning wood for himself.

When this object is made into a finished product and meets a wealthy person who really needs it, it will be worth whatever he says it is worth.

This is called rare things, if you want to buy them, get out.

In addition to the lightning strike wood, there are six pieces of porcelain that I bought for 100 yuan.

Chen Xiang guessed well. These six pieces of porcelain happened to be a whole vessel, which was the Yongzheng blue and white lotus hand cup.

Not only is it complete, but it also comes with a lid, and the blue and white material of this hand cup is the genuine Suma Liqing.

Lu Fei picked up a piece and smelled it. The earthy smell was quite strong, and it must have been unearthed no more than two months ago.

Needless to say, someone must have dug out the Nian Kiln garbage dump in Cidu.

Nian kiln was an official kiln during the Yongzheng period, and was named after Nian Xiyao, the porcelain governor at that time.

Although Yongzheng's enamels are of average workmanship, the blue and white porcelain is a first-class product.

Especially the objects imitating official officials and Xuande from Yongzheng are even more valuable.

With the current market price of antiques, this hand cup will be worth very little after repair.

It will be less than five million.

Currently, I don't have the materials in hand, so I have to postpone the repair of the hand cup.

In addition, I also made 2.4 million in cash today.

This is the first pot of gold I have earned since I ran away from home for more than a year, and it can be regarded as a step towards a well-off life.

However, this little money is still a drop in the bucket when it comes to collecting antiques.

Finally, Lu Fei took out the Zigang card from his pocket that he had paid for with his life.

Using the light to admire the miraculous carvings of the Jade God Lu Zigang and feeling the warm and thick pulp, Lu Fei's heart was still filled with excitement even now.

Looking at things and thinking about people, Lu Fei couldn't help but think of Chen Xiang, who was like a fairy from the Moon Palace while admiring the Zigang card.

A year ago, I was considered a moderately rich second generation, and I had seen a lot of top beauties.

But compared to Chen Xiang, those women were unsightly and vulgar in temperament and appearance, and there was no comparison at all.

When I put the bodyguard on Chen Xiang, I was fascinated by the sweet osmanthus-like body fragrance.

Chen Xiang, who was wearing a bodyguard, looked more like a blue and white glaze-red water-moon statue of Guanyin, with every frown and smile that took her breath away.

However, Lu Fei just took a look, and there were various signs that Chen Xiang had an extraordinary family. Even if he did not fall out with his father, his family was not at the same level as Chen Xiang's family background.

Lu Fei is self-aware. The richer the family, the more they pay attention to being well-matched. It is difficult for him and Chen Xiang to have a good result. Excessive pursuit will only add trouble to himself.

"Gululu."

After the Wu Zang Temple severely protested, Lu Fei remembered that he had not eaten for a whole day.

I turned on the induction cooker and boiled the noodles with water, then took the bowl to the yard to get a bowl of kimchi that I had made myself.

A mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of kimchi, the feeling is just two words.

"Bashi!"

Lu Fei is an authentic Bashu native.

Every household in Bashu is inseparable from kimchi, but each family's craftsmanship is different.

In Lu Fei's heart, the kimchi made by his Yaomei'er is the most authentic.

Yao Meier taught me how to make kimchi, but compared with Yao Meier herself, it is still far behind.

Thinking of Yao Meier, Lu Fei put down his chopsticks and his nose felt a little sore. He hadn't contacted them for more than a year and didn't know if everything was fine.

But thinking of his old man who refused to admit it, Lu Fei's heart hardened again.

Lu Fei is also from a family of antiques. His ancestors once worked as counters in a pawn shop, so he has a poor eye for treasures.

This skill of appraising treasures has never been passed down in the Lu family.

After the reform and opening up, Lu Fei's grandfather collected junk and missed many good things with his eyesight.

After my grandfather passed away, my second uncle and my sister-in-law separated. My father, Lu Tianlin, relied on the skills he learned from his grandfather and the objects he was given to open a Treasure Collection Pavilion in Jincheng Antique Market.

Lao Lu was very good at doing business. In those years before the rise of antiques, Jubao Pavilion's business was quite good.

Everything was going smoothly at first, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened later.

When Lu Fei was seven years old, his little sister went missing.

Not long after that, my mother left quietly and never came back.

After adopting Yao Meier, Lao Lu never took another step forward.

In recent years, antiques have been booming, and Jubao Pavilion's business has been getting better and better. As of the year before last year, Lao Lu was already a big boss with a net worth of over 100 million.

Unexpectedly, Lao Lu, whom Lu Fei always respected, would become wealthy when he became rich.

Smoking, drinking, playing cards and showing off his wealth are nothing. What makes Lu Fei the most unbearable is that Lao Lu actually found a woman.

It stands to reason that after my mother has been gone for so many years, it is understandable that my father will find another one.

But the key point is that the woman is only five years older than him. Lu Fei can't stand it no matter what he calls a woman five years older than him.

After several unsuccessful negotiations with Lao Lu, Lu Fei chose to run away from home on Lao Lu's wedding day.

You can do whatever you like, I am out of sight and out of mind. Without your care, Lao Lu, I can still get ahead.