"Besides, in the situation yesterday, you should look back and explain your identity. Maybe I can be cheaper." Lei Yunzhang smiled, with a bit of cunning in his eyes. Obviously, the blue and white porcelain pencil mountain still has room for profit.

Wang Guan chuckled softly, knowing that this is a very normal thing...

After all, it is absolutely impossible for a businessman to do a loss-making business and be able to sell your things at a lower price, which means that this thing will inevitably make a profit. The so-called cost price, if you clear the position and sell it out of blood, you will be fooled.

While chatting, Wang Guan also noticed that Lei Yunzhang occasionally looked up at the time and suddenly felt a little awakened, and said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Lei, am I here at the wrong time? If you have something to do, go and do it first."

"Ah... nothing is wrong."

Lei Yunzhang paused, then smiled and said, "I made an appointment with someone to see some things. You are also an insider. Do you want to go and watch the fun?"

"This is not convenient." Wang Guan hesitated.

"It's just a matter of digging out the house, what's inconvenient?" Lei Yunzhang said cheerfully: "But the journey is a bit long. If you go, you may not be able to get back tonight."

"Take an old house?"

Wang Guan's eyes lit up. He didn't want to bother Lei Yunzhang, but now he immediately became more interested.

"It's not considered an old house."

Lei Yunzhang shook his head gently and sighed: "An old collector passed away a few months ago and left a lot of good things. But the descendants were not satisfied and had no interest in keeping those things. Now they have taken them out and sold them."

"oh."

Wang Guan frowned slightly, but he also felt that this kind of thing was very normal.

You should know that in the current antique collection boom, most people don’t care about what they collect, but care about the value of antiques. They regard collecting antiques as a financial investment.

Therefore, there are often such rumors in the circle. When someone dies, his family immediately sells all his collections during his lifetime. Of course, many people are more willing to see such things happening while scolding prodigal sons.

At least, to some extent, this can also promote the circulation of antiques.

"How is it? Are you interested in going to have a look?" Lei Yunzhang asked.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Lei." Wang Guan smiled and planned to see it.

At that moment, the two of them stopped talking nonsense and went out directly. They drove on the road, and soon they arrived in the suburbs.

The first time I went to the house, it was always full of freshness. Wang Guan was a little excited. He sat in the car in Thunder Cloud, constantly looking around and enjoying the scenery on the roadside.

However, after an hour, Wang Guan felt a little tired and stopped talking. Then, two more hours later, he simply leaned in the back seat, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping, closing his eyes to rest.

On the way, it seemed like I passed a bustling and prosperous city and had lunch. After that, I continued to set off on the road. Finally, I arrived at the destination at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. This county town looks quite prosperous. Wang Guan even saw several sightseeing buses full of tourists arrive here at the same time.

Wang Guan was also a little curious and asked directly: "Uncle Lei, where is this place? It seems that there are famous tourist attractions."

"Salt Pavilion." Lei Yunzhang smiled and said, "It is the legendary Huangdi Yuan Concubine, the hometown of Sister Lei. There are buildings such as the Lazu Tomb and Qibo Palace in the county. By the way, there is also a national-level high mountain forest park in the west of Yunxi Town. In the park, there is Tanyun Temple where Du Fu lived, the tomb of Yan Zhen, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and the Wenhuzhou Temple of the Song Dynasty writer and calligrapher and painter Wentong..."

"Wen Tong Temple?" Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little coincidental.

"Yes, speaking of it, there are many celebrities in Yanting." Lei Yunzhang said casually: "Du Fu lived in seclusion here and wrote the poem "Ma Dao saw Yanting, the mountains were green in the county." Also, Zhao Rui, the teacher of the poet Li Bai, was also from Yanting."

"Zhao Rui may not be very famous, but the great poet Li Bai highly praised him. He once followed him to learn imperialism and art of throne, and was called Zhao Rui's art and magnificence, and Li Bai's articles." Lei Yun Zhang Liezi said: "In addition, there were two prime ministers in Yanting. One had a bad reputation, but you should know that he was the prime minister during the reign of Emperor Gaozong of Tang, known as a cat, and was named Li Yifu, who was laughed at by the sword. The other one was Yan Zhen."

"Yan Zhen was appointed as the governor of Shannan West Road during the separatist vassal states in the Tang Dynasty. However, he was very loyal to the court. During the reign of Emperor Dezong of Tang, he once made contributions to protecting the emperor and became the subordinate of the Secretariat of the Tongzhongshu. After his death, he was given the title of Taibao and was posthumously named Zhongmu. He was also one of the few loyal officials in the middle and late Tang Dynasty."

After sighing, Lei Yunzhang smiled and said, "However, after the Tang Dynasty, Yanting only had Su Dongpo's cousin, the great painter Wen Tong, who was more famous in the Northern Song Dynasty. After that, there were no figures worth mentioning in the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties."

While speaking, Lei Yunzhang's car drove into an alley and slowly stopped.

"Uncle Lei, have you arrived at the place?" Wang Guan asked, getting out of the car and looking at it.

The car parked in a relatively spacious house. Two big trees were planted in the courtyard. It looked a bit old, and the lush branches and leaves covered most of the space of the courtyard. In the gaps between the leaves, you can also see a three-story building with a flying eaves structure and a layer of glazed tiles, which has a bit of antique charm.

"Ding Dong..."

After ringing the doorbell, a young man in his thirties walked out of the room and opened the door and smiled: "Boss Lei, you are here."

"Mr. Song." Lei Yunzhang greeted, looked at the vehicle parked beside him, and smiled: "I don't know who else has arrived besides me?"

"Boss Lu and Boss Tan have just arrived and are drinking tea in the hall." The young man smiled and looked handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a serious face, not much like the image of a prodigal son Wang Guan imagined.

"So, I'm not too late." Lei Yunzhang smiled and walked into the courtyard.

Wang Guan also walked in and under the guidance of the youth, he came to the living room. He saw two middle-aged people sitting inside, as if they knew Lei Yunzhang. When he saw him coming in, they all stood up to say hello.

"Brother Lei, the time is so accurate that you have just arrived, and you are in."

"Brother Lu, Brother Tan..." Lei Yunzhang smiled and greeted the two of them.

The three of them pushed me and let me go. After three minutes, they sat down. As for Wang Guan, they had been treated as Lei Yunzhang's followers by Tan Lu and the others, and ignored them at all.

Wang Guan was also happy to be idle, sitting on a chair aside, looking at the decorations in the hall casually.

At this time, after chatting for a few words and having a sip of tea, Boss Lu couldn't wait to say, "Mr. Song, everyone is all. Should I see something?"

"Okay, let me follow me." The young man stood up with a smile and led the way in front.
Chapter completed!