Yang Fei felt a lot of emotion when he received the sword given back by Luo Yuxi.

It happened that Fu Heng was there, so he invited him to come over.

Fu Heng looked at the sword carefully and smiled and said, "Boss, this is a good sword. Where did you get it?"

"What Luo Yuxi just gave me was a gift of reward."

"Oh? They are willing to give such a good sword to you?" Fu Heng said, "It's rare, rare! I think they gave you this sword today, which is nothing more than two intentions. One is to return the gift, and the other is to make you embarrassed to take action to compete with them for the Five Legends of the Wild River Picture tomorrow."

Yang Fei said: "Shame."

Fu Heng said: "I have arranged people. At tomorrow's auction, we don't have to bid for the five-shaped wild stream picture, so naturally someone robs them."

Yang Fei said in embarrassment: "Old Fu, isn't it good for us to do this?"

Fu Heng said calmly: "Yes, boss, you are a kind and righteous person. Of course you don't want to do such a low-ranking thing. Then just do a good person to the end and return all the treasures of the Luo family to their family? You can also gain a good reputation!"

Yang Fei was speechless.

Fu Heng smiled and said, "Antiques in this world are all ownerless things. Boss, please cherish antiques and open museums so that these antiques can be obtained in the next few decades or even hundreds of years. This is infinite merit. If these antiques fall into the hands of others, they may not have a better destination."

Yang Fei said: "After listening to Mr. Fu's words, my conscience suddenly felt a little better."

Fu Heng: "..."

The Jiangsu Theby's auction site was full.

Financial owners, collectors, and cultural entertainment enthusiasts from all over the world gather together.

Yang Fei and Luo Yuxi sat together.

This time when we came to Xiangjiang, Yang Fei only brought Chen Mo, Fu Heng, Mouse and Ma Feng.

Luo Yuxi still brought the quirky sister Luo Sheng.

At the beginning of the auction, Yang Fei was very low-key. He wore a baseball cap and looked down at the brochure in his hand, and then talked to Fu Heng beside him from time to time.

Yang Fei heard that there were two foreigners behind him, talking in English.

He didn't care at first, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but feel the gods. He was shocked and asked Fu Heng: "Mr. Fu, is there a Christie's auction in New York?"

Fu Heng said: "Yes, there will be an auction on March 20. What's wrong? Do you want to participate?"

Yang Fei said: "Yes, I must participate."

Fu Heng smiled and said, "It just so happens that I can follow you out to see the world."

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Old Fu is making fun of me again."

Fu Heng said: "The country has strict foreign exchange controls. If you want to participate in Christie's auction, you have to prepare funds in advance."

Yang Fei said: "I have many industries abroad, so it is not a problem to accumulate funds."

Fu Heng said: "Why did you suddenly want to attend Christie's auction?"

Yang Fei said: "I just heard two foreigners chatting behind me and talking about the upcoming Bushide Spring Auction. I suddenly thought of a very important cultural relic."

Fu Heng asked curiously: "What cultural relics?"

Yang Fei said: "Old Fu, you are a master of the cultural relics world. You must have heard of the Han Fangfu?"

Fu Heng was shocked and said, "Are you talking about the Shang Dynasty's dish square horn?"

"That's right." Yang Fei said, "I've visited the Southern Provincial Museum. There is only a lid of a square cube, but no body of a square cube."

Fu Heng said: "I know this. The body of the Han Fangfu is in the hands of a collector in the island country. I have read related reports before. The man's name is Shinta. His home is Roppongi, where his home is in Tokyo. It is a three-story villa with antiques in his collection. The body of the man is purchased by Shinta."

Yang Fei said: "I have also heard of this. In 1993, people from the cultural and museum circles in Southern Province, from the faraway island country, negotiated with Xintian and wanted Xintian to donate their body to the Southern Provincial Museum, but Xintian was unwilling. He also hoped that the Southern Provincial Museum would sell the burrow to him, and he was willing to invest 200,000 US dollars. The museum did not agree."

Fu Heng sneered: "That body was probably snatched by the islanders! During the war, I don't know how many cultural relics were robbed in our country!"

Yang Fei said: "I just heard the people behind me talking about it. Xintian was old and should have lived a life of her life, but she encountered a double blow from her career and family. In order to continue the development of the family, Xintian decided to take advantage of his treasure. The body of the Shin Fangfu was also on the auction list."

"The price of bronze ware is not high in the history of international auctions." Fu Heng said, "I guess I can buy the body of the square ware for three or five million."

When Yang Fei heard this, he shook his head: "Impossible. I'm going to bid for 10 million US dollars!"

Fu Heng was shocked and said, "But the price of bronze ware is not worth so much money!"

Yang Fei said: "Because such a rare treasure, the interval between each appearance is usually about 20 years. If we miss this time, we will have to wait at least a dozen years. The market for bronze ware is not yet mature, and its price is far lower than its real value. I think bronze ware will become more and more valuable in the future. After all, bronze ware has a long history and exquisite patterns. Although there are a lot of existing, great ware must be rare! I am optimistic about bronze ware."

Fu Heng said: "Boss, you can't act irritably! The body of the Han Fangfu is really not worth so much money. With this huge sum of money, you can bid for other cultural relics, the same is true."

Yang Fei said: "I am from the Southern Province. I have a unique relationship with Han Fangfu. I remember when I first went to the Provincial Museum, I heard the commentator talk about the story of Han Fangfu's war. I felt inexplicably sad. Why did our own cultural relics have been in our country but our bodies went to foreign countries? Isn't this apart from the body and the head?"

Fu Heng said: "Because of the war."

Yang Fei said: "It's because we are weak. If we are strong enough, even if a war breaks out, who is able to run to our southern province and snatch the body of the Han Fangfu?"

Fu Heng sighed.

Yang Fei said: "The body of the skull symbolizes a humiliating history. I want to buy it back and be proud!"

Fu Heng's face sterned and said seriously: "Boss, I will definitely help you fulfill this wish!"

At this time, the auctioneer announced that the next bid was an ancient sword from the Qing Dynasty, the sword of Emperor Qianlong!

The four words "Qianlong's sword" attracted the attention of all bidders.

The moment the auction items were invited out, there was a lot of discussion on the spot.

The imperial object is unique, exuding a luxurious atmosphere all over the body.

The scabbard is embedded with gold and jade, with superb skills and hardships, but it does not change its color.

Fu Heng and Yang Fei winked.

Yang Fei nodded and said he knew.

The starting price of Qianlong's sword is $500,000.

After several rounds of competition, there were only three people who were still bidding in the end.

The price has been rising all the way, and the three bidders are all just after you take it, and they have great ambitions to win.

When the bidding exceeded one million US dollars, Yang Fei couldn't help but look at Fu Heng and asked in a low voice: "Is this knife really worth so much money? Is it inflated?"
Chapter completed!