"Oh, young man, you really have vision..."

The old man who was sitting in a stool was dozing there. When he heard Fang Yi ask for the price, he immediately became energetic and pointed to the candlestick and said, "Young man, this is an old object used by Qin Shihuang's father during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Do you know who Qin Shihuang's father is? It's the one named Qin Xiang Wang..."

"It's King Zhuangxiang of Qin..." Seeing the old man frowning, Fang Yi kindly reminded him.

"Yes, yes, it's King Zhuangxiang, young man, let me tell you, King Zhuangxiang and Lu Buwei are brothers of brothers, do you know Lu Buwei?" The old man didn't care at all about being interrupted by Fang Yi, but the topic changed and it was about Lu Buwei.

"Uncle, I know Lu Buwei, but what does this candlestick have to do with Lu Buwei?" Even though Fang Yi was ready to listen to the story, he was also fragile and tender in the inside. It turned out that this old man was not here to sell things, but was just bored and came to chat with someone?

"Of course it has something to do with Lu Buwei..."

The old man slapped his thigh and said, "My candlestick is the gift given to King Zhuangxiang when Lu Buwei and King Zhuangxiang made friends. Later, King Zhuangxiang missed others when he saw things and summoned Lu Buwei to Qin and unified the six countries together..."

The old man said that he was spitting out fluid, but Fang Yi, who was squatting on the ground, felt soft and almost bowed down. He really wanted to ask the old man if the physical education teacher was a teacher in Chinese, mathematics, history and geography when he was in school, so he taught such a strange student.

Not only Fang Yi, but also Hua Ziyi and Bai Chuxia, who were standing behind him, were stunned. Only the fat man was listening with relish and had a little bit of doubt in his heart. He seemed to have heard from a teacher that it should be the six kingdoms unified by Qin Shihuang, right?

"Fang Yi, let's go, there are many stalls inside..." Hua Ziyi was almost crying. He really regretted coming out with Fang Yi today. You said you would not sit in the office and ran here to listen to an illiterate old man nonsense. Isn't this asking for trouble yourself?

"Brother Hua. Let's talk to you again..." Fang Yiqiang suppressed the smile on his face and said to the old man seriously: "Okay, uncle, just treat it as a gift from Lu Buwei to King Zhuangxiang of Qin. What is your price?"

"This thing is what King Xiang used to read books at night..."

The old man's memory is obviously not very good. In a blink of an eye, he forgot the three words "Zhuangxiang King". "The old thing passed down for so many years is not cheap. Young man, do you really want it?"

"Uncle, I really want it..." Fang Yi nodded seriously.

"Three hundred, at least three hundred yuan. Young man, you're a good person. I want you at least five hundred yuan..." The old man stretched out three fingers, but Fang Yi's heart trembled when he saw the three fingers. When he saw them, he thought the old man was going to offer a price of 300,000 yuan.

"Fang Yi, let's go, this thing is about the same for thirty yuan..."

After listening to the story, the fat man was also indifferent. You should know that there are many similar things at the street stalls in the Jinling Antique Market. They are all purchased from a village specializing in making bronze ware in Henan Province, which is estimated to be 30 or 50 yuan.

"Hey, you little fat man, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand..."

Hearing the fat man's words, the old man showed an unhappy look on his face, and he took back one of the three fingers that stretched out, and said, "Let's do this, I'll reduce you by one hundred. Two hundred yuan can't be lower anymore. If you still want to bargain, go to another house..."

"I didn't plan to bargain for three hundred..."

Fang Yi couldn't help laughing when the old man said, and he took out two hundred yuan and said, "Uncle, please find a newspaper to help me wrap this thing. I'll ask for something. When I get home, I'll find some kerosene to put it in it, and I will also use it to read books like King Zhuangxiang of Qin..."

"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you now..."

After taking the 200 yuan handed over by Fang Yi, the old man quickly found a newspaper and handed the candlestick tightly to Fang Yi, saying, "Young man, this thing cannot be burned kerosene. It requires essential oil. It is fine essence. There are some things in the store inside the thing. The price is not expensive. Go and buy some..."

"Uncle, it's a whale..."

Fang Yi couldn't help but remind the old man again, but he heard Bai Chuxia behind him laughing out loud. She didn't know if Fang Yi was really stupid or was teasing this old man. People who always bought and sold were a bit unreliable.

"No matter what kind of sperm he is, young man, please take the things..."

The old man said indifferently. After Fang Yi got up, he took out a card from him and placed it in front of the stall, which clearly stated on it, "Spring, Autumn, Warring States Period, Qin, Han and Wu palace private supplies were sold..."

"Damn, why don't you write about the underwear display of Xi Shi, Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun, and Yang Guifei..." Seeing this line of words, Hua Ziyi and others staggered and almost fell to the ground. How mentally retarded can write such words.

However, what made Hua Ziyi feel even more shameless was that Fang Yi even bought such a stupid old man selling things. The eyes of the stall owners next to him made Hua Ziyi feel a fever on his face. He quickly walked a few steps to the side, and opened several steps away from Fang Yi.

"Hey, Brother Hua, let's go inside again..." Only Fang Yi looked unaware of it, reached out to the newspaper and grabbed the base of the bronze ware, greeted the old man, got up and walked inside.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, OK, I'm selling it again, I'm the second one today, right?"

Fang Yi and the others had just walked four or five meters away, and the stall owner next to the old man raised his thumbs up at the old man. This sentence made Bai Chuxia feel a little embarrassed and hurriedly pushed Fang Yi into the crowd.

"Fang Yi, this thing is worth up to 30 or 50 yuan, and you still spend 200 yuan to buy it. I'm saying you're stupid?" The fat man angrily punched him behind Fang Yi. He never expected why Fang Yi, who has always been smart, made such a stupid mistake?

"Yes, Fang Yi, why are you buying this fake thing..."

Hua Ziyi was also very puzzled, but he believed that Sun Lianda's personal disciple would not make such an overly low-level mistake, so he also looked at Fang Yi and wanted to get an explanation from him.

"Fatty, do you really think I'm stupid?"

Fang Yi smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice a little, and said, "It would be a bit nonsense to say that this thing was used by King Zhuangxiang of Qin. However, it is also a thing that is old. It is probably dated back to the Han Dynasty, and it is something from the reign of Emperor Wu of Han..."

"Han Dynasty candlestick?" Hearing Fang Yi's words, Hua Ziyi's voice suddenly rose a little, "This... isn't this possible? How could objects from the Han Dynasty appear on street stalls?"

Hua Ziyi can be said to be very familiar with the antique market in Beijing. If you want to say that some coins may produce some fine products, it will be acceptable. However, bronze ware has always been prohibited by the state, especially the investigation of unearthed bronze ware is particularly strict. If the old man sold it real, he would probably have been arrested by the police long ago.

"Fang Yi, bring it to me and take a look..." Hua Ziyi reached out to get the candlestick in Fang Yi's hand. When Fang Yi was bargaining, they were just watching the fun and didn't even look at the candlestick.

Although Hua Ziyi is not a category of antiques and miscellaneous items, if the fake is very good, Hua Ziyi believes that he can still see it. He does not believe from the bottom of his heart that this thing can be real.

"Brother Hua, there are too many people here. I'll show you when I go back to the car..."

Fang Yi looked around and said, "I just heard from my teacher Yu Xuan talk about some characteristics of bronze ware in the Han Dynasty. I feel that this is a bit similar, but it may not be true. However, if you spend 200 yuan, you will get a chance to get a bargain. If you were Brother Hua, you would probably buy it, right?"

"What you said is, it only costs 200 yuan for ambiguous things, and I will indeed buy them..."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Hua Ziyi felt that he had grasped Fang Yi's mind, that was to make a small amount of money and would rather kill the wrong one than let it go. Anyway, it would be a 200 yuan compensation, but if this object was a real thing, it would be a big profit.
Chapter completed!