"Brother Fang, since you can do Baguazhang, we are also a fellow disciple. I...what should I call you in the future?"

Si Yuanjie was not only depressed that he could not beat Fang Yi, but what he was even more depressed was the positioning of his relationship with Fang Yi. Logically speaking, they were all descendants of Baguazhang. As long as you talk about the master's degree, you can get a different grade, but this doesn't work for Fang Yi.

The Baguazhang inheritance has been passed down for dozens of generations in other sects, but in the Si family, Si Yuanjie is the fifth-generation successor of Dong Haichuan's authenticity. He is extremely high in terms of seniority, but he is not as good as others and he does not know which school Fang Yi is inherited. Si Yuanjie naturally cannot use his seniority to make friends with Fang Yi.

"What do you call me? You'll call Brother Fang..." Fang Yi waved his hand and said, "Although I have some connection with you Baguazhang, I'm not considered the successor of Baguazhang. I'm two years older than you, just call Brother Fang..."

"Okay, Brother Fang!"

Si Yuanjie called out loudly, his parents died, and his grandfather passed away. Today, he met a fellow gangster of the world who was about the same age. Si Yuanjie unconsciously felt a very friendly feeling.

"Hey, I said you've finished fighting, so it's time to talk about this good luck, right?"

The fat man who had been regarded as an air for a long time jumped out now. He was not very interested in Si Yuanjie's origin. He was always concerned about what Fang Yi had just said, which was what prince gave this Ruyi to Dong Haichuan.

"This Ruyi was given to my great-grandfather by the ancestor. It seems that it was given to me by Prince Su as Brother Fang said. My grandfather said that this thing was played with by Emperor Qianlong before, so I don't know anything else..."

Si Yuanjie spoke, his eyes slightly red. Logically, this is something that their family has passed down for many generations and should not be lost in his hands. But now Si Yuanjie is really at the end of his life. If he doesn't sell this wish, he doesn't even have the money to go home.

"This thing is indeed a royal object..."

Fang Yi held the tortoise turtle turtle ruyi in his hand and said, "Tortoise turtle is a sea turtle. Tortoise means longevity in our country, so the Ruyi made from this thing is very precious. Look. The pattern of the tortoise turtle ruyi is crystal clear, and this horny horn is known as "sea gold". It has been regarded as auspicious since ancient times and can be regarded as a rare fine product..."

Fang Yi had long since given this tortoiseshell, which was indeed an object from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Judging from the shape and workmanship, most of them were from the palace office at that time. It is very likely that Emperor Qianlong gave his son to his son and later to his son Dong Haichuan.

The most expensive cultural relics in the Qing Dynasty were the porcelains from the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong. These three emperors developed the firing of porcelain to their peak period and imitated and fired many long-lost ceramics. The official kiln porcelains from the three dynasties of Kangxi, Yongzheng and Qianlong are currently the highest-priced on the market.

But this does not mean that other objects are worthless, just like the tortoiseshell Ruyi in Fang Yi's hand. As a matter of material, it is difficult to find, and handicrafts made of tortoiseshell material are rare in the royal family back then.

Secondly, the tortoiseshell Ruyi's workmanship is very exquisite. It should have been made by Guangdong workers who were as famous as Su Gong at that time. It has a rich, luxurious, elegant and auspicious royal style. What is even more rare is that after hundreds of years of playing with it, the entire Ruyi patina is thick and you can see it at a glance that it is a large door-opening object.

"Fang Yi, don't talk about those useless things, just say how much this thing is worth?" The fat man interrupted Fang Yi's introduction of Ruyi and said, "The emperor's things can be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, right?"

"This is really hard to say..."

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "If this thing is an object included in the royal property book, then let alone hundreds of thousands. Even a million can't be beaten, but if it is not included, the 200,000 to 300,000 will be the highest..."

The royal property book mentioned by Fang Yi is a book book specially used by the Palace Construction Office to record their objects. During the Qing Dynasty, every item from the Palace Construction Office would have detailed written records, which provided a lot of convenience for future generations to study and verify cultural relics.

However, in the late Qing Dynasty, the country suffered repeated wars, and some of the items originally included in the Old Summer Palace were burned by a fire, which also led to the fact that many things originally produced by the royal family could not find their source. This is what Fang Yi is worried about now.

"Brother Fang, why don't I sell this thing to you?" Si Yuanjie suddenly said, "I'll sell it for 200,000 yuan, but Brother Fang, you have to promise me that when I have money in the future, I can still redeem this thing..."

After following Fang Yi and the others for an afternoon, Si Yuanjie knew that Fang Yi and Fatty were both engaged in antiques trading, and he took out more than 100,000 yuan in cash just by purchasing goods today, so Si Yuanjie thought Fang Yi could afford his tortoiseshell Ruyi.

Si Yuanjie also had selfish intentions when selling it to Fang Yi. As long as this thing is in Fang Yi's hands for one day, he would have hope of redeeming it. This is better than selling it to an antique merchant whom he didn't know, and he would never see it from now on.

"Sell it to me for 200,000?"

Hearing Si Yuanjie's words, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "To be honest, Fatty and I are both poor now. If I hadn't fooled 100,000 yuan from Wu Tianbao today, the fat man wouldn't even have the money to purchase goods, where would I find you 200,000?

Besides, don’t rush to sell this thing. I’ll call Brother Hua tomorrow to see if it can be sold at auction. Such good things can only be sold at high prices at auction..."

Although Fang Yi still has tens of thousands of yuan on hand, he definitely cannot afford this tortoiseshell Ruyi. In Fang Yi's opinion, if he meets a buyer he likes, it is possible to sell it for millions. There is no need to sell it in such a hurry.

"I...I don't want it to be on auction..." Si Yuanjie bit his lip, lowered his head, and whispered: "This... this is something passed down from my ancestors. Once it is on auction, I can't find it..."

The Si family is also a rather strange existence in the martial arts world. Starting from Dong Haichuan’s disciple Si Yuangong, he was a farmer who worked in the countryside.

Until Si Yuanjie's grandfather and parents lived a life of peasant life facing the loess and facing the sky. Compared with the martial arts heroes who had gold and silver in their families in the world, the Si family was so shabby.

Therefore, this tortoiseshell Ruyi is the only thing passed down from the ancestors of the Si family. It is of great significance to Si Yuanjie, so he naturally couldn't bear to sell it. What Si Yuanjie said to sell it to Fang Yi was just a temporary solution.

"You kid, are you calculating me?" Fang Yiduo's smart man immediately understood when he heard Si Yuanjie's words. It turned out that this kid regarded himself as a pawn shop, and the things were only pledged to him.

Fang Yi hit the mind and Si Yuanjie hurriedly said, "Brother Fang, I don't mean that, I... I will buy it back twice the time..."

"Okay, I understand what you mean..."

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "It is said that they are all from the world. We still have some connections. I should give you something to the next one, but I really don't have money now, so I really can't afford this Ruyi..."

"I understand, Brother Fang, then... Then I'll find another way..." Si Yuanjie lowered his head, not allowing Fang Yi to see the disappointed look on his face.

"Don't worry..." Fang Yi said, "I'll ask you, even if you sold this thing and took hundreds of thousands of dollars, what are you going to do in the future?"

"What are you going to do in the future?" Hearing Fang Yi's words, Si Yuanjie showed a blank expression on his face, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, but... maybe I'll go home to farm. I... I only know how to work and farm..."

Si Yuanjie is from Ji Province. Although his family is very poor, he still watches TV in the village. Si Yuanjie, who has watched many TV series, used to think that he knows the city very well, has a lot of skills and strength, and will sooner or later in the city and become a successful person like the protagonist of the TV.

But after coming to the city, Si Yuanjie realized that his thoughts were too beautiful and naive. He was cheated of his wallet at the train station and Pan Jiayuan was forcibly chased and beaten. All the things that happened in reality made Si Yuanjie's dreams shatter.

So now Si Yuanjie's heart is full of confusion. He really doesn't know how to go about his future life. Perhaps returning to the countryside to continue planting a one-acre and three-point land at home is his best destination, right?
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