"Master Fang Yi?"

When Manjun heard this title, Fatty and Sanpao were a little uncomfortable because their brothers were so familiar with it. They didn't look like a master at the horizontal and vertical view. It was almost the same as saying that they were like a charlatan.

"Fang Yi, our store is all about you..."

After Man Jun introduced the situation, he looked at Fang Yi pitifully and said, "I have imported a lot of jade raw materials these days. In addition, I have also used some huanghuali and red sandalwood. I have also imported some bloodstones from Changhua. The quality should be good. If you have time, you can carve them all..."

Man Jun knew that Fang Yi's fame was hyped this time. He had been in the antique business for so many years, so he naturally knew what to do. Before Fang Yi and the others came back, Man Jun prepared a lot of materials first. Now everything is ready, only Fang Yi, the Dongfeng, was the one who took action.

"Okay, Brother Man, I will carve some objects out tomorrow..."

Fang Yi nodded when he heard this. As the largest owner of this store, Fang Yi was naturally very happy. Moreover, the carved objects were carried out at home, and he didn't need to show up and go to the store to solicit business. Fang Yi was still very satisfied with this division of labor.

Although I gained a lot when I went to Myanmar this time, Fang Yi has never been able to calm down and sort out his gains. Fang Yi also thought about spending a few days of quiet days, but in the process of carving objects, he could make Fang Yi settle down, which is also a kind of practice.

"Fang Yi, are you short of money?"

Man Jun knew that when Fang Yi went to Myanmar, he brought a total of tens of thousands of yuan. Now he bought jade and antiques. He probably didn't have much money on him. He said immediately: I have used less than three million to make materials. If you use money, I will call you all the remaining money..."

Basically all the things sold this time were provided by Fang Yi. From the materials to the finished products, Man Jun and Fatty's three-pawns cost almost no money, so according to Man Jun's intention, the profits this time were not distributed. Except for the purchase amount, the rest belonged to Fang Yi.

"Brother Man, I really need money..."

After hearing Man Jun's words, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing and said, "But the amount of money I need is very large. Millions are probably not enough. You should leave this money in the store to turn around. I have a way to deal with money..."

"What can you do?" Man Jun frowned and said, "Fang Yi, how much is your funding gap? I still have some money here, why don't you take it to use it first?"

"Brother Man, your little money is really not enough to see..." The fat man said in a flash: "Do you know how much money Brother Yi made in Myanmar this time?"

"How much money? How did you make it?" Man Jun was a little confused. Didn't Fang Yi follow Yu Xuan to gain insights? How could he still make money?

"One hundred million!"

The fat man raised a finger and said exaggeratedly: "Fang Yi made a full 100 million yuan by selling stones. Now Brother Yi is a billionaire. Our wealth is not even a fraction of his..."

"What...what? I made 100 million?"

Man Jun was really scared by the fat man's words. He worked hard in the industry for so many years, and now he has added up to all real estate, with a maximum net worth of more than 10 million. Fang Yi only went to Myanmar and actually made 100 million. Man Jun almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

"That's right, Brother Yi bought a stone and sold it to someone else, making a net profit of 100 million..." When talking about this, the fat man looked excited, as if the money was made by him, but he didn't know how Fang Yi was gambling on stones at all, and the description was not so accurate.

"It's not a stone. I gambled a lot of materials, and all the gambles increased..." Fang Yi corrected the fat man's words and told Man Jun about his gambling on stones.

"So that's the case. You... your kid's luck is really extraordinary!"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Man Jun was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He naturally knew about the jade gambling stones, and had also heard the legend of one sword in the gambling stones. However, what Man Jun did not expect was that such a person who became rich overnight because of gambling stones stood in front of him.

"Brother Man, I spent all the money..." Fang Yi spread his hands and said.

"What? It's all spent?" Man Jun felt that his mood was like a roller coaster ride, constantly rising and falling.

Man Jun just accepted the fact that Fang Yi became a billionaire, but in a blink of an eye, Fang Yi gave him such a surprise. No... it should be a shock. That's 100 million. This number can buy all the shops in the entire Jinling antique market. If you want to spend it all in one go, that is not something that ordinary people can do.

"What did you buy all the money?" After Man Jun asked this, he suddenly patted his head and said, "Is it... the antiques you mentioned?"

Thinking of Fang Yi asking him to reinstall the door and reinforce the windows for him, Man Jun quickly reacted. He originally thought that Fang Yi had just made some antiques lost in China from Myanmar, but now it is obvious that this is not the case.

"Fang Yi, you... are you too careless, are you?"

Man Jun pointed at Fang Yi and said, "I know you learned a lot of antiques with Teacher Sun, but... but this is a big deal of 100 million. You don't let Teacher Sun take a peg for you, why did you make a decision by yourself?"

Man Jun has been hang out with antiques for a long time. He knows that the situation is complicated in the industry, especially since the popularity of antiques has increased in recent years, many people have started to think badly.

Those who made high-quality antiques from China for sale were just small-scale fuss, while some people with strong capital and overseas relations were focusing on those outflow cultural relics.

As we all know, the history of Chinese history in the past hundred years is a history of humiliation. More than a hundred years ago, a large number of cultural relics in China were snatched abroad. Now, the cultural relics collected in major museums in China are not even as many cultural relics collected by some foreign museums, and a large number of precious cultural relics have been lost among the people abroad.

It is precisely because everyone knows this history that some people are starting to do something tricky in it. They did not spend money to purchase lost cultural relics abroad, but instead sent some high-quality fakes from China to the name of artworks, and then specifically fooled collectors who went abroad to Taobao.

Not to mention, this kind of fraud has indeed made many people fooled. They spent a lot of money to think they had bought many treasures, but in fact they were fakes made from domestic exports.

Manjun once heard that a boss spent nearly 20 million yuan to buy a Ming Dynasty official kiln plum vase at a small private auction abroad. He took it back and let the experts identify it. However, it was fired at a kiln in Henan, and the year was no more than three years.

"Brother Man, I know it in my mind. When the thing arrives, you will know..."

Seeing Man Jun's anxious and white face, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing. Who is his teacher Yu Xuan? These tricks are all pediatrics in Yu Xuan's eyes. Fang Yi naturally heard of these things, and some of them were even more difficult to see through than what Man Jun said.

But Fang Yi was not afraid of buying fakes himself, because he could detect the year contained in antiques, just like the rings of trees. No matter how similar the fakes made, they cannot be faked in the year, unless the fake person also has Fang Yi's magical powers to reverse the years when objects exist-

ps: Monthly ticket, please give me a monthly ticket! (To be continued.)
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