Kunming Antique Street is an ancient street with a long history. It is said that this street existed in the Yuan Dynasty, and it still maintains ancient buildings. It is the most concentrated place for collectors and treasure hunters. Of course, it can also attract those who come here.

For tourists traveling in Kunming, in addition to the numerous antique shops on both sides of the streets, a unique street stall culture has also formed in the periphery. A few newspapers, a piece of old cloth, spread on the ground, and some old objects can start a business.

Today's weather is gloomy, neither cold nor hot. People are coming and going everywhere. The four of them take slow steps to appreciate everything around them. Except for Bai Han, who is not very interested, the three of them are very interested.

Gao Gao, especially Liu Yue, wanted to buy every one of those small trinkets and antiques.

At this time, Ye Xiaofan was using his divine pupils to scan the objects placed on the street stalls around him, but he was a little disappointed. After walking several hundred meters and scanning dozens of houses, he still didn't see a single object with spiritual energy.

When I was in a state of confusion, my eyes suddenly stopped on a little old man standing on the stall.

There were many ancient objects placed in front of the little old man. Ye Xiaofan saw that most of these objects were covered with a layer of plaster to make them look ancient. In fact, they were just modern fakes and were not worth much. But there was one

But this object attracted Ye Xiaofan. It was a set of cups, seven in total. They looked like ordinary ceramic cups, with a lively dragon carved on them. Each cup also had a touch of cyan gas on it.

Ye Xiaofan picked up one of the cups and looked at it with his clairvoyant eyes. After a while, Ye Xiaofan took back his clairvoyant eyes and was very excited. This was a set of seven-dragon water cups refined by Xu Fu, a mage under the throne of the King of Qin during the Qin Dynasty, and later presented to him.

When the King of Qin drank tea, it is said that if seven cups of tea were put in at the same time, the scene of seven dragons playing in the water could be seen in the cups. Of course, this is just a legend and cannot be verified, but Ye Xiaofan knew it was true because he saw this incredible thing just now through perspective.

One scene.

This set of cups has a very long history, and more importantly, the cups once used by King Qin, their value is far beyond estimating. They are veritable antiques, good things, and I don’t know where this little old man got them.

"Hey, young man, do you want to buy it? If not, don't stop me from doing business." Seeing Ye Xiaofan holding the cup in a daze, the little old man couldn't help but said. He could see that this young man liked this set of cups very much, but

In his eyes, this set of cups is the least valuable among the stalls.

For money, this set of cups was sold to him by a rag collector for fifty yuan. Originally, he didn't even want fifty yuan, but the man was an acquaintance, so he couldn't tell but he could only buy it and put it here to see if he could meet any idiot.

If you sell it, even if you don't make a profit, you can still maintain your capital.

Ye Xiaofan came to his senses, took the cup and said to the little old man: "Buy, of course, I wonder how much this set of cups costs?"

The little old man glanced at Ye Xiaofan. He didn't look like a rich man in what he was wearing. He raised five fingers and said, "Five hundred, take it if you like it."

"Five hundred?" Ye Xiaofan almost fainted with excitement. Isn't this too cheap?

But the little old man misunderstood Ye Xiaofan, thinking that the price was too high and scared him. He didn't want to lose customers who liked this set of cups. After all, it had been sitting here for more than half a month and no one cared about it. Someone asked today why he should take it.

After selling it, he spoke again and said: "Young man, I can see that you like this set of cups, so the old man won't make any money from you. You can take a hundred yuan, and it can't be any lower."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaofan had the urge to vomit blood. Suddenly, his grandma's price dropped to one hundred. One hundred yuan bought a set of seven dragon water cups. Ye Xiaofan felt happy in his heart. Just when he was about to pay, other stalls watched.

Long Hao and the others came over and saw the cup in Ye Xiaofan's hand. Long Hao leaned down and looked at it and said: "This cup is very ordinary, worth at most twenty yuan."

Bai Han glanced at it and agreed: "I don't think it's worth twenty yuan."

Ye Xiaofan was speechless when the two people talked, but the little old man looked a little ugly. Looking at the hesitant Ye Xiaofan, he sighed and said: "Little brother, I will sell this cup to you for half of the loss, fifty yuan, head office.

Alright?"

Ye Xiaofan quickly took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the little old man. The little old man happily took the money and breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully packed the seven cups for Ye Xiaofan.

The Seven Dragons Playing Cup was easily bought for fifty yuan. Ye Xiaofan felt so happy. He secretly wondered if the old man would be mad to death on the spot if he knew that this cup was worth tens of millions.

"Xiaofan, I don't know why you bought those seven broken cups. Don't you think it's troublesome to hold them?" Long Hao took out a cigarette and handed one to Bai Han and one to Ye Xiaofan.

Ye Xiaofan smiled softly and whispered: "Brother Long, if I told you that this set of cups is worth at least tens of millions, would you believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway." Long Hao said cheerfully. He didn't believe that a broken cup bought for fifty yuan could be worth tens of millions.

Bai Han also shook his head.

Ye Xiaofan smiled and said nothing. He was going to let these two guys see what a miracle was, and at the same time, he also wanted to confirm what he saw with his magical pupil. Ye Xiaofan had blindly trusted him since he had the magical pupil. He had never confirmed it and had no way of knowing it.

Confirmed, I accidentally got the Seven Dragons Playing Cup today, which inevitably gave me some ideas.

"Brother Bai, is there a teahouse nearby? It's not too late for everyone to rest for a while and continue." Ye Xiaofan said to Bai Han.

Bai Han pointed to a wooden building in front and said: "There is a teahouse there. Recently, a veteran with profound tea skills came here. He is deeply loved by tea lovers. Unfortunately, I have never liked tea and I can't taste it.

What a smell, I often come here with the old man."

While introducing Bai Han, he led everyone towards the teahouse. As soon as the four of them stepped in, a young man came up quickly. When he saw Bai Han, his face lit up and he said excitedly: "Mr. Bai, you are

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. I hope the stars and the moon finally come to you today.”

The young man was hired by the old master of this teahouse to help with the chores. Of course he knew Bai Han, who often accompanied Mr. Bai here. He smiled naturally when he saw Bai Han. This was mainly because of Bai Han's status, and also because Bai Han was so generous.

, almost every time I get a big tip.

Bai Han patted the young man on the shoulder and said: "Arrange a private room for me, and ask the old man to come over and make two pots of good tea for these good friends of mine." After saying that, Bai Han took out a few red tickets from his pocket.

into the hands of young men.

The young man took the red tickets and glanced at them. There were at least five or six of them. He smiled broadly and immediately led the four of them towards the box upstairs, for fear of neglecting the sponsors.

The four of them were arranged in box No. 8. The box was very spacious and bright. It was decorated with wooden materials. You could smell a strong sandalwood fragrance when you entered the door, which was refreshing.

Not long after Ye Xiaofan and the others sat down, an old Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe, six feet tall, with white hair and a childish face came into the box. The old Taoist priest also carried a wooden box in his hand.

The moment the old Taoist priest entered the door, Ye Xiaofan felt an aura, which belonged to an ancient warrior. His eyes glanced over unconsciously, and he was shocked. This old Taoist was indeed an ancient warrior, and he was very powerful.

The inner elixir has turned red, which means that the old Taoist has entered the late stage of the earth realm.

The old Taoist had no idea that Ye Xiaofan had seen through his strength, but he also saw that Ye Xiaofan was an ancient warrior in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm, and he smiled faintly, as if he didn't care at all.

"Boy Bai, we meet again, why don't you see old man Bai coming today?" the old Taoist said while opening the wooden box.

Bai Han was a little embarrassed. The old Taoist in front of him and his grandfather were good friends, and only the old Taoist in front of him dared to call grandpa that way. He smiled and politely replied: "Grandpa, I have been feeling unwell these past two days. I am recuperating at home. Today I mainly focus on

I’m bringing some good friends over to try the tea you made.”

The old Taoist said "Oh" and took out the utensils in the box one by one. In addition to the small stove for warming tea, there was also a set of rosewood teacups and a few various famous teas.

After everything was ready, the old Taoist priest asked: "I wonder what kind of tea do you friends like to drink? Dahongpao? Tieguanyin? Or?" While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Ye Xiaofan instead of Bai Han. He knew that Bai Han likes this.

The boy doesn't know how to taste tea at all.

Seeing the old Taoist priest staring at him and asking questions, Ye Xiaofan glanced at the tea prepared by the old Taoist priest, smiled and said, "Senior, please make us a pot of Tieguanyin."

The sound of "Senior" made the old Taoist priest feel happy. He nodded and started to move his hands. In less than ten minutes, a strong aroma of tea floated out from the tea set on the small stove. Even Bai Han, who didn't like drinking tea, wafted out from the tea set on the stove.

They couldn't help but take a breath.

After a few more minutes, the old Taoist priest took the teapot off the small stove, then poured a cup for everyone, waving for everyone to try it, and looking at the few people expectantly. Long Hao and Liu Yue picked up the teacups and started drinking.

He drank it all in one gulp like drinking water, calling the tea good, but in fact they didn't even taste it. The old Taoist glanced at the two of them and shook his head helplessly, then turned his eyes to Ye Xiaofan.

Ye Xiaofan slowly picked up the tea cup, first put it to his nose and smelled the fragrance of the tea, then slowly took a sip, then closed his eyes, feeling the different feeling, and soon Ye Xiaofan's face showed

He gave a faint smile. He knew that tea is for tasting, not for drinking. If you want to quench your thirst, it is better to have a bottle of mineral water. Drinking tea is a kind of artistic conception. As long as you are in a good mood, you can drink it.

It was a different feeling. Ye Xiaofan was in a good mood at this time. In addition to tasting good tea, he also got the Seven Dragons Cup.

Seeing Ye Xiaofan's expression, the old Taoist priest burst into a faint smile and asked, "My dear friend, how do you like this tea?"

Ye Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes and said softly: "Tea is good tea. If it can be paired with a good tea cup, it will be even more perfect."

The old Taoist priest nodded. Although rosewood teacups are relatively expensive, they are also very common. He sighed and said, "It's hard to find good teacups. I have been searching for many years and still haven't found a teacup that satisfies me."
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