In the past few days, Li Zhenfu followed Mr. Yang to various antique markets in Jinghai City and found a lot of things. Although his understanding of antiques is far inferior to that of Mr. Yang, his vision is higher than that of Mr. Yang. After all, he is a practitioner. The authenticity and age of antiques cannot escape his discernment, but if he is really asked to distinguish and explain the origin, historical value and other professional knowledge of an object, Monk Erzhang will be at a loss. Li Zhenfu is now richer, and his horizons have naturally grown accordingly. He is not as elated as he was six months ago when he found a pen holder from the Republic of China period. In the past, he only liked antiques because he hoped to find treasures and become rich overnight. Although he found a lot of good things, it was difficult for him to make waves in his heart. After all, no matter how good the antiques were, it was just a difference in price to him and had no real use. Now, he can finally understand why people like Mr. Yang like to bargain at antique stalls even though they are worth hundreds of millions. For them, money is a trivial matter. What matters is the process, whether there are leaks or not, and even the authenticity of the items. It's so important. When you find something you like, even if you spend a few more dollars, it's worth it. Look at these things with an appreciation of art. "Xiao Li, there is an underground exchange meeting here today, and good things will definitely come out." Mr. Yang suddenly said mysteriously. "Underground auction?" Li Zhenfu was a little confused. Mr. Yang whispered: "You know, where are the most abundant antiques?" Huh? Li Zhenfu was slightly startled, a little confused. Where are the most antiques? Gugong Museum? The British Museum? Or that big collector? He really doesn¡¯t know this. Seeing Li Zhenfu shaking his head, Mr. Yang smiled proudly, thinking that there must be something difficult for you now! As an old man, I am still the best in the antique business. Mr. Yang chuckled and said: "If you want to say where there are the most antiques, of course it is" At this point, Mr. Yang suddenly pointed to his feet. Li Zhenfu suddenly understood, underground. Chinese people attach great importance to funeral customs. They will basically bury some daily necessities with them during funerals, and many wealthy people want to enjoy a luxurious life in the underworld after their death. When choosing burial objects, in addition to the things you usually like, many valuable items will also be buried with it. Some princes and nobles even order to be buried with a rare treasure before they die so that they can enjoy it forever. This type of people is especially Qin Shihuang and Li Shimin. Not to mention the splendor of the Qin Emperor's tomb, Li Shimin's mere edict to put Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" under his head as a funerary object is enough to make the world go crazy. With China¡¯s thousands of years of history, the accumulation of these funerary objects is naturally an astronomical figure. Although there are many ancient tombs discovered by archeology today, they can only be regarded as a very small part of the total number of ancient tombs. In fact, most of the ancient tombs were excavated by tomb robbers. When Mr. Yang mentioned the underground, Li Zhenfu understood that the things in this exchange meeting must be shady. It can be said that more than 50% of today's antiques were leaked by tomb robbers. Although the country has now banned such transactions, everyone only tacitly agrees. Mr. Yang said: "This kind of underground auction will be held every once in a while. After all, some things are not easy to circulate in the market, so it can only be done in this way." Li Zhenfu also had doubts in his mind, and said: "Aren't you afraid that the news will be leaked? ?¡± Mr. Yang said calmly: ¡°Actually, the only people who can participate in this kind of trade fair are people with status in Jinghai. The organizer also has a strong backing in the government, and there are even many government officials participating. It¡¯s just that this kind of trade fair People's identities are relatively sensitive, so organizers often take special care of them." Li Zhenfu nodded. It seemed that he was thinking too simply, but this actually aroused his interest. Since the auction that makes Mr. Yang so excited will definitely not be simple, there will definitely be no shortage of good things. This reminded him of the last auction in the provincial capital, where even big figures like Mr. Wen attended. I hope you won¡¯t disappoint me! Li Zhenfu said secretly. Yang Lao lowered his head and looked at the time and said: "There is still some time before the auction. I will take you to meet a few friends first. This time I won a number with them and we will be in a box later." Li Zhenfu's heart Surprisingly, even Mr. Yang had to join forces with others to win an auction number. How high should the level of this kind of auction be? Seeing Li Zhenfu's surprise, Mr. Yang smiled and said: "An auction account costs one million, although I can afford the money. But there is no need to waste money. Except for those shady guys, everyone basically looks for a few people." Cooperate with a good friend." Li Zhenfu nodded but said nothing, but he was looking forward to this auction even more. Guzhen Pavilion. Li Zhenfu looked up at the gold-plated characters above his head and smiled faintly.  "Mr. Yang, you're here so early!" A fat middle-aged man came down from the second floor with a smile. Mr. Yang nodded, turned around and introduced: "This is Xiao Li, you have seen him before." Boss Qian looked at Li Zhenfu with a surprised expression. This was the first time he saw Mr. Yang bring a young back to his store. , but he never recognized when he met Li Zhenfu. Li Zhenfu nodded with a smile and said: "Boss Qian, my name is Li Zhenfu. I traded a piece of broken Yuanqinghua with Yanglao here half a year ago." When Li Zhenfu said this, Boss Qian immediately started shouting. After all, Yuanqinghua is not As usual, he has a very vivid memory of that incident. "Haha, it turns out it's you, Xiao Li. It seems that your harvest is much more than just a piece of Yuanqinghua!" Boss Qian looked at him thoughtfully, obviously thinking that Li Zhenfu used what happened last time to get into Mr. Yang. Big tree. Hearing Boss Qian call Li Zhenfu Xiao Li, Mr. Yang frowned slightly. He was about to say something but saw that Li Zhenfu looked very indifferent, so he had to swallow the words that were about to come to his mouth. Li Zhenfu smiled faintly and didn't say much. This reaction further confirmed Boss Qian's suspicion, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious of Li Zhenfu, thinking, why didn't he have such good luck when he was young? If I could have been appreciated by someone like Mr. Yang when I was young, I'm afraid my current business would have expanded tenfold. However, this thought passed away in a flash. After all, he is now a relatively well-known boss in the antique business in Jinghai City, and Li Zhenfu is just a newcomer. Although he has climbed the big tree of the Yang family, it is still very difficult to get there. It's uncomfortable, at least it can't attract his attention now. Thinking of this, Boss Qian lost interest in having a close relationship with Li Zhenfu, turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, this time I will follow you to see the scene, and you will have to give me some advice then!" Li Zhenfu saw that Qian The boss's attitude towards him was contemptuous, and his expression did not change. After all, relatively speaking, he despised the boss Qian more. The dragon would not be angry because the ants looked down upon him. This was the difference between the two worlds. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!