Liu Huaihui is not like Fangyuan. He earns a dead salary, which is just that much every month. A few thousand yuan is not much, but it is not too much.

After Liu Huaihuai put away the inkstone, he turned to Yuan Yuan and said, "Thank you!"

"Thank you for what you are doing. You bought the stuff with money and it has nothing to do with me."

Although Fangyuan said so, Liu Huaihui couldn't think so, because he knew that if it weren't for Fangyuan, he wouldn't have been able to buy such a good inkstone.

At this time, Mr. Xu glanced at Fangyuan and said, "Take it out!"

"Uh!" Fang Yuan scratched his head and said, "You have really sharp eyes."

After saying that, Fangyuan took out something wrapped in a newspaper from his arms. It was none other than the blood inkstone he bought today.

To be honest, although Fangyuan knew it was a blood inkstone, she still wanted to see it through Mr. Xu's eyes, otherwise he would not secretly take it out from the space and put it in his arms.

Mr. Xu curled his lips and said, "If it were someone else, it would be normal for you to bring something worth several thousand yuan to my place, but you, Fangyuan, don't do that."

"All right!"

Mr. Xu took the paper bag from Fangyuan's hand, was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this also an inkstone?"

"Um!"

Mr. Xu frowned, but he still opened the paper package. As soon as he opened a corner, Mr. Xu's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the entire paper package.

Mr. Xu's eyes are so sharp! Even after just one glance, he knew that this inkstone was not simple.

"How much did it cost?" Old Man Xu asked without replying.

"Guess?"

"Ten thousand!"

Fangyuan shook her head and said, "No."

"Give me a hint."

Hearing what Mr. Xu said, Fangyuan stretched out a slap and shook it in front of Mr. Xu.

"Five thousand!"

Fangyuan did not speak, but shook his head again.

"Don't tell me five hundred dollars."

"Less than five hundred, fifty."

"Pfft!" Mr. Xu almost didn't spit it out, and said with a wry smile: "You've made a big mistake."

"It's not bad! Let me see if this thing is a blood inkstone?"

"Absolutely a blood inkstone! To be honest, I have only seen this thing in pictures. This is the first time I have seen it in real life, but I am sure that this is a blood inkstone."

Who is Mr. Xu? He is an expert in this field. As soon as the thing comes into his hands, he will know whether it is real or not.

"Yes, that's fine." Fangyuan didn't care. He knew it was true, but he just wanted Mr. Xu to take a look at it again.

Besides, it doesn't matter even if it's not, it's only fifty yuan anyway.

"I said to you, boy, how come you have all the good things in your hands, and you look so nonchalant, I don't even know what to say."

There are too few good things in Fangyuan's hands, but Fangyuan is different from others. If it were someone else, they would treat it as a treasure if they had just one thing in his hand.

But what about Fangyuan! It seems like he doesn’t care at all. Every time he brings something over, he just lets him look at it and then doesn’t take it seriously.

This made Mr. Xu very speechless, but what can be done? Whoever is lucky can always encounter good things.

"Mr. Xu, is this inkstone valuable?" Liu Huaihui asked next to him.

Because when Mr. Xu looked at his inkstone just now, he looked calm, but when he looked at Fangyuan's inkstone, it was obviously different.

"Is it valuable? Remove the word "?"

"Uh!" Liu Huaihui was stunned for a moment and asked, "How much is this worth?"

Mr. Xu shook his head and said, "It's priceless. Even the inkstone in your hand can't be exchanged for a hundred dollars."

"What!" Liu Huaihui looked at Fang Yuan in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it.

But he knew that Mr. Xu was definitely not joking with him, because it was unnecessary and Mr. Xu was not familiar with him.

"Okay, don't be so surprised, let's go." Fang Yuan patted Liu Huaihui on the shoulder and said.

"Oh! Okay."

Fangyuan said hello to Mr. Xu and left with Liu Huaihuai.

After coming outside, Fangyuan turned around and asked, "Is the old man celebrating his birthday that day?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"Okay, I understand, I will go there the day after tomorrow."

"Um!"

Liu Huaihuai didn't say anything, because he knew that with Fangyuan's relationship with their old man, there was no need for him to say this.

After the two of them got in the car, Fangyuan sent Liu Huaihuo back first, and then drove home.

Mr. Liu will celebrate his birthday in three days, and Fangyuan wants to choose a gift for him.

"Daddy!" As soon as Fangyuan entered the house, the little girl ran over in a narrow and crooked way.

"Come on, baby, let daddy hold you." Fangyuan handed the things in her hand to the nanny who was following her, then bent down and picked up the little girl.

Jin Wenli is at work, and Li Yanran has also gone out to do business. At this time, there are only nannies, housekeepers and security personnel at home.

"Master!" The housekeeper saw Fangyuan coming back and ran over quickly.

"Yeah!" Fang Yuan nodded.

"Master, are you still going out? If not, I will let the kitchen cook."

"I'm not going out." Fangyuan glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist and said, "It's almost time to cook, so let's do it!"

"Okay, Master."

The little girl is particularly quiet at this time, just like her name, Jing, but unfortunately she is only like this when Fang Yuan is holding her.

Normally, contrary to her name, she couldn't calm down for a moment, and Fangyuan wondered if the name was wrong.

After arriving at the living room, Fangyuan sat down and put the little girl on his lap.

"Master, please have some tea." The nanny brought over a cup of brewed tea.

"Um!"

After the nanny left, Fangyuan lifted the little girl up and asked, "Baby, do you miss daddy?"

"Think about it."

"Oh! Where did you think about it?"

"Here!" The little girl pointed to her head with her little finger.

"Hahaha!"

After playing with the little girl for a while, Fangyuan handed the little girl over to the nanny, drank the tea on the coffee table, and went into the basement.

It is also his treasure house, yes! It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a treasure house. Not only that, it is also a very large treasure house.

Of course, this super large one is not talking about size, but value, let’s put it this way! If all the things in this basement were sold, the total value would be at least several times the value of the house he owns.

And this is still talking about the current price. You must know that the value of antiques is not high now. After all, now is the time when all kinds of businesses are waiting for prosperity.

Gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times are still far from the prosperous times, so the value of antiques has not been reflected at all. It will be more than ten or twenty years before the market for antiques really becomes available.
Chapter completed!