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Jin Muchen turned his head and looked at Helen. Helen was raising her hand at this time, admiring the bracelet he had just given her in the sun.

The sun shone on her face, and her skin seemed as white as exquisite porcelain. She wanted to reject her words, but she didn't say them.

After all, the success of the transaction was all due to her help, so although the request she made was a bit strange, Jin Muchen still agreed to her request.

He drove straight to Flushing, but before going to the hotel, Jin Muchen returned home first, collected the things from Randy this time, first put them back to Fang Bo's antique shop, and then came out of the store and drove Helen to a hotel.

Jin Muchen chose a Sichuan restaurant, which has a relatively authentic taste and is similar to that of domestic Sichuan restaurants.

I thought Helen would be difficult to adapt, but she didn't expect that she would be very happy to eat these Sichuan dishes.

"I really didn't see that you can eat spicy food so much?"

Even Jin Muchen's food was so spicy that he was sweating, but Helen was feasting and said she was enjoying it.

"Haha, I forgot to tell you that I used to eat Mexican food, and I have practiced it a long time ago. However, the flavors of your authentic Sichuan cuisine and Mexican cuisine are quite different. For example, the spicy feeling is not pure spicy. How to say it, it feels very strange..."

Helen killed a piece of boiled fish in one bite, and then said to Jin Muchen, who laughed.

"I really didn't expect that you also had a gourmet tongue. This authentic Sichuan cuisine is indeed not just spicy. They also used a lot of peppers. When they eat this, their tongue will be numb. To be honest, even I can't stand it. Don't you feel the pain at all?"

"It's a good meal like this..."

Helen's answer made Jin Muchen roll his eyes.

When I came out of the hotel, it was already late. It was dark in New York in winter. It was only 5 o'clock and it was already dark.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll send you back!"

Jin Muchen said to Helen, but Helen didn't mean to go back in a hurry.

"No hurry, I just ate a lot, why don't you accompany me for a walk."

After saying that, without waiting for Jin Muchen to answer, he jumped in front of him. Jin Muchen could only follow her helplessly.

After passing through several alleys, before I knew it, I had already arrived on the Main Street where Fang Bo’s antique shop was located.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at Fang Bo's antique shop in a few steps, Helen suddenly stopped.

"Okay, let's get here. It's almost time to your house. Are you going back?"

"What? Don't I have to send you back?"

Jin Muchen felt that Helen was a little confused. Why did she seem to have sent her back then?

"No need, someone will pick me up."

Helen smiled and said to Jin Muchen. When Jin Muchen looked up, he saw a black Chevrolet SUV had quietly slid from the corner of the street.

"Thank you, I had a great day."

After saying that, he didn't wait for him to react. His pretty body leaned forward, with a fragrant breeze, and a pair of soft lips gently pointed on Jin Muchen's face.

Jin Muchen was stunned. What's going on? It seems that he is not so familiar with her yet, right?

But then, Helen's actions made him a little confused. She actually raised her hand and waved her hand behind him. Jin Muchen turned her head and saw that Candice, who was pale, was standing behind the two of them.

Made, I was hit and was fooled by this little girl!

Jin Muchen immediately understood, no wonder she kept the nearby Chinese restaurant in Manhattan and had to come to Flushing all the way.

Is the relationship waiting here to dig a hole? What hatred does she and Candice have? Why do you have to stimulate Candice again and again?

Yes, this time I didn't pay any attention, and she used it as a gun.

"By bye, Candice, Bye bye, Mu Chen!"

When he came to his senses, Helen had already gotten into the car, was lowering the window, and drew a gun at him.

Jin Muchen felt that his head was buzzing. It was awful now. Candice must have seen all the previous scene. What should I do?

The black Chevrolet SUV kicked the accelerator and drove away from Main Street. When Jin Muchen turned around, Candice was already angrily heading straight to the door of the delicious bakery store.

He rushed over: "Candice, it's not like you see, listen to my explanation."

"What else can you guys, don't you, can't stand such temptation? Don't you just like that?"

After saying that, he didn't listen to Jin Muchen's explanation at all, and threw the door hard in front of Jin Muchen.

Through the glass window of the store door, Jin Muchen saw Candice running up the road and going up the stairs directly.

Jin Muchen knew that going to look for Candice now would only add to her worries. She definitely didn't want to listen to her explanation at this time, so she would give her some time to wait until she calmed down and talked.

He turned around helplessly and walked towards Fang Bo's shop. After walking a few steps, he heard a text message on his phone. He took it out and saw that it was a text message from Helen.

"This is just the interest you take advantage of me one day."

Jin Muchen's mind became hot, and he remembered the incident that he and Helen were entangled in front of Curtis and the others that day, so he replied angrily: "Okay, so that's all, I don't want to see you anymore."

Unexpectedly, he was soon answered by Helen: "You agreed to play this game that day. Now you are in the bureau. Unless I agree, you won't be able to quit so easily."

What a crazy woman, Jin Muchen kicked the can in front of him with a fierce kick.

When he returned to Fang Bo's store, Fang Bo was still the same, sitting behind the desk behind the dot and looking at the antique magazine.

"I'll be back so soon? I'm so ugly? Are you in trouble?"

Fang Bo's expression was as if he had guessed something when he spoke. Jin Muchen shook his head with a wry smile.

"Brother Fang, why are you so gossipy at such an old age?"

"Hey! You kid, you really are biting Lu Dongbin, you don't know the kind of good people! I'm talking about it, who stipulates that older people can't gossip?"

Facing the old naughty boy like Fang Bo, Jin Muchen could only shake his head helplessly.

"By the way, I see you came back with two big boxes today. Why did you collect some good things? Take them out and show them to Uncle Fang."

"Hey! You really don't know. This time I really collected a lot of good things. Please wait and I'll take them down and show you."

After saying that, Jin Muchen went straight upstairs, then took down the two suitcases, opened them to unpack the torn clothes, and then revealed the true appearance of the porcelain and jade pieces.

The first thing Fang Bo picked up was the one that Jin Muchen had first seen at Randy's house. The red-foundation and pastel ladies' pattern bottle was put in his hand, and then he looked at the bottom, the pattern, and the body.

Then he took out the magnifying glass and began to check it carefully. After looking at it for more than half an hour, he carefully put down the lady's patterned cong bottle.

"You boy, are you having sex with Yongzheng Fancai?"

"Hehe, this is definitely correct to say that, it's Yongzheng pastel"

"Well, it should be Yongzheng's pastel color. The instrument is good and the preservation is complete. It should have been leaked from the palace back then, but it cannot be considered a fine product."

"That's good, Bo Fang, do you think how much this lady's bottle is worth?"

"Well, compared with the Yongzheng pastel that sold over tens of millions of Yongzheng in the market in the past few years, the difference is still very big. Look at the body quality and shape of the instrument below. Although it is used in the palace, it is unlikely that these small flaws are real royal objects. It should be the ornamental instruments used by some more powerful eunuchs, nannies, or some less powerful concubines in the palace. Is it priced? It is incomparable to the ice blue plum bottle auctioned last year, but if it is on sale, it should be at least 1.2 million. According to this year's market conditions, if the inflation factor is taken into account, it is estimated that the price will be around 18 to 2 million."

After Fang Bo said this, a big stone in Jin Muchen's heart finally fell to the ground, and he didn't lose money when he bought the bottle.

Then Fang Bo picked up the double peach pen and washed it and started to look at it. This time, it took a short time, only about ten minutes.

"This should be a brush washing in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. I guess it should be from the Qianlong period. It is exquisitely made, with round patina, utensils, vegetation, texture, and landscapes. The seal script of Zhongding is also quite beautiful. However, this thing is a niche collection. If you want to sell such things at a high price, unless they are used by celebrities, you don't have any obvious marks. So according to the current market conditions, starting from 200,000, it will be capped by 400,000 if you have to die."

Jin Muchen nodded after hearing this. Anyway, he bought it in packages, so he definitely didn't lose at this price.

Afterwards, Fang Bo picked up the peacock green glaze double beast-eared large-sized Han Fang Zun, and as soon as he got started, Fang Bo sighed in his mouth.

"Now I want to see such clams, there are not many treasures. The preserved quality of this utensil is perfect, with a pure glaze color and a delicate body. Even if it is not a royal court, it can be regarded as a fine product of folk kilns. Moreover, those who could afford such utensils back then would definitely not be ordinary people. They are definitely either rich or noble. Even if they are not a first-class official, they must be rich and wealthy landlords and merchants. If they are not guaranteed, they may be those princes and nobles. To be honest, this utensil is not only from a folk kiln, but from my opinion, the quality of this utensil is even more perfect and beautiful than the porcelain produced by many official kilns. Is the price? It will definitely not be lower than the previous ladies' bottle. If appropriate publicity is made, the price of this utensil will even be higher than that of the ladies' bottle, and maybe it will be!"

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