"Hmm? A family heirloom?"

Although Zhao Hongtao did not finish his words, Fang Yi could still hear them. The hand that stretched out immediately shrank back. He knew that Mr. Sun had two sons. If this was really a heirloom, it would be inappropriate for him to take it over.

"Fang Yi, why don't you dare to accept it?"

Seeing Fang Yi's actions, Sun Lianda smiled and said, "Didn't I just say that this item is indeed from the family, but since my generation, there are no business people at home. It's very suitable to give this item to you..."

Sun Lianda came from a scholarly family. During the Qing Dynasty, people from the family had served as officials in the court for almost every generation, and his family was very wealthy.

However, by the late Qing Dynasty, the Sun family's family gradually declined, and they only rely on some of the antiques and antiques collected in the family before to make a living. In this case, Sun Lianda's great-grandfather opened an antique shop in Jinling with a batch of antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

With that batch of antiques, Sun Lianda's great-grandfather bought and sold it. It took only a few years to expand the antique store and opened branches in Shanghai and other places. The business was very prosperous. This piece of Hetian jade hand-held piece with mutton fat white jade was passed down by Sun Lianda's great-grandfather.

The hand-held piece of this fisherman is carved with the legendary fisherman. Every time he goes down the net, it will be a good harvest, meaning that business people can have a prosperous business and profit continuously. Sun Lianda's great-grandfather thought the meaning was very good, so he passed it down from generation to generation.

However, after liberation, some of the Sun family members went abroad, and the main lineage that remained in China could no longer continue to operate antique shops. So now Sun Lianda is wearing this handheld piece, just because it is inherited from the ancestral age, but he has lost that meaning.

"The elder dared not refuse, teacher, then I will accept it..."

After listening to the allusion told by the teacher, Fang Yi still accepted the handheld piece of Hetian jade, because after becoming a disciple, Fang Yi regarded Sun Lianda as his closest person. Just like the master back then, what can't be collected from his family?

"Congratulations to the teacher for accepting a good disciple..."

Seeing Fang Yi's reverence after worshiping his master, Zhao Hongtao also expressed his congratulations, and got up and took out his briefcase, took out something wrapped in a soft cloth bag, and handed it to Fang Yi, "The teacher has given me a gift, so I, a senior brother, can't be stingy. Fang Yi, let's use this string of beads of yellow rosewood as my gift..."

Zhao Hongtao knew in his heart that after Fang Yi finished his master's appointment, if we talk about the distance, closeness and distance, he no longer had the relationship with Fang Yi and his teacher. After all, when he was studying for graduate school with Mr. Sun, he never knelt down and gave such a great gift.

"Hong Tao, although your bead is good, Fang Yi may not be able to like it..."

Seeing Zhao Hongtao take out the string of yellow rosewood beads, Sun Lianda couldn't help but laugh and tease, because he found that when Fang Yi came down from the building, the string of old agarwood beads from the Kangxi period were worn on his wrist again.

"Hmm? Teacher, my beads are real sea yellow beads, and they are 3.0 diameters, and they are all in the eyes. Moreover, I have been playing with them for three years and have been patten for a long time. Such beads of this kind are simply not found in the market..."

When Zhao Hongtao heard the teacher's words, he was a little dissatisfied. He was a little confused. He knew that the sea yellow was the emperor of wood. Moreover, after the 1990s, even in Hainan, there were not many sea yellows in the ages. Now a set of sea yellow furniture costs at least one million yuan.

Although this string is just beads, each one has two corresponding eyes. With the tiger skin markings, it can be said to be the best among beads. Three years ago, Zhao Hongtao spent more than 10,000 yuan when he collected the beads, and the current market price is more than 50,000 yuan.

So although these beads are not as valuable as the piece of Hetian jade given by Mr. Sun, they are also very good at meeting gifts. Zhao Hongtao was still feeling sorry for taking off the beads. It was not that he felt sorry for the money, but because he wanted to find such a string of beads of such good quality, the chance was probably very slim.

"Why? Don't believe the teacher?"

Seeing Zhao Hongtao's dissatisfied look, Sun Lianda smiled, pointed to Fang Yi's wrist, and said, "You are a mess. Let's see how the string of beads on Fang Yi's hand are... "

"Oh? I really didn't pay attention? Fang Yi, show it to me..." Although the lights were on in the room, the light at night was still not very good. Zhao Hongtao really didn't notice that there were beads on his wrist after Fang Yi came down from the upper floor.

"Brother Zhao, I'll give it to you..." Fang Yi took off the bead and handed it to Zhao Hongtao.

"Hey, this... this is an old agarwood bead that has been more than a hundred years old..."

As soon as he got started, Zhao Hongtao screamed in surprise and carefully placed the beads on the table. Then he stood up, ran to the side of the sofa, picked up his briefcase, and took out a pair of white gloves and a magnifying glass from it.

"Fang Yi, you are wearing this century-old agarwood bead like this?" While wearing gloves, Zhao Hongtao said dissatisfiedly: "This thing is the same as my bunch of yellow rosewood, but it cannot be seen. How can you wear it on your hands on your hot days?"

Zhao Hongtao is a playful and knows the maintenance of various cultural relics. All wooden products such as beads cannot be touched by water, otherwise they will turn black and crack. It is like the bracelet of yellow rosewood. Zhao Hongtao has been playing with it for several years and has always kept it in his bag.

"Brother Zhao, I really don't know that there is such a statement, but I sweat less..." After hearing Zhao Hongtao's words, Fang Yi scratched his head embarrassedly. He heard the word "Wenhua" and the two things that happened in recent days. How could he know that there were so many things in it?

However, Fang Yi has practiced Taoist skills since he was a child. Although it is not soaked in the cold and heat, he sweats very little even under the sun. In addition, he usually takes off the beads when taking a bath, so the damage to the beads is not that great.

"This is a collection-level thing, you really want to wear it on your hands..." Zhao Hongtao shook his head speechlessly, picked up the magnifying glass and began to observe the string of old agarwood beads carefully.

"This is Hainan's old agarwood, the top agarwood. It's a long time since then. Moreover, each bead is not a special rule. At least it should be an object from the early days..."
Chapter completed!