Tang Feng got on the Beetle, Lin Muyu started the car and stopped shortly after driving. She looked at the rearview mirror, then turned to look at Tang Feng.

"Is there no oil?" Tang Feng said: "Hey, I don't do cool labor. I have to pay extra if I want me to go down and push the cart."

"Take it out." Lin Muyu spread her hand in front of Tang Feng.

Tang Feng took out the bamboo pen holder from his bag and put it on Lin Muyu's hand. Lin Muyu took it in his hand and looked at it again and again, looking up and asked, "How much is this worth?"

"This is several times." Tang Feng stretched out his three fingers and gestured in front of Lin Muyu.

"Three hundred thousand?" Lin Muyu said in surprise: "It's hard for a person like you to not get rich."

"Tsk! Do you think the person who is playing collecting brings a printing machine with you?" Tang Feng said: "It should be more than 30,000 yuan." It is not easy to find this in an old house in the countryside. Tang Feng is now a small business manager, so he can only go to such a place to try his luck first.

Lin Muyu took out a small notebook and pen, looked at Tang Feng with beautiful big eyes, and said, "No need to mention the set of red sandalwood Eight Immortals Table, let's talk about this pen holder. When did this come from?"

Tang Feng said: "It is hard to say that from the perspective of patterns, it should be during the Wanli period of Jiajing, Ming Dynasty."

"How come it's only worth 30,000?" Lin Muyu asked in confusion.

Tang Feng replied: "This is not a celebrity model, it can only be considered a top-quality product among the people, not a top-quality product. This is the market."

Lin Muyu continued to ask, "How do you see that this is the best folk in the Ming Dynasty? Why didn't the bamboo green on this pen holder turn yellow?"

Seeing Lin Muyu picking up the paper and pen and looking serious, Tang Feng couldn't help but say, "I don't think you are suitable for writing scripts, but for being the heroine."

Lin Muyu said: "The heroine? I have done it long ago. I don't care about that. They pretend to be like a saint on the screen, and their lives are dirty and messy."

"I've done it long ago?" Tang Feng smiled and said, "Why not do it? That's not great? I can sign an autograph with you."

"Little brother, you don't understand." Lin Muyu suddenly smiled and touched Tang Feng's face, saying, "Being a star requires a price. Behind the dazzling brilliance is sadness. I don't know the hidden rules and don't know why those well-known directors look colder than each other, but their wives are more beautiful than each other?"

Tang Feng said: "They are definitely not for money, because they have long won both fame and fortune. I always feel that artists are unique and subverting beauty and ugliness."

Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "It seems that the talent in cultural relics exploits your ability to understand other things. Be good and talk about it seriously."

Tang Feng sorted out his clues and patiently explained to Lin Muyu that the material used in this pen holder is deep mountain winter bamboo, which is made into a finished product after being treated with anti-mold and mothproofing. Because the bamboo green surface itself contains a natural waxy structure, and the subsequent process is reprocessed, the green green will not fade for a long time and will become more and more shiny.

After Lin Muyu took the notes, he thought about it and asked, "What is the subsequent process?"

"I don't know." Tang Feng shook his head and said, "Anyway, this method has been mentioned in ancient books and it is stated that it has been lost."

"Haha." But before I put my notes away, I put my disobedient hair behind my ears, and said, "Well, I'm going to be with you. Where are you going in the afternoon?"

Tang Feng said: "Of course I went to Panjiayuan to take advantage of this pen holder."

"Let's have a meal first, my sister treat you." Lin Muyu drove the car and drove from Tongzhou to Panjiayuan.

The Beetle was driving quickly on the wide road, and Tang Feng looked at the scenery outside the car window. At this time, the roar of the engine came from far away, and soon, a black Porsche 911Targa4S surpassed the past.

Tang Feng didn't know such high-end trot. He asked strangely: "What kind of car is this? It's so ugly, it looks like a frog lying on the ground." Tang Feng not only thought this car was ugly, but also felt that it was not practical. It has a small space and could not fit anything. Don't let Tang Feng evaluate this car. The evaluation will be in line with Tang Sanwa's tractor in the village.

Lin Muyu couldn't expect someone like Tang Feng to ask this question. She looked ahead and said, "It's Porsche, it's quite expensive. The car purchase tax alone costs hundreds of thousands."

"So expensive?" A row of tractors appeared in Tang Feng's mind.

"Is this expensive?" Lin Muyu said: "If you want me, you don't need to adjust the domestic car purchase tax. You will be charged three to five hundred percent of the luxury tax, which will make him feel pain in his feet, hands, and heartache, so that he dare not buy it." Lin Muyu is different from other traditional rural women that Tang Feng knew. She speaks straightforwardly and has a personality like this international community, unrestrained, fashionable and energetic.

Still talking here, the Porsche slowed down again. When the Beetle looked, the owner adjusted the speed, and Porsche and the Beetle drove side by side. The young owner had a standard noble handsome face. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, turned his face toward Lin Muyu and shouted: "Beauty, why don't you drive a car?"

Lin Muyu smiled slightly and said, "Little brat, don't do it like filming a Taiwanese third-rate idol drama. Keep your tricks for the little girl who goes to school." After that, she pulled up the curtains of the car window.

Tang Feng couldn't help but smile. This woman was very powerful. Lin Muyu gave him a blank look and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Feng said: "I think you have so many ideas for dealing with such people."

"Do you want to try it?" Lin Muyu said: "Don't worry, my sister is reluctant to scold you. You are much better than these little kids who have not been weaned."

The two found a place to eat something casually and then came to Panjiayuan. Lin Muyu pointed to a shop called Gujinzhai in front and said, "Do you still go to where you went last time?"

"Yes." Tang Feng nodded and said, "If you are familiar with it or not, this boss is quite kind."

Tang Feng and Lin Muyu walked into Gujinzhai. This time the boss learned to be smart. He looked at Tang Feng as if he hadn't seen Lin Muyu, and smiled and said, "Oh, you are here, what good things are there this time?" The beauty is pleasing to the eyes, but in the eyes of the businessman, there is no "old man" who is not beautiful at all pleasing to the eyes.

"Oh, you're so polite." Tang Feng asked with a smile: "That Tianshun Tongbao is profitable, right?" The owners of such antique shops have their own old customers. Once they have good things, they will take action quickly.

"Hehe." The boss said with a smile: "Everyone, what is this time?"

Tang Feng took out the bamboo pen holder of Liuqing, handed it to the boss, and asked, "What's the price?"

The boss looked around with the pen holder for a long time, and then looked up the information for a long time. After a long time, he put down the magnifying glass and frowned and asked Tang Feng, "Can I try it with some jealous?"
Chapter completed!