The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 81 Yuan blue and white jar!
After sending Chen San away, Song Yi started talking about Chen San.

"Chen San is no longer the original Chen San. He has changed his name to Chen Zhen. He is an antique dealer on the surface. He makes fakes and unearthed goods behind his back. Don't trust him!"

Fang Zongtang also knew that a lot would change in ten years. She would not stamp Chen San just because of Song Yi's few words. She had eyes and would see it with her own eyes.

"I know." She picked up the box, put the two pieces of china in the safe and locked it.

After Fang Zongtang closed the door, Song Yi sat for another two seconds before going upstairs.

When he returned downstairs, he was holding a large box in his hand.

"Here you go!" Song Yi walked up to Fang Zongtang, put the box on the ground, squatted down at her feet, and opened the box.

She joked with a smile: "Is it mortgaged to the bank, or is it not mortgaged to the bank?"

Song Yi's hand that unlocked the lock paused, and said in a steady tone, "There is no mortgage."

The box was full of scraps of paper, and when I opened it, it was so full that it all came out.It was like flooding a golden mountain, burying her feet.

Just as she was about to kick the scraps of paper onto Song Yi, he stood up and moved out of the way.

Once she glanced at it, she couldn't move her eyes away.

Inside the box was a large jar of Yuan Qinghua and Gui Gu Xia Shan.

She immediately stood up in surprise: "I have never heard of such a big yuan can from my great-grandfather."

Different from the ordinary Yuan blue and white holding a large pot, this one is two sizes larger, which is not too much for fish farming.

"This is the first auction that Forby's auction house established in Hong Kong. I bought it from a foreign businessman, and it cost 200 million Hong Kong dollars."

She clicked her tongue when she heard the price.

She carefully picked up the large jar and inspected it. It was a rare official kiln product. Based on its size, it must be very rare in existence. As far as she knew, there was only one of this size at the moment.

There is also a foreign language introduction under the box, which Song Yi translated for her.

"According to the description of the crooked countryman, this is something that has been preserved in his family since the age of great voyages. Their ancestors used to serve as maritime trade officers in the royal family at that time, and collected a lot of Yuan blue and white flowers. I asked him privately, He said that many things have been sold by the ancestors, and this jar is the last one!"

She glanced at the documents, and suddenly an idea popped up in her mind.

"Little Pomegranate, do you have to know foreign languages ​​to go to the auction house?"

Song Yi thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to be able to speak foreign languages. You can hire a translator."

She put the jar back into the box and said as she put it: "The translator, if you have colluded with the buyer, what will you do to fool me?"

Song Yi smiled: "I have encountered such a thing before. A local businessman of the older generation in Xiangjiang, who does not understand foreign languages, hired an interpreter to discuss business with people from crooked countries. As a result, the interpreter fooled both ends and made the native The merchant’s quotation was increased by [-]%, and he told the crooked countryman the original price. After he persuaded the crooked countryman, he put the [-]% into his pocket.”

Just hearing this matter made her angry enough.

She wanted to go to the auction house, but she couldn't trust the translator, so she couldn't always let Song Yi follow.

"Little Pomegranate, do you know where I can learn foreign languages?"

Song Yi looked at her seriously: "Didn't the great grandfather let you learn?"

She said angrily, "It's not because of anything else that I learn foreign languages, but because I want to take back what has leaked out. If my great-grandfather knew, he might applaud me in the coffin."

Song Yi had a smile in his eyes: "How do I remember that you just glanced at my foreign language book, and then you were chased by your great-grandfather and jumped into the room?"

　Chapter [-] begins, go ahead!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)