After a while, Miao Zhongchen came with an exquisite box.

"Doctor Fang, take a look."

Miao Zhongchen smiled and pushed the box in front of Fang Han.

Fang Han opened the box and found a pair of exquisite longevity peaches. One longevity peach was about the size of a walnut. What surprised Fang Han the most was that there seemed to be words on the longevity peaches.

Fang Han carefully took out a longevity peach from the box and looked closer. Only then did he see clearly that the longevity peach was filled with dense words "分" on it.

Miao Zhongchen smiled and introduced: "Doctor Fang, this pair of longevity peaches is made of red agate. The value of red agate is not high. In front of you, Dr. Fang, I don't tell any lies. Although the material of this pair of longevity peaches is excellent, it is not too valuable to say that it is valuable. The real value of this pair of longevity peaches is actually the words above."

Fang Han is also looking at the words on it seriously at this moment. The word "Shou" on the agate is very stylish and should be written by a famous artist.

Miao Zhongchen continued to introduce: "The word 'Shou' on it is written by Bai Dongsheng Bai Lao. Each longevity peach has 99 characters 'Shou' on it, but each one is not the same."

"Who is Bai Dongsheng?" Fang Han was stunned and raised his head and asked.

Miao Zhongchen was also stunned, and then said with a smile: "Bai Dongsheng Bai Lao is a famous craftsman in the jade industry. He is very famous in the Guangyun Deep Sea generation. Even an ordinary stone carved by Bai Lao is worth a lot."

Fang Han hurriedly put the scorching peach back: "Boss Miao, this is too expensive, I can't afford it."

Although Fang Han didn't know who Bai Dongsheng was, he also knew the origin of this old man Bai when he heard Miao Zhongchen said it.

As the saying goes, there are top talents in every industry, and all walks of life have their own masters. According to Miao Zhongchen, Bai Dongsheng should be a master in jade carving and making.

Nowadays, when buying things in society, one sells the materials and the other sells the fame. Things like this that masters sell are definitely very valuable.

Miao Zhongchen said that even a piece of ordinary stone carved by Bai Dongsheng was very valuable, and this is not an exaggeration at all.

Just like a doctor, everyone is a doctor, some doctors are not very popular with patients, but some doctors may not be invited by many doctors.

Take Guo Wenyuan as an example. Some rich people are absolutely willing to spend money when they invite Guo Wenyuan to see a doctor. As long as Guo Wenyuan is willing to go to the hospital, a hundred thousand million is definitely not rare. But the problem is that you may not have any way to do it if you have money.

Fang Han understood the truth. It was because he understood that he hurriedly put the things back and couldn't afford them.

"Doctor Fang." Miao Zhongchen smiled and pushed the box in front of Fang Han, saying, "How can I say this thing? It is indeed worth some money in the eyes of the person you like, but if you meet someone you don't like, the price is just that. I won't hide it from you. This pair of longevity peaches is worth about 40,000 to 50,000."

Fang Han didn't say anything, but he was very fucked. What's wrong? He guessed it. It's not very valuable, but it costs 40,000 to 50,000. The values ​​of one person are really different.

Just like the boss of Mr. Da, his small goal is 100 million, and no one dares to set his big goal like this.

"Boss Miao, do you think I look like I have 40,000 or 50,000?" Fang Han looked at Miao Zhongchen very seriously. Well, he does have 40,000 or 50, but in fact it's more than that, but how did Miao Zhongchen know?

Miao Zhongchen laughed: "Doctor Fang, you misunderstood. I will give you this pair of longevity peaches, but I will not receive any penny."

Fang Han hurriedly pushed Shoutao back: "Boss Miao, I dare not ask for it if you say that."

It costs 40,000 to 50,000 yuan, but it costs 100 yuan. This is a bit scary.

Fang Han remembered that when he was very young, the old man taught him that there was no pie falling from the sky. If so, it must be a trap. You can hide as far as you want. Fang Han was urged to escape.

"Doctor Fang, listen to me and finish my words." Miao Zhongchen hurriedly grabbed Fang Han: "Although I don't want this thing, I won't give it to you for nothing. You want to do me a favor."

"What's the busy thing?" Fang Han looked at Miao Zhongchen vigilantly.

What he feared the most was this help. Perhaps this help was a trap. Fang Han had already taken care of it at this moment.

"Doctor Fang, I want to lend you something."

As he spoke, Miao Zhongchen pushed the box to Fang Han again and said, "Don't worry, I will return this thing to you after I use it. We can sign an agreement."

"What?" Fang Han was a little confused. Is there such valuable things around him? It would be worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan if you borrowed them?

"The calligraphy of Mr. Li." Miao Zhongchen expressed his purpose.

"The three words written by Mr. Li Qingqun?" Fang Han was stunned.

"Not bad." Miao Zhongchen nodded: "I will borrow Mr. Li's calligraphy for a while, at most two months, and we can sign an agreement. Of course, if you are willing to take action, that would be even better."

"I do." Fang Han said.

"Ah..." It was Miao Zhongchen's turn to be confused: "Will you?"

Li Qingqun's last calligraphy is definitely very valuable. During Li Qingqun's lifetime, his calligraphy could be sold for between 500,000 and 800,000. With Li Qingqun's death, Li Qingqun's calligraphy became even more valuable.

A top calligrapher, there is definitely a big difference in the value of his works in the world and not in the world. In the world, it proves that new works will flow out, but once he dies, there will be no new works. Now, Li Qingqun's calligraphy on the market costs about one million.

Li Qingqun's last writing is even more valuable. The most important thing is that Li Qingqun's last writing has not been finished, and only three words are just because of the incompleteness that it seems more precious.

Miao Zhongchen wanted to participate in an event for a while and urgently needed something to support the scene. Li Qingqun's ultimate calligraphy was the most suitable and the most respectable for Miao Zhongchen.

But this calligraphy was not in the hands of Miao Zhongchen, but in Fang Han's hands. Miao Zhongchen was also thinking about whether to consult Fang Han. In Miao Zhongchen's opinion, Fang Han's calligraphy was written quite well. With Fang Han's calligraphy level, I think I should like Li Qingqun's calligraphy very much. It's impossible to make a move. Since I can't buy it, I will borrow it and use it.

I happened to meet Fang Han today. Miao Zhongchen was very happy from the bottom of his heart, so he politely served tea, helped Fang Han prepare birthday gifts, etc., so he naturally had something to ask for.

Miao Zhongchen had already thought of a lot of words and planned to convince Fang Han that if there were not enough longevity peaches, he would be willing to produce something more, but he didn't expect that Fang Han was willing to take action.

"I do." Fang Han nodded. He had nothing to do with it.

Li Qingqun's hand was placed in Fang Han's hand, which was a scrolled-up character, usually placed in a corner where no one was.

When it comes to calligraphy, Fang Han is really not very concerned. His writing is purely due to the system and has nothing to do with his own preferences. In Miao Zhongchen's opinion, Fang Han should be a calligraphy enthusiast, but in fact, Fang Han is not.

Fang Han was also worried about Li Qingqun's calligraphy. Keep it, waste it, give it to others, and I can't bear to take action. There was no chance for a while. Fang Han even thought about finding an opportunity to send the calligraphy back to Li Qingqun's son, so he would not stay in his hands to cover dust.

Since Miao Zhongchen was willing to ask for it, Fang Han was naturally willing to take action, and there was nothing he was reluctant to do.

"That's great." Miao Zhongchen was stunned again, then smiled. This was really a surprise.

"Since Boss Miao plans to ask for Mr. Li's name, I'll send it to Mr. Li another day, and I'll take away this pair of longevity peaches first."

This time, Fang Han happily collected the longevity peaches. This was not considered a gift, but a purchase. Then the money would be deducted from the money of calligraphy and paintings.

Fang Han has no specific concept of how much Li Qingqun's word is worth, but someone said that when Guo Wenyuan was celebrating his birthday, Fang Han knew it, and there should be about two million.

"Okay, okay." Miao Zhongchen said with a smile: "Since you are so happy, I will not be pretentious. I will pay you three million to Mr. Li's last word, so this pair of longevity peaches will be the match."

"Three million?" Fang Han was stunned, unable to believe it, so much money?

If he said that, his handwriting was actually better than Li Qingqun's. I just don't know if his handwriting is Miao Zhongchen wants it. Three million is a bit more, and three thousand yuan is not impossible. He can keep writing.

Miao Zhongchen thought Fang Han felt it was too little, so he pondered for a moment and said, "Doctor Fang, 3.2 million cannot be more. Although Mr. Li's final writing is valuable, 3.2 million is definitely not a low."

"Ah..." Fang Han was stunned again. After he hesitated, he had another 200,000 yuan?

"Forget it, I'll add another 100,000, 3.3 million. If you think it's low, I can only borrow it." Miao Zhongchen gritted his teeth and added another 100,000 yuan.

Fang Han did not rush to say anything, but looked at Miao Zhongchen with his eyes curled up. The first time he hesitated, he added 200,000, and the second time hesitated, he added 100,000. Will Miao Zhongchen add another 50,000?

Obviously, Fang Han thought too much, and Miao Zhongchen did not raise the price this time.

Fang Han waited for two minutes and found that Miao Zhongchen did not intend to increase the price. Then he said, "Then let's follow what Boss Miao said."

Miao Zhongchen also let out a long sigh, and he really gave it a lot. This was Fang Han. If he changed someone, he could only speak up to 2.6 million. Three million was the limit, and others might not understand it.

The question is that Fang Han's calligraphy is so good, he should be an expert, and Miao Zhongchen really plans to deal with Fang Han for a long time. With Fang Han's calligraphy skills, in a few years, he may not be worse than Li Qingqun.

"Then I'll send the word to Boss Miao, another day." Fang Han picked up the longevity peach and was very satisfied.

"Doctor Fang, you need to be busy, so I can go over and get it myself." Miao Zhongchen said with a smile.

"That's fine." Fang Han thought for a while and nodded. He was really busy, and he didn't necessarily have time to come again.

Miao Zhongchen: "..."
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