62: C62 Nose Smoke of All Kinds of Flavors

C62 Nose Smoke of All Kinds of Flavors

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

Obviously, he was very curious about this matter.

An Kang, on the other hand, sneered.

"Of course I have a nose smoke."

"The nose smoke is mixed with musk fragrance and other precious medicinal herbs in the fine-grained high-quality tobacco. It is also aged in a sealed wax pill for several years or even decades."

"As long as it is sealed well, not to mention a hundred years, even a thousand years will be fine."

"Isn't it normal to have a nose smoke?"

Un...

"That nose smoke just now seems to be strawberry flavour."

"What's the matter? You're still interested?"

"Haha, if you want to continue smelling, I can sell this to you. Five million, how about it?"

Four million to buy the snuff pipe.

The risk of losing money was very small.

This made Ankang very proud.

Who wouldn't be happy about earning money?

Lee Yasi was the same.

In her heart, she scolded Ye Fan for being an idiot.

He actually sold it to them at a cheap price.

He didn't put it in the auction.

Ye Fan said coldly, "You really know how to do business."

"Who asked the market to have demand?"

"Really?"

Ye Fan glanced at him.

He then took out a snuff flask from his pocket.

That's right.

It was a huge pile.

Moreover, every one of them was extremely exquisite, displaying the skills of traditional arts. There were calligraphy, porcelain, jade smelting rhino, and gold inlaid with silver. They were all in all kinds of colors.

What the heck!

An Kang continued to tremble.

He stared at the snuff flask in front of him and his breathing gradually quickened.

Had he dug out the ancestral grave of the snuff pot?

How could there be so many?

The key was that they were all well-preserved and came from the palace. If they bought this batch of snuff bottles, they would have at least ten million in profit.

Of course.

The thing that made him feel the most pain was the one in his hands.

The market decided the price.

If such a large batch of snuff bottles were to enter the auction...

It was simply impossible to get a high price.

In other words...

As long as Ye Fan wanted to control the price.

He would definitely pay for it.

He borrowed this money from his friend using interest.

He couldn't afford to delay the long-term stockpiling of goods.

It's over.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

He even had the urge to kneel down before Ye Fan.

"Mr Ye, are these snuff jars of yours real?"

"Of course, they're all real, as if they're fake."

"Do you want to sell them?"

"Yeah, I might sell a few. Right, when do you want to sell it? Let's go together."

Bullshit.

If I were to sell it with you...

Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"Gudong!"

He silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Mr Ye, I beg you, don't mess with me, okay?"

"Who wants to mess with you? Are you crazy?" Ye Fan said angrily.

"No, that's not what I meant."

An Kang said incoherently.

He was as humble as a grandson.

Lee Yasi was the same.

She no longer dared to challenge Ye Fan.

Ye Fan laughed in his heart.

It seemed like only money could make them honest.

Since he had vented his anger.

Then let's play for a while.

In any case, these snuff bottles were for nothing.

Even if he were to smash them, he wouldn't feel any heartache.

Furthermore, antiques were things that were rare and precious.

It wouldn't be beautiful if there were too many of them.

Most importantly, the snuff jars in his hands had traces that could be traced.

There was even a possibility that they were hidden in a certain corner of China.

One or two would be fine, but it was absolutely not advisable to enter the market in large quantities.

Otherwise, it would definitely attract some people's attention.

This was also the reason why he let Bai Xuanxuan sell it.

"Oh right, didn't you just say you want to smell the nose smoke? Come, let's smell it together."

Ye Fan casually picked up a pipe and smashed it onto the ground.

The jade broke into pieces.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

What was going on? Why would a good antique be destroyed?

"It was destroyed?"

Ankang's heart was bleeding.

"Ye Fan, do you know what you did?"

"This is simply a waste of God's gifts."

"I'm just curious, is there any nose smoke in the snuff pot?"

"Didn't you smell it just now? And if you're curious, you can open the lid and smell it. Why did you smash it?!"

Ankang pounded his chest and stomped his feet.

The white silver was gone just like that.

Ye Fan's gaze became serious.

"Your method is too stupid. Why don't you smash it quickly, and the smoke from your nose will be thicker."

"It seems like there really is a nose smoke."

"Smell it and you'll feel refreshed."

"Yeah, it really feels good."

Bai Xuanxuan took a deep breath and felt that her mood was much better. The fatigue on her body also disappeared.

...

"En... This one seems to be a little minty. "

"Eh? This one is apple flavored."

"Wow, this smells good. It's actually lavens."

...

Ye Fan smashed a few more.

He didn't stop until he smashed all of them into pieces.

An Kang was stunned.

He stood where he was.

His heart ached.

Money.

This was all money.

How could Ye Fan be so bold?

Was his family a bank owner?

Bai Xuanxuan was also flabbergasted.

She did not understand why Ye Chen would do that.

If he did not squander, would he feel uncomfortable all over?

She had never thought that Ye Chen had such potential before.

"There are so many good snuff bottles! You actually threw them all!"

"You are trampling on the ancient culture, an insult to the traditional crafts!"

"No, I'm going to call the police and arrest you for destroying the national cultural relics."

Ye Fan looked at their flustered and exasperated expressions and felt refreshed.

This kind of thing. A replica could have such an effect.

He really didn't expect it.

Actually, as long as there were enough Talisman, he could duplicate the snuff flask into trash on the streets.

There was no such thing as insulting the craftsmanship and trampling on culture.

Moreover, they were counterfeits to begin with.

Their value was completely different from what was left behind in history.

It was just that ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell.

"You said you wanted to catch me?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"That's right, I want to call the police! I want to call the police!"

An Kang had nothing to live for.

"Hehe, this is my private property. The snuff flask is not listed as a national protected antique. I can throw it however I want."

"That won't do either. My heart aches for it."

Lee Yasi stood at the side to stop him.

"Ankang, are you stupid? If Ye Fan smashed these snuff bottles, there will be fewer people entering the market."

"The one in your hand is the only one, and it is the top existence."

"It's better for you to earn money yourself than anything else. Don't worry about eating salty radish."

Ankang was stunned.

It seemed to be able to explain it in such a way.

But even so.

He also felt uncomfortable in his heart.

This was his love for antiques.

It had nothing to do with money.

"I'm angry."

Ye Fan suddenly said.

The two did not have any reaction.

Suddenly.

Ye Fan took out another large snuff flask from somewhere.

"Clang!"

Ankang almost fell to the ground.

There are still so many?

Crazy.

This world is crazy.

However, this is the last batch.

The Exclusive Three Talisman in Ye Fan's pocket had disappeared and turned into a stream of light.0

"You scared me just now, so I decided to sell these snuff bottles with you."

"Don't be like that, big brother."

"It's useless to say so much, but we have to sell them together."

Ye Fan had completely grasped the lifeline of a peaceful life.

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