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Chapter 62 Snuff of all flavors

Ye Fan's eyes sparkled.

Obviously very curious about it.

Ankang sneered.

"Of course there's snuff."

"Snuff is made by mixing finely ground high-quality tobacco powder with precious medicinal materials such as musk, and aging it in sealing wax pellets for several years or even decades."

"As long as it is sealed well, let alone a hundred years, even a thousand years will be fine."

"Isn't it normal to have snuff?"

Ok……

"The snuff just now seems to be strawberry."

"What? Are you still interested?"

"Haha, if you want to keep smelling, I can sell you this one, 500 million, how about it?"

400 million to buy the snuff bottle.

The risk of losing money is very small.

This made Ankang very proud.

Who is not happy making money?
The same is true for Li Yasi.

He still called Ye Fan a fool in his heart.

It was sold to them cheaply.

Do not put yourself at auction.

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

"Who made the market demand it?"

"is it?"

Ye Fan glanced at his mouth.

Then he took out a snuff bottle from his pocket.

That's right.

Just a handful.

And each of them is extremely exquisite, showing the skills of traditional art, some with calligraphy, some with porcelain glazing, some with jade and rhinoceros, and some with gold and silver inlaid, all kinds and colorful.

I go!

Ankang continued to tremble.

He stared at a snuff bottle in front of him, and his breathing became short of breath.

Is this the ancestral grave of the snuff bottle?

How can there be so many.

The keys are all well preserved, and they come from the court. If you buy this batch of snuff bottles, there will be at least tens of millions of profits.

of course.

What hurt him the most was the one in his hand.

The market determines the price.

If such a large number of snuff bottles enter the auction.

Can't afford a high price at all.

In other words.

As long as Ye Fan wants to control the price.

He will certainly pay.

The money was borrowed with interest from a friend.

He can't afford to hoard goods for a long time.

It’s over.

A cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

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

"Brother Ye Fan, are these snuff bottles of yours genuine?"

"Of course, all of them are guaranteed to be true."

"Are you going to sell it?"

"Well, maybe a few will be sold. By the way, when will you sell it? Let's go together."

fart.

If I sell it with you.

That's not bad.

"Gudong!"

He swallowed silently.

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

"Who's going to mess with you? You're sick." Ye Fan said angrily.

"No, that's not what it means."

Ankang speaks incoherently.

Humble as a grandson.

The same is true for Li Yasi.

He never dared to challenge Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan secretly laughed in his heart.

It seems that only money can keep them honest.

Now that I have vented my anger.

Then play for a while.

Anyway, these snuff bottles came for nothing.

It doesn't hurt even if you drop it.

And antiques are rare and expensive.

Too much is not beautiful.

The most important thing is that there are traces of the snuff bottles in his hands.

There may even be an identical one hidden in a corner of Huaxia.

One or two is okay, and it is absolutely not advisable to flow into the market in large quantities.

Otherwise, it will inevitably attract the attention of some people.

That's why he asked Bai Xuanxuan to sell her.

"By the way, didn't you just say you want to smell snuff. Come on, let's smell it together."

Ye Fan randomly picked up a snuff bottle and smashed it on the ground.

I saw that the emerald jade shattered and fell apart.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What's going on here, why would a good antique be smashed?
"Broken?"

Ankang's heart is bleeding.

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

"It's just a waste of money."

"I'm just curious, is there any snuff in the snuff bottle?"

"Didn't you smell it just now? And you can open the lid and smell it out of curiosity, why smash it!"

Ankang beat his chest and stamped his feet.

The white money is gone.

Ye Fan stared.

"Your method is too stupid, it is better to smash it quickly, and the snuff will be more intense."

"It seems that there is really snuff."

"It's refreshing to smell it."

"Well, it really feels good."

Bai Xuanxuan took a deep breath, and felt her mood improved a lot, and all the fatigue in her body receded.

……

"Hmm... this one seems a bit minty."

"Huh? This is apple flavor."

"Wow, this smells so good, it's actually lavender."

……

Ye Fan smashed several more in a row.

He didn't stop until he smashed all the snuff bottles in his hand.

Ankang was stunned.

He stood still.

Heartache.

money.

It's all money.

How could Ye Fan be so arrogant.

Does his family run a bank?

Bai Xuanxuan was also dumbfounded.

She didn't understand why Ye Chen did this.

Undefeated people feel uncomfortable all over?

I didn't realize that Ye Chen had such a potential before.

"So many good snuff bottles, you dropped them all!"

"You are trampling on ancient culture and an insult to traditional craftsmanship!"

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

Ye Fan looked refreshed when he saw their distraught expressions.

This imitation can have such an effect.

Really did not expect.

In fact, as long as there are enough talismans, he can copy the snuff bottle into the rubbish of the bad street.

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

And they are themselves counterfeit.

The value is completely different from the real historical relic.

It's just that ordinary people can't see it.

"You said you wanted to catch me?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Yes, I want to call the police! I want to call the police!"

Ankangsheng has nothing to love.

"Hehe, this is my private property, and the snuff bottle has not been listed as a national protected antique. I can drop it as I like."

"That's not okay, I just feel bad."

Li Yasi stopped him from the side.

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

"The one in your hand is the only one, the topmost existence."

"It's better to make money by yourself than anything else, don't worry about eating carrots."

Ankang was taken aback.

It seems that it can be explained in this way.

But even so.

He was also distressed.

It's a love affair with antiques.

Nothing to do with money.

"I am angry."

Ye Fan said suddenly.

The two haven't responded yet.

suddenly.

I saw Ye Fan took out a large handful of snuff bottles from nowhere.

"Bang!"

Ankang almost staggered and fell to the ground.

There are so many more?
crazy.

The world is crazy.

However, this is the last batch.

The inference talisman in Ye Fan's pocket has disappeared and turned into a streamer.

"You frightened me just now, so I decided that these snuff bottles must be sold with yours."

"Don't mind me, brother."

"It's useless to talk too much, but we have to sell together."

Ye Fan had completely pinched Ankang's lifeblood.

(End of this chapter)