After breakfast, Long Weiguo took a picture of the words written by Fang Han, Shi Shiran went out and drove to Yupinxuan.

As the end of the year approaches, the antique street is also bustling. The weather in the river is good, and more people come out to buy New Year’s goods and prepare gifts, and there are also many people in Yupinxuan than usual.

When Long Weiguo walked into the Yupinxuan, Miao Zhongchen responded with a smile: "Professor Long, I came early today."

"It's holiday, I have nothing to do, so it's just a little more lively here."

Long Weiguo was talking and saw several acquaintances inside. He walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Old Wen, Lao Liang, it's too early for you."

"Professor Long is here, come and sit down." The few people were quite enthusiastic.

Long Weiguo is a famous authority in the circle. Not only that, many people dare not underestimate Long Weiguo's background.

Fang Han actually guessed correctly. The Long family is really an official family, but the one who served as an official was not Long Weiguo, but Long Weiguo's father. Long Weiguo's father was considered comrades-in-arms with Zhang Xiaoquan's grandfather, and he retired from the position of the Political and Legal Committee of Jiangzhou Provincial Committee.

Of course, the old man has passed away for several years. Although the old man is no longer there, some relationships can still be used. Many of the old man's subordinates now hold real power and have close ties with Long Weiguo, which is one of the reasons why Yang Jianying is also more afraid of Long Weiguo.

Long Weiguo himself is also a professor in the Archaeology Department of Jiangzhou Jiaotong University. He loves calligraphy and has a lot of knowledge about antiques and jade. He is an expert in this circle. Without mentioning the relationship between the old man, Long Weiguo's circle cannot be underestimated.

Miao Zhongchen poured tea for Long Weiguo and said with a smile: "Professor Long still remembers the word yesterday?"

"I'm just thinking about it, but you old guy is too unintentional. You dare to ask for five million for three million things you receive. Why don't you want fifty million?" Long Weiguo cursed with a smile.

Miao Zhongchen was stunned. Long Weiguo is so powerful. I have found out what I saw yesterday. Today I have found out the details.

He did earn about three million yuan, but not many people knew about this, so he only showed off a few good relationships. Long Weiguo knew it all night?

"Okay, Miao Zhongchen, you're so unscrupulous. Four million is about the same. You'll make a lot of money. It's worth 5 million. Why don't you want 50 million?" The few people around couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"You are wronged. I received this thing from 3.8 million yuan, and I even gave out a few antiques. In fact, it is more than 4 million yuan." Miao Zhongchen called Qu.

"Tsk, who doesn't know that you are a black-hearted ghost. You are not young anymore and you can't take it away even if you make so much money."

"I'm happy." Miao Zhongchen smiled.

Long Wei Guodao: "I don't care about you today. I also brought a picture of it today, so everyone can take a look."

"I just saw Professor Long bringing good things, and I read it right. Hurry up, let everyone see it. I have been envious of you. I can't let anyone be proud of the surname Miao." The people next to me began to cheer.

"Where am I showing off?" Miao Zhongchen was speechless, but he still looked at Long Weiguo with a gaze, wanting to see what good things Long Weiguo brought.

Long Weiguo has a very good treasure appraisal ability and has no character. He basically has good things to do.

Long Weiguo didn't say much, took out the words in his hand, and someone hurriedly made room beside him. Long Weiguo slowly unfolded and spread the words flat on the table.

"River, river, lake, sea!"

Several people next to him were watching, and when Long Weiguo expanded one by one, someone else was pronunciating one by one.

"This word is good, it doesn't look like Mr. Li's style."

"It's definitely not. This calligraphy is much more vigorous than Mr. Li's words, and it's more energetic."

"Not signed, who wrote it?"

Miao Zhongchen on the side did his pupils shrink. He knew this word. Where did Long Weiguo get it?

Does Long Weiguo know Fang Han?

No wonder I just said how much he made the letter.

"Hey, isn't this letter similar to the other one that Lao Miao took out yesterday? It seems to be written by one person."

"The four words that Mr. Li changed in his last writing?"

"Yeah, it looks like."

"It was completely written by one person. Although this character is different from that character, it was completely written by one person."

"Professor Long, where did you get the word "? Do you know that guy?"

"Tell me, everyone, who is it? Lao Miao has been hiding it."

"I know this, written by Dr. Fang from Jiang Intermediate People's Court, I was there that day." An old man in his sixties interrupted.

"Haha, that's right." Long Weiguo smiled and looked at Miao Zhongchen: "Old Miao, how about it? I told me yesterday that it was not for sale."

"It's just not a product, it's not my thing." Miao Zhongchen smiled bitterly.

He was willing to buy Li Qingqun's final deal, which was a lot of 5 million. What he said just now was bragging. In fact, the total was less than 3.5 million. If he really wanted to sell it, he would make more than 1 million net profit, so he would naturally be happy.

But the four words left by Fang Han are from Li Qingqun's son, and he really can't make the decision.

"A doctor from Jiang Intermediate People's Court?"

"It was the time when the Medical Affiliated Hospital caused an infectious disease in September. I heard that it was Guo Wenyuan, Mr. Guo's student, who wrote good calligraphy, and his medical skills were even more useless. Mr. Li was writing at that time..."

The old man just talked about the story of that day, and everyone was stunned when he heard it.

"No, that's so mysterious?"

"If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. At that time, the young man stopped after Mr. Li wrote three words, saying that if Mr. Li finished the last word, he would have gone out of energy. As a result, although Mr. Li did not finish the last word, he still couldn't hold on and died in two hours."

"Well, Lao He said it well. It really opened our eyes at that time. We were still sighing. It would be great if Mr. Li could meet Fang Han earlier, and maybe he could have lived a few more years." Miao Zhongchen said.

Long Weiguo was stunned. There is such a story inside, which is too mysterious, right?

He knew that Fang Han's level was not low, but the word "Hope" was a legend.

"Professor Long, there is another one, please take it out too." Someone said next to him that Long Weiguo had more than one character.

Long Weiguo didn't hide it, so he took out another piece of characters and slowly unfolded them.

"Dragons and tigers leaps!"

"It seems that Mr. Li has written such a piece, right?"

"Well, the original work is at Professor Long's house. This calligraphy was also written by Fang Han?"

"Obviously, it was written by one person."

Miao Zhongchen was a little surprised: "Professor Long, are you very familiar with Dr. Fang?"
Chapter completed!