Countryside Magic Doctor

"These are some Qi gathering pills. After eating them, you can improve your ability and follow me. Do you have enough strength? Hurry up to practice!" He Feng handed the box to him and said.

Quite generous and generous!

"You're so kind to me, boss. I really don't know what to say!" Han Li choked. It's a real performance, not a fake. I'm kidding. Such a big box of superior Qi gathering pills.

It's the dragon group elder. They are rare. He Feng just took out a box. It seems that there are a lot of them, at least dozens. What does this mean?

He Feng really takes himself as his own person. Han Li is a little excited and even wants to die for He Feng, just like a scholar dying for a confidant. However, he Feng is a little strange looking at Han Li.

It's just the kind of garbage pill that can be seen in your own space.

As for that? Never seen the world!

At this time, the Archbishop struggled to get up on the ground. There were two huge footprints on his face. It was obvious that he Feng's big feet were 43 yards, but he Feng's face was ordinary, as if he didn't do all this.

Frowning and scolding, "what happened just now? Pretend to be dead. I put my words here today. Even if I die, you have to clean what you should give. Otherwise, don't blame the man for being rude!"

After that, he Feng quickly walked a few steps to a container and banged it. The door of the container was sunken for a moment. He Feng looked at Han Li quietly.

Han Li stepped forward, stretched out his hand and opened the sunken door of the container. Then he threw the large iron plate of the container door into the sand.

After the container was opened, it was lined with small wooden boxes that were neatly fixed and tightly lined, and thick foam was placed on the outer layer.

This is also a normal cultural relic. This kind of thing is very delicate. If you are careless, it will be damaged. Naturally, you should be careful.

"Let your people pull out the box and see what's inside!" He Feng said.

Han Li quickly waved his hand and recruited several of his subordinates. It's not his subordinates. It's his younger brothers and sisters, both men and women. Now Han Li is endless. He Feng's younger brother.

Several younger brothers and sisters looked at him with envy. A senior brother shouted, especially the timid little junior sister's voice, which almost made he Feng get goose bumps all over.

Several younger martial sisters also began to make eyes at He Feng, which is normal. After all, he Feng's hand is so broad and generous. Ju Qi Dan will give it as soon as he says. He Feng's hands are insignificant treasures that are rare in ordinary days.

There is no room for them to be careless. The male compatriots are eager to be He Feng's younger brother like Han Li, while the female are thinking, can they struggle less for 20 years?

However, he Feng didn't pay attention to them. He didn't pay attention to any of those eager eyes. He joked that those at home were enough trouble for him to come out and flirt with others?

Not afraid of the whole backyard fire?

In case of fire, he Feng doesn't think he can easily put out the fire, so it's better to provoke less. At least he has to wait after the wind.

The box was opened. He Feng pulled the Archbishop over. To be honest, he didn't understand the bottle. It seemed to be yuan blue and white, but it was a little small. The poke at the bottom was from Jingdezhen.

It's still an official kiln. It should be very valuable. It's said that the starting price of the auction house is several hundred million, and this is still the starting price. In the end, how many billion people get it, that's two words.

"The whole container is yuan blue and white porcelain?" He Feng was surprised. He was surprised to see dozens of Yuan blue and white porcelain in the most half of the box in the tent that had been supported.

"Tnnd, which bastard told me that the stock of yuanqinghua in the world now does not exceed 100? There are at least 50 or 60 in this place alone, and there are so many in this container that have not been taken out!" He Feng scolded.

"Don't be angry, boss. It's normal. There are naturally very few in the secular world, but for our cultivation world, there are as many things as we need. Apart from the antiques that haven't been fried a few years ago, the pots of pickles in our dragon group are all yuan blue and white."

While holding a folding fan to fan the wind for He Feng, Han Li explained to He Feng.

"Outrageous things!" He Feng said coldly, "what is this? This is the treasure of civilization, this is a work of art. How can we do this?"

After that, he Feng waved his big hand and received all this stuff into the space. The Archbishop looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise. He opened his mouth in horror.

But the pain immediately went straight. There was no reason for him, because most of his face had swollen down. This movement would hurt as much as it hurt!

"Don't make such an exaggerated expression if you have a wound on your face?" He Feng sneered and said in a gloomy tone.

At this time, the people of the dragon group opened another container. There are all calligraphy and paintings on the side. The scrolls are intact. Not many are not full, that is, less than half of the container, which is normal.

Calligraphy and painting covers a small area. It may be stored in a top Museum and can't fit into a container.

"No, isn't it fooling people?" He Feng slapped the table and said with a sneer. The yellow pear wood table next to him broke into several pieces.

"Look, is this called a table? The foam is stronger than this, huh, huh? Right? It's fooling people with fake products, and fooling people with bad products, isn't it? This table is so sturdy, you mean to take it out, fake it!" He Feng sneered.

He shamelessly slandered others out of thin air and joked. If he hadn't made great efforts, how could this yellow pear wood table in the Qing Dynasty be so easily broken into pieces?

The Archbishop wanted to cry and looked at He Feng without tears, just like looking at a hooligan. He Feng didn't know it yet and said with a sneer.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful here. Don't mention anything else. Give me another copy of the same quantity. No matter what, it's really out of order. Take out your things!"

"But, but we have agreed that there are so many. There are 30000 pieces, many of which are all genuine." the Archbishop said pitifully that the 30000 pieces are about to run out of their family. If he Feng wants them, they really don't know how to get them.

"What you said is true?" He Feng sneered and slapped him. "What you said is true? Blind!"