Chapter 105: The Pan Family Garden

  In the year 2000, Beijing's subway lines were not yet fully connected. To get from Beiqing to Panjiayuan, you had to take two buses. Xuanqi finished breakfast and waited for Sumi Xue at the school gate. There was still a week before school started, and the whole Beiqing area was relatively quiet.

  A bright red Porsche Cayenne stopped beside Xuan Qi, the side window slowly falling, Hong Chen, wearing a brown jacket and casual pants, looked at Xuan Qi with a bright smile, her long hair tied in a neat ponytail, Hong Chen's androgynous outfit had a kind of mature beauty, like a blooming rose.

  "Come on!" Hong Qiancuo called out to Xuan Qi, her head nodding in greeting, her ponytail fluttering lightly, the mature woman suddenly transformed into a lovely young girl.

  Xuan Qi felt his heart beating faster and faster, while Lao Ding said in his ear: "This furnace is extraordinary! All the charms are almost entering the house, every move, every gesture, full of charm. You should also cultivate quickly, and then break her virginity..."

  Xuan Qi was no longer paying attention to what Lao Ding said, sitting in the passenger seat, staring at Hong Qin. The tight vest perfectly outlined her chest, and the high collar revealed a patch of snow-white skin between the black shirt, with a deep, deep valley!

  Under Xuan Qi's gaze, Hong Qin not only didn't show any shyness, but instead puffed out her chest, and the two arms that were pressed on the steering wheel, intentionally squeezed inwards, making the originally deep cleavage even deeper!

  "Does it look good?" Hong Jin's voice was filled with laziness, and her eyes were even more flirtatious. Seeing Xuan Qi's shocked expression, she said in a sultry voice: "Thanks for what happened yesterday!"

  "What happened yesterday?" Xuan Qi looked like a silly soul, with a foolish expression on his face, but his eyes were actually very sharp. Pretending to be stupid and confused was not going to work on him.

  Hearing Xuan Qi's response, Hong Chen's eyes flashed with surprise. Everything yesterday seemed strange, and after thinking carefully for a night, Hong Chen overturned all the speculation that it was just a coincidence, leaving only one relatively reliable idea - that Xuan Qi had secretly manipulated things behind the scenes. So when Hong Chen met Xuan Qi, she deliberately set up a trap, step by step luring Xuan Qi in, wanting to use this method to probe Xuan Qi's bottom line. But the result was a completely different answer, leaving Hong Chen stunned! Was everything yesterday really just a coincidence?

  Xuan Qi's mouth was curved with a smile, carelessly gazing out the window. A cultivator's willpower is extraordinary. At first, Xuan Qi was indeed taken aback by Hong Chen's sudden move, but later when Hong Chen deliberately squeezed him, Xuan Qi had already woken up and intentionally played dumb to deceive Hong Chen.

  Watching Suming Xue walk out of school, Xuan Qi jumped off the car and waved at her. Then let her sit in the passenger seat, Xuan Qi got on the back seat. The car wheels turned and headed towards Panjia Garden.

  Panjiayuan Antique Market was formed in 1992, covering an area of 48,500 square meters. The market is divided into six business districts: stalls, ancient buildings, classical furniture, modern collectibles, stone carvings and dining services. Mainly engaged in the sale of antiques, handicrafts, collectibles and decorative items, with annual turnover reaching hundreds of millions of yuan. The market has more than 4,000 business households and nearly 10,000 business people. With the rise and prosperity of folk antique art transactions, it has gradually developed into a large-scale antique art market with an ancient charm.

  After Ka Yan stopped, Xuan Qi took the two little girls into the bustling Pan's Garden, which was the most popular antique market in the country. The shops were open 365 days a year, and the stalls were open every weekend. Although it wasn't as prosperous as it would be in later years, and there weren't as many foreign tourists, it already had some signs of its future prosperity.

  Hong Qin and Su Mengxue had never been here before, but Xuan Qi's later generations had come, so they were not surprised. The group walked a distance inside, and suddenly Su Mengxue let out an exclamation: "So many linked paintings, little people books!" She rushed over, squatting in front of the stall, happy like a child.

  Xuan Qi also followed the past, looking at the colorful and intricate paintings, Xuan Qi seemed to have found that lost childhood innocence. Squatting down to carefully flip through, looking at familiar scenes, he returned to his very young childhood.

  Pan Jianyuan is the most comprehensive collection market in China. The main items operated include antique furniture, stationery, ancient books and paintings, old books and periodicals, agate jade, ceramics, domestic and foreign currencies, bamboo wood carvings, shadow puppet masks, Buddhist relics, ethnic costumes and accessories, special era relics, etc.

  It's not surprising to see the comic books here. The slightly worn-out boss, seeing a customer coming in, hurriedly shouted out: "The Legend of Yue Fei, the whole set for 650, and you can also find the entire Pan Family Garden series here. All the books on this side are complete sets, while the single volumes on that side are cheaper, only 80 each."

  "Huh?" Su Mingxue looked puzzled, blinking her clear black and white eyes, and asked the boss: "Why is it so expensive? Didn't it just cost a few cents when it was first published?"

  "Little girl, you're an amateur at first glance." The boss solicited business while setting up a sales pitch: "These little books are all decades old. To be able to preserve them in such good condition, they're no longer just ordinary books, but antiques with heritage. Plus, some of the comics from special eras that were once burned have become rare editions. Just the other day, I sold a set of 'Water Margin' for a pretty penny, do you know how much?"

  The boss saw Su Mingxue and Hong Qinxiao were pretty, and their clothes were bright and expensive, so he couldn't help but say a few more words, sincerely showing off, stretching out three fingers to gesture: "300,000 yuan! Less one cent, they can only watch!"

  Xuan Qi knew that the boss was telling the truth. With the prosperity of the antique market, all kinds of collectors and players entered the scene. As long as it was related to collecting and antiques in Huaxia Country, everything seemed to skyrocket like a rocket.

  Panjiayuan is a window for displaying collections, a platform for collectors to communicate with each other, and a paradise for treasure hunters. It is the largest gathering place for folk handicrafts in China. There are snuff bottles from Hebei Province, New Year's pictures from Yangliuqing, embroidery from Jiangsu Province, wood carvings from Dongyang, stone carvings from Quyang, shadow puppets from Shandong Province, porcelain and crystal ornaments from Jiangxi Province, purple clay teapots from Yixing, bronze wares from Shaanxi Province, costumes from Yunnan Province, Buddhist supplies from Tibet, white jade from Xinjiang Uygur Autonomous Region, and chinaware from Taiwan. These folk handicrafts with different local characteristics gather in Panjiayuan from all over the country and are sold to the whole country and the world from here.

  Su Mengxue and Hong Qin each bought a few volumes of comics, reliving their childhood. Afterwards, they followed Xuan Qi to the market, where Xuan Qi wanted to buy fire-attribute jade stones, so they headed towards the Jade Stone Trading Market. Xuan Qi cared about the attributes of the jade, but not its quality, which greatly expanded his selection range.

  Su Mengxue and Hong Qin did not continue to follow Xuan Qi, but instead went to a nearby antique market. Su Mengxue's grandfather, Su Binglin, was friends with the principal of Beiqing University, Lu Guangyan. Su Mengxue had received special treatment from Lu Guangyan when she took the entrance exam for Beiqing University and was assigned to a graduate student dormitory during room assignments. Although it wasn't a single-family house, it was a small single room with a sunny window.

  Su Mengxue had always wanted to visit Pan's house to thank them, and today she happened to be in the area, so she thought of buying a vase as a gift. In addition, Su Mengxue had previously seen Xuan Qi sell an 80,000 yuan Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase with eight sides and a spring pattern to Su Binglin. The little girl naively thought that antiques could be found everywhere, and that she could pick up a leaky one anywhere.

  Xuan Qi didn't take it to heart, standing in the jade stone trading market, using his appraisal technique. The Pan family's garden was a mix of dragons and snakes, this place used to be able to pick up leaks, but now it's mostly some unscrupulous masters, after using the appraisal technique, all the items on each stall became dull, one by one, specialized in selling jade stones, what are they selling? All are fake stones.

  Xuan Qi walked forward, carrying a card on his body, with several million yuan still left on it. This time, Xuan Qi planned to buy more attribute-bearing jade stones in preparation for future needs.

  On a stall, there was a water-attribute jade stone. Xuan Qi squatted down and picked it up, asking: "How much is this?" This was a two-foot-six-long, four-finger-wide, one-finger-thick jade plaque. The carver had tried his best to make it into a guan plate used by ancient officials when they went to court, but because of the poor craftsmanship and inferior quality of the jade stone, it looked somewhat rough.

  "Little brother, you really know your stuff. This is a court tablet from the Kangxi period, used by officials when they went to court to meet the emperor." The boss, with his pointed mouth and cheeky face, had often cheated tourists and foreigners before, but seeing Xuanqi's expensive clothes, he decided to take advantage of him and made a "8" shape with his hands: "I'll only sell it to you for 800,000. If you pass up this opportunity, there won't be another chance like this!"

  Xuan Qi burst out laughing, this boss is quite cunning. Xuan Qi asked the boss: "Do I look like a foreigner? Or a big-headed sheep waiting to be slaughtered? This broken jade signboard is still a Qing dynasty imperial board. Boss, do you know what an imperial board is also called?" Xuan Qi's face showed a painful and frightening lack of culture.

  Huiban is also known as handboard, jade board or morning board. It was a tool used by ancient officials when they went up to the palace to meet with their monarch. In ancient times, civil and military officials would hold huiban in both hands when meeting with the emperor, to record imperial decrees or instructions, and could also write down what they wanted to report to the emperor on the huiban, to prevent forgetting.

  The boss opposite him had a primary school education, and at this time he was really confused, not knowing where he went wrong. These words were said too much, and as soon as they opened their mouths, even if they picked up a toothpick from the restaurant, they would habitually exaggerate that it was an antique used by Empress Dowager Cixi. Last time, right here, they exaggerated a glass snuff bottle into a Ming dynasty antique, even though the number 1999 was engraved on the bottom of the snuff bottle, and he said it was a lucky number, and actually managed to swindle it off to an old foreigner.

  Xuan Qi picked up the so-called jade tablet and said in a low voice, "The Book of Rites records that the length of the jade tablet is 2 feet 6 inches, with a width of 3 inches in the middle. Due to the difference between ancient and modern measurements, the actual length of 2 feet 6 inches is shorter than this." Seeing the boss wiping his sweat, Xuan Qi continued, "After the fourth year of Wu De in the Tang Dynasty, officials above the fifth rank held ivory tablets, while those below the sixth rank held bamboo or wooden tablets. In the Ming Dynasty, it was stipulated that officials above the fifth rank held ivory tablets, and those below did not hold tablets. From the Qing Dynasty onwards, the jade tablet was abandoned."

  "Next time I'll say it's from the Tang Dynasty!" This boss is indeed capable of recognizing his mistakes, but at the same time he is also cunning and incorrigible.

  Xuan Qi didn't care and instead held up his jade token saying: "Will you sell for 800?"

  "Huh?" The boss across from him looked puzzled: "You already know it's fake, why are you still buying it?" The essence of a swindler is to suspect everything: "Could it be that the material of this jade is actually good..." By the end, even the boss himself shut his mouth, as anyone who wasn't blind could clearly see what kind of material this jade was made of.

  Xuan Qi spun the stick in his hand, suddenly swinging it towards the boss's head, just about to hit when he abruptly stopped. Xuan Qi said with a hint of eeriness: "Don't you think this thing makes a good ruler?"

  "One thousand!! I won't sell for less than one thousand." The cunning boss had barely finished speaking when he saw ten red tickets appear in front of him, and Xuan Qi floated away.

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