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Chapter 452: Not rich in ancient times

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    Entering An's house, Yang Bo felt his eyes darken as soon as he walked in. The weather outside was sunny and the sun was shining brightly. He was stunned for a moment.

    Looking up, Yang Bo was shocked. Is this a home in front of him?  Is this a residence?

    It¡¯s basically a small museum!

    What Yang Bo saw when he raised his eyes were bookshelves, and in the squares of the bookshelves, different Tang Sancai pottery figurines were displayed!

    Yang Bo counted and found that there were no less than five bookshelves in the living room!  Calculating that each bookshelf can hold thirty pieces of Tang Sancai, there are more than one hundred and fifty pieces!

    "There are five bookshelves in the living room, two bookshelves in the master bedroom, and three bookshelves in the attic. A total of more than 400 pieces of Tang Sancai are stored. This is my father's lifelong effort!" Mr. An said.

    Fatty Liu took two steps in the living room and had to be cautious, because the living room was only a dozen square meters. In addition to five bookshelves, there was also a small square table and four or five small stools placed in the middle. It looked like a dining table.  !

    "Anyang, who is here?"

    An old voice came from inside the house!

    Anyang replied: "Dad, yesterday I met two friends who know Tang Sancai and invited them to come over as guests!"

    "You bastard, you want to sell my baby again?"

    With a scolding, Yang Bo saw an old man rushing out of the house!

    Mr. An had gray hair and was almost eighty years old. He staggered a little when he walked. When he rushed out, his feet were unsteady. His son quickly ran over to help him!

    Yang Bo and Fatty Liu looked at each other. They both felt helpless and fascinated. It was really rare!

    "Dad, no one is selling your treasure, they are really guests." Anyang said.

    "Fuck you, I lost a piece of Tang Sancai horse figurine yesterday. Do you think it was stolen and sold by you?" Mr. An scolded.

    Anyang was a little helpless and still quibbled, "Dad, it's really not me!"

    "Could it be able to grow wings on its own and fly?" the old man shouted.

    Anyang stopped talking.

    Mr. An snorted coldly, turned to look at Yang Bo and the two of them, he frowned slightly, "If you want to buy Tang Sancai, then leave, antique dealers are not welcome here!"

    Yang Bo smiled and said, "We are not planning to buy Tang Sancai, but Mr. Anyang mentioned yesterday that you have a lot of Tang Sancai pottery figurines. We made a special trip here just to take a look!"

    Mr. An looked at Yang Bo and Yang Bo suspiciously, "Young people are the best at telling lies!"

    Yang Bo smiled and said nothing more.

    Mr. An snorted softly, turned around and left. Before leaving, he still did not forget to look back and stared at Anyang fiercely, "Sell me another one and I will tell you to get out!"

    Anyang nodded quickly, "I won't sell it!"

    After Mr. An entered the house, Yang Bo asked out of curiosity: "How big is your house?"

    "It's only about sixty square meters. The loft upstairs is full of bookshelves. Basically, I can only turn around!" Anyang said.

    Yang Bo was very surprised and shook his head without saying anything. Obviously, he had no other way to deal with an old stubborn like Mr. An!

    Fatty Liu looked at Yang Bo, "Shall we leave now?"

    "Let's take a look first," Yang Bo said.

    Yang Bo stood in front of the bookshelf and began to observe carefully. There were a large number of Tang Sancai pottery figurines placed here, and every one of them was authentic!

    But in Yang Bo¡¯s opinion, the quality of these Tang Sancai paintings varies greatly, and some are even mostly damaged. There are also a few fine pieces, such as the horse figurines sold in Anyang yesterday, which are considered top-notch here!

    Yang Bo pointed inside, "This way?"

    "This is the bedroom where my dad lives!" Anyang said.

    While talking, Anyang took the initiative to open the bedroom door, "You can also come in and take a look."

    Yang Bo stretched his head and glanced into the room, and saw Mr. An sitting on the edge of the bed. There was a desk in front of him. There was a Tang Sancai on the desk. He took a piece of cloth in his hand and was wiping it carefully!

    Seeing Yang Bo come in, the old man raised his head and then lowered his head to work.

    As soon as Yang Bo entered the room, he felt a chill in the room. The room was a little cold!

    It was already June, and there was no air conditioning in the room. Yang Bo looked into the room and saw that the room was filled with Tang Sancai, and there were even many on the ground.

    The clothes were piled on the bed, and there were only two pairs of shoes under the bed, a pair of broken sandals and a pair of cloth shoes!

    After Fatty Liu walked in, he was also shocked, this situation is obviously beyond his knowledge!

    Yang Bo glanced at Mr. An, "It's too cold here. I'm afraid it's not good to live there for a long time!"

    Anyang nodded and said nothing more.

    Mr. An stood up and said, "Go out, you are not welcome here!"

    Before Yang Bo could react, the old man suddenly fell on the bed and twitched all over!

    Yang Bo and Fatty Liu looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Anyang had already rushed over, helped the old man up, took out the pills, and helped the old man take it!

    After a while, Mr. An finally woke up.

    Yang Bo did not dare to speak any more.

    Anyang apologized: "I'm sorry, my dad has intermittent epilepsy, I scared you!"

    Yang Bo wanted to say that he was really scared, but he just smiled.

    Fatty Liu quickly said: "It seems that today is not very convenient for the old man, so let's leave it at that for today. Let's make an appointment next time!"

    Yang Bo also nodded, he didn¡¯t want to stay here either.

    Anyang smiled, "Then I'll give it to you two."

    "No, no, just take care of the old man."

    The two of them quickly walked out of the room and out of the building, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

    "This one is simply crazy!" Fatty Liu said.

    Yang Bo agreed very much, "It's really crazy. Collecting so many Tang Sancai has made the home no longer a home, and people have gone crazy!"

    After a slight hesitation, Yang Bo said: "I feel that he may have been influenced by Tang Sancai!"

    "How do you say it?" Fatty Liu asked curiously.

    "Tang Sancai are buried as burial objects. Over the years, they have been infected with countless bacteria, viruses, and even yin. That bedroom is so cold. If you live in that place for a long time, you will get sick even if you are not sick!" Yang Bo  road.

    Fatty Liu nodded, "I feel the same way, it's really cold inside!"

    He failed to achieve his goal, but seeing this situation still made Yang Bo vigilant.

    ????????????????????????????? What I am talking about is Mr. An¡¯s mentality. If he only collects good antiques but does not play their due role, then he is not a truly wealthy person.

    In fact, this is exactly the case. If Mr. An can use part of his collection for exchange and exchange, he can completely change his living conditions and even own more Tang Sancai. Without circulation, he cannot own it!

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