Ye Jinwen looked at his eyes, and his eyes were almost glued to the box. He joked, "seven brothers, you can open it and have a look. Lu Mian won't say anything about you."

Xiao Qimo glanced at him and gave a bad idea.

He's not so bad.

"Did you ever go through the scanner?"

“……”

Ye Jinwen despises him in particular, but he doesn't want to know what is inside!

"By the way, seven elder brothers, I heard that grandfather Xiao has come. Does he live in your house now?"

Xiao Qimo said coldly: "No. At such an age, I don't like to be a light bulb. "

Ye Jingwen, listening to the meaning of this is not very right, feel that he has been connotative.

So, seven elder brother you this is in disdain I often go to your house, when your light bulb?

Isn't it time for us brothers to help each other?

Hum.

"Where is Grandpa Xiao going now?"

"He should be talking to the old man and having tea at this time."

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an antique calligraphy and painting shop in wuheng.

There are several simple shelves on the small and medium-sized storefront, on which there are many antique ornaments.

There seems to be a sense of historical precipitation.

Xiao gradually left into the shop, back hand slowly looking at. A pair of bright eyes, casual to see every ornament, leisurely.

Soon, Xiao gradually away from these things have no interest, eyes up and down in the wall hanging above the calligraphy and painting, bit by bit looking at.

He is nostalgic and nostalgic for the past and has special feelings for old objects.

When I was in Jinjing, I didn't have to practice stalls and pick up leaks. Sometimes with good luck, you can find valuable antiques.

Of course, he was only interested in these things.

He has several old fellows who are obsessed with antiques and can't extricate himself from his obsession with antiques. Anything on his body may be worth a lot of money.

Xiao gradually away from the sight of a corner of the wall.

If he remembers correctly, there was a painting and calligraphy with great opening and closing and great momentum.

This time, it didn't?

The owner of the antique shop came out at this time.

Carefully carrying a very good purple clay teapot in his hand, he bowed over and enthusiastically said, "Mr. Xiao, please come and have a drink of tea. My father will come soon."

The boss's father is Xiao Jianli's old friend, and he happens to be a member of the painting and Calligraphy Association. He passed by today, so he came in and sat down.

Xiao gradually away from waving his hand, quite easygoing, "nothing, you are busy with you, don't greet me."

Xiao gradually left these years, he often came to wuheng. After he came, he would come and have a look. His boss was familiar with him.

"Yes, I'll put it here for you."

Boss put down the teapot, of course, he will not really care about Xiao gradually away, follow not far away, at any time.

Xiao was not interested in those things on the shelf. Instead, he pointed to an empty position on the wall and asked, "I remember that painting was still hanging here when I came last time. Now it is not?"

The boss looked at it with the direction he pointed to. He understood it all at once, and his face immediately laughed.

"Yes, it was sold a few months ago."

Xiao gradually left curious: "sell to outsiders or insiders?"

"No way." The boss recalled that night, he was so impressed by such a large deal that he opened his mouth and said, "it was a couple of young lovers who came that night. The man was more generous and gave him 500000 at once."

Although the industry rules do not know how much money was sold, but this matter is relatively special, the boss enjoyed talking about it for a long time, and he did not avoid Xiao gradually leaving.

"Half a million?" Xiao gradually away from the eyes, become strange.

"Yes! Say they don't know what to do, but they can find an authentic work among these things of mine. Say they know what they do. If you give me 500000 yuan, you will give it. "

"You can't be cheap." Xiao gradually left the outspoken.

What are the real things in this shop?

That painting and calligraphy, even if it is a genuine work, is not worth so much.

I don't know who is so unlucky to be the big head of this injustice.

However, this is the case in the antique calligraphy and painting industry. If you buy it, you can't regret it. It depends on whether you know the goods or not.

"You've got to put on a few more real guys!"

The boss was chatting and chuckling dryly: "Mr. Xiao, you're joking. All our real things are in the back. Good goods are valuable only when they are shown to those who know how to do it! People who don't know what to do, they don't believe it. "

Xiao Jianli nodded. At this time, Meng Zhenqing, the boss's father, came back. The other party held out his hand from a long distance and warmly shook hands with Xiao Jianli.

Xiao gradually left, but also back to grasp the past.

The boss backed away automatically.

"Mr. Xiao, I guess you will come to Wucheng again this year." Meng Zhenqing asked with a smile, "which gust of wind has blown you to my side?""Well, I came by the way to have a look."

"That's a good feeling. What's the matter? Are you looking for someone? "

The two people are more familiar with each other, and do not need those polite greetings.

Xiao gradually left, waved his hand, "don't mention it."

"Don't mention it, don't mention it."

Meng Zhenqing is not entangled in this matter. Anyway, it has not been a year or two for old Xiao to find someone. This matter has become a obsession in his heart. He will not give up if he can't find someone.

Asked what to do after he found it, old Xiao couldn't tell.

However, Meng Zhenqing has reason to suspect that Xiao is looking for a good granddaughter-in-law for himself.

Who let their family

Meng Zhenqing smiles. It's hard for him to marry a daughter-in-law.

They did not continue to talk about this topic, Xiao gradually left and brought up the painting again.

He murmured to Meng Zhenqing in a low voice, "your shop's business is really good, even Lao Lu's paintings can be sold out, and sold 500000 yuan."

Meng Zhenqing waved his hands in embarrassment, "I'll make you laugh. I can't tell Lao Lu about this. I had five dollars in his hand, and I was very depressed. "

"I can't see him anymore. What can I say to him?"

They laughed at each other and went to the inner room.

Although Xiao Jianli didn't find anyone in wuheng this time, he was still in a good mood. After sitting down, he chatted with Meng Zhenqing: "our family is busy this year, there are more people here!"

When he said this, his eyebrows and eyes were as proud as Xiao Qimo.

They are worthy of being grandsons and grandsons, and some of their expressions are very similar.

Meng Zhenqing pauses: "Oh, your daughter-in-law wants a second child?"

He didn't think about Xiao gradually leaving his grandson.

"What a second child? My grandson has a girlfriend."

“……” Meng Zhenqing didn't expect that Zhu Gu Sheng Mo ye had found his girlfriend?

It's not that people can't find a girlfriend, or the girl who can get into the eyes of the little master has not been born yet.

Xiao gradually left the mood is extremely good, especially mentions Lu Mian, the eyebrow flies.

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