Xiao Xingyu spoke in detail, causing Wang Zhongguo to clasp his hands and exclaim: "I see, this is what an expert can see at a glance, but an outsider can see it too late. Nephew Xiao Xian is really a veritable expert!"
"How is my Brother Yu? How is it! You're not just bragging! I said his eyes are instruments!" Xiaowa's whole body was full of vitality.
Wang Wenlong was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted, and then said in a calm tone: "Yes, very sophisticated. Since Zhongguo brought you and your wife to my place, I have to give him face no matter what. Okay, I will give him a chance to give way to him."
My nephew, please help me find a good home for this collection."
As he spoke, Wang Wenlong bent over and took out a beautifully bound wooden box from the desk cabinet.
"Wait a minute." Zhang Moyan was disgusted with the way this person spoke from the bottom of his heart, especially when he used this way to talk to the person he secretly thought about every night.
"Wait a minute," Xiao Xingyu gestured to Wang Wenlong and turned to Zhang Moyan, "Mo Yan, what do you want to say?"
Zhang Moyan met his gaze: "I don't want to fight for that plum bottle anymore. Let's go without him giving you this opportunity."
After she finished speaking, she stood up. Xiao Xingyu didn't understand this turn of events, but he was afraid that half a second of hesitation would be interpreted as that he had inappropriate thoughts about Mei Ping, so he immediately stood up and said, "I hear you, let's leave now.
Sorry, Captain Wang, we have disturbed you."
Wang Wenlong was stunned and grabbed Xiao Xingyu's arm: "Let's go? What's going on? I haven't said anything about my business yet!"
Wang Zhongguo and Xiaowa also agreed: "?"
"Oh, Mo Yan made it clear that she doesn't want to fight for the plum vase from the old lady. Although I don't know the specific reason yet, she certainly has her reasons for thinking this way." Xiao Xingyu explained blind obedience with a famous smile.
"This..." Wang Wenlong had an epiphany belatedly, "You just leave when she says to leave. Is it your wife who makes the decision in your family?"
"Of course!" Xiao Xingyu said without hesitation and even with great honor, "This is a matter of principle."
"How can a grown man listen to a woman? That will embarrass the man."
Xiao Xingyu actually smiled and said: "But as the old saying goes, 'You will get rich if you listen to your wife.' I want to get rich!"
Wang Wenlong showed a suspicious look in his eyes, "You are already a grandson, and your family doesn't have enough money to spend. Who are you lying to?"
"Farewell to Team Wang." Xiao Xingyu nodded slightly.
"Don't, don't," Wang Wenlong stuttered a little when he was anxious, and entangled Xiao Xingyu who was about to leave, "How can you just leave? Zhong, Zhongguo, what do you think this is?"
Wang Zhongguo quickly blocked Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu: "You two must stay, even if it's not for the plum vase, I still need to ask you to pay more attention to my cousin's sale of the collection! Brother Long, give your treasure to me quickly.
Nephew, take a look!"
Wang Zhongguo winked at Wang Wenlong, and Wang Wenlong quickly opened the wooden box, took out a porcelain jar with both hands, and carefully and eagerly stuffed it into Xiao Xingyu's arms: "Hand it, nephew, take a good look at it. Now it's worth it."
What's going on?"
Xiao Xingyu had no choice but to catch the porcelain and awkwardly asked his wife for her opinion: "Mo Yan, how should we deal with this?"
Zhang Moyan glanced at Wang Zhongguo and said to Wang Wenlong without any emotion: "Since you are a relative of Uncle Wang, we must give Uncle Wang some face."
She raised her head and sat back down again.
Only then did Xiao Xingyu understand that Zhang Moyan was maintaining his own psychological activities. Looking at his wife's serious and cold profile, the upturned eyelashes made Xiao Xingyu feel sweet in his heart.
He was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He could only lower his head and cough, using the porcelain in his hand to cover up: "Oh, it's a floating water jar!"
He grabbed the edge of the porcelain jar and looked around the glaze, then stretched out his hand in the direction of Xiaowa. Xiaowa took out a bunch of car keys from his trouser pocket and handed them to Xiao Xingyu.
It was as if a miniature magnifying glass was conjured in the keychain, and he looked at the enamel again.
"My nephew is really sharp-eyed. He can spot it at a glance. It's a floating cloud and flowing water jar! It's exactly the floating cloud and flowing water jar! It's from the same kiln as the floating cloud and flowing water pattern plate, which is only two pieces left in the world. It's an absolute rarity!" Wang Zhongguo!
After being defeated by Zhang Moyan, he now lowered his eyebrows and said, "My good nephew is well-informed and worthy of being an expert. If someone who doesn't understand looks at this pattern today, he might think it is a defective product. Take a look."
How do you think the ancients created this pattern of flowing clouds and flowing water?!"
Wang Zhongguo's introduction caused Xiaowa to crane her neck and come closer: "She's quite beautiful!"
Xiao Xingyu turned the porcelain jar over to look at it, and asked casually: "I heard that you spent a lot of money on the photo you took back in the UK, 1.5 million?"
Wang Wenlong's first reaction was to glance at Wang Zhongguo accusingly, which meant that he was a bit too talkative. He had to admit: "Indeed, it is equivalent to RMB 1.54 million. I brought him this porcelain across the ocean, and it was a big deal for me to buy it."
It’s been half a year. Look, it’s worth 3 million now, right?”
"3 million?" Xiao Xingyu was shocked.
Wang Wenlong was full of expectations: "Why, is it more than that?"
Xiao Xingyu smiled and put the porcelain jar on the table: "No, no, no, I want to say 3 million. Even the Jade Emperor wouldn't dare to ask for it like that!"
Wang Wenlong was a little confused: "...what does "nephew" mean?"
Xiao Xingyu rubbed his hands, as if he had wiped something unclean out of thin air: "You just said that I am well-informed. I dare not make any concessions, junior. I really saw someone in other places a few years ago.
A floating water jar of the same style.”
"Have you ever seen the same type of floating water jar?" Wang Wenlong looked in disbelief, "Impossible! Where have you seen it?"
Xiao Xingyu said calmly: "Linyi Public Security Bureau."
"What?!" Wang Wenlong raised his ears, "What are you talking about, the Public Security Bureau?"
Zhang Moyan also asked: "Linyi Public Security Bureau?"
Xiao Xingyu nodded to her and said eloquently: "Yes, Linyi Public Security Bureau. That year they cracked a case of smuggling cultural relics and asked me to do an appraisal. The last half were fakes, and one of them was different from this one.
I dare say that the jars of the same model are exactly the same. Linyi police later followed this clue and destroyed a large counterfeiting den of cultural relics, which was commended by the Provincial Public Security Department that year."
In an instant, the blood in Wang Wenlong's body seemed to have been drained away. The blue uniform made his face turn pale and his chin was trembling slightly.
Wang Zhongguo was also shocked: "Is such a thing really possible? My dear nephew, do you mean..."
Xiaowa was not so tactful: "Brother Yu, I mean this porcelain jar is fake."
"No, it's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Wang Wenlong perked up and hurriedly found a stack of information from the wooden box as if he was remembering something. "This, this is the appraisal of the auction company. This is the record of this porcelain."
Can's books, these are formal literary and historical materials, look at this catalog..."
Wang Wenlong flipped through the book and wanted to show it to Xiao Xingyu. Xiao Xingyu gently raised his hand and pressed it for him: "Does the recorded thing mean it is the real thing? From Song Huizong's "Bo Gu Tu" to Emperor Qianlong
"Shiqu Baoji", it is inevitable that there are fakes in the descriptions, not to mention some books compiled and recorded by foreign devils specifically to deceive Chinese wealthy people?"