Chapter 162 The Bronze Bowl Worth Over 200 Million
"What happened fishing today?"
Holmes Qing unexpectedly discovered that the relationship between Weng and his son-in-law had become much harmonious after their return, and he couldn't help but ask quietly about his inner doubts.
"Do you still want to see my father and I have a conflict?"
Jiangbei replied casually while eating the fruit plate cut by his mother-in-law Weng Cui'e.
"Isn't that surprising? I was flirting with you when I came here just now, and I took the initiative to chat with you after I came back from fishing. There must be a reason for this!" Li Youqing took the old man's hand and said with a smile.
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Xiao Nizi is actually an insider on this matter, and knows that the conflict between Jiangbei and Li Qiangguo must be because of her. Now that the relationship between Weng and his son-in-law suddenly reconciled, it must have something to do with her, so I think
It is normal to know the reason behind it.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just told my father that I would continue to persuade you to quit the entertainment industry, so he forgave me." Jiang Bei thought for a while and said.
This sentence is very artistic and contains a mixture of true and false, false and true, and different people will have different understandings when they hear this sentence.
It is similar to the meaning of seeing a mountain as a mountain, seeing a mountain as not being a mountain, seeing a mountain as a mountain.
As for who is looking at the mountains?
Who is looking at the mountains and not the mountains?
Who is looking at the mountains or the mountains?
Only in the end will you know.
Li Youqing didn't have any special reaction after hearing this. He leaned against him with a smile and joked: "If you lie to dad like this, aren't you afraid that he won't be able to accept it?"
Jiangbei smiled inwardly when he heard this. This woman is the most superficial state: looking at a mountain, it is a mountain.
She believes that she has completely switched sides now and has become a staunch supporter of her acting career.
It's true and innocent.
But on the surface, we still have to cooperate and continue the performance.
"I believe that when you achieve success in the entertainment industry in the future, your father will definitely understand."
After hearing this, Li Youqing thought it made sense. He tilted his head and looked at Li Qiangguo who had changed his clothes and walked out of the room, and said seriously: "Dad, I will definitely succeed!"
Li Qiangguo was stunned when he heard this.
What kind of success do you want?
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Today is a happy day for everyone.
The family reunited, and the months-long conflict between the father-in-law and his son-in-law was resolved, and the family seemed to be as happy as before.
"Why don't you have a drink? Cui'e, go to the wine cellar and get the 30-year-old daughter's red that Lao Han gave last time. I want to have a few drinks with Beibei." Li Qiangguo hasn't been as happy as today for several months.
If you want to beat the table, you have to fight with Jiangbei over wine.
"Dad, it's not like you don't know that Beibei can't drink enough." Li Youqing heard this and quickly reminded him.
"It's just that they have to drive back later. It's not appropriate to drink." Mother-in-law Wen Cui'e also helped to speak.
Jiangbei couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to remain silent.
"It doesn't matter if you don't drink enough, you can have a few drinks, and what if a man can't drink? Women will look down upon him. As for driving, it's very simple. You stay here tonight and go back tomorrow."
Li Qiangguo arranged everything clearly.
"Then I'll have a few drinks with dad."
Jiang Bei thought for a while and thought that this was also an opportunity to exercise his drinking ability. Since the family atmosphere was better today, he nodded in agreement.
Since the male host agreed, the hostess naturally had no reason to persist, and in the end, a jar of ancient daughter's red was directly placed on the table.
"This is the Daqing period bronze bowl you gave me last time for appraisal. I snatched it from my old friend who runs an antique business. I heard that he had been collecting it for thirty years, but I don't know if it is true.
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As he spoke, Li Qiangguo opened the jar of daughter's red wine, and the aroma of wine that had accumulated for many years overflowed and quickly filled the entire living room.
Everyone reacts differently to the aroma of wine.
Li Qiangguo was intoxicated.
Wen Cui'e frowned slightly.
Li Youqing sniffed her nose.
Jiang Bei felt a little dizzy.
Oh shit.
Why did you get drunk before you even drank this wine?
"Beibei, why are you such a bad drinker?"
Seeing Jiang Bei's face gradually turning red, Li Qiangguo frowned and asked.
He knew that Jiangbei's drinking capacity was not good, but he did not expect that his drinking capacity was so bad that his face started to turn red when he smelled the alcohol.
"It should be because the alcohol is too strong. I didn't know how to drink it before." Jiang Bei said honestly.
"Silly, what was before was beer, and this is liquor, how can it be the same?" Li Youqing stretched out her hand and touched his cheek, feeling the heat coming from the palm of her hand, and said angrily.
"Then you should exercise more in the future." Li Qiangguo poured a whole glass of liquor for Jiang Bei himself.
The capacity of a wine glass is a standard two taels.
"It's too much, Dad, Beibei can't drink so much."
Li Youqing looked at the cup and complained.
"This is a 30-year-old girl's drink. No matter how many people want to drink it, you can't even drink it. How many of you are dissatisfied?" Li Qiangguo said he was very dissatisfied. He filled a glass for himself angrily and took the initiative to invite his son-in-law to clink glasses.
Although Jiangbei's drinking capacity is relatively poor, as the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. He raised his glass and clinked it with his father-in-law, and then drank a little.
Spicy.
Spicy tongue numbing.
But it's actually okay to have numbness, and my brain is still normal.
However, he also knew that liquor usually has a strong stamina, so he didn't think it was because his drinking capacity had increased.
"Eat some vegetables to get rid of the taste in your mouth." Li Youqing took a spoonful of mapo tofu and put it into his bowl and said.
Jiang Bei nodded and quickly ate the mapo tofu in the bowl, which diluted the spiciness in his mouth.
"As expected of the 80-year-old girl. It seems that Han didn't lie to me." Li Qiangguo also took a sip, savoring the taste and appreciating it.
"Dad, what's the result of the appraisal of that bowl?" Li Youqing saw that Weng and his son-in-law were already drinking, so he didn't bother to persuade him anymore. He tried to change the topic to other places and try to avoid a drinking fight.
Jiang Bei also became interested when he heard this and expressed that he was very concerned about this matter.
Later, when he came back to his senses, he also doubted the authenticity of what Liangliang said. After all, according to the urine properties of the King of Gamblers, if that bowl was really the bronze bowl used by Emperor Qing during the Daqing period, and was worth a full 180 million, it wouldn't make sense.
The king of gambling won't use it to turn over!
"Of course it's true, otherwise I would be able to chat with your husband so kindly?" Li Qiangguo glanced at Jiang Bei and said with a cheerful smile.
"Really!"
This time it was Li Youqing's turn to be shocked.
Even Jiang Bei was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Liangliang didn't lie to him this time. The bronze bowl he gave to him for begging when they first met was really a priceless antique.
Since the bronze bowl was mentioned, Li Qiangguo naturally wanted to take it out and show it off. He got up and went to his room dedicated to collecting antiques to take out the bowl. He put it in his hand and played with it while saying:
"One thing you may not know is that some time ago, it was revealed in the antique market that the bronze bowl from the Qing Dynasty that was sold early last year was a fake. At that time, I thought the bowl was also a fake, so I quickly took it to Lao Han
Fortunately, the final result was satisfactory. It is indeed a bronze bowl from the imperial palace during the Qing Dynasty."
"And because it was proven to be a fake some time ago, the value of the bronze bowl has risen again. Lao Han said that its value is now at least more than 200 million."
Two hundred million!
Li Youqing, a little money fan, opened his eyes wide. He secretly grabbed Jiang Bei's thigh from under the table and squeezed it hard. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Find a way for me to get it back!"