This is a pen holder!
Crystal pen holder!
It is twenty-six centimeters high and nine centimeters in diameter. The whole body is crystal clear, and the outer wall is decorated with pine apes. The bottom is engraved with the Qianlong year system.
This super-sized item that can only be seen in major museums is just one of the trophies.
Another box also contains a pen holder also made of crystal.
Compared to the crystal pen holder, I prefer this beautifully carved and lifelike crystal pen holder with a lying bear shape.
Nowadays, crystal is a commodity on the street, but in the past, it was a luxury product.
Many experts and scholars once said that China did not have the tools to carve crystals in ancient times, and many crystal products were imported.
It is for this reason that the value of crystal products is highlighted.
Accepting these two trophies means that I don’t have to crawl out of Yandu on my knees.
"Please return the box to me."
After the delivery of the loot was over, Xiao Bei asked me for the gift box.
"The gift box is also a trophy."
Xiao Beibi seemed to have expected what I would say, and snorted coldly: "You only have this much potential."
Although Xiao Beibi wore sunglasses that covered most of her face, at this moment, her fair and rosy face also showed contempt from the bottom of her heart.
"Who do you think has no future?"
Qiyan abandoned me and rushed to Xiao Beibi, shouting angrily: "Who is hopeless? Tell me clearly."
Xiaobei glanced sideways at Qiyan, and her delicate and beautiful little nose blew out two breaths of the Iron Fan Princess: "I'm too lazy to argue with you, a Persian cat."
Qiyan suddenly became furious: "Your whole family is just Persian cats. If you can't afford to lose, don't make a challenge to my Tongtong in the first place."
"Do you really think my little boy cares about your things? I'm just going to slap you in the face. A stinky clip."
Xiao Bei's nose suddenly changed color, and he scolded sharply: "Who are you calling a stinky clip? A little goblin half-breed."
Qiyan showed no fear and pointed at Xiao Beibi's nose: "I scold you. I'll scold you. What do you want?"
How could the noble Xiao Beibi take Qi Yan seriously? He would scold Qi Yan as soon as he took off his sunglasses.
"Don't meet the shrew."
Suddenly, Lin Chaoxi's words that added fuel to the fire made Qiyan explode again.
Before Qiyan rushed over to argue with Lin Chaoxi, Xiao Beibi lifted up Pulida's leather gloves and retorted: "That's right. I don't want to argue with the shrew."
"Who is that? If you don't care about your children's trophies, just smash them."
"Smash it!"
Qiyan immediately opened the box, picked up the Woxiong pen holder in the box, and threw it at the stairs without mercy.
Debris flew everywhere, accompanied by heart-wrenching exclamations and shouts of restraint. The beautifully and vividly carved Wo Xiong penholder that had been touched personally by either Qianlong, Jiaqing, or other princes was broken into dozens of petals in full view of the public.
Lin Chaoxi frowned slightly and gently dusted off the crystal shards on his coat, revealing a hint of disgust.
The Mongolian girl curled her lips and looked at me quietly, pursing her lips in amusement.
Leng Yue and Pan Xiaoli just stood and watched without saying a word, but secretly communicated in sign language.
Xiao Beibi patted away the crystal shards on his body, and his scarlet lips revealed a devilish smile of gloating. He clucked his tongue and said, "Well done. Well done. If you have the guts, I'll smash your Tongtong's pen holder as well." chant."
"Smash it!"
"You think I don't dare."
Qiyan became angry and screamed, turned around and grabbed the gift box in my hand and tried to smash the pen holder.
"Xiao Yanyan, this thing belongs to Assistant Tong."
"so what?"
The Mongolian girl deliberately stirred up trouble, with smiles in her eyes: "It's not that bad? Even if you want to smash it, you should ask your children's opinions first, right?"
Qiyan turned her head and glared at the Mongolian girl, gnashing her teeth and saying angrily, "What's Tongtong's belongs to me."
Leng Yue couldn't stand it and said softly: "Madam, it is illegal to damage national treasures."
It was okay not to say this, but after saying it, Qiyan screamed, "I'm breaking the law!"
At this moment, Qi Yan's snow-white face turned extremely pale. She didn't know whether she was angry or angry, but she screamed: "I don't like this pen holder!"
Saying that, Qiyan grabbed the pen holder and raised it high, about to smash it down.
At this moment, a cold and solemn voice suddenly sounded: "Be careful with the glass."
As soon as he finished speaking, another crisp and childish voice came: "Tonghu! I'm here."
"My mother and I came to see you."
Everyone was stunned when they saw a little boy running madly to the middle steps of the fourth and fifth floors, panting and shouting loudly: "Uncle Tong. Mom has brought you a lot of delicious food. And your favorite lamb kidneys." .”
In an instant, several eyes fell on me.
Qiyan held the pen holder and stared blankly at the little boy in front of her, moistening her lips and trembling violently.
The Mongolian girl’s face was full of astonishment, her mouth was bulging and her eyes were bulging, staring at me in surprise. Her face was full of indescribable absurd and weird expressions.
"Comrade. Do you like lamb kidneys the most?"
Behind her, Pan Xiaoli said seriously: "You like to eat. I will cook it for you."
In an instant, Leng Yuelin's green eyes all day long were directed at Pan Xiaoli, feeling surprised and stunned.
The Mongolian girl was dumbfounded, her eyelids blinking wildly at the speed of a hummingbird flapping its wings, and her jaw dropped to the ground in shock.
Qiyan suddenly turned her head and glared at Pan Xiaoli, her blue eyes filled with monstrous anger.
At this moment, the Mongolian girl pinched her throat and screamed in a strange voice: "Assistant child, do you really like to eat lamb kidneys the most? If you like it, can I make it for you too? Our prairie roast Lamb waist is the most filling."
Damn it!
Qiyan shook her head again, gritting her teeth and spitting fire from her eyes. From the most beautiful female Shura to a ferocious and ferocious Asura.
The Mongolian girl tried her best not to laugh, and quickly went downstairs to support the panting little boy: "Kid, who is your mother?"
"My mother's name is Zhuang... Chi... Hua!"
The little girl was still adjusting, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her head was tilted, and her facial muscles were obviously twitching. She turned a blind eye to the stunned Mongolian girl and shouted at me urgently.
"Uncle Tong! Uncle Tong! Go down quickly and help mom carry things..."
"Yi Yi. Don't call you Uncle Tong. Your Uncle Tong is injured, and mom can carry it."
