tea cup

Style: Girl Author: self western suburbsWords: 3067Update Time: 24/01/11 20:50:55
The little girl's voice was loud, and there were already a hundred and eighty people surrounding her. At this time, they all crowded forward to see if it was a counterfeit.

Following the light of the little girl's mobile phone, a tough man in his forties or fifties who was nearby stood forward and said in a very menacing voice: "Let me take a look!"

With a wave of his big hand, he lifted the box and placed it on the nearest table, and took out a special magnifying glass and light from his pocket.

This is a simple tool that many professionals have. It seems that this uncle has been living in his home all year round.

"Be careful, you'll have to pay for it if it's damaged..." the red-hatted peddler reminded sarcastically, his eyes wandering.

"The red lacquered furniture is not gold or silver, so it doesn't require much attention." Xu Xuanming said, "As long as you don't damage it, just look at it."

The red hat peddler stopped with one sentence. He originally thought that the two girls were not easy to mess with. If a passerby broke the box, he would have to pay for it.

Who would have thought that Xu Xuanming blocked his words directly. Of course, wood-lacquered furniture is not that easy to break, but he just wanted this burly man to break the box. It was good for everyone. Just pay some money and leave quickly.

"Everyone, please take a look!" The uncle stepped aside a little and exposed the magnifying glass in his hand. "There are many scratches on the surface of the lacquer painting box. If you don't magnify, you can't see it at all. The direction of the lines is wrong. And for the relief For lacquer paintings, the most easily damaged part is the protruding part. This part is oxidized for a long time, firstly, it is easy to deform, and secondly, the paint surface is easy to fall off.”

The uncle pointed at the back of the hand-carved dragon and said, "However, there is no wear and tear here. In contrast, the phoenix tail, which is the least accessible, has a lot of cracks, so it is difficult not to doubt that this is a modern handicraft."

As soon as these words came out, the red hat hawker broke out in a cold sweat. His face was pale and his lips were trembling and he couldn't say a word.

With the uncle as the vanguard, more good people discovered the clues.

"Look." Someone pointed to the corner at the back of the box, "The lock here is the easiest to wear, but it's very brand new. It's strange."

"Go, go, what's the matter with you?" The red hat vendor became angry and started to chase people away. "If you want to buy, buy it. If you don't buy, I still have to do business!"

The crowd that was just watching the fun laughed even louder. Isn't this just a cover-up?

Seeing that there were more and more people, the hawker couldn't drive away. He hugged the lacquerware box and said harshly: "If you don't want to buy it, let it go. You still slander me at every turn. It's really morally corrupt. Be careful that I will sue you for slander! Don't buy it." It’s still delaying me from getting off work, so let’s close the stall, close the stall!”

The hawker said he was closing the stall, but he actually walked to the back of the stall with the box in his arms: "A bunch of laymen, what are you looking at!"

Seeing him like this, the people around him began to laugh at him.

"Hey, are you timid? It's so embarrassing."

"Yes, yes, this is the kind of unscrupulous merchant who wants to kill a little girl!"

The stall owner who set up a stall next to the red hat vendor was filled with anger: "What a disgrace to Chengjiayuan! He won't be able to make a fortune even if he is given a hundred years to do so!"

When the red hat vendor heard that someone was challenging him, the shame of being caught on the spot instantly turned to anger, and he shouted loudly: "What are you talking about? You don't understand if you see through it? You are a group of people who have no rules. At first glance, it is considered as paying tuition. You don't understand?" ?”

"I'm in bad luck today!" The vendor packed up faster, still mumbling, dragging the things onto the trailer: "Close the stall, close the stall!"

When the hawker saw Xu Xuanming standing there, he became furious. He glared at Xu Xuanming fiercely and bumped into him in a pretentious manner.

However, Xu Xuanming was half a head taller than him and stood motionless. Not only did the red hat vendor fail to knock him down, but he staggered back several steps due to the unsteady center of gravity of carrying something on his back.

The people around who were watching the joke also snickered, and the red hat peddler almost fled in panic.

"Everyone, please disperse." The elder brother who appraised it before waved his hand, "Everyone, please keep your eyes open when buying things. Don't let such evil-minded people take advantage of you."

Just as Ren Zixian was about to leave, he was pulled by his sleeve by the little girl from before: "Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I would have been blackmailed by him. Thank you."

Ren Zixian didn't like physical contact with others, but he didn't take back his sleeves: "Well, don't ask the price rashly next time."

"Let's go home and have dinner." Xu Xuanming saw that Ren Zixian had no intention of chatting, so he made an excuse to leave first.

The little girl could only watch the two of them leave. It wasn't until Ren Zixian disappeared around the corner that she took out the cell phone that had been vibrating in her pocket and answered: "I saw you. It's nothing special. They are just newcomers to the antique market. I don’t understand why sir attaches so much importance to her.”

The little girl thought for a while and added: "But she is cold-faced and warm-hearted."



Xu Xuanming walked back with Ren Zixian: "I rarely bring friends home for dinner, so grandpa made some dishes. Do you want to try them?"

Ren Zixian glanced at Xu Xuanming. Most people would say this because they hoped that the other party would go home to eat.

But Ren Zixian knew that Xu Xuanming was really asking for her opinion, so he wouldn't force it if he didn't want to go.

Ever since he entered his home, Xu Xuanming has always left the choice to Ren Zixian, and even asked Ren Zixian to wait outside before meeting his grandfather.

"Let's go," Ren Zixian said, "It's hard to let the old man be happy in vain."

Xu Xuanming smiled at this time: "Okay, but there is something I have to make clear to you."

Ren Zixian looked at Xu Xuanming and saw some solemnity in his eyes, and he had some guesses in his heart.

Sure enough, Xu Xuanming looked directly into Ren Zixian's eyes and said, "Can I chase you?"

Although he had predicted it, Ren Zixian was still stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'm not in the mood right now... I'm sorry."

Xu Xuanming did not think that he had no chance, but said: "I know. Even if you break up, you don't have to be with me, but I can chase you if I have the chance, right? Even friends can go to each other's house for dinner, Don’t be too nervous. You don’t have to take anything my old man says seriously.”

Ren Zixian looked at him for a while. It was rare for her to be confessed so frankly. Someone had also expressed their affection in a subtle way before.

But in the desolate first half of her life, she didn't even care how to answer.

In her mind, she was either making money or studying. No one except Lin Xuedi had really confessed to her.

Ren Zixian didn't know how to refuse tactfully, so Xu Xuanming simply didn't want an answer now.

Mr. Xu's words are true. The dishes he cooks are indeed delicious, especially the lotus shortbread, which is refreshing, sweet and crispy.

Even Ren Zixian couldn't help but take two more bites.

"Try grandpa's candied lotus root. It's sweet but not greasy. This is the first one in Yanshi!" Mr. Xu was very enthusiastic and used serving chopsticks to pick up Ren Zixian's food.

Ren Zixian and the others wandered into their home, and in just three hours, he cooked two big dishes, one squirrel fish, made into the shape of a pine cone, the color was so bright that it made people want to eat.

I also bought some minced meat and made a stew with assorted ingredients. It was paired with two refreshing and delicious stir-fried vegetables. It was enough for a full meal.

"Thank you, grandpa," Ren Zixian smiled and praised, "The sugar lotus root is the most troublesome, whether it is choosing the glutinous rice or the combination of the lotus root. It seems that this dish is Professor Xu's favorite."

Mr. Xu was instantly happy: "You can see it right. Brother Xuan has to eat this every time he comes home, so he keeps this glutinous rice ready! Eat more!"

Xu Xuanming chuckled as he watched Ren Zixian make the old man happy. Even if there was no development between the two of them for the time being, Ren Zixian would not refute the old man's reputation.

Mr. Xu knew that Xu Xuanming had not caught up yet, so of course he would not say anything rude.

After the meal, he sent Xu Xuanming to wash the dishes and took Ren Zixian to look at his collection.

Mr. Xu has stayed in Chengjiayuan all his life. Although the store is not big, it has a lot of collections.

"Look," Mr. Xu opened the collection book, "these pages are all about Five Emperors coins. I have collected them in categories. This one has been bought by people even with an asking price of 20 million. And this..."

Although Ren Zixian studied cultural relic restoration, he had never been to a place like this. Mr. Xu was at ease here. He took out a roll of documents from the nook and cranny, and took out a good inkstone from behind the table.

Xu Xuanming only washed the dishes for ten minutes, and Ren Zixian already had several collectibles worth millions placed in front of him.

"Are you showing off your wealth to others?" Xu Xuanming smiled and wiped the water on his hands.

"Hey, how can you talk to a bastard like you? I'm here to introduce you to Xiao Xian'er." Mr. Xu squatted in front of the museum cabinet and took out a wooden box from it. "You don't care about these things, Xiao Xian'er." It must be rare.”

With that said, he called Ren Zixian over.

Ren Zixian was reading an out-of-print scroll medical book, and was sighing that such a complete and authentic work existed when he heard Mr. Xu calling him and hurried over.

"Come on, Xiao Xian'er, this is a good thing that grandpa has collected. Usually Brother Xuan won't let him see it if he wants to see it." Mr. Xu opened the wooden box. Inside was a brocade box made of golden nan wood and engraved with plum blossoms. Carved bird-shaped pure copper lock buckle.

Mr. Xu opened the wooden box and took out a red cloth bag: "This is my new treasure."

He opened the cloth bag and revealed a crystal clear square green pine tea cup inside. The tea cup was thin enough to show light. Inside, the tea cup was hollowed out and carved with a tall green pine on the cliff, and a brave eagle hovering around the cliff.

There is no inscription on the tea cup, but its artistic conception has already been fully expressed.

"This looks like a modern work," Xu Xuanming said, "You accept this too?"

However, Mr. Xu repeatedly tutted: "Do you know how to do it? Although it is a modern work, the tea cup is completely natural. It is very rare to get one like this. I will wait for a lucky person to sell it for a high price..."

"Pine on Tingting Mountain, stroke in Sese Valley..." Ren Zixian asked in a strange way, "I like this very much, can I give it up?"