Li Mo sat on the stone bench next to Shi Lao and poured himself a cup of tea. He looked at the teapot and said, "Grandpa, I will give you the set of Gu Jingzhou's collection-level 'Tibetan six-pointed tea set' in my hand later." Make tea.”
"The one in your hand is very expensive?" Shilao asked as he took a sip from his cup.
"It's not bad, almost more than 10 million yuan per set."
Li Mo had this idea after he had a Ming Dynasty spring offering pot in his hand.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Shi waved his hand. He was really defeated by his grandson's generosity. Among other things, Mr. Qin said that the market price of the crow leather and field yellow ornament given a few days ago was at least more than 100 million. This gift is so expensive that it's hot to the touch. Now it's just a cup of tea, and a set of collectible tea sets is too extravagant and wasteful.
"I have discussed with your grandma the crow-skin field-yellow ornament, and it is better to put it in your Gu Yunxuan Museum. We think it is very meaningful and can let everyone who watches it know the story behind it."
"Yes, Xiao Mo, we have already decided on this matter, so don't refuse anymore."
Li Mo put down the cup and said with a smile: "Grandpa and grandma, that Crow Skin Field Yellowstone is a birthday gift from me to you. There is no reason to take it back. It is intended to be passed down to you as a family heirloom. If you have to let it go, It would be better to exhibit it in a museum, but the ownership rights are still yours."
This child is really filial. Shi Lao and Professor Yu feel warm in their hearts. This life is enough.
"Brother, you have no class today?"
"No class. This morning I invited Professor Qu and his wife from Peking University to appraise oil paintings for me. They only appraised two paintings and then suggested that I invite appraisers from well-known European museums to come and re-appraise the paintings. They were unsure."
"Why don't you just come over here and have a meal?"
"Professor Qu and his wife specialize in Western oil paintings, so what do they say about the two paintings they appraised?" Professor Yu is quite familiar with them, because they are both professors at the School of Art, so they naturally have intersections in their daily work.
Brother and sister Shibin gathered around and listened curiously.
"One preliminary appraisal said it was a work by the French post-Impressionist painter Paul Cézanne, worth more than one billion yuan, and another one was a work by the Dutch post-impressionist painter Van Gogh, which was estimated to be worth at least 600 million yuan. They appraised it I found two, which was probably a little hard to believe, so I didn’t continue to identify the remaining paintings and sculptures.”
After Li Mo finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup and started drinking. It was May in Kyoto, and the climate was particularly dry.
Shi Lao's hand holding the tea paused. He really didn't know how to evaluate his own grandson.
"Then what are your plans next?"
"Those Western artworks are being stored in an underground treasure house, and we haven't figured out how to deal with them yet. If those brought back are all precious European artworks, then it is likely that another Western art museum will be opened, and those foreigners will be angry. people."
Shi Lao nodded, his eyes fell on Li Mo, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Near noon, an old man in his seventies walked into the courtyard with a long-haired woman in her twenties.
"Shi Lao, I haven't seen you for a while. I haven't congratulated you in person on the great reunion with your daughter."
"Hahaha, old man, how is your recovery? Please come in quickly, Xiao Mo, and pour tea for your Grandpa Fang."
Li Mo quickly obeyed. Mr. Fang sat on the sofa and looked at Li Mo and asked, "This is your grandson. The young man is very talented. He's not bad."
"Hahaha, it's not bad, but I'm a bit young and not practical enough. I still need more practice."
Although Shi Lao said it modestly, the proud expression on his face revealed his heart at the moment.
"Brother Fang, this is your granddaughter Wenxiu, she is so beautiful." Professor Yu thought this child was very good at first sight.
"Hello Grandpa Shi, hello Grandma Yu."
Fang Wenxiu saluted with a sweet smile.
Li Mo looked at Fang Wenxiu, who looked a bit familiar. A figure appeared in his mind. How could he look a little familiar with that Fang Wenjing? Could it be that there are such coincidences in the world?
"Brother Fang, has your Wen Jing been transferred back to Kyoto?" Professor Yu asked again.
"Oh, that child is lively and active, and has completely different personalities from Wenxiu. She was transferred back to Kyoto at the end of last year, and she even had a boyfriend. Now she is still having a tantrum with her parents." Mr. Fang said with a wry smile. In a family like theirs, sometimes the marriages of their children and grandchildren are really not what they want.
"Haha, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It will be better if the younger generations can meet each other. As the saying goes, forceful melons are not sweet. When we are gone, who can take care of the younger generations' affairs."
The valley is narrow
"I have figured it out, so I will just follow what the juniors want."
Li Mo felt secretly happy when he saw Shibin trying to show a serious attitude, but his eyes kept secretly glancing at Fang Wenxiu.
At this time, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Li Mo took it out and walked outside to answer the call.
"Yingying."
"Xiao Mo, are you really not going to come when Gu Yunxuan opens? If you don't come, I won't know what to do."
"Master and Master are here, so what are you afraid of? Besides, you are also the deputy director. You will get used to it after experiencing that scene a few times."
"That's nice, why don't you come?"
"I'm used to being lazy, right? Master, is your health okay?"
"Well, it's okay. It's mainly because I'm a little tired after riding in the car for a long time. Xiao Mo, are you going to stay at home today?"
"I'll go back in the afternoon, what's the matter?"
"Then I'll cook for you tonight. What do you want to eat?"
"Just have a bowl of egg and vegetable noodles."
"Tch, you don't believe my cooking skills. I've been practicing cooking recently."
Li Mo couldn't help laughing and said, "In that case, just do the two things you are best at."
"That's pretty much it. Come back soon."
During lunch, Shibin and Fang Wenxiu interacted more and more. Several old people saw this and thought there might be something going on between them.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Mo left the courtyard. He first bought a lot of fruits and a lot of delicious snacks, which he wanted to take back to the dormitory for Yingying.
When he opened the door and walked into the house, he saw Liu Yingying talking on the phone with someone on the balcony. She was smiling while talking, and her laughter was crisp and cheerful, showing her inner joy at this moment.
When she saw the movement, she looked back, waved to Li Mo, and then continued chatting. It took almost ten minutes for Liu Yingying to hang up the phone and walk into the living room with a smile on her face. When she saw the fruit snacks on the coffee table, she took an apple and peeled it.
"Who are you talking to on the phone? I'm so happy."
"I met a senior in the student union. He is quite funny. Do you know who his father is?"
This question came out of nowhere. Not only did I not know his father, I didn’t even know who he was.
"Have you ever heard of the great director Zhang De'an?"
"Of course I know Director Zhang Da. I often see him guest star in movies and TV shows. He has made many classic film and television dramas. Is it possible that your senior is Director Zhang Da's son?"
"Can you guess this?"
I'm not stupid. If you ask this, then they must be closely related.
"Eat an apple." Liu Yingying handed the peeled apple to Li Mo, then picked a grape and peeled it to eat. At this time, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the coffee table lit up several times in a row, and someone was sending her continuous messages. A few short messages.
Liu Yingying picked up her phone and looked at it, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and then she replied to a few messages.
"Xiao Mo, the senior said that on the day Gu Yunxuan opens, he will organize a group of people to visit our museum. At that time, his father, Director Zhang Da, will also come over and introduce me to him. How about you go too? ?”
"Not going."
Li Mo refused directly.
Liu Yingying just looked at him helplessly, then stood up and took out a bottle of red date yogurt from the refrigerator and handed it to him and said, "Xiao Mo, I have an idea. After Gu Yunxuan opens, I want to target the students from our school. If you visit, all three tickets will be discounted, what do you think?"
"Gu Yunxuan's reception capacity is not enough. Just limit the number of people every day. It's up to you to handle this matter."
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