Li Mo served Sirui a bowl of chicken soup. After the landlady left, he whispered: "I just saw two porcelains that were genuine from the Qing Dynasty. Here, the boss actually took out the genuine ones as display items. He didn't know whether they were genuine or not." Are you big-hearted or don’t you know it’s genuine?”
Qin Sirui took two sips of the chicken soup, nodded and said, "It's very fragrant, better than the stew at home." Then he looked around and continued, "There are twelve porcelains here, take a look."
"Then you drink first and I'll go take a look."
Li Mo was very interested in this farmhouse. He spent a few minutes walking around and then sat back in his seat: "There is a real Buddha in the small temple. The owner of this farmhouse is definitely not simple. The twelve are all genuine, and the most precious one is It’s worth more than four million.”
"Xiao Mo, isn't the boss here also a collector?"
"I don't know, I'll ask later. The chicken soup is really good, drink more." After Li Mo finished a bowl, he saw the proprietress coming out of the kitchen and hurriedly waved and shouted, "Let's order."
“Just order whatever you want, it’s all green products.”
Li Mo ordered three dishes, then pretended to be casual and asked: "Madam boss, how long has your farmhouse been open? I think the decoration here is pretty new."
"Almost two years."
"Madam boss, why don't you see the boss? The decoration here is quite tasteful. It was all his idea, right?"
The landlady smiled and replied: "My husband went to work in the fields, and I am basically running the house while busy. Both of us are rough people, and we don't know anything about taste. It's all painted by my son. He But the top students at Peking University will enter their junior year in the second half of this year."
What a coincidence, her son is still a university student in Beijing.
“The boss lady’s accent sounds like she’s from the Northeast, right?”
"That nook in Changbai Mountain in the northeast, please wait a moment, I'll go take care of the kitchen first."
"Mom, what work do you have to do?" At this time, a tall young man walked in. The proprietress looked back and said a little reproachfully, "I told you to study hard in school, why are you wasting time here again? "
"Mom, you have to combine work and rest to be efficient when studying. Besides, I miss you and dad too. I want to eat the food you cooked. Where is dad?"
"We are working in the fields. Since you are here, please help clear the table."
Hearing voices at the door, Li Mo looked up. The young man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
The other party also glanced over at random. He was slightly startled when he saw Li Mo's face, then walked over and said uncertainly: "Are you Associate Professor Li Mo Li?"
"You look familiar." Li Mo smiled, which was tantamount to admission.
"Hello, Associate Professor Li, I am Qiu Yang, a sophomore in the Department of International Finance at Peking University. I am the person who bumped into you while riding a bike on the Peking University campus last time. Do you still remember me?"
When he said this, Li Mo immediately recalled: "Is this the one who painted Changbai Mountain?"
"Yes, yes." Qiu Yang scratched his head and said sheepishly, "I thought you were my senior at the time, but I didn't expect you were an associate professor in the History Department. I only found out later."
While they were talking, other guests looked over curiously.
"The one drinking soup seems to be the famous star Qin Sirui."
"Whatever it seems, it is."
"National goddess, can we go up and take a photo?"
"Big stars are also here to have fun at the farmhouse."
Li Mo looked at Qin Sirui: "Would you like to find a quiet place?"
Qin Sirui smiled slightly and said, "Big stars also need to eat, it's okay."
Qiu Yang was also stunned at this time. She was just talking to Li Mo, but she didn't expect that there was a big star Qin Sirui under her nose. Moreover, she came to dinner with Associate Professor Li. What was their relationship?
"Classmate Qiuyang, sit here with me and let's chat together."
Li Mo stood up and sat next to Sirui, while Qiu Yang excitedly sat across from the two of them. Qin Sirui's appearance is very good, even if she puts on simple light makeup, she looks like lotus.
"Qiuyang, why are you still sitting down and chatting with the guests?" The landlady came out and asked. She also brought a plate of boiled peanuts and put it on the table in front of Li Mo.
"Mom, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Li Mo, associate professor of the History Department of the Humanities Department of Peking University. He is the youngest associate professor of Peking University and an archaeological expert. At the same time, he is also an associate professor of the History Department of Tsing University and a distinguished associate professor of Sichuan University. Really awesome guy."
The honest and honest boss lady was suddenly shocked by her status as an associate professor at a top prestigious university. This is not something ordinary people can achieve.
"Qiuyang, I just came here to relax today, not an associate professor."
"I understand." Qiu Yang hurriedly stood up and pulled his boss's wife to the side and whispered a few words. The boss's wife gave him a no problem gesture.
"Associate Professor Li, there is a private room inside. Let's go in and talk."
This is better, Li Mo nodded, and the three of them walked into the independent box, and then a waiter brought a pot of freshly brewed green tea.
"Qiuyang, I just have something to ask you." Li Mo poured him a cup of tea, "Did you design the decoration of this farmhouse restaurant?"
"He just comes up with ideas casually, which is incomparable with professionals."
"Did you also choose those decorative porcelain paintings?"
"I bought the paintings in the old street, and those porcelains were passed on to my father by my grandfather before he died. After I was admitted to college, my parents followed me to Kyoto and told me to stay closer to me." Qiuyang hesitated at this point. Then he asked, "Associate Professor Li, do you doubt that those porcelains are genuine?"
Students admitted to Beijing University have quick thinking and reaction. Li Mo nodded and said: "It's not a suspicion, but a confirmation. The cheapest one costs three or four hundred thousand, and the most expensive one costs more than four million."
Qiuyang stood up and was about to go out, but when he walked to the door, he came back and sat down. His expression changed several times. Finally, he sighed softly and said, "We also went to find someone to identify it. The first expert said it was after the founding of the People's Republic of China." The second expert who appraised the handicraft also said that it was just a replica, but the craftsmanship was exquisite and could be sold for several thousand yuan if it met the right buyer. Later, my parents felt that even if they were sold, it would only cost tens of thousands of yuan. Since It was passed down from grandpa, so just keep it as a memory."
Li Mo and Qin Sirui looked at each other. Fortunately, Qiuyang's parents were nostalgic and were not moved by tens of thousands of dollars, otherwise the loss would have been huge.
"Actually, we once doubted the appraisal conclusions of those two experts, but we really didn't understand them, so we didn't take them to heart as time went by. After I was admitted to Beijing University, my parents came with me, and I I personally designed the decoration here and put the porcelain I brought here as exhibits. Associate Professor Li, thank you so much." Qiuyang stood up and bowed deeply to him. He had no doubt about Li Mo's judgment.
"It's already remarkable that an ordinary family can pass down just one of these things, but your grandpa can pass down twelve of them at once. It seems that your grandpa is also a man with stories."
"My great-grandfather has lived at the foot of Changbai Mountain. Eating from the mountains, hunting, and picking were the main means of supporting his family. It has only been in the past twenty years that there have been earth-shaking changes. I don't know if my grandfather has any stories, but My impression is that he is an ordinary old man. When I was a child, my grandfather took me into the mountains to pick medicinal materials, hunt, etc. After all, he is just a rough man. As for where those porcelain came from, I don’t know. Maybe my dad can know. a little."
"Associate Professor Li, please wait a moment."
Qiuyang walked out of the private room. He and his parents wanted to protect the antique porcelain as soon as possible. It's okay that he didn't take it to heart before, but now Li Mo has appraised it for them, and every piece is worth a lot of money. How can he still be as calm as water?
"Why are you interested in the origins of those twelve pieces of porcelain?" Qin Sirui took off his mask and asked curiously.
"I just want to know more about it, maybe it's a habit."
After more than ten minutes, the door to the private room opened, and the waiter served three dishes one after another. People from the Northeast are generous, and their dishes are plentiful and affordable.
"Xiao Mo, you eat first when you are hungry. I drank two bowls of soup and ate a few pieces of chicken and I feel almost full."
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