Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 206 Chu Jialiang, Wan Fu's Point!
Is the Hetian jade bracelet Mr. Cao is talking about his own Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang Hetian jade bracelet?

Chu Ang muttered, he didn't think it was a coincidence.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Cao snorted coldly, "You sold me a fake last time, and now you still want to ask me for help? No way!"

"Brother Chu, I'm leaving early!"

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Mr. Cao bid farewell, turned around and left gracefully.

"Brothers, did the anchor chat with Mr. Cao just now?"

"I don't understand, it seems to be a grievance between a wealthy family!"

"It's normal if you don't understand. How can a few words explain the battle between a wealthy family? Not only that, I feel that Mr. Cao should know something..."

"Ham, I don't understand the rest, but I can see Mr. Cao's chicness..."

"Mr. Cao's daily life is the day I dream of!"

Chu Ang watched Young Master Cao leave, looking at his back, thoughtful.

.........

Somewhere in a luxury hotel.

After Gao Jinyang hung up Mr. Cao's phone, his expression was deeply wrinkled, and he stood in front of the window without saying a word for a long time.

"boss…"

Not long after, several senior executives of the Gao Group walked in, their eyes wandering, and they stood behind Gao Jinyang uneasily.

Gao Jinyang turned to look at several people, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any news about the descendants of the golden master?"

Several executives glanced at each other at the same time, then looked away tacitly, and then lowered their heads.

Everyone understands in their hearts that at this time, the best thing to do is to remain silent and not speak.

"..."

There was silence in the room, which was suffocating.

"Trash..." Seeing this scene, Gao Jinyang's heart surged with anger, and he said angrily, "The Gao family raised a bunch of trash!"

"Boss, we need time, and it's only been a few hours..." an executive bit the bullet and explained.

"Then hurry up and find it for me, what time is wasting here..." Gao Jinyang's eyes widened, "Look for it, find it for me..."

The executives had no choice but to leave the room quickly as if fleeing.

"Trash... a bunch of trash!"

After everyone left, Gao Jinyang was still angry, but at this moment, another old man in Chinese tunic came in.

The old man has gray hair and a gray beard, but he is still full of energy, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with a majestic bearing and a majestic presence without anger.

A pair of eyes are as sharp and piercing as a falcon, as if they can see everything in the world.

"Didn't I tell you to go away... What are you trash doing here..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, Gao Jinyang turned around abruptly, and was about to reprimand these ignorant subordinates, but when he saw the appearance of the person coming, his furious voice stopped abruptly, and his expression changed, "Father ...You...you are not handling business on Hong Kong Island!"

The old man's deep eyes like ancient wells make it difficult to see what he is thinking. There seems to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it gives people a sense of coldness, loneliness and vicissitudes.

"Is there any news about Chu Jialiang's descendants?" the old man asked, his vigorous and slightly hoarse voice sounded a bit tired.

"No..." At this moment, Gao Jinyang looked like a child who had done something bad, standing in front of the old man with his head down, nervous and cramped, as if he didn't dare to show his air.

"Many years ago... I visited Chu Jialiang with my husband..." The old man's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "It was in Hebei at that time, the specific place... the time is too long, I don't remember clearly!"

"I just remember that Chu Jialiang's youngest son seems to be called Chu Heping... It seems that he just got married, and there are still happy words on the courtyard..."

"Calculating the time, his little grandson should not be a few years younger than you!"

The old man's voice was old and majestic, with a sense of thickness after years of precipitation, which made people unconsciously quiet down.

And Gao Jinyang was overjoyed when he heard about it, "Hebei...Chu Heping!"

"Father, give me a month...no! 10 days!"

"At most 10 days, we will be able to find Chu Jialiang's descendants!"

"..."

The old man shook his head, "Don't be so troublesome... Even if you find Chu's descendants, if they don't set foot in the antique shop anymore, or if Chu Jialiang decides to let the treasures accompany him into the coffin, we will be happy for nothing..."

"In a few days, there will be an exhibition of Chinese cultural relics in Sijiu City. I have a way to try the descendants of the Chu family..."

As he spoke, the old man took out a pale yellow photo from his pocket.

"This is..." Gao Jinyang moved his head closer, lowered his head and began to measure.

The photo is a group photo of two people, a typical black and white photo of the Republic of China. One of the men is slender, with handsome features, a warm smile, and wearing an elegant robe. The other is thinner, not tall, and his appearance is blurred with the photo. Outsiders It's embarrassing.

"This is a photo of my husband and Chu Jialiang..." The old man rubbed the photo carefully, then pointed to the man in the Confucian robe, "This is Chu Jialiang!"

After the words fell, there was only a sharp sound, and the old man tore the photo in two.

"..."

Gao Jinyang was taken aback, and looked at his father suspiciously.

The old man calmly said, "I'll teach you how to do it..."

As he spoke, the old man whispered a few times in Gao Jinyang's ear.

……

One morning a few days later.

Chu Ang, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by his mother's V letter phone call.

"Mom...what are you doing? Can't you call me after eight o'clock?"

"Can't you let your son have a good night's sleep?" Chu Ang rubbed his temples with a sleepy face, and his mind was still a little drowsy.

"Son... read the news quickly..."

"What news? There are a lot of news, celebrity gossip, Japan's nuclear radiation, the big goose war..."

"It's about antiques, no, it should be your grandpa's..."

"..."

Chu Ang was shocked, and quickly sat up from the bed, took out the laptop that had been dusty for a long time, and searched for the latest current events.

Soon, a news video about the Dongying Antique Culture Exhibition popped up.

Many treasures suddenly appeared in the video, such as Qing porcelain, Ming jade, Yuan Buddha head, Song calligraphy and painting, many of which are treasures that even museums have never owned.

Suddenly, a piece of Tang Sancai glazed pottery and an old black and white photo came into view.

Chu Ang looked a little familiar with the black and white photo below, as if he had seen it somewhere before, so he dragged the mouse and paused the video.

There is also a detailed introduction of Tang Sancai glazed pottery on the sign next to it-the tricolor lady figurines in the middle of Tang Dynasty. The figurines have their heads combed, their hair hanging in a bun, their cheeks are full, their bodies are graceful and luxurious, dignified and generous, and they are full of vitality and youthful beauty. , this treasure was sold to Mr. Hojo Ichiro at a high price in the 32nd year of the Republic of China (1943) by Mr. Chu Jialiang, a strange man in the antique trade.

"Son... have you seen it... have you seen it? That pottery figurine was sold to the Dongying people by your grandfather..." the mother's tone was urgent.

Chu Ang's eyes burst into bright light, and he opened the comment area, only to find that the comments were all insults.

"Tang Sancai... is a dazzling pearl in the art history of the Tang Dynasty, but it is also a witness of the culture of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Who is Chu Jialiang? He sold this treasure to Dongying people?"

"Is that photo of Chu Jialiang? He, tui!"

"In the 32nd year of the Republic of China, in 1943, the frontal battlefield was in full swing. This Chu Jialiang actually sold our Chinese national treasures. His heart can be punished, his heart can be punished, my family is a scum, my family is a scum!"

"..."

At this moment, Chu Ang's whole body seemed to be burning.

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ps: I'm late, I have something to do at home today, I'm sorry, sorry, I'm working on it! ! !

(End of this chapter)