Happy Tycoon

It's terrible, I couldn't sleep because of toothache in the morning, so I got up to update a chapter. Well, the weather here is so dry that it’s snowing even in Guangdong, but we haven’t seen any snow here. We’re in the North China Plain! There has been a little snowflakes since winter, the weather is extremely dry, and the virus is even more rampant. My throat is just fine, but the toothache keeps up again, unlucky.

Pushing forward the time, it was when Yang Jing and his father and son were driving to Fuxin.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Jing's grandfather's house ushered in two old men with gray hair and trembling demeanor.

Yang Jing's aunt and mother obviously knew these two old people who were no younger than their father.

Uncle Yang, Uncle Wang, I'm really sorry to ask you to travel all the way. The auntie greeted the two old people very respectfully as she opened the door.

Xiaozhen, you are slapping our old brothers in the face by saying this. I am also a little uneasy because I haven't been able to come and see Brother Li for so long. A thin old man, this old man's name is Yang Tianmin, he is ninety-two years old this year, ten years older than his grandfather, he retired in the 1980s, and was the curator of the Tianqu City Museum before his retirement.

That's right, this old man is the curator of the museum who appraised the fake Picture of Birds Coming from Dead Wood for grandpa.

As for the other tall and fat old man, he is also in his eighties and younger than Yang Jing's grandfather. This old man is called Wang Ketian, and he is also a well-known antique expert in Tianqu City, especially proficient in calligraphy and painting. When my grandfather was looking for someone to appraise the fake painting, the first person he looked for was Mr. Wang.

Hello, Uncle Wang, please come in quickly, my father is waiting for you two. The aunt bowed to the old man Wang again, and greeted the two of them into the room repeatedly.

There was an Audi A6 parked outside the gate, but the driver didn't get out of the car, but sat in the car and waved at Yang Jing's aunt, indicating that he would not enter the house.

This Audi A6 belongs to Mr. Wang's son. Mr. Wang's son is a well-known private entrepreneur in Tianqu City. He now runs the largest private chemical company in Tianqu City, with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

The two old men were friends of Yang Jing's grandfather when he was playing antiques, and they have been walking around very well these years. When Yang Jing's grandfather had surgery, these two old men and some old friends in the circle When I came to visit my grandfather, Mr. Yang and Mr. Wang came here many times in a row.

Later, when my grandfather was recuperating at home, the two old men also came to see my grandfather every once in a while.

The three old men met in the room, and naturally exchanged pleasantries.

Grandpa can remember his friends before the illness, and these two old men have been friends with Grandpa for many years, so of course he can't forget these two.

However, it was obvious that Grandpa had completely forgotten why he invited these two people over.

Grandpa thought that these two old friends came to visit him, and they were still polite there. Hey, my brother Yang and brother Wang, why are you two running away? Just call if you have anything to do. Don't worry about me here. The children are taken care of very well. I eat and sleep all day long. After eating, I don’t think about anything, so I don’t worry.”

The aunt on the side smiled helplessly, and said to the two old men: Uncle Yang, Uncle Wang, my dad has already forgotten that he insisted on inviting you two over. I'm sorry, you also know about my dad's illness.

Mr. Yang waved his hand with a smile and said: Xiao Zhen, don't worry, Lao Wang and I know what's going on with your father's illness, we don't mind. But what your father said on the phone yesterday But really?

The aunt nodded and said: It's true. My brother and nephew pushed my dad to go to the Grand Canal Antique City to relax yesterday morning. As a result, my nephew spent 10,000 yuan to buy a clear book, and then in I found five different pages in it. My dad also read it yesterday, and suspected that it might be a Song and Shu block edition. But my dad is not sure, so he has been thinking about this matter all the time, and he has to say anything yesterday afternoon Please come over and give me palm eyes.

Because Yang Jing's grandfather likes antiques very much, even the family with Lao Li's family knows some knowledge and terminology of antiques. Before my grandfather got sick, the people in the family were friends from the antique industry. After hearing and seeing them all the year round, they also smoked.

When my aunt said this, my grandfather immediately remembered the five pages of Hua Jian Ji, and immediately regained his energy.

Brother Yang and Brother Wang, my grandson searched for a book in the antique city yesterday, but there were five pages in it that seemed to me to be engraved from Song and Shu. Now that you are here, it is just right for you to hold my eyes.

After saying that, the grandfather turned to Yang Jing's mother and said, Xiao Ping, quickly bring the book that Yang Jing bought yesterday, and let Uncle Yang and Uncle Wang read it.

Yang's mother immediately turned around and walked to the old man's room, put on her gloves and took out the Flower House that her son bought yesterday from the drawer.

Mr. Yang put on his gloves and took the Hua Jian Ji with a look of pity on his face.

Tsk tsk, it's a pity, this should be a Ming edition, but the preservation is too poor.

Mr. Wang on the side also put on reading glasses and looked down, also showing a regretful expression.

The aunt pulled the chairs for the two old men, and asked the two old men to sit down, and then the two old men carefully looked at the Flower House Collection.

After turning two pages, the two old men looked at each other, and Mr. Wang nodded with certainty: That's right, this is a Ming edition, and it should be a Ming edition reprinted from a Song edition. Tsk tsk, if it is preserved No matter how good it is, this book can be sold for at least 50,000 yuan just because of the thin gold body.

Mr. Yang also nodded and said: Lao Li, this book is very good. I remember your grandson is called Yang Jing, right? This young man is not bad!

Grandpa nodded with a smile. The old friend praised his grandson, which made him happier than picking up a mistake.

The two old men stopped talking, but continued to scroll down. But it was almost the same as when my grandfather read the book yesterday. When they turned to the sixth page, the two old men didn't see any difference on this page.

It was only when they turned down a few pages until they reached the eleventh page that the two old men let out a sigh at the same time.

The two old men looked at each other again, nodded in unison, and then old man Yang started to turn forward until he reached the sixth page.

Old Wang, there's something wrong with these two pages! Mr. Yang said to Mr. Wang as he pushed his reading glasses.

There's something wrong. If it wasn't for this page, I wouldn't be able to see it.

Mr. Yang raised his head and asked his grandfather, Lao Li, are you talking about these few pages?

Although my grandfather doesn't remember much after the operation, he can still remember certain things clearly, such as yesterday's Hua Jian Ji.

Grandpa nodded and said, Besides these two pages, there are three more pages, here, here, here, and this page.

Seeing that grandpa clicked out three more pages from the remaining pages, the two old men immediately observed again. After a long time, the faces of the two old men showed surprise.

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