Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

The young mistress smiled and explained to Zhenfeng beside him that he had just explained to Brother Dao Scar which word for "Cizhou" was in Cizhou, and the principle of the magnet he mentioned, but it turned out that this guy used it in terms of men and women.

Zhenfeng hit Scar hard on the head with chopsticks, "You kid, can you learn some knowledge? Why don't you know anything all day long?"

Scar rubbed his head gently, then smiled evilly, "Brother, why didn't I learn the posture? I didn't watch those movies in vain!"

"Get out!" Zhenfeng rolled his eyes at Scar, and then looked at the mistress, "Mistress, take this jar to the Tasting Pavilion tomorrow, and then do this..."

The next morning, shortly after Tasting Pavilion opened, the mistress walked in with a furoshiki in her arms, "Hello, may I ask, is our boss here?"

Yang Qinian looked back and saw that the mistress was wearing glasses, a spotless white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, a pair of suit pants on the lower body, and a pair of black leather shoes on the feet. He had a polite appearance and looked like an office worker. clerk.

"I just don't know what's going on, little brother?" Yang Qinian motioned to the younger brother to sit down and talk.

"That's right, boss," the mistress gently placed the furoshiki on the table, "I have something that I want to keep with you for a while. Is it okay?"

Yang Qinian was stunned. Store it here?It's not the storage desk in front of the train station, nor is it a storage shop like Chen Yang. Why is he storing it here?

Yang Qinian smiled slightly, "Little brother, this is an antique store, not a storage desk in front of the station. If you are worried about storing it in front of the station, there is a storage shop in this city, you can also go and have a look."

The mistress smiled and shook her head, "Boss, this is not an ordinary thing. It is an antique. I store it in front of the station for fear of being damaged by a knock."

"The store you mentioned, someone told me yesterday that there are two young men there, and I don't trust them."

When Yang Qinian heard this, he took a closer look at the furoshiki. It was an antique, so he had to see it for himself.

"I don't know what's inside, little brother, can I take a look?"

"Of course." The mistress reached out and unwrapped the baggage, and a sauce-glazed vase with floral scroll patterns appeared in front of Yang Qinian.

After Yang Qinian saw it, he was stunned for a moment. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Then Yang Qinian reached out and took the sauce-glazed jar with floral and curly patterns and looked at it carefully. His straight mouth was restrained, his shoulders were sloping and his abdomen was bulging, and his legs were extravagant.The sauce-colored glaze is not applied to the bottom, and the upper and lower areas are separated by string patterns on the abdomen, and the curly grass pattern is carved.

The whole porcelain jar has a simple and rough shape, with lively and smooth lines, showing rich changes in simplicity. Yes, this is the sauce-glazed jar with curly grass patterns that Guan Jinchuan is looking for!

It's really hard to find anything without trying to find it, and it takes no effort at all to get there!Yang Qinian put the jar on the table, ostensibly observing the jar, and thinking about it in his mind.

I received a pair of crabapple plates from Guan Jinchuan during the Jiaqing period. At that time, Guan Jinchuan planned to ask me to help him exchange the plates for any one of the cockscomb pots, three-color printed crabapple plates, and sauce-glazed pots with scroll patterns.

As long as he keeps this jar and gives it to Guan Jinchuan when the time comes, he can justifiably keep the pair of crabapple trays.

But judging from this young man's appearance, he doesn't intend to sell this object. How can he think of a way to make him sell it?

Yang Qinian was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea flashed in his head. Why did he want to hand over this sauce-glazed pot with floral scroll patterns to Guan Jinchuan?Anyway, if he can't find the cultural relics after three months, this old boy will go to jail. By then, won't the crabapple plate from the Jiaqing period still belong to him?

"Young man, why do you want to store this object? Can't you store it at home?" Yang Qinian asked the mistress while thinking.

The mistress smiled slightly and said, "That's right, boss, this thing belongs to a friend. He owes me a sum of money. I pressed him several times but he couldn't pay it back. In the end, there was no way to give me the jar first." "

"He said he would give him two months. If he still doesn't pay after two months, he would give me the jar. According to him, the jar is quite valuable, but I don't understand! Now I am going to the capital for a business trip. My mother is busy at home and always packs my things. I'm afraid that during the business trip, my mother will break this thing, or she will sell it, and my friend will ask me to pay for the jar. Isn’t it worth the loss?”

"So which antique store do I want to store it in? After all, you know better than me and will store it carefully. I will take the jar back when I come back."

So that's it. Yang Qinian nodded after listening, which is understandable.

"Young man, how long do you want to store it for?"

The mistress raised two fingers and said, "Boss, you just need to store it for me for two weeks. You decide the price, but you have to make sure there is no problem with the things."

After hearing this, Yang Qinian looked at his mistress, and then smiled slightly, "I can help you store it, but there is one thing we need to make clear."

"You said boss."

Yang Qinian pointed to the sauce-glazed flower-curved jar on the table and said, "You were deceived by your friend. Your sauce-glazed jar with floral pattern is a fake and not worth anything at all!"

"What?" The third son was shocked when he heard what Yang Qinian said. He didn't know whether he was really surprised or fake.

Yang Qinian nodded, "Young man, I won't make any mistakes. It's fine if I help you store it, but we need to explain beforehand that this is a fake sauce-glazed jar with floral and curly patterns!"

"Don't ask us to change it for you when you come to pick it up. I hope you can understand."

After hearing Yang Qinian's words, the mistress slapped the table angrily, stood up, and wrapped the glaze pot with furoshiki again.

"Then why should I keep it!" The mistress said angrily as he packed it away. "I'm going to take the things to find my friend now. Isn't this obviously trying to trick me! It won't work if he doesn't pay back the money today!"

Seeing the mistress re-wrapping the furoshiki, Yang Qinian nodded secretly. What this young man said must be true. She couldn't let him take away the sauce-glazed flower-curled pot like this.

Seeing that the mistress was about to leave holding the sauce-glazed vase with floral curly patterns, Yang Qinian shouted from behind to stop the mistress.

"Young man, let me advise you." Yang Qinian looked at the mistress with a look as if he wanted to help him. "It's useless for you to go back to your friend now. He has no money now. What can he give you back? Not only do you want to get the money back? , the sauce-glazed vase with floral scroll pattern in my hand is gone.”

The mistress looked stubborn and adjusted her glasses with her hand, "I don't care. Since this jar is fake, it's useless in my hands. He must give me money today!"

Yang Qinian smiled slightly and said, "Young man, you are still too young. Let me give you an idea."

"You keep this sauce-glazed cauldron jar with me, and when you come back in half a month, you go to your friend and ask for the money. If he can pay you back, you return the jar to him; if he doesn't pay you back, , just tell him that this jar is fake and don’t even think about using it to pay off your debt. Wouldn’t this be a loss for you?”

The mistress lowered her head and thought for a moment, then finally gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, boss, I will do as you say. Let's create a document as proof. Don't say I lied to him then!"

Half an hour later, the mistress walked out of the tasting pavilion with the receipt in hand. Looking at the receipt in his hand, the mistress smiled slightly, this old guy still wants to fool me?