Three smiles

Mu Xixi was taking out the ribs in the kitchen to thaw, when Wang Sanxiao walked in and got straight to the point: "What antique did your grandfather get?"

"It's just a few trinkets that my great-grandmother collected when she was alive. She is not an expert, and her appearance is not very good." Mu Xixi counted for him, "A dozen seals, the engraving is not bad, The stone material is average, a purple sand pot, without famous style, but the shape is very interesting, like a small pumpkin, seven or eight ancient inkstones, all of which are old pit duan inkstones, oh, yes, there is also a crooked melon and jujube filigree enamel Big bottle."

Wang Sanxiao listened silently, and raised his head when he heard the words: "Wait, what is a large cloisonné enamel bottle with crooked melons and dates? The enamelware is a treasure for the imperial court, and it can crook melons and dates?"

"You're ignorant," Mu Xixi washed his hands, walked out with a hand of water, and said with a smile, "To be honest, I was shocked when I saw it. Come on, let me show it to you. At that time, I thought it was quite It's weird, just ask grandpa to come over."

Mu Xixi walked to his bedroom, took out a large box, put it on the coffee table, and opened it carefully. Wei Cong pressed down the long neck of the floor lamp and shone it into the box, only to see a gorgeous and eye-catching cloisonné enamel big bottle shining brightly. color.

Wang Sanxiao took out the bottle, his face changed when he lifted it.

"This product is very heavy," Mu Xixi explained, "much heavier than the usual [-]-piece large bottle."

Wang San smiled and weighed it. He felt that the light of the floor lamp was not clear enough, so he casually took out a miniature strong-light flashlight from his pocket.

"Qianlong goods with a wide open door," Wei Cong praised, "Xi Xi, are you selling it? Sending it to the company will definitely scare those second- and fifth-eyed people to death."

"Are you a fool and still laugh at other people's two or five eyes?" Mu Xixi pouted disdainfully, "Stop pretending to be an expert here, and return Qianlong goods, just imitated in the late Qing Dynasty."

Wei Cong resolutely said: "Impossible! Look at the glazed glass and the golden thread, such a magnificent picture of sea water, clouds and dragons could never be produced except in the Qianlong Dynasty. .”

Mu Xixi snorted, and smiled at Wang San: "Brother Xiao, put the bottle on the table and show me Qi Ye."

Wang San glanced at him with a smile, and put the bottle on the table, only to see that the bottle shook and turned into a graceful crooked neck, and Wei Cong lost his temper.

"Huh!" Mu Xixi was arrogant, "Is this a Qianlong product? Such crooked porcelain is really going to be in front of the Long Live Lord, so be careful of the head on the neck! Besides, if it is a Qianlong product, it can still be in my grandfather's hands." ? Wei Laosan took the first one for himself!"

Wei Cong naturally knew that he was telling the truth, but he just felt very strange. He walked around the bottle and frowned: "How is this possible? It's clearly Qianlong's style..." He looked up at Wang San and smiled, He couldn't help laughing, "Then please ask San Shao to give us some guidance?"

Wang San spread out a hand leisurely with a smile: "My palm eye is asking for money."

Wei Cong grabbed his hand and pressed it to his chest: "Look what's good about me, just take it, or take me all, and open a package, no monthly or yearly subscription, you can just pay me for a lifetime. "

"You are beautiful," Wang Sanxiao pressed hard on the smoke scar on his chest through his shirt, "I just want to see that you are smooth and playful now. After two years, you will be old and pale. Who will you be?" The fuck still cares about you."

Mu Xixi turned around silently and covered his face: Why can't he just avoid flirting and cursing?They are still children! ! !

From the corner of Wang Sanxiao's eyes, he saw him turning around and avoiding him. He felt bad, and stretched out his hand to pinch the child by the back of his neck, dragged him into his arms and hugged him, teasing his soft chin with his fingertips, and said with a smile. : "After a few years, your seventh master will become a yellow-faced man, and you will fill in his vacancy."

Mu Xixi's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay."

Wei Cong's face darkened suddenly: "Hey, let's appreciate this unlucky bottle."

"Hahaha," Wang Sanxiao and Mu Xixi crossed their shoulders, panting with laughter, holding the big bottle with their fingers and shaking it on the table, "Is it crooked? It's right. It's not crooked. , Mr. Wei, please get started and weigh the weight of this bottle."

"Huh? What's your explanation?" Wei Cong lifted the bottle obediently and found it to be quite heavy, "Why is it so heavy? Is it filled with gold?"

Wang San smiled and looked at him without saying a word.

Wei Cong looked directly at his smile, thinking quickly, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, he yelled out, looked down at the bottle, his face was full of disbelief: "It turned out to be..."

Wang San smiled satisfied and nodded, jokingly: "Mr. Wei has not been in the antique business for a long time, and his knowledge is not small. He is behind in learning."

"...Damn," Mu Xixi was confused and full of grievances: How could that half-assed Grandpa Seven have better eyesight than him?There must be an adulterous bonus!

Wei Cong won a complete victory in this battle between grandparents and grandchildren, and raised his chin proudly: "Boy, listen, the common cloisonné enamel is copper-bodied enamel, the rare one is silver-bodied enamel, and there is a more The rare ones are called gold-bodied cloisonné enamel, and the gold is soft, so it’s strange that it won’t crook its neck after it’s been sunken into this shape for hundreds of years.”

"!!!" Mu Xixi opened his mouth little by little according to his words, until he turned into an -o- expression, and he was already dumbfounded.

Wang Sanxiao added, "During Qianlong's [-]th birthday, a batch of gold-bodied cloisonné enamel was fired, and most of them are now stored in the National Palace Museum in Taipei. This one..." He slapped Mu Xixi on the back. On his back, he smiled happily, "It's a big leak, grandson!"

Mu Xixi really didn't expect that all the family property could be picked up, it's just... God is on his side!

He truthfully told his grandfather the result of the appraisal, and asked him to take back the bottle. It was worth tens of millions. Uncle Wei was overjoyed, but said that since he gave it to his grandson, there was absolutely no reason to take it back. If you have a relationship with your grandson, keep it for collection.

Look, Uncle Wei is so virtuous and upright. On this point, Wei Qiye is far behind. Since he learned that this is a genuine Qianlong boutique, his attitude towards "Sun Thief" has changed 180 times, and he will never be a slave again. Yes, even the "Sun Thief" will get a cup of hot milk before going to bed at night.

Mu Xixi gulped down the milk in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and refused to admit it, and said to Wei Cong: "I won't send it to the auction, you should die."

Wei Cong looked at him with a pleasing expression, like a cunning old fox looking at a fat and tender chick, and said softly, "You are a good boy, why are you so stubborn, will grandpa lie to you?"

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"..." Wei Cong felt that the older the child, the less cute he was, "Then I'm not a grandfather anymore, I'm the president of Tan Ye Photography, your immediate boss, come on, think about whether you want to be in the auction , I can promise you some conditions within my ability."

Mu Xixi would never give him a chance, so he smiled coldly: "I want Wang Sanxiao."

Wei Cong's smile remained unchanged, he moved his fists and feet silently, and said kindly, "Good boy, come and talk a little bit, you are too far away, I can't hear you clearly."

"..." Mu Xixi took a look at the murderous look in his deep eyes, ran back to the bedroom, closed the door with a bang, and locked it.

Wei Cong cursed secretly: "You little bastard!"

Although President Wei received a ruthless cold reception in front of his grandson, Tanye Auctions under his command was in full swing. Various departments encountered adventures one after another, and the quality of the auctions collected was unbelievably high, almost reaching the international level. Take the specifications.

While flipping through the report with satisfaction, Wei Cong glanced at Mu Xixi, who was working hard, and felt that if there was another Qianlong golden cloisonné enamel, it would be more perfect.Mu Xixi felt chilly all over his body. Just as he was about to drink a cup of coffee for himself, the head of the porcelain miscellaneous department blew in a gust of wind, and started yelling from a long distance: "Bobobo..."

"What?" Wei Cong frowned and raised his head, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Boss!!!" The supervisor was trembling with excitement, "Big big... big business!"

Wei Cong took a deep breath and seriously considered the possibility of firing this guy.

The supervisor propped his hands on the desk: "Mr. Zhang's Chenghua Doucai Gaoshi Cup!!! It's coming out again..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Cong stood up abruptly, not for any other reason, but because the liver Wang Sanxiao found at that time saved Uncle Zhao's life, and Mr. Zhang gratefully handed over the Doucai Cup to Wang Sanxiao for sale. How could it be here now?

He stepped up and walked out the door: "Let me take a look at this Coats Cup. Tell me, where did you collect it?"

The supervisor followed behind him in a small step: "It was the seller who came to the door himself! You said that this matter will never end? Hey, the seller should still be in the reception room. I just took a look and felt that I must come to you report."

Wei Cong strode into the reception room, and saw a somewhat familiar antique dealer sitting on the sofa, and a man standing beside him was looking up at a calligraphy and painting on the wall, standing straight, looking more and more slender and long-legged His buttocks turned up, and he turned his head when he heard the voice, and couldn't help laughing.

Wei Cong looked at the smiling eyes and thin lips in front of him, and then laughed too: "Dare to ask Third Young Master, what are you doing?"

"Let me introduce first," Wang San smiled and pointed at the antique dealer, "this is..."

"Huh?" Mu Xixi suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Han???"

The antique dealer was Li Hanbai, the boss of Suihanzhai in Beijing. Hearing this, he looked over, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "It's you," he glanced past Mu Xixi, landed on Wei Cong, stood up with a smile, and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Wei, hello."

Wei Cong recalled how many times this person came to give away and take pictures, all of which were of good quality, and shook his hand with a smile: "As soon as I heard that the Doucai Cup was collected, I came here immediately, but I didn't expect it to be Boss Li, please sit."

After everyone was seated, Li Hanbai moved a red sandalwood box on the table in front of him: "Mr. Wei, please hold your eye."

Mu Xixi opened the wooden box, and saw an open porcelain cup lying between the brocade, with a thin body and white enamel. On one side of the cup, "Sage of Calligraphy Watches Goose" and on the other side, "Tao Qian Loves Chrysanthemum". It was the Chenghua Doucai Gaoshi Cup that Wang Sanxiao took from Mr. Zhang, and he sold it to Li Hanbai.

This Li Hanbai was able to eat the priceless Cheng Kiln Doucai, which shows that his ability is also extraordinary.

After the two parties signed the auction contract, Li Hanbai left quickly. Wang Sanxiao sat on the sofa without moving, shaking Erlang's upturned legs, and glanced at Wei Cong with a smile. Cong gave a glimpse of cold sweat, pretended to smile calmly and said, "Let's go shopping together after work, how about coming to my house to eat fish at night? I just learned a Cantonese-style steamed fish, and I feel pretty good about myself. Don't believe me Ask Xixi."

"...Huh? What?" Mu Xixi came back to his senses and looked at them blankly.

Wei Cong glanced at him: "The steamed fish I cooked for you last time was not bad, I remember you ate a lot."

"Damn it, it's not only pretty good!" Mu Xixi yelled.

Wei Cong showed a satisfied smile.

Mu Xixi continued to call: "I ran to the toilet eight times in one night, you almost poisoned me to death!!!"

"..."

"Pfft hahaha," Wang San laughed loudly, patting his thigh.

Wei Cong felt that this kid had to be cleared out of the house. How could a 20-year-old grandson live with his grandfather, which has seriously hindered his grandfather from falling in love!

Wang San smiled narrowly: "Okay, I'll give you a few more days to improve your cooking skills. Come to my house for dinner tonight and let the old man steam fish for you."

"...W-what?" Wei Cong was stunned.

Wang Sanxiao felt that he looked a little intellectually disturbed, and said again: "My father asked you to come to dinner tonight."

Wei Cong's mind was spinning quickly, and he recalled it carefully, and found that the last time he saw his father-in-law was at the old man's funeral that day, and his performance that time...was pretty good, so he was quite confident and smiled. Nodding: "Then bother."