I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Seeing the satisfied expression on his grandfather's face, Wang Luotian was also very happy.

After getting off the stage, I went straight to Hu Muzhi.

"Brother Wang, it has to be you, my grandfather really likes that pen holder." Wang Luotian smiled.

"Compared to the pen holder, what your grandfather likes more is your filial piety." Hu Muzhi responded.

"Come, come, drink, drink." Wang Luotian simply sat down on Hu Muzhi's side, and exchanged glasses with Hu Muzhi.

After a few small glasses of white wine, Hu Muzhi found that someone had already gotten up and left at the other wine tables, feeling that the time was almost up.

Then he opened his mouth to Wang Luotian: "Brother Wang, we will drink at my place next time, and today you will help grandpa see off guests, so let's do it first.

"Okay." Wang Luotian nodded: "Then let's drink it next time.

Hu Muzhi got up and prepared to leave.

Just after walking a few steps, "Four Six Seven" suddenly thought of something, turned around, and said to Wang Luotian: "Brother Wang, I have moved house now, and it is useless for you to call the canteen.

"I now live in..."

Hu Muzhi told Wang Luotian the address of his courtyard house.

After Wang Luotian wrote it down, he said, "Go to your place to play when you have time."

"Welcome anytime." With that, Hu Muzhi left the hotel.

With Hu Muzhi's departure, Wang Luotian also returned to the main table.

This table is filled with people from their royal family, including his father, his second uncle, his aunt and some cousins.

Wang Chengfeng walked off the stage, sat in the middle, took a deep breath, and said, "This is the first time I feel that receiving gifts is so tiring. 99

"Dad, I think in the end, the people from the Calligraphers Association gave you a lot of calligraphy and paintings." Wang Wenzhi smiled lightly.

"Yes, kindness is hard to resist. I will write a few words and send them back in a few days. It can be considered a repayment." Wang Chengfeng said.

Listening to the conversation between his father and grandfather, Wang Luotian remembered the red envelope that Hu Muzhi gave him back then, so he touched his pocket, took out the red envelope, and said.

"Grandpa, this is given by my brother.

Wang Chengfeng glanced at the red envelope, thinking that it contained money, waved his hand, and said, "Luo Tian, ​​I will blame you for this.

"I asked you to call your friend over today for the sake of fun. How can you accept your friend's favor? Find a time and return it."

"Grandpa, it's not..."

Wang Luotian just wanted to say that it was not money, but a letter.

His aunt Wang Wenxin took the red envelope from Wang Luotian's hand.

After pinching the thickness, he said, "Luo Tian, ​​your brother is very generous, you actually wrap such a thick red envelope.

With that said, the curious Wang Wenxin opened the red envelope and looked at it.

Just looking at it, Wang Wenxin's expression became a little ugly.

Seeing this, Wang Wenyi, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but said: "Little sister, it's all a matter of heart for people to give more and give less, what do you think about your expression?

"Second brother, see for yourself." Wang Wenxin handed the red envelope to Wang Wenyi without explaining too much.

Wang Wenyi took a look, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

If you don't send it, what's the point of wrapping a piece of paper?

"Oh, auntie, second uncle, I never said that it was stuffed with money." Wang Luotian said anxiously.

"But it's not appropriate to send a piece of paper, right?" Wang Wenyi said.

"Who said it's just a piece of paper, this is my brother's handwriting. Wang Luotian retorted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the table laughed.

Character?

Will Wang Chengfeng, the president of the Calligraphers Association, still be short of characters?

Only Wang Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Luotian, and said, "Luotian, what is your brother's name?

"Grandpa, my name is Hu Muzhi." Wang Luotian replied.

When Wang Chengfeng heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, then turned towards Wang Wenyi who was holding the red envelope and said anxiously: "Wenyi, give me the red envelope."

".....

Wang Wenyi wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Wang Chengfeng: "Where is the nonsense coming from, give it to me quickly."5

Wang Wenyi didn't understand how his father could be so rude, but he still handed the red envelope over.

Wang Chengfeng took the red envelope and slowly took out the paper inside.

Then very carefully opened the paper.

After it was fully opened, Wang Chengfeng looked at the ten characters on it: 80 years old, longevity, 100 years old.

A gleam of light burst out from his eyes, and he said excitedly.

"It's exactly the same, it's exactly the same, it's really him, it's really him."

Looking at Wang Chengfeng's appearance, everyone was a little confused.

"Dad, what exactly is the same? And who is he?" Wang Wenyi couldn't help but ask...

Wang Chengfeng ignored his second son, but looked at Wang Luotian and said, "Luotian, where is your brother? Take me to see him quickly.

"Grandpa, Muzhi has already gone back first." Wang Luotian said bitterly.

"What?" Wang Chengfeng frowned and continued to ask, "Then do you have his contact information?

"He gave me an address before he left." Wang Luotian said.

"Where do you live?" Wang Chengfeng asked.

Wang Luotian then told Wang Chengfeng the address of the Hu Muzhi courtyard.

Wang Wenyi listened to the address reported by Wang Luotian, and said, "Luotian, are you sure this is the address? 35

"That's what Muzhi told me, I won't remember it wrong." Wang Luotian nodded.

"No." Wang Wenyi shook his head and said, "The address you mentioned is the address of my friend's father's courtyard house. I went to play before, so I remember it, and my friend is not named Hua."5

The implication of this sentence is that Hu Muzhi is not my friend's son.

"Wenyi, how long ago did you say?" Wang Wenzhi asked.

"It's been about a year." Wang Wenyi thought for a while and said.

"Maybe now that courtyard has changed owners or maybe rented out, you can make a phone call and ask if it's not clear." Wang Wenyi suggested.

"Yes, yes." Wang Wenyi took the big brother and made a phone call.

After chatting for a minute, Wang Wenyi hung up the phone.

The old and steady Wang Chengfeng was the first to ask 2.8, "How is it?"

"My friend's father just sold the courtyard yesterday, and the buyer was Hu Muzhi, and he paid in one lump sum. 55 Wang Wenyi replied.

"Alright, Luo Tian, ​​your friend is so young that he can actually afford a courtyard house? It is said that a set of courtyard houses costs more than one million yuan. Wang Wenxin said.

At this moment, Wang Luotian was even more shocked than the others.

Before, he thought that Hu Muzhi had encountered some difficulties to set up the stall, and he wanted to help him, but in the end, everything was his own mistake.

Is the person who can win the courtyard in full, like the owner who lacks money?

Not to mention, the current Hu Muzhi is really a master who lacks money.

After leaving the hotel, Hu Muzhi did not return to the courtyard, but set up a stall in Panjiayao.

Therefore, I don't know anything about the fact that one of my words shocked the Wang family.