Rebirth: I work hard to make money for my village beauty wife

"Yo, is this just your careful thinking

!" "Dare to hit this girl's idea!" "

Even if this girl dares to marry, do you dare to accept it?" the girl roared at Yang Hongwei defiantly.

"Tease you, don't take it seriously

!" "I already have a daughter-in-law, you don't have a chance!" Yang

Hongwei tightened his mouth and showed a wicked smile.

"What a big dog, you dare to tease Miss Ben!" he

said, using his fists and feet together, and beckoned to Yang Hongwei.

The fists and feet were windy, and they came quickly, but before Yang Hongwei could react, he instinctively took a step back.

If you don't agree with each other, you will start fighting, this chick is spicy enough!

Yang Hongwei is still carrying a jar in his hand, so he can only dodge quickly.

"This dodge speed is okay

!" "It just so happens that Miss Ben's hands are itchy today, so I'll find you to practice my hands!" "

No, Miss, no, Grandma, I still have a baby in my hand!"

"I'll admit defeat, okay, Grandma."

Yang Hongwei quickly dodged and begged.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now

!" "Who made you angry with Miss Ben

!" "You're not fair!" "

It's disgraceful to win the battle, so I'll let you."

"You just threw away the broken jar in your hand, and I'll pay you one."

"Tens of thousands of yuan, I don't want to, what if you don't pay!" Many

people next to him came to watch, and avoided the footprints of the two fighting far away.

After a while, people gathered on the inner and outer three floors.

"What are you looking at, I've never seen the little couple quarrel!" Yang

Hongwei seemed to be accustomed to the girl's fighting moves, and with his personal strength, he could still handle it.

"I'll make you poor, and when you cry!"

he said, his fists and kicks almost doubled in speed, and he beckoned to his baby at this time.

"Please, Grandma, stop

!" "I'm not going to fight, you can do whatever you like!"

After speaking, he stood in place with the jar in both hands, and let the girl's fists and feet smash him.

"Why are you like

this!" "Why did you stop fighting so well!" "

Can this be called fighting

?" "Look at the girl's skills, is she from a special forces?" Yang Hongwei can see from the girl's

fighting style that it is generally a fighting move, and it is also mixed with some other fists and kicks, which should have received some kind of training.

"Girls' families, why don't you learn, learn to fight. "

Can you handle it?" the

girl looked at her with a cold brow, as if she hadn't enjoyed it just now.

"I don't want

to take care of it!" "With you like this, it seems that you can't find someone to take over!"

"I want you to take care of it."

"I'm not your man, so I don't bother to care about you.

"Besides, I'm a person with a wife!" Yang

Hongwei looked proud, standing opposite the woman, somewhat gloating.

The girl blushed, and was a little ashamed to see so many onlookers around her looking at her.

angrily made a throat-cutting motion towards Yang Hongwei.

"Do you agree to what I ask you

for?" "Is this your attitude of begging for someone?"

"I don't care about it, I'll find someone else."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't forget to turn around and glared at Yang Hongwei fiercely.

"I've lost to you, see you at the auction. "

Because I was just trying to avoid the girl's attack, I didn't even care about the light rain in the sky, and then I felt that my clothes were getting soaked.

Yang Hongwei also walked out of Panjiayuan happily, still holding the big bottle tightly in his hand.

Windfall!

This is definitely the biggest takeaway of the day.

Although Cizhou Yaokou is only a private kiln, he remembers that in the auction in the 21st century, the fine porcelain of Cizhou Yaokou has also been auctioned for a high price of 10 million.

And this one is very similar to that lot, and it is in perfect condition, and it may sell for a good price.

By this time, the rain had stopped.

Yang Hongwei then quickly turned around the remaining ones, and found five or six good boutique old goods, of course, all of which were treasures that the store owner didn't see.

Three days later.

A medium-sized auction took place as scheduled.

Most of the participants are wealthy people from all over the world, powerful people from all walks of life, and some bigwigs in the collecting world, but there will also be a group of treasure connoisseurs invited to participate.

There are not too many lots in this auction, there are seventy or eighty lots in total, but it is said that all of them are fine.

Yang Hongwei is still wearing the same shabby clothes, but this time he knew that he was going to participate in the auction, so he specially washed them.

Due to the distance where the auction was held from where Yang Hongwei lived, and the buses were particularly slow in those days, the auction was about to start when Yang Hongwei arrived at the site.

Originally, Yang Hongwei didn't pay attention to the auctions of this era, but he promised others, and it was not good to release other pigeons.

By the way, take a look at the exhibits and learn about them.

"Sir, please show me your invitation. The

security guard at the door asked very politely, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Yang Hongwei hurriedly put his hand into his pocket to find the invitation, but he rummaged through the pockets on his body, where was the shadow of the invitation.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to bring it when I went out.

"Little brother, can you be accommodating. "

I was invited by Mr. Song Jun and Song to participate in the auction. "

I don't know what you said about Song Jun.

"If you don't have an invitation, leave as soon as possible. "

You see I can do this!" "

Both of them invited me to come, and I forgot to bring the invitation.

Yang Hongwei muttered in a low voice.

He knew that if he hadn't had an invitation today, he would never have been able to enter this venue.

So, he was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute, who's"

came a familiar woman's voice.

She forgot to ask Yang Hongwei's name and address that day.

I also forgot to give Yang Hongwei an invitation.

Today, she came to the venue early and waited for Yang Hongwei to appear at the door.

But when Yang Hongwei was communicating with the security guard brother just now, she met an acquaintance and exchanged a few words, but she didn't see Yang Hongwei.

Yang Hongwei glanced back and finally saw an acquaintance.

"Why did you come here in such clothes, no wonder the security guard didn't let you in. The

woman approached Yang Hongwei and whispered.

"That's only to blame you for forgetting to give me the invitation.

"Besides, I'm just a flat-headed commoner who collects rags, and who will participate in this kind of auction if it's okay.

"If the eldest lady dislikes my clothes, I will leave now, and I will not disgrace your people.

"You know that's not what I said. The

two walked to the door, one after the other.

"Hello Miss Lin, this is..."

"A friend of mine, help me pick out two things. "

Oh, it's Miss Lin's friend!"

"Please come in, please come in." The security guard at the door said respectfully.

Two people walked into the hall, and several people were sitting on the couch near the window chatting.

Looks like she's waiting for this girl.

"Qingxin, this is the gentleman you are talking about!"

"It looks quite young. A

burly middle-aged man in a public security uniform said sonorously.

"This is my dad, Lin Jianye. "

Hello uncle, my name is Yang Hongwei.

"I heard Wanxin say that you have a deep knowledge in antique appraisal, so today I specially ask you to choose a gift for my father.

"I heard Qingxin say that you are also outstanding in martial arts. "

No, just taekwondo for a few years. "

Taekwondo? What is Taekwondo.

"Why haven't I heard of such a martial art!" Yang

Hongwei then remembered, maybe the taekwondo of South Korea in this era has not yet been transmitted to our country!

" It's just an unknown boxing, not worth mentioning.

"Then Uncle must learn what kind of boxing you do. "

Taekwondo.

"How dare I compare martial arts with you, uncle, I'm a one-size-fits-all."

"Let's not talk about that, let's talk about today's auction first.

Lin Jianye looked at his watch, and then said to Yang Hongwei.

"I'd like to ask my uncle a question. "

What kind of antiques does Grandpa like?"

"What do we want to shoot today?"

Yang Hongwei asked all the questions in his heart.

"To tell you the truth, my father has only liked collecting in recent years, and as for what kind of collection he likes, we don't know what kind of collection he likes, so I invited my husband to make a reference. "

It's a bit of a dilemma!

Antique collection, there are many categories, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade and miscellaneous.

There are quite a few branches under it.

It's good to say that there is a general direction, but now I don't know anything, so I can only guess.

This stumped him!

He thought of the old man Zheng Dazhi.

A few days ago, Yang Hongwei often communicated with Mr. Zheng about some problems in antique collection.

Yang Hongwei remembers asking such a question once, and the old man's answer that time was porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, which can be seen from the collection in the old man's home.

But how can one person's preferences be the same as another's.

"What kind of things does the old man usually buy

more?" "And have you talked to your grandfather recently?"

"When you talk about this, I think that the old man buys more calligraphy and painting works.

"The old man has been riding horses all his life and has a heroic temperament, but in the past two years, he has paid more attention to self-cultivation.

"In the past two years, when I have my spare time, I will read books for a while, make a post, and drink tea.

"Then let's start with calligraphy and painting and health care, but it would be better to have more specific information. "

Let's say the old man likes the work of a calligrapher or painter. "

I remember chatting with my grandfather once, and my grandfather mentioned the Northern Song Dynasty calligrapher and painter Mi Fu, saying that if he could get Mi Xiangyang's calligraphy and painting works, he would die without regrets.

Lin Qingxin stood on the side at this time, living like a good girl, placing her hands in her lower abdomen, and seeing that the elders had finished speaking, she added.

"However, my attainments in calligraphy and painting are much worse, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you.

"It's getting late, the auction is about to start, so let's take our seats first." Several

people entered the venue one after another and sat in their seats.

The preparations for the auction are ready, and two tall beauties on the stand are placing their first lots in the display case.

The host holds the microphone and is ready to come out and host the auction.