The reborn capital tycoon

Zhang Cuilan glanced at Qin Yu with her eyes, then turned her gaze to Qin Hongguo, and said in a strange voice.

"Brother Qin, your son Xiaoyu's filial piety can't be disappointed, why don't you let him take it out for us to see?

"Aunt Zhang is right. I do want to take it out, you wait for me, I'll go down and get it now. Definitely better than your fakes. Hearing

Qin Yu's words, Zhao Dashan's son-in-law Xu Zhiyong's nose was almost crooked! You kid is still pretending! You still go down to get it? You don't know if you plan to take the opportunity to escape!

Just rely on you, a kid, can you really come up with a purple clay pot that is better than mine?

Then Xu Zhiyong actually saw that this kid really stopped Qin Hongguo and Wang Zenglan, who wanted to leave, so that the latter two monks who were also the second zhang were confused.

Xu Zhiyong couldn't help but swish coldly.

"Mom, let's not worry. I'd like to see what good this kid can come up with. "

Knock knock, just about two minutes later, Qin Yu returned to the box, holding a large dark brown gift box in his hand. The weight of this gift box seemed to be a little heavy, and there was already a trace of sweat left on Qin Yu's forehead.

"Dad. This is the New Year's gift that my son prepared for you! Be careful, it's a little heavy. Wiping

the cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Yu said with a smile, and put the gift box in his hand into Qin Hongguo's hand.

Before Qin Hongguo could react, there was an extra gift box in his hand that was more than one meter high and more than half a meter thick. Qin Hongguo was upside down, good guy, the weight is enough for sixty or seventy catties! If it weren't for Qin Yu's greeting in advance, he would have to make a fool

of himself!"This wood!" Qin Hongguo and Zhao Dashan groaned at the same time. Although the two of them are not authentic antique experts, they can still recognize at a glance that this box is made of fine rosewood, and even when they smell it, there is a faint fragrance!

"Hahaha, this is what you said about good things?" Xu Zhiyong pointed to the gift box in Qin Hongguo's hand and laughed.

It's no wonder he laughed, the packaging of this Longquan bottle prepared by Qin Yu was made of that dark brown rosewood. Although precious, from the outside, it looks too different from the exquisite packaging of the purple clay pot prepared by Xu Zhiyong.

He didn't know anything about antiques, but he heard that his father-in-law seemed to like this kind of tune, so he would spend a lot of money to buy it.

Qin Hongguo ignored Xu Zhiyong's ridicule and slowly opened the gift box by himself. In the gift box is a cyan porcelain vase with a pattern!

Zhang Cuilan just glanced at it, and then laughed disdainfully.

"I thought it was a good thing, just this broken porcelain bottle can laugh at our family Zhiyong..."

"Shut up!!"

But before Zhang Cuilan's words were finished, he was interrupted by an angry roar. Zhang Cuilan's face suddenly swelled into the color of pig liver, because it was Zhao Dashan who spoke, this husband who was usually submissive to his own glare! Zhang Cuilan

glared at Zhao Dashan fiercely, but unlike before, all of Zhao Dashan's expressions did not pay attention to him at all! And all his attention was on the porcelain vase in Qin Hongguo's hand.

"This, this, this is. Zhao Dashan, in a panic, ran directly to Qin Hongguo's side, and even knocked down a chair on the way without knowing it.

There was a trace of confusion in Qin Hongguo's eyes, as Qin Yu said, what he was most obsessed with was the porcelain bottle. He didn't know how many imitations

of the porcelain vase there were at home! He even had the imitation of the porcelain vase in his hand! Almost instantly, he knew the name of the porcelain vase! And under the porcelain vase, four square characters were engraved, and the official kiln Longquan also confirmed his guess! The strokes

and structure were quite delicate and rigorous. It is the genuine regular script produced by the official kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty

!"This, this, this is the Longquan bottle! I won't admit it!" Qin Hongguo couldn't help but say in a lost voice.

"That's right! This is the Longquan bottle, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! I actually saw the Longquan bottle!" Zhao Dashan took out a magnifying glass from his trouser pocket, looked at it carefully, and said with excitement on his face.

"What!" Hearing the words of the two, both Zhang Cuilan and Xu Zhiyong's faces changed drastically!

No matter how stupid they are, they can also see from the attitude of the two that this Longquan bottle is a good thing.

"Old, old Zhao. This bottle, it's worth it, how much is it worth? Zhang Cuilan couldn't care about Zhao Dashan not giving herself face just now, and said tremblingly.

Zhao Dashan lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and sighed heavily.

"If it's a real Longquan bottle, it's worth at least 300W! If it's an imitation, it's hard to say the price. "

Then this bottle, is he real or fake..."Zhang Cuilan looked at her husband with burning eyes.

"I don't know much about that, after all, I'm not really an expert. Whether it's true or false still needs to be identified. Zhao Dashan took out the magnifying glass he carried with him and looked at it carefully for a long time before answering Zhang Cuilan's words. After thinking about it, he said again.

"But I think this shouldn't be true, the real Longquan bottle has disappeared from the record for more than a hundred years!"

Hearing Zhao Dashan say that it was unlikely to be true, Zhang Cuilan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's true!" Qin Yu interjected casually at this time.

Zhang Cuilan jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail and shouted.

"You said it's true, he's true? Didn't you hear our old Zhao say, the real bottle has disappeared for more than a hundred years? You can get the real thing as a child?"

Xu Zhiyong also interjected.

"I have seen a lot of this kind of bottle in Zhejiang Province, and the goods cost thousands of yuan. Compared with the production of a few hundred yuan, of course, it is much more exquisite. Some people really know how to pretend to be garlic!"

In fact, it is no wonder that Zhang Cuilan and Xu Zhiyong do not believe it. If you are eating in a small restaurant on the street, and someone comes up with a bottle and tells you that this is a Longquan bottle produced by the official kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty, worth more than 300W, and it is still a genuine product, do you believe it or not?

You must think that person is a fool!

Qin Yu was stunned, he really had no way to prove this. Shaking his head, he wasn't going to defend himself. Anyway, in the future, when his reputation spreads completely, even if this thing is real and fake, everyone will only treat it as real

, and it is the only Longquan bottle! Qin Hongguo on the side is gone, and his son has said it to this point! Of course, he has to support his son, and for some reason he has a feeling that this bottle is true.

"A broken purple clay pot, I really can't look at it. And I look at this bottle, he is the real Longquan bottle!"

"Hongguo, didn't you hear Lao Zhao just say that the real bottle should be more than 300W?" Wang Zenglan hurriedly pulled Qin Hongguo's sleeve, and at the same time persuaded Qin Yudao on the side.

"Xiaoyu, you also come to persuade your father.

It's just that Qin Hongguo's words didn't seem to have any effect, and Zhang Cuilan and Xu Zhiyong weren't even interested in answering him. The two of them just looked at him with contempt in their eyes, and the distrust on their faces was difficult to express!

Knock, knock, knock!