Chapter 139: Do You Think Your Father Can't Hold a Knife?

On the first floor of the Chen family villa, there is a living room with a slightly simple and elegant decoration, full of Chinese style.

Concubine Chen Xue was standing behind the sofa, massaging the shoulders of Chen Yao, the old man Chen, and the grandfather and grandson were chatting about some homely and interesting things, and laughed a few times from time to time.

At this time, Chen Xuelong came to the living room of the villa with the box containing ginseng, and while greeting Chen Yao and the others, he put the box on the coffee table.

"Dad, Concubine Xue, it's all here. Chen Xuelong sat opposite the two and said with a smile.

When Chen Xuefei saw Chen Xuelong, she glanced at him with some weakness, and then glanced to the side.

Chen Yao's face suddenly collapsed, and he said in an unkind tone: "Do you still know to come back?"

Chen Xuelong sneered: "Dad, there have been a lot of things in the company recently, and I'm also busy."

Chen Yao snorted: "Your company is busy, the company is busy, the stall is handed over to you, I can't control you." However, that's not what I'm referring to. ”

"That's?" Chen Xuelong's mind was a little confused, and he didn't understand what the old man meant.

I only heard Chen Yao snort again: "Do you still pretend to me, think about what you are doing outside, Concubine Xue was bullied a while ago, not only did you not help her, but also trained her in front of outsiders, is there such a thing?"

How did you act as a second uncle? If she hadn't accidentally said something wrong today, I wouldn't have known that there was such a thing, and it was really against you.

I usually tell you to take good care of her, and you are so perfunctory to me?

Do you think your father and I are too old to hold a knife?"

Chen Xuelong: ""

Train me, train me, why do you still mention the matter of holding a knife, you still want to cut me?

Slander to slander, complain to complain, and silently chew on his father's words in his heart, Chen Xuelong became suspicious again.

Did Chen Xuefei accidentally say that she leaked her mouth?

Chen Xuelong glanced at his niece suspiciously.

I'm afraid there is a problem, if you accidentally replace it with intentional, he thinks it will be reliable.

"Why don't you speak, huh?" Seeing that his son didn't care about his words, Chen Yao squinted, and a look of anger appeared on the old man's face, do you really think that the old man can't hold a knife?

Chen Xuelong smiled bitterly and explained: "Dad, I'm afraid the situation is not the same as you think, Concubine Xue was training her at that time, but don't you know about me?"

I never lose my temper and train people for no reason, if this girl hadn't made too much trouble, I have been busy lately, how can I have the heart and energy to train her?"

Before Chen Yao could speak, Chen Xuefei couldn't wait to mutter: "How can I be excessive, anyway, no matter what, you yelled at me at the time, raised your eyebrows at me, and wanted to hit me"

Seeing Chen Yao's dangerous gaze, Chen Xuelong's face trembled slightly, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, how could I beat you." ”

"No? You have, you scared me into crying at the time, if you didn't want to beat me, how could I cry? I'm such a big person, and I still want to beat me in front of outsiders, don't I want to lose face?" Chen Xuefei snorted aggrievedly.

Chen Xuelong was speechless, Chen Xuefei, this girl, didn't learn well, but the more she grew up, the more she could lie and act.

I didn't even start yelling, you ran away crying, I didn't believe it if I wasn't crying at the time.

As for hitting you?

You're really good at, and I don't dare to give me ten guts.

Seeing that the old man's face was very ugly, and he was about to slap the table and get angry, Chen Xuelong had a headache, and when he saw the mahogany box on the coffee table, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he remembered that he came with a magic weapon today.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Xuelong hurriedly said: "Dad, I know what you want to say, but I think you should not say it yet, I'll show you something, and after reading it, you can say it again, okay?"

Chen Yao frowned and said nothing, looking at him coldly, thinking that if you can't come up with a reasonable explanation today, you won't be able to kill you.

Chen Xuelong smiled, he was not afraid, he knew this old man, as long as he coaxed him to be happy, then there would be nothing.

Immediately, he didn't hesitate, quickly got up and opened the mahogany box, and said to Chen Yao: "Dad, take a good look at what this is." ”

Chen Yao stared at it, his expression stunned.

Chen Xuefei looked at it through the air, thinking that it was not the root ginseng, as if she didn't know anyone, but this ginseng seemed to be a little different from the ginseng she usually saw

I don't know why, Chen Xuefei suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Chen Yao took the reading glasses that were placed aside, put them on the bridge of his nose, and said to Chen Xuelong: "Take things closer." ”

Chen Xuelong did so, and when the ginseng placed on the yellow flannel cloth came closer, Chen Yao hurriedly leaned forward to take a look, and said to Chen Xuefei while looking at it: "Girl, go and bring my toolbox." ”

"Oh. Chen Xuefei answered, and hurriedly ran to get the toolbox.

Taking advantage of the time when Chen Xuefei went to get the toolbox, Chen Yao asked Chen Xuelong to pick up the things on the coffee table, then spread a layer of velvet blanket, and then carefully took out the ginseng from the mahogany box.

"Dad, be careful, this beard is rolled up, and it is easy to break if you are not careful," Chen Xuelong reminded.

Chen Yao ignored him, put the head of the ginseng on one end of the coffee table, came to the other end, and began to stretch the ginseng whiskers lightly.

Soon, Chen Xuefei came to the living room with a wooden toolbox and put it on the sofa.

Chen Yao opened the toolbox, took out a high-powered magnifying glass and observed the ginseng repeatedly, and then measured the length of the ginseng's beard.

It took him a full seven or eight minutes before he straightened up and said excitedly: "18 meters long, this kind of size, this dark brown old cortex, the age of this ginseng plant, I'm afraid it will not be less than 800 years." ”

Without specific equipment, Chen Yao could not accurately identify the age of this ginseng plant, but based on his experience and eyesight, he was sure that the age of this ginseng plant would definitely not be less than 800 years.

Chen Xuelong took the opportunity to smile and said: "Dad, the age of this wild ginseng is more than 800 years, this is a real thousand-year-old wild ginseng." ”

"Sure enough!" Chen Yao heard this, his old face turned red with excitement, and even the beard under his chin was trembling.

Millennial wild ginseng!

Although there has always been such a name in the medicinal material industry, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, in recent decades, no one has seen the real thousand-year-old wild ginseng.

Although Chen Yao has been nagging in front of Chen Xuelong for hundreds of years, ginseng is not good, only thousand-year-old ginseng can be worthy of his identity.

But in fact, when Chen Xuelong got back the 300-year-old wild ginseng, he was almost overjoyed, and he showed off and screamed in front of his old friends who liked to collect ginseng.

He never dared to imagine that Chen Xuelong would really get a thousand-year-old wild ginseng back for him to collect, because that thing hadn't appeared for decades.

But now, something unimaginable has happened.

right in front of his eyes.

This made Chen Yao's heart surging more than he had taken Xu Beihong's painting at the beginning.

His painting of Xu Beihong is not the pinnacle of the collection world, but this thousand-year-old wild ginseng is definitely the most precious medicinal material in the medicinal world, and there is no one!

If this was known to his old friends, Chen Yao could imagine that they would be so envious and jealous that their eyes were red, right?