Chapter 162: A Bronze Bowl Worth Over 200 Million
"What happened to fishing today?"
Sherlock holmes?? Qing unexpectedly found that the relationship between Weng and his son-in-law had become much more harmonious after he came back, and he couldn't help but ask quietly with doubts in his heart.
"Do you still want to see me and my dad have a conflict?"
Jiangbei ate the fruit plate cut by his mother-in-law Weng Cui'e, and replied casually.
"Isn't that a surprise! I shook my face with you when I came here just now, and I took the initiative to chat with you after I came back from fishing, there must be a reason for this!" Li Youqing took the old man's hand and said with a smile.
Xiao Nizi can actually be regarded as an insider about this matter, and she knows that there must be a conflict between Jiangbei and Li Qiangguo because of her. Now that the relationship between Weng and her son-in-law has suddenly reconciled, then it must also have something to do with her, so it is normal to want to know the reasons inside.
"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I told my dad that I would continue to persuade you to quit the entertainment industry, so he forgave me. Jiangbei thought for a while and said.
This is said to be very artistic, which contains true and false, false and true, and different people will have different understandings when they hear this sentence.
It is similar to the meaning of looking at the mountain as a mountain, seeing the mountain as a mountain, and seeing the mountain as a mountain.
As for who is looking at the mountain is the mountain.
Who is looking at the mountain is not the mountain.
Who is looking at the mountains or the mountains.
Only at the end will we know.
Li Youqing didn't have any special reaction after hearing this, leaned on him with a smile, and quipped: "You lie to your father like this, aren't you afraid that he won't be able to accept it when the time comes?"
Jiang Bei smiled inwardly when he heard this, this woman is the most superficial realm: looking at the mountain is the mountain.
thinks that she has now completely defected and become a staunch supporter of her acting career.
It's naΓ―ve.
However, on the surface, I still have to cooperate with the performance.
"I believe that when you achieve something in the entertainment industry in the future, your father will definitely understand. β
After hearing this, Li Youqing felt that it was very reasonable, tilted his head to look at Li Qiangguo who came out of the room after changing his clothes, and said seriously: "Dad, I will definitely succeed!"
Li Qiangguo was stunned when he heard this.
Which one do you want to succeed?
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Today is a pleasant day for everyone.
The family reunion has resolved the conflict between Weng and his son-in-law for several months, and the family seems to have become as happy as before.
"Why don't you have a drink. Cui'e, go to the wine cellar and bring the thirty-year-old daughter Hong sent by Lao Han last time, I want to have a few drinks with Beibei. "Li Qiangguo hasn't been as happy as he is today for several months, and he has to fight with Jiangbei as soon as he slaps the table.
"Dad, you don't know that Beibei can't drink well. Hearing this, Li Youqing hurriedly reminded.
"It's just that they're going to have to drive back in a while, and it's not appropriate to drink. Mother-in-law Wen Cui'e also helped to speak.
Jiangbei couldn't refuse, so he had to obediently not speak.
"If you don't drink enough, it doesn't prevent you from having a few drinks, and how can a dignified man not drink alcohol? As for driving, it's easy, you stay here tonight and go back tomorrow. β
Li Qiangguo arranged everything clearly.
"Then I'll have a few drinks with my father. β
Jiangbei thought about it and thought that this was also an opportunity to exercise his drinking, and the family atmosphere was better today, so he nodded and agreed.
Since the male host agreed, the hostess naturally had no reason to insist, and finally a jar of antique daughter red was directly placed on the table.
"This is the last time I took the bronze bowl of the Daqing period you gave me for identification, and snatched it from my old friend who runs an antique business. I heard him say that he has treasured it for 30 years, but I don't know if it's true. β
Li Qiangguo opened the altar of daughter red as he spoke, and the aroma of the wine that had been precipitated for many years overflowed, quickly filling the entire living room.
Everyone's reaction to the smell of wine is different.
Li Qiangguo was intoxicated.
Wen Cui'e frowned slightly.
Li Youqing sniffed his nose.
Jiangbei's head is a little dizzy.
Damn it.
How can this wine be served before it is drunk?
"Beibei, are you so bad at drinking?"
Seeing that Jiang Bei's face gradually flushed, Li Qiangguo asked with a frown.
He knew that Jiangbei's alcohol consumption was not good, but he didn't expect that the alcohol consumption would be so bad, and his face began to flush when he smelled the alcohol.
"It should be because this wine is too strong, and I didn't do it before. Jiangbei said honestly.
"Silly Hanhan, the previous one was beer, this is liquor, can it be the same?" Li Youqing stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, feeling the heat coming from the palm of his hand, and said angrily.
"Then you're going to have to exercise more in the future. Li Qiangguo personally poured a whole glass of liquor for Jiangbei.
The capacity of the wine glass is a standard two taels.
"Too much Dad, Beibei can't drink so much. β
Li Youqing looked at the cup and complained.
"This is a thirty-year-old daughter red, how many people can't drink it if they want to, how much do you still dislike it?" Li Qiangguo expressed his dissatisfaction, filled himself with a glass in a huff, and took the initiative to invite his son-in-law to clink glasses.
Although Jiangbei has a relatively poor amount of alcohol, the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so he raised his glass and clinked glasses with his father-in-law, and then drank a little.
Pungency.
Spicy tongue tingling.
But it's okay to be numb, and the brain is still normal.
However, he also knew that baijiu was usually full of stamina, so he didn't think it was because of his increased alcohol consumption.
"Eat the food, go and get rid of the taste in your mouth. Li Youqing scooped a spoonful of mapo tofu with a spoon and put it into his bowl and said.
Jiangbei nodded, and hurriedly ate the mapo tofu in the bowl, which diluted the spicy in his mouth.
"It's worthy of being my eighty-year-old daughter Hong, it seems that Lao Han didn't lie to me. Li Qiangguo also took a sip, tasted the taste, and praised.
"Dad, what is the result of that bowl identification?" Li Youqing didn't bother to persuade Weng and his son-in-law when he saw that he had already drunk it, and tried to change the topic to other places to try to avoid the situation of fighting wine.
Jiangbei was also interested when he heard this, and said that he was very concerned about this matter.
Later, when he came back to his senses, he also doubted the authenticity of what Liang Liang said at the beginning, after all, according to the urine of the gambling king, if the bowl was really a bronze bowl used by Emperor Qing during the Daqing period, worth a full 180 million, then there was no reason why the gambling king would not take it and turn it over!
"Of course it's true, otherwise I can still chat with your husband so kindly?" Li Qiangguo glanced at Jiangbei and smiled happily.
"Really!"
This time it was Li Youqing's turn to be shocked.
Even Jiangbei was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Liang Liang didn't lie to him this time, the bronze bowl he gave him to begging for the first time was really a priceless antique.
Since the bronze bowl was mentioned, Li Qiangguo naturally wanted to take it out and show it off, got up and went to the room where he specially collected antiques to take out the bowl, and while playing with it in his hand, he said:
"One thing you may not know is that the bronze bowl of the Qingdi period sold at the beginning of the year when the antique market broke out some time ago is a fake. At that time, I thought that this bowl was also a fake, so I quickly took it to Lao Han for identification, but fortunately, the final result was still satisfactory, it was really a bronze bowl from the imperial palace during the Qing Emperor period. β
And because it was confirmed to be a fake some time ago, the value of the bronze bowl has risen again, and Lao Han said that it is now worth at least more than 200 million. β
Two hundred million!
Li Youqing, a fan of small wealth, widened his eyes, secretly grabbed Jiang Bei's thigh under the table and pinched it fiercely, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Find a way for the old lady to come back!"
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