He hurriedly ran to the balcony again, but it was still empty, and at this time, the door of his own room suddenly opened, and Zuo Yucheng saw Song Hongyan standing in his room, opened the door, and looked at him like that.

"Mom, what's the matter with you, don't speak?" Song Hongyan has nothing special to do, and he won't go to his room. He also did the cleaning himself, so he put his room last. How did she end up there today?

Zuo Yucheng wanted to ask.

But Song Hongyan, like Song Hongyan, also has a stomach full of things to ask.

Song Hongyan stretched out his hand and said: "You don't need to say, I know what you want to ask, don't you just want to ask me why I came to your house? ”

Zuo Yucheng patted his head and knew what was going on. He looked at the weather forecast the night before, said it would be cool, and that it might rain, and closed all the windows in his room before leaving.

But he had just applied another layer of lacquer to the two lacquer bracelets, and had to dry them, so he opened the small door that led to the cubicle. So that the ventilation of the compartment is better, if you cover it, the bracelet will inevitably dry for a longer time.

Song Hongyan saw that her son was empty-hearted, and she was angry, and her stinky son hid her so bitterly. She pinched her waist and asked, "Do you take the initiative to say it yourself, or do I ask one by one?" Don't tell me that those two bracelets were made for me or your aunt." It's too fake to say that, we two middle-aged women don't have the charm to make you go to such great lengths to make bracelets. Tell Mom how many layers of this bracelet are you going to paint?"

The lacquerware workmanship is complicated, Song Hongyan knows, he makes lacquer bracelets with his own hands so hard, Song Hongyan is a person who has come over, how can he not know that his son is obsessed.

Knowing this, she was actually a little apprehensive, when her son had no partner, she thought about letting him find one all day long. really has, and she is so concerned, she is afraid that her son will not get the same attention. Then how can she, a mother, stand it?

How contradictory, huh?

"I'd better say it myself, but this matter hasn't been decided yet, Mom, can you not get involved yet?"

"Okay, I promise you, there are no special circumstances, I pretend not to know, I won't bother you, you say. ”

This night, the lights in Song Hongyan's house were on quite late. Accident, not an accident, the person my son fell in love with was really the girl in his shop. Xiao Kunzi said that the girl had a bronze mirror with a flower and bird pattern, and according to this, there was a thread in the underworld, which brought the two of them together?

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It has been three days since Yang Guowei came back, he recently went to the south to collect fruits, and the matter over there was temporarily entrusted to the hippo to watch the point, and he went back to Luochuan by himself.

At three o'clock, when it was time for him to make an appointment with Ye Xiaochi, he inquired all the way and found Jingu Zhai. Looking in from the door, I saw Ye Xiaochi standing side by side with a tall burly guy, pointing to a copper kettle and talking about something.

He stood and waited for Ye Xiaochi to walk away before knocking lightly on the door to remind Ye Xiaochi that he was coming.

Ye Xiaochi didn't beckon him in, he directly took his bag and greeted Zuo Yucheng, and stepped out of the store.

"Yang Guowei, how many days have you been back?"

"I came back the day before yesterday, I had something at home, and I was free today. By the way, at this time, is your boss okay?"

"It's okay, I've told him everything. ”

Yang Guowei actually wanted to ask more, but after thinking about it, forget it, the two are just friends after all. pointed to his car and joked with Ye Xiaochi: "Xiaoye, look at how my car is, did you drive it out?"

"Absolutely pull the wind, soak sister must be good. Ye Xiaochi knew that Yang Guowei could let go, so he joked with him.

"That's true, yesterday I drove this car to the street to run errands, in the middle of the car for a while, and then a beautiful girl came, the mirror in front of the car was used as a makeup mirror, in the mirror and painted, and pouted lips, ridiculous to me, I slid down the window, scared her away, and then, she turned back and asked me for a business card. ”

"You gave it?"

"I didn't give it, I dare to ask for a business card if I meet a man, do I dare to give it? I'm afraid of running into an immortal jump." ”

After talking nonsense to Ye Xiaochi, he advised: "My aunt should not be at home at this time." When you arrive at the place in a while, you can tell the truth if you have anything, don't be afraid that my uncle won't be able to stand it. He's been out there for a long time, and he's seen everything. There is one rule, if my aunt comes back, you can't tell the truth in front of her. ”

"Oh, what am I going to say?"

"My aunt has a bad heart, and if what my uncle bought is a bunch of fakes, I'm afraid she'll be able to turn her back on it all at once, and that's the end of it. If she's here, you'll say it's my friend, and she's interested in antiques, so take a look. She'll be fine. Then if there's anything to say, just tell me when I send you out. ”

"Got it, don't worry, I know what to say. ”

Yang Guowei's uncle started to run his own business ten years ago, starting from selling things for a few yuan or a dozen yuan at a stall, and by this time, he had accumulated a certain amount of net worth.

In the case that many families still live in tube buildings or shantytowns, he has long lived in a building of more than 90 square meters. This is already a very good standard of living in Luochuan City.

Because Yang Guowei praised Ye Xiaochi for his cleverness again and again with his uncle, and he mixed well in the antique store, Uncle Yang was still quite convinced of Ye Xiaochi's strength.

"You really have a lot of things!" After Ye Xiaochi arrived, several people greeted him, and Uncle Yang took Ye Xiaochi to a small room where antiques were placed alone.

Whether it's true or not, let's call it an antique for the time being.

Uncle Yang's collection of things is more miscellaneous, he buys whatever he likes, there is no special favorite category, and it feels a bit like a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

The curtains were all opened, and it was a sunny day today, and the light was very good, so these dozens of things in the house could be observed very clearly.

Ye Xiaochi's eyesight has increased dramatically now, and many things can be known to be true or false just by looking at them, and there is no need to use her special ability to touch them at all.

After she left today, Uncle Yang was only afraid that he would be lost.

"This bronze furnace is too new, in fact, this is very simple to identify, as long as you look at the styles of various bronzes, you can know that this imitation is too fake. This sole foot is too high, and this type of device does not exist at all. The imitators didn't have a good understanding of the bronze shape. ”

"This blue glazed landscape pattern lid jar is okay. When Uncle Yang heard this, he was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally bought the right one.

But Ye Xiaochi's next sentence took him to the bottom: "This can is too young, it is a high imitation." ”

Uncle Yang kept listening to Ye Xiaochi's comments one by one, and his mood sank little by little, and he became numb later.

When there were still six or seven left, Yang Guowei and his aunt really came back early. Ye Xiaochi immediately stopped his mouth, this man is more solid and can withstand things, but the hostess is not good, if she is scared out of the heart and falls to the ground, it will be too scary, and she can't afford to provoke it!