After meeting with his parents, Yang Bo asked them about their recent diet, and once again persuaded them not to be stingy with money, and he would be responsible for the rest of the expenses.

Mother Yang stared at Yang Bo, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Don't worry about eating, let me say, Xiaoxuan's child is really good, he sends soup and porridge at night, his face and plate are also beautiful, and he doesn't look like a fox, look anywhere!"

Yang Bo pretended not to understand what his mother meant, nodded and said, "Yes, I am indeed dutiful." ”

"Hey, I said you're a child!" Mother Yang was a little anxious, "Xiaoxuan, she is not from our ward, besides, how can a nurse bring soup and porridge to patients?"

Yang Bo couldn't hide anymore, so he had to explain: "Mom, I'm only twenty this year, even if I get married, it's still early!"

Mother Yang made a straight face, "No one said that you want to get married now? Let's talk about it first, now there are more women and fewer men, and there will be more singles in the future, if you don't find a good one now, how can it be so easy in the future!"

"You haven't been home for two years, don't you know, the little Zhang downstairs in our house is already twenty-seven or eighteen years old, staying at home all day and playing games, and now he doesn't even have a girlfriend, and his parents are dying!"

Yang Bo was a little helpless, "Mom, don't worry, do you think I look like that kind of person?"

"Like!" Mother Yang nodded heavily, "You have been an introvert since you were a child, and you have little interaction with girls, and you haven't even talked about love, can I not be in a hurry?"

Yang Bo was speechless, and he couldn't say anything more, so he had to wave his hand, "I have something to do tonight, I have already called the restaurant, and they will send the cooked soup over." ”

"Hey, Xiaobo, don't worry, isn't there something going on at night?" When Yang's mother beckoned, Yang Bo had already run away.

Father Yang sat on the steps, listening to the conversation between mother and son, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't be too anxious, let the child have some time to think about it, he is still young now, and he is already very capable, do you still need to worry that he will not be able to find a wife in the future?"

"Haven't you thought that if Xiaobo develops in the future, maybe you can find a better one?"

Mother Yang was stunned for a moment, feeling justified in her heart, but she still said: "This is all an uncertain thing, will I still hurt him?"

……

Yang Bo walked out of the hospital, but he didn't think much about it in his heart, he really didn't spend his mind on the love of his children at this time, the store was about to open, the future was uncertain, he was bent on opening the antique shop.

Back at the antique shop, Yang Bo closed the door and began to tidy it up, in the process of identification, he found several identification errors, which were all his leaks.

Not long after, Yang Bo took out a blue and white plum vase, this plum vase does not have a bottom paragraph, when the plate is down, it is also priced at the porcelain of the Republic of China, but Yang Bo's eyes are full of brilliance, the aperture is thick, this plum vase is clearly the Ming Dynasty Longqing year, although it is not a fine product, but it also increases in value several times.

According to the price of porcelain in the Republic of China, the plum vase is worth only 2,000 yuan, but if it is changed to the Longqing year system of the Ming Dynasty, it will be sold for at least 40,000 or 50,000 yuan!

Yang Bo put away the plum bottle with some excitement.

Then he picked up a pair of calligraphy and paintings, this calligraphy and painting is well preserved, there is a red seal on it, printed as Nanyun Shanqiao, Li Ling did not know this painter, and the final price was 21,000 yuan.

Yang Bo also asked Liu Liangyu later to know that this painter was also well-known in the Qing Dynasty, and was the great-grandson of Wen Peng, the son of the famous painter Wen Zhengming in the Ming Dynasty.

However, even so, a painter like this who can go down in history will have more than this value in his works, at least double or two!

After cleaning up, he made another round, thinking about how to decorate the store, and when the bell rang, Yang Bo hurriedly washed up and rushed to the banquet venue.

Qinhuai River is the place of Jinling cultural origin, from the Six Dynasties is the place where the wang clan lived, merchants gathered, literati gathered, Confucianism flourished, known as the "Six Dynasties Gold Powder" reputation.

The banquet venue chosen by Ye Weilin was located on the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River, and when Yang Bo arrived, it was already dark, the lights were on, and the tourists were weaving.

Yang Bo quickly found the location of the boat and climbed up smoothly, he knew his identity very well, so he deliberately came early, but he didn't expect Luo Yaohua and Ye Weilin to be sitting at the table.

Seeing Yang Bo coming, Ye Weilin smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang, I heard Yaohua say, you are a great contribution!"

Yang Bo hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm not just taking a start, it's mainly Ye Shao in the middle and Brother Luo coordinating, so that such an evil force can be brought down!"

Ye Weilin laughed, waved his hand and said, "I don't have any credit!"

"Brother Ye has eliminated harm for our people in Jinling, how can it be said that there is no credit?" Luo Yaohua patted the horse.

Ye Weilin couldn't help but laugh when he heard such compliments, and the atmosphere in the venue became more and more harmonious.

Not long after, Professor Cao Yuande entered the boat, and everyone stood up to greet them.

After a few polite words, Cao Yuande sat in the second seat, Yang Bo was self-aware, and after coming in, he accompanied the last seat, and he didn't talk much, and he always listened carefully to the conversation of others.

The last one to come was a middle-aged man who came in with Captain Liang and Yuan Yezi, and Yang Bo heard Luo Yaohua call "Dad", and he knew the identity of the other party.

After the three of them came in, they sat down again, Ye Weilin called for the food, and Yang Bo knew that the banquet staff had arrived.

No matter how polite the others were, Yang Bo didn't talk much, staring at the dishes in front of him and eating, Yuan Yezi really couldn't see it, "Did you not eat or what?"

Yang Bo nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Your food doesn't look very good!" Yuan Ye Zi emphasized.

Yang Bo didn't pay much attention to it, he was still eating vegetables, and Yuan Yezi was so angry that he stomped his feet!

"Hey, what did you do before, are you still in school?" asked Yuan Yezi again.

Yang Bo raised his head, "You're a policeman, so you can't check the household registration file at will, right?"

Yuan Ye Zi glared, "How is it possible? What nonsense are you talking about?"

There was also a Luo Yaohua between Cao Yuande and Yang Bo, he smiled and looked at Yang Bo's chat, and asked, "There is no problem with your father's side, right?"

"I'm recuperating now, and I'm going to have surgery in a while. Yang Bo explained.

Cao Yuande nodded slightly, "I also have friends who are doctors, if necessary, just contact me." ”

Yang Bo nodded hurriedly, very surprised, it would always be better to have one more way.

Over there, Ye Weilin seemed to have heard this, and asked, Yang Bo explained a few words, and then heard Ye Weilin wave his hand and said: "It's all a small matter, I will arrange for the doctor's affairs to be handled by me, Xiao Luo, you can handle this matter, remember to do it well!"

This was originally what Luo Yaohua took the initiative to help, at this time, even if Luo Yaohua had a good temper, he had to nod helplessly at this time, "Okay!