(Girls' Literature)

Su Yun nodded, and had to admit that what the driver said was very reasonable. But I still feel bad.

Although she was a little soft-hearted, she still didn't plan to send things back, could it be that sending things back was helping them? Wrong! Sending things back now is not helping them, but aiding them, and if his brother does not repent for a day, they will never be able to escape this vicious circle.

In fact, she already had other plans in mind. People who do big things can't always dwell on small things, although at present, she seems to be very immoral, but she can't help it. She wouldn't ruin her plans because of this little sympathy. Besides, soon, she will help the two brothers pay off their debts.

Her plan is not to harm her own interests. It won't hurt the two brothers to go to prison, and it can teach the brother a painful lesson. So, Su Yun left the stamps.

The driver saw that she was very sensible, and seemed to be quite interested in these things, so the conversation box was completely opened, and he said while playing the steering wheel: "That kid still wants to get things back, it's a dream, my car is stationed here, so many years, I haven't seen a leak and send it back." ”

"Huh-" he snorted, "I've seen this kind of thing a lot." A few days ago, a friend bought a blue and white bowl in the store, and when he bought it, he asked the owner if it was genuine, and the shopkeeper said, 'This bowl was collected by me from the people, and I can't ask the experts of the Palace Museum to appraise everything, and the small things are not enough for the appraisal fee!' Besides, what the expert said is not necessarily right, there is no real or false antique, only the old and the new, I think this bowl style seems to be in the Qianlong period, as for the old and new, according to the rules of the line, you see it yourself, like you to take it. If you don't like it, put it down. So the friend bought it, and it was 10,000 dollars. ”

"Guess what," the master deliberately left a moment, and when he saw that she was listening attentively, he continued: "Within a few days, this friend ran back to return the goods, saying that he had gone to appraise, but the experts said that it was fake." It was a modern imitation, only worth 500 yuan, and he came back to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper said, 'According to the rules of the industry, there will be no returns.' How can you prove that this is the bowl I sold you? Besides, when I sell it, I don't have to say it's genuine. And, what if the bowl is genuine? That's not fair, the real thing is worth at least 100,000 yuan, and when you finish appraising it as genuine, I will ask to buy it back for 10,000 yuan, are you willing? ”

Su Yun nodded, in fact, there is no one who does not buy fakes when playing antiques, these antiques are special commodities, and any thing is accompanied by the question of authenticity when it is transferred. The rule in the antique shop is that buying and selling depends on eyesight, true and false have their own destiny, and they are no longer responsible for the authenticity or falsity of things when they go out.

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That afternoon, after the lunch break, seeing that her parents went out together, Su Yun took out the small suitcase and opened it, carefully selected seven items to put in it, and loaded a new pair of white gloves and small flashlights, magnifying glasses and other items in the small suitcase.

Everything was arranged, she changed into a cotton white dress, took a small suitcase and took a taxi to Cuihan Pavilion.

Cuihan Pavilion is the largest teahouse in Binhai City, with an elegant environment and antique atmosphere.

After getting out of the car, two greeters wearing long white cheongsams bent down to salute her and asked her how many she had and if she had an appointment, Su Yun said that she had made an appointment and booked it in the "Chengxin Pavilion". The greeter glanced at her before nodding and leading her up to the fourth floor. Another greeter went to call their boss.

The person who asked Su Yun was the owner of this teahouse - Qin Xiaohan. This Qin Xiaohan was young, but he expanded the business of the Qin Group very much, and this teahouse was just one of the many industries of the Qin family.

"Chengxin Pavilion" is Qin Xiaohan's private living room, which is very large, occupying the entire four floors. "Chengxin Pavilion" is designed very elegantly, with cliff rockery, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. On both sides of the tea pavilion are hung Boss Qin's ink treasures, "Drink a cup of sky high and clouds, and live here at ease." "The horizontal connection is: Zen tea taste

Looking at this familiar everything, Su Yun smiled with emotion. On the right side of the tea pavilion, there is still a black painted Bogu shelf, on which in addition to the quaint decorations, there are various chessboards and chess sets. Elegance remains. On the left is a guqin, on which is Liu Changqing's "Playing the Qin": "On the seven strings of Lingling, listen to the pine wind and cold." Although the ancient tune is self-love, many people today do not play. ”

Sitting in front of the wood-carved tea table, you can indeed feel a unique charm of tranquility, and live up to the name of "Chengxin Pavilion".

At this time, walking into a tea artist, wearing a green knee-length cheongsam, looking delicate and fresh, after curtsiding, he walked to the side of the Bogu shelf, took out a tea can, took out some tea leaves with a tea spoon and put them in a Japanese can, the tea is a frozen top oolong, 860 yuan a tael, it is the tea used by Qin Xiaohan to entertain important guests.

The tea master sat down on the uniquely shaped wooden pedals, first introduced the quality of various tea sets and tea leaves, and then began to perform the tea ceremony, this performance is forty minutes, Su Yun has heard it many times, almost reciting it backwards, but in order to show respect, she is still very attentive this time.

After the tea master finished the tea ceremony, she asked if she was still in need, and Su Yun shook her head. The tea master said that their boss still had something to do, so he asked the young lady to wait a little longer.

Su Yun expressed her understanding, and the tea master walked out politely. And tell her to ring the bell if needed.

Su Yun drank tea quietly, and after waiting for about twenty minutes, Qin Xiaohan finally appeared. The appearance hasn't changed much, the facial contour is very deep, like a European half-blood, and the chin has a little sexy mustache. Looks like the star David & #8226;;;;; Beckham, even the beard is very similar. He was tall, broad-shouldered, long-legged, dashing, and personable, and should be about 27 or 8 years old by now. It can be described as young and promising, and high-spirited.

Seeing him coming, Su Yun took the initiative to stand up and shake hands with him. The two didn't communicate much, so Su Yun directly pushed the small suitcase in front of him and made a gesture of please.

Qin Xiaohan still did as usual, and did not ask her who she was, nor did he ask her questions such as where the things came from, but stood up and walked to the base of the wall behind the Bogu shelf, and turned on the camera and incandescent lamp.

After sitting down in front of Bogujia, he directly pulled the suitcase over and straightened it, took out the brand-new white gloves inside, and took out a small flashlight and magnifying glass, and looked at them carefully one by one.

For twenty minutes, neither of them spoke, occasionally taking a sip of tea each. At this time, an old man walked in from outside, Su Yun had seen him a few times before, and he was also a famous collector, surnamed Qian, and everyone in the collection circle respected him as Qian Lao.

Although Qian Lao is over sixty years old, his voice is loud and full of energy. Wearing a fuchsia Tang suit, he looks even more red, energetic, and not old at all. Qian Lao likes to make jokes, like an old playboy.

Seeing that the tea was fading, Su Yun opened the Japanese branch jar to take tea. A Japanese jar contains one or two tea leaves, and a third of it is used up each brew. She poured out another third, re-brewed a cup of tea, and used the third brew of tea to pour seven full points for Qian Lao and Qin Xiaohan.

"One brew of water, two brews of tea, three brews and four bubbles are the essence." Qian Lao nodded and asked strangely, "You brought the thing?" ”

Su Yun smiled faintly and said, "Yes." ”

Although it was only the first time they met, Qian Lao still teased her a few words, saying that she was a primary school student running around with so many treasures, and she was careful of being robbed or something. Su Yun said, don't be afraid, if someone robs her, she will report the names of Mr. Qin and her grandfather to scare the thief away. Qian Lao's eyes lit up, and he praised her for her quick thinking and not suffering at all.

Su Yun smiled, and after that, Qian Lao didn't speak again, and Qin Xiaohan lowered their heads and seriously played with a few things brought by Su Yun.

Su Yun was on the side, quietly tasting tea, without distractions.

After another twenty minutes, Su Yun changed the tea again. In the meantime, I went to the toilet.

After coming back, seeing that Qian Lao and Qin Xiaohan were smiling, they probably agreed to a certain consensus. After another ten minutes, Qian Lao said goodbye and left.

Boss Qin finally raised his head and looked at Su Yun, who was sitting there quietly. He didn't say what he and Qian Lao fancied, but asked with a smile: "How is the tea?" ”

Su Yun said with a smile: "It's not a loss, known as the 'holy product in tea', the frozen top oolong, the tea soup is refreshing and pleasant, the tea fragrance is fresh and elegant, the throat rhyme is rich and long-lasting, and the aroma is unique." ”

Qin Xiaohan nodded, looked at her with appreciation, and then helped her fill the tea.

Su Yun picked up the tea cup and tasted it carefully. Qin Xiaohan nodded at her and motioned for her to continue.

Su Yun thought for a while and said: "The production areas of frozen oolong are all on the mountains of 600-1000 meters, so the output is limited, and it is particularly precious. ”

Qin Xiaohan shook his head, "You only know what it is, but you don't know why." ”

Su Yun frowned, as if she was in deep thought, and not long after, she picked up the fair cup and filled it for Qin Xiaohan, before tilting her head, looking at him with some uncertainty: "I heard a story, I don't know...... will not offend you. ”

"Say." Qin Xiaohan is a more casual and chic person, picking up the teacup and tasting it carefully.

"I once heard a story about a very young owner who was very fond of drinking frozen oolong tea, and in order to learn more about this tea, he decided to visit the place where it was produced himself.

In April of this year, he came to the foot of the Frozen Ding Mountain near Lugu Township, Nantou County, Taiwan, and was led up the mountain by tea farmers to pick tea.

This frozen top mountain fog is slippery, and you have to 'freeze' your toes first to avoid sliding down to pick tea, so the top of the mountain is called frozen top, and the foot of the mountain is called frozen feet. ”

Su Yun smiled lightly and said, "However, this boss has never walked such a mountain road, and when he came to the halfway up the mountain, he accidentally fell and dropped a shoe."

The mountains are covered with lush vegetation and tea trees, and his shoes cannot be found. The tea farmer said to go down the mountain to bring a pair of shoes for him, but he refused, he picked some tea branches, simply wrapped his feet, and gritted his teeth to climb to the top of the mountain. ”

"When he finished picking tea, he had one foot on his shoes and the other foot full of mud...... Moreover, the bare feet have long been red and swollen by tea branches and stones...... The young boss's heart suddenly rose with infinite emotion, he was not only freezing his feet, but also making a big oolong! This is a real, veritable frozen foot oolong! ”

"Hahaha - what a frozen foot oolong!" Qin Xiaohan suddenly laughed, "The little girl is knowledgeable. What is your name? ”

"Su Yun."

Qin Xiaohan nodded, indicating that he remembered.

Su Yun knew that she had won his favor, but she didn't know that he was dissatisfied with the few things she brought today.