"By the way, I want sweet tofu brains. Fang Lian added to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper said apologetically, "Girl, I'm sorry, we don't have sweet tofu brains here." ”

Qingcheng City is located in the north of China, and natural salty tofu brain is the mainstream.

As for sweet tofu brains, I'm sorry, everyone who eats sweets is different!

So in the north, most tofu brain shops will only prepare salty bases.

Fang Lian's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with this result, "Then there is always white sugar, just add a few spoonfuls of sugar to me." ”

The shopkeeper smiled wryly, "Girl, if there was sugar, I wouldn't say that there is no sweet tofu brain here." Or...... Are you going somewhere else?"

"No need. Fang Lian waved his hand, and his lips opened slightly, "Salted tofu brains are salty tofu brains, by the way, remember to add less base." ”

"Okay, girl, please wait!" the shopkeeper replied with a smile and walked over to prepare.

A large spoonful of tofu brain was drunk into Cheng Nuo's mouth, and he instantly felt warm all over his body.

Cheng Nuo smashed his mouth, and while eating, he said to the other party, "Sister Fang, it turns out that you are from the south? ”

Fang Lian smiled and took a bowl of steaming tofu brain from the shopkeeper's hand and thanked him, Fang Lian looked at the heat that was gradually rising in the air, and there was a look of memory in his eyes.

"Actually, I'm not strictly a northerner. Fang Lian recalled, "My mother was from the south, but she couldn't stay in her hometown anymore, so she moved to the north. ”

Fang Lian gently skimmed a layer of bean curd with a spoon, opened her ruddy little mouth, and put it in her mouth to savor it.

Fang Lian's eyes showed deep nostalgia, "Actually, when I was a child, every time I was hungry, my mother would lead me to the tofu brain shop on the street to ask for a small bowl of sweet bean curd. My mother sat across from me, quietly watching me gobble up the bean curd. A bowl of bean curd did carry too many things for me at that time. ”

"However, after moving to the north, I rarely drank bean curd. Little brother, do you know why?"

Cheng Nuo shook his head, indicating that he was completely confused.

Didn't you say that you had a good breakfast, why did it become a column for reminiscing about the past?

A touch of sadness flashed on Fang Lian's face, "Because, everything has changed." I can't get back the taste of the past, and ...... People of the past!"

"My mother died the year after I moved to the north, leaving me and my brother to live together. It's been more than 20 years since then, and I've never eaten tofu brain again. ”

"So?" asked Cheng Nuo.

"No, that's all. Fang Lian took another sip of tofu brain and tasted it carefully, "Actually, I feel that the salty taste is also good, but it is still a little worse than the sweet." ”

"Salty and delicious, and sweet are heretical. Cheng Nuo took a sip of tofu brain, and said in a salty tone.

"Sweet and delicious, salty is heretical. Fang Lian took a sip of tofu brain very elegantly and retorted to Cheng Nuodao.

"But you...... Now it's salty. Cheng Nuo silently mended the knife.

KO！

This time, in the salty and sweet dispute, Cheng Nuo, who is a northerner, won the battle with his geographical advantage!

Fang Lian's extremely charming eyes glared at Cheng Nuo fiercely, but he didn't refute Cheng Nuo.

The atmosphere, once again, was eerily silent.

Both of them silently drank the tofu brain in front of them.

A hurried mobile phone rang, but it was not Cheng Nuo's, but Fang Lian's phone.

Fang Lian answered the phone and said competently.

"Hey, it's me, has the first batch arrived? Okay, you guys first inspect this batch carefully to see if there are any fakes. If you don't have it, you will ship it directly to the next house. By the way, did the blue and white porcelain that you paid attention to last time find someone who wants to sell?...... Don't pick those who are not short of money, they are all waiting for the appreciation of the value, and they will not buy it. ...... Okay, that's it, I'll hang up first. ”

Looking at Fang Lian's capable face, Cheng Nuo, who was sitting opposite, was indeed stunned.

"Sister Fang, you ...... Is it really an antique?" Cheng Nuo asked, swallowing his saliva.

Fang Lian glanced up at Cheng Nuo and smiled charmingly, "Otherwise, little brother, what do you think I'm doing?

Fang Lian proudly showed off to Cheng Nuo, "The distant antique acquisition company is what my sister runs now, how about it?"

Cheng Nuo really didn't expect that the unspeakably beautiful mature woman in her thirties in front of her was actually a strong woman who controlled a company.

"Awesome, awesome. In this regard, Cheng Nuo has nothing to say except for the sentence "dead dog one".

Fang Lian opened his mouth and said, "How is it, little brother, are you not interested in antiques?"

Cheng Nuo took a bite of the fritters, and said in a vague tone while chewing, "Sister Fang, I heard that people who play antiques seem to be very powerful, and they can tell at a glance whether an antique is genuine or fake, is it real?"

Fang Lian shook his head and smiled, "It's not as exaggerated as you said, without decades of experience, it is almost impossible for ordinary antique dealers to distinguish the authenticity of an antique without the help of any instruments!"

Fang Lian then proudly showed off, "But sister, I am an exception, it only took ten years to master this technique. What is the most important criterion for distinguishing whether an antique is genuine or fake? That is, the dynasty in which it was produced, a porcelain unearthed in the Song Dynasty, and a porcelain unearthed in the Tang Dynasty, the value of which is more than several grades different. And most of those fakes are modern imitations. As long as you determine the dynasty to which an antique really belongs, you can basically determine whether the antique is authentic or not!"

But the merchants who make fakes are not white rice, and after those fakes are made, half of them will go through a series of processing, so that it has a deep "sense of history", and it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish from the appearance alone. ”

"However, even the most experienced antique dealer has times when he looks away, and there is nothing he can do. It's like my sister and I, who are so gifted and intelligent, that it only took me ten years to determine the age of various types of antiques. I still looked away once, and lost millions. ”

Fang Lian shrugged and spoke in a non-wavering tone. It doesn't seem to have taken the millions of losses into account.

"So, little brother, the water in the antique is very deep, very deep, there is no diamond, don't take the porcelain work. Unless you have a high level of knowledge in antiques, don't get into this business. Otherwise, I don't even know how I paid for my death!"

Cheng Nuo asked curiously, "Then Sister Fang, you must have a high attainment in antiques?"

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