Yang Jin was still a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Xia Xiang, are you willing to be my father?" "It's like praying for another promise.

Yang Ping picked up Yang Jin, put it on his lap, and kissed it: "Yes, I am willing to be your father, call Abba to listen." ”

"Abba!" Yang Jin's voice is innocent and sweet.

Everyone applauded together, and Yang Bin involuntarily followed.

The road in front of Yang Ping seems to be brightened all of a sudden, and his future life is destined to be full of happiness and spring flowers.

Over there, rare books are tested and stored, which has already been settled, and the procedures have not been wasted for a long time. For the few ink ingots that were difficult to handle, Jiang Zhengyuan arranged for the staff to send one of them to the instrument for testing.

Yang Ping returned to reality from happiness and went over to discuss: "Director Jiang, these pieces of ink ingots are really ink demons?" ”

Jiang Zhengyuan frowned: "Xiao Yang, Mr. Yin, an expert in calligraphy and painting, they confirmed that it is genuine, if the detection age matches, then there is no problem, how do you interrupt this thing?" ”

Teacher Yin stroked his long gray beard and said seriously: "Yes, Xiao Yang, Xiao Wen, they took that ink ingot to the Forbidden City to do accelerator mass spectrometry (AMS) for 14C dating, and there will be results soon, and the test only takes 20 minutes, unlike the traditional 14c test that takes more than ten hours." ”

Teacher Yin looked at the ink ingot and sighed: "The gold painting and painting on this are all attached to the characteristics of Song Huizong's calligraphy and painting. Even if it is an imitation, it can only be a royal handiwork. So the key now is what are you going to do with these seven pieces of ancient ink? ”

Yang Ping smacked his lips: "I have a stake in Yibo Museum, or where do I collect it?" ”

"No way!" Several teachers spoke in unison.

Curator Jiang scratched his head and discussed: "Xiao Yang." Our idea is can you take it out and put it here in our house or in the Gu Palace Museum? ”

Yang Ping didn't plan to keep it for himself. This thing can't be played. can only be supplied, it's boring and tight, and it attracts people's concern: "Do you mean let me donate?" ”

"Uh," Curator Jiang and Teacher Yin looked at each other, embarrassed, "Then let's buy it back?" Well, only Mr. Yin is qualified for financial resources. ”

The ball is kicked to Mr. Yin, who is the current director of the Gu Palace Museum. Teacher Yin smacked his lips and was dissatisfied: "You are passing on the problem to me, well, it's okay to start the repurchase process, does Xiao Yang have any intentions?" Is there an approximate repurchase price? ”

"This ......" Yang Ping was also embarrassed, "By the way, isn't there an agent here, Xiaoliu, eh, don't look at that book, come here." ”

Xiao Liu leaned over and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Teacher Yin, they want to buy back these pieces of ancient ink. You negotiate the price. Yang Ping shook his hand.

"Huh? I don't understand that," Koyanagi was dumbfounded. At a loss, "Or I'll call Mr. Lin, he's an expert." ”

Director Jiang snorted: "We have a bunch of experts here, so we won't bother him." "Yes, Mr. Lin is here and there is another snatcher.

"Xiao Yang, don't give me a sloppy look, what you asked me to do, I left my old face and begged people everywhere, no one has done such a bad thing since the founding of the People's Republic of China." Director Jiang took off his white gloves and shook them to Yang Ping, "You are not a person who is short of money, clean your hands and tails and go to Europe quickly." ”

Yang Ping pulled away a chair and sat down: "Well, the repurchase price is easy to say, but it can't be too outrageous, the province encourages some bad habits, just say that people picked up the ancient sword of the Warring States period and took the initiative to hand it in, so they gave a bonus of five hundred yuan, who will take the initiative to hand over cultural relics in the future?" ”

Director Jiang couldn't hold back his face and reprimanded: "You have what you say anywhere, hurry up, talk about the price." ”

"Well, why don't you give some credit? Let me go to the Great Hall for a little meeting and make a presentation or something? Yang Ping teased.

Teacher Yin laughed: "It's not difficult, are you sure you want to live forever?" ”

Director Jiang knew that this guy was talking nonsense, so he glanced at him: "Do you want to hang the photo on the Tiangan Gate?" Bargain, don't go around the ropes. ”

Xiaoyanagi pondered and pondered, and said: "Why don't you find Gade and participate in the autumn auction?" The fairest. ”

"Forget it, in case it is auctioned away by an overseas agent, it will also go against my original intention," Yang Ping clapped, "In this way, Director Jiang, you can help me find a set of ancient ink to replace, the money, you can study it yourself, I said it in vain, you have your own process, Song Huizong's painting auction is only 30 million, and the ink demon is not expensive." ”

Director Jiang smiled and patted Yo's shoulder, very satisfied: "I know that you kid is happy, don't worry, I can't lose you." Don't forget, when to depart? ”

"At the beginning of September, come back at the end of the month," Yang Ping calculated the time, but he couldn't miss the time when Hailan gave birth.

Yang Bin's stimulation today is one after another, and tens of millions of things between his brothers' chats and laughter have been decided, and he sighs with emotion, it is too dangerous here, so let's go back to Mars as soon as possible.

Nothing happened, everyone returned to the courtyard, Yang Bin went to cook a few more dishes, and had a lively dinner.

Fu Jin looked at a few flower-like girls entangled with their sons, and grabbed Yang Ping to the west wing and asked Yang Chengrui together: "What's the matter with Abu and those two girls?" We were shocked when we first saw this courtyard, where is this where the common people live, are you now rich and start doing nonsense? ”

"No, no," Yang Ping quibbled, "Abu is an old classmate, Gu Jing, you've seen it, Xiaoliu, hehe, my employee, well, employee." ”

Yang Chengrui sighed: "Alas, I just heard Yang Jin call you Abba?" ”

Is it called? Didn't you say that when there were a lot of good people, it was still called Xia Xiang: "I heard it wrong, I must have heard it wrong......

"Where's your cigarette? Give me one," Dad Yang began to smoke in a tangled manner, and Yang Ping hurriedly handed over a cigarette and lit it.

"Look, you're an adult and you know what you're doing. I've shared my duty with your mother for a lifetime, and I don't want my son to become the kind of person that everyone hates, if you dare to be sorry for Hailan, well, I won't say much if it's unpleasant, let's break away from the father-son relationship. Yang Chengrui smoked a cigarette and was very sad.

"Oops, what nonsense are you talking about!" Fu Jin hurt his son and pushed his wife. persuaded Yang Ping again. "You have to be able to listen to it. What your dad means you can't learn from those fancy intestines. ”

So strict zhòng? Yang Ping always thought that the most difficult thing to overcome was Gu Jing and Xiaoliu's parents, but as a result, the threshold of his own family couldn't be crossed: "Dad, Mom, this matter, I won't be sorry for Hailan, which one ...... If only you had two more grandchildren......"

"Multiple farts!" Yang Chengrui stomped around and touched the guy who was taking advantage of him, and finally took off his slippers and was about to beat them.

Fu Jin stopped tightly: "Didn't the child say that there was?" Xiaoping, you go and accompany Abu first. Lao Yang, what are you doing, there are still guests outside, how old are you still fighting?! ”

"I just can't see his moral corruption." Yang Chengrui was angry.

Yang Ping went out stupidly, and Abu and the others stretched their necks to watch. Chen Bentang's father and daughter looked at this and that, and they didn't know which one was the main hall.

Yang Jin ran over with a pink watermelon tourmaline Ruyi pendant and quietly grabbed Yang Ping: "Abba, Lei Lei gave me, how beautiful it is, the surroundings are green." It's pink in the middle, you see......"

"Hmm. It's beautiful, and Yang Jin is even more beautiful. Yang Ping picked up Yang Jin and walked into the main room.

Abu gave an inquiring look, Yang Ping shrugged his shoulders and pouted, it's difficult.

Ding Mei peeled an apple and greeted Yang Jin: "Yang Jin, come and eat apples," she was very unscrupulous, and vaguely stimulated Yang Ping, "Master Yang, I heard your brother say that you play very high, my grandfather's family used to be a big family, and there were several aunts and wives." ”

Abu smiled and hugged this Yang Jin and shook it, Yang Ping's sister-in-law met and chatted happily yesterday.

Xiaoyanagi implicitly: "How can there be, we don't have ...... regardless of size"

Gu Jing hated that iron could not become steel, so she kicked it: "Don't say it!" ”

Chen Wen looked left and left curiously, and looked up at Yang Ping: "Yang Gege, you are so powerful." ”

Abu Gu Jing Xiaoliu looked at Yang Ping with a constipated face when he heard this, alas, a few women are a big play.

Yang Ping waved his hand depressedly into the east ear room, sat cross-legged on the Luohan bed, and handed out a cigarette to Chen Bentang: "Brother Chen, I have a friend who is in Taiwai and is a pawn, oh, probably the Black Society, Ma Hanming, have you heard of it?" ”

Chen Bentang lit a cigarette and shook his head: "I am doing the right thing, how can I meet those people to intersect?" ”

"Aside from the industry, everyone loves to play with literature," Yang Ping picked up the Shih Tzu pot on the kang table and poured himself a cup of tea, "He is playing dzi, and he bought a pair of tiger tooth dzi a while ago." ”

"Tiger teeth? You're not talking about mark, are you? I've seen the pair of tiger tooth dzi in the collection magazine, but I haven't seen it myself, he's from the underworld? Chen Bentang heard a little.

"Hehe, the underworld characters on our side only wear Tang costumes and play with literature," Yang Ping took a sip of tea and said nonsense, "Those who wear suits and ties seriously are all insured by salesmen." ”

"It's a joke," Chen Bentang flicked the cigarette ash, "Xiao Yang, I didn't see it before, you turned out to be a big collector, just looking at the collection at home is hot." ”

"You can't get on the stage," Yang Ping glanced at Chen Wen, who was mingling with Abu and them, "Send your Wenwen to go with those few tomorrow, and I'll take you around the antique market in northern Beijing." ”

Chen Bentang nodded: "Actually, I have been to the antique market in Jingbei a few times. ”

Yang Bin came in with a small stainless steel thermos cup: "Mr. Chen, today's meal is still the same taste, right?" ”

Chen Bentang was busy and gave up his seat: "Brother Dayang, your craftsmanship is really amazing, you will definitely come to Taiwan to play if you have the opportunity." ”

"If you like it, you will definitely go if you have the chance."

Yang Ping extinguished the cigarette butt: "Brother, what are the arrangements for tomorrow?" ”

"Me? Tomorrow, I plan to take Lei Lei around the Forbidden City. ”

"What's the point of that, let my sister-in-law go with Abu, let's go to the antique city and see the Shanghai-style jade carving." Yang Ping is still worried about his diamond bracelet.

"I've already talked to Ding Mei." Yang Bin spread his hands.

Yang Ping was a little confident: "I'll go and say." ”

He walked to the round table, glanced at his mother, who was not good-looking, and sneered: "Mom, you have a good conversation, sister-in-law, you go around with Abu and them tomorrow, and my brother and I will go to do something." ”

Ding Mei stuffed Lei Lei's mouth with an apple: "Go, go, Abu, are you busy tomorrow?" ”

Of course, Abu Gujing wanted to stammer Yang Ping's family, and they all nodded: "Not busy, not busy." ”

Koyanagi was embarrassed: "I have something to do tomorrow, I have to hold a board meeting in the morning, and I will summarize the ...... in the afternoon for sunny lunch."

Gu Jing took a sip of boiled water: "Well, you're busy, let's just go." ”

Xiaoliu was not satisfied, twisted and twisted, and shook people dizzy: "Leave me ...... again"

Abu comforted: "Are you busy, let Yang Ping invite you to dinner in the evening." ”

Xiaoliu turned from worry to joy, and Gu Jing followed at the right time: "We have to go too." ”

Koyanagi pouted: "......Shh

Fu Jin felt dizzy and went to communicate with his wife again...... (To be continued......)