Yang Ping hid quickly, and his body was not sprayed: "Teacher Li, you're too excited, huh?" Mr. Li, are you brothers with Mr. Li Huzhe and Mr. Li? It looks a lot like that. ”

Li Wenzhe didn't care about wiping his mouth, and took a few steps over and carefully took the white and not good-looking Mocui Colt Python 357: "This ...... This...... Lao Jiang, you said that Yang Ping loves to waste things, it turns out that I still don't believe it, this is simply not waste, this, this is called death. ”

Jiang Zhengyuan looked at the revolver and shook his head: "Alas, I'm used to it, Xiao Yang's eyesight is still there, this material is really good." Xiao Yang, Li Huzhe is the younger brother of Mr. Li, specializing in literature and miscellaneous, and Mr. Li is specialized in jade, and they are all top experts. ”

Li Wenzhe showed the Colt python to a few experts next to him, and thought: "It's really an ice species, just this grip part can open four brands, and if you carve one, it will be at least hundreds of thousands of dollars...... Alas, carved pistols ?! I've seen someone die, and I've never seen anyone die like this. ”

Yang Ping smiled: "Then Mr. Li, this polishing ......"

Li Wenzhe glared at him with a tiger face: "Don't worry about polishing, come and get it tomorrow morning, hum." This is not even a sentence to be too lazy to say to Yang Ping.

Yang Ping returned to the sofa and picked up his backpack, took out two Q version of the golden toad, and took them over: "Teacher Li, then you are tired to throw these two away?" ”

Li Wenzhe showed a little smile at this time: "This golden toad is carved interestingly, this is the Mocui carving, okay, I will polish these two for you together." ”

Yang Ping was grateful: "Teacher Li, thank you so much, will this day be too tight?" I'll be able to pick it up a few days later. ”

Li Huzhe took the two golden toads and shook his head: "This kind of material is very difficult to encounter, although it is not a glass species." But it's also the ultimate ice kind of Mocui, and when I'm done polishing, you'll find out what Ambilight is. Lao Jiang. I'll go back first if there's nothing to do, and hurry up to make things for Yang Ping. ”

Jiang Zhengyuan nodded: "Then let's be here today." Xiao Yang and I have to talk for a while, you go first. ”

Several experts left, and Hou Bin nodded.

Yang Ping sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea, breathed a sigh of relief, and twisted his neck: "Director Jiang, the carving jade is still relatively tired, it depends on the results of Teacher Li tomorrow." ”

Jiang Zhengyuan sorted out the text on the desk, and put the glasses up by the way: "Xiao Yang, have you read that book?" ”

Yang Ping put down the cup. I really have to ask: "Yes, Director Jiang, most of the books are blank, or reprinted, just a few pages of the record of Cixi's burial, this is almost the New Year, let me see how depressed it is." ”

Curator Jiang inserted his backhand, moved in front of his chest, and stretched: "Hehe, you kid." You're not interested in the funerary goods? ”

Hou Bin listened to the boss, this is too far away from the real world.

Yang Ping smiled and took out a set of small stone Buddha tea pets, took them over and put them on the desk: "Director Jiang, those things are not something that I, an ordinary person, can worry about." Besides, it's useless to worry about it, the good things were given to the two sisters of the Song family, and each family at that time did not take the gate valve. At present, they are all patriotic democrats. Are you going to send me to collect the payment? ”

Director Jiang was choked and snorted: "How come? I don't have that much power yet. Have you taken a good look at the book? ”

Yang Ping pouted: "I didn't see it." How can there be that kind of kung fu. In fact, he remembered every word after reading it, such a strong memory.

Curator Jiang frowned: "Don't you want to know where many of the peerless treasures on the records are missing?" Except for those for those big families. There are still many things missing, but Sun Dianying died in the prisoner of war camp, and he has nothing left behind. ”

Yang Ping smiled and playfully: "Director Jiang, you also know that I play with literature and don't like antiques. I rubbed the beads every day, played with the pendant, and rubbed oil on my face from time to time. You said that if you knew that the piece in your hand that was rubbed on your face every day was someone else's funeral plugged asshole, then it would be much more embarrassing. ”

Hou Bin choked on a mouthful of hot tea, his face flushed: "Ahem, cough, you...... It's vulgar. ”

Yang Ping patted him on the back: "You should be careful, you are such an adult." I'm not talking roughly, right, Director Jiang. ”

Jiang Zhengyuan shook his head helplessly and didn't answer: "This ...... You didn't look at the records inside, there are many peerless gold treasures in the town that are missing, such as a tourmaline lotus flower weighing 36 taels and 8 coins, which is converted into grams and is 5,000 and 92 grams, which was worth 750,000 taels of silver at that time. What about things? No one knows where they went. ”

Hou Bin now knows a little about tourmaline, and took out tourmaline from his pocket and held it: "This is it?" Five kilograms of tourmaline? ”

Director Jiang's eyes lit up: "Ho, Xiaohou, your string of green tourmalines is hard to find now." ”

Hou Bin was scratched on the itch, and was proud: "Yes, Yang Ping helped me match it, the three links are red jadeite, you see, he said that the quality of this Yongzheng Emperor's handheld is even better." ”

Director Jiang took it and put on reading glasses to take a closer look, and couldn't help nodding: "It's really hard to find such a large size of green tourmaline, and the quality of the Yongzheng tourmaline in the Forbidden City is really not as good as this string, but it is a cultural relic, and it has its historical value in it." Your tee and the top bead are red, and the green one is called Cui. ”

Hou Bin pushed his glasses and nodded: "I wasn't interested in these things, I always felt that this was something that the children of Eight Flags played." As a result, I still can't help but like it when I see the real thing, and it's good to have a plate when I have nothing to do. ”

Jiang Zhengyuan closed his glasses and sighed: "It's a good thing to be able to play, I'm afraid that the responsibility I will bear in the future will be heavy, and I will never be able to get back the feeling of playing." ”

Hou Bin pushed Yang Ping and whispered: "Five kilograms of tourmaline lotus, I can't think of it, such a national treasure should really be placed in a museum for everyone to visit and enjoy, right?" ”

Yang Ping nodded: "Yes, the question is where to find it, I don't have that ability." ”

Jiang Zhengyuan's fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, and he slammed it: "Xiao Yang, I didn't mean to give you that book to ask you to find these things. There are some unknown clues behind that book, which we have studied for decades and have no clue. Originally, those missing treasures should have appeared after nearly a hundred years, but none of them were there. Your luck is always very against the sky, so I thought that maybe I would gain something from a different way of thinking. There is no intention to impose on you, you just have such a thing in your heart, maybe after many years, you will find any clues in your play, and you will do your duty. ”

"That's right," Yang Ping bit his lower lip and changed the topic: "Okay, I will usually contact you in time when I find outflow cultural relics." Director Jiang, look at that set of small stone Buddha tea pets, things are not worth a little bit of heart, you will feel a lot happier when you drink tea. ”

Jiang Zhengyuan opened the paper shell with great interest, took out a Jizo Bodhisattva tea pet, and said happily: "This thing is good, thank you." ”

Yang Ping clapped his hands: "Okay, I'm here today to send you a small stone Buddha tea pet, and now that the task has been overcompleted, we'll go back first." ”

Director Jiang got up and sent the two to the door: "Okay, anyway, you come back tomorrow, if you have something to talk about tomorrow, go back and wash it quickly, this will affect the appearance of our first good city." ”

When he got home, Yang Ping hurriedly finished taking a shower and threw all his clothes into the washing machine to wash. As soon as he changed into dry clothes, Hou Bin shouted outside: "Yang Ping, Hailan called you just now, I answered it, and they will be home in another hour." I'll invite our family out for dinner in the evening, so hurry up. ”

Yang Ping opened the door and came out, opened the bottle of Coke and took a sip, it was really refreshing: "Ha, what are you going out to eat when it's so cold, I'll make you a tomato and egg noodle sheet, and you can eat one bowl and two bowls." ”

Hou Bin was unhappy: "You give me hundreds of thousands of things at once, and you don't want to give money, what's wrong with me having a good meal, it's not far from the National Hotel." ”

Yang Ping pulled his sleeves and smiled: "We are all our own family, if we don't have it, we won't say anything, don't we make a lot of money gambling today, you don't even count as a fraction, what are you fighting for." Okay, listen to me, just right away. ”

Hou Bin reluctantly agreed.

How fast Yang Ping is now, there are many people, so he washed four tomatoes, and cut the onions and garlic. Here began to mix noodles, it is estimated that the weather is cold, the amount of two bowls per person, and a large basin, knead the noodles and buckle the noodles in the basin to wake up. Then chop the tomatoes and throw them in the pot and turn on the heat. When the water boils and the heat is low, start rolling out the dough, cutting into strips, and pulling the dough into it.

Hou Bin couldn't help at all on the side, so he could only watch.

After the dough sheet is finished, stir it, beat the four eggs, beat them evenly in the pot into egg drops, and boil. Heat a spoonful of oil here, throw the onion and garlic into it and choke it, sprinkle some vinegar, sprinkle some peppercorn powder and salt in the pot where the noodles are cooked, pour the hot oil in the spoon into the pot and choke the noodles, and a pot of hot eggs and tomato noodles is done.

The phone rang, Hou Bin answered, turned to Yang Ping and said, "They are back." (To be continued......)