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Song Xue prepared a set of Jingdezhen's blue and white pen wash, which was worth about 20,000 yuan, which was a lot with her current income, but compared with Ye Feng and Ye Xu, she was a little ashamed of herself, so she was a little embarrassed to speak when asked what gift she was in public.

"Uh...... It's just a set of Jingdezhen brushstrokes. ”

Looking at it, Jiang Fan could also guess that this set of pen washes might not be very valuable, so he said: "Sister Xue, give me this set of pen washes, and I will exchange my gift with you." ”

Song Xue was a little puzzled, she didn't see Jiang Fan bring a gift when she came out, why did she say that she would change it with herself. Did you see that everyone had prepared gifts but he didn't, and he couldn't get over his face, so he asked for it.

Thinking of this, Song Xue didn't care about her gift being asked to go, and agreed without hesitation, as for herself, she would find a way later.

Jiang Fan took the pen and washed it, pretending to get something from the side, but actually took out Zheng Banqiao's "Stone Bamboo Drawing" from the storage space.

"Huh?" Seeing Jiang Fan take out such a big thing out of nowhere, Song Xue was very surprised, it seemed that it was also a calligraphy and painting, could it be that Jiang Fan had also prepared a gift before, Song Xue thought to herself.

However, neither she nor her mother had given Jiang Fan money, thinking of his previous predicament by himself, I am afraid that this painting is a print of one hundred and eighty yuan, so Song Xue did not open it and silently put it away.

"Look, Jiang Fan actually prepared a gift, I don't know what it is?" A cousin said.

"Hmph, didn't you see him exchanging gifts for Song Xue? What a good thing it can be. I must feel that my gift is too rubbish, and I can't get over my face. ”

"Also, what good things can he buy with his taste, it's probably a fake, hahaha." Another boy said.

"Fakes are all good, I think they are stalls. Grandpa's collection is not hundreds of thousands of bases, and he also took the stalls he sent, and it was really a dirt bun. Ye Xu pouted and said.

Listening to everyone ridiculing Jiang Fan, Song Xue couldn't interject, her face was red and white for a while.

Jiang Fan didn't care, sat there with a big grin, and asked, "When will Sister Xue start eating?" ”

The Ye family's birthday banquet usually starts at eight o'clock, the old man will come over at seven o'clock to show up, and the juniors will go to give gifts, first pay homage to the birthday and then eat together.

After these activities, it will be close to eight o'clock, and at this time, there will be foreign guests coming one after another, and the birthday banquet will be finished when all the guests have eaten.

"Eight o'clock? That's two hours left, so let's wait. After Song Xue finished explaining, Jiang Fan was a little bored.

"What, hungry?" Song Xue looked at Jiang Fan and said in a low voice, "There are some snacks and cold food outside, do you want to top it first." ”

"I'm not hungry, Sister Xue, do you want to eat something." Jiang Fan is now in the late stage of the Divine Slave Realm, not to mention not eating a meal, even if he doesn't eat or drink for three or five days, it will not have any impact on Jiang Fan.

"Okay. I'm really hungry. The two of them said as they walked to the cafeteria outside.

"Xiaofan, whose painting is it in the picture box you are holding?" Song Xue wasn't really hungry, she just wanted to come out to breathe, and she didn't want to sit with those Ye family juniors.

"Sister Xue, my words that are also Zheng Banqiao seem to be the "Bamboo and Stone Map" you said." Jiang Fan didn't hide it, and said generously.

"Bamboo and Stone? You...... Where did you get this painting? ”

When Song Xue heard the words "Bamboo and Stone Map", her eyes suddenly widened, because her mother knew that her grandfather loved Zheng Banqiao's works all her life, and she originally wanted to find a piece of Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone Map" for her father's birthday, but after searching all the major auction houses in the market, there was no "Bamboo and Stone Picture" auction.

However, thinking back to the painting that Jiang Fan gave her, Song Xue was a little disappointed, because the condition of the "Bamboo and Stone Picture" was not very good, the packaging box was the most ordinary kind of blue and white, and the surface was also full of water traces and dust, if it was really that famous painting, how could it use this kind of packaging. Presumably those printed resisting crafts.

"Xiaofan, you are also attentive...... Song Xue was disappointed, but her expression was still encouraging.

Jiang Fan knew that Song Xue didn't believe his words, but it didn't matter if he waited for the gift to be sent when the time came, he believed that with his grandfather's connoisseurship, he could distinguish the real from the fake.

Whether the painting is a fake or not, Jiang Fan is not worried, there is not a single ordinary product that can be hidden in the underground treasure house of the evil Buddha.

At about seven o'clock, Jiang Fan saw his grandfather follow a group of people from the second generation of the Ye family into the banquet hall.

Ye Huaishi specially changed into a new Tang costume today, although he is old, the old man's figure looks a little rickety, but his skeleton is very wide, and he can still vaguely see the demeanor of the year, especially after looking at those seemingly cloudy eyes, the whole person seems to have been seen through by the old man, and there is no secret anymore.

At this time, the parents of the Ye family had already finished their birthdays and sat at the largest banquet in the first place. Of course, the old man is the only one in the middle. And on the ground four or five meters in front of the old man, there are two soft cushions, which are obviously used for people to kneel and worship. Next, the three generations of children and nephews began to take turns to celebrate their birthdays.

"Grandpa, grandson Ye Ming, kowtow to your old man's birthday, I wish you good health and all the best, grandpa, this is a jade Ruyi, it is my birthday gift to your old man......" This is the child of Jiang Fan's third uncle's family, placed in Ye Feng and Ye Zi, their courtesy will be placed in the finale position.

Ye Ming was about twenty years old and looked like a tiger, walked to Ye Huaishi and kowtowed three times, as for Jiang Fan and the others, they were all waiting behind, and this birthday greeting was also in order.

Ye Huaishi was born in a scholarly family, so the Ye family pays attention to the saying that the prince of heaven and earth is a teacher. It is natural to bow down to the elders, so each of the juniors of the Ye family kowtows to the old man three times.

"Okay, Ye Ming, in the future, you must guard against arrogance and rashness......" For his grandson, the old man still values it very much, waved his hand, and someone behind him came over to take the gift that Ye Ming took and put it by the old man's side.

"Well, this thing is made of tortoiseshell, right?"

The old man picked up a magnifying glass with his left hand, glanced at the Ruyi, pointed at Ye Ming with his finger and said: "Look at this pattern, where is this jade Ruyi, obviously it is tortoiseshell Ruyi, I said you, you have to learn some knowledge in this area in the future......"

"Yes, grandpa, I will definitely study and study it seriously in the future......"

Although he was criticized by his grandfather for a few words, Ye Ming's face was full of smiles, in fact, how could he not tell the difference between jade and tortoiseshell? It's just that he deliberately made the old man happy by saying the wrong thing and asked him to correct the mistake.

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