Chapter 13: Donate Antiques

Luo Xiang smiled even sweeter: "That is, this cup of tea, I respect you, I know that you are strict with yourself and never drink, this big red robe is found by our old Song Tuo people, if you think it is good, I will give you a little later." ”

Secretary Zhang pointed at Luo Xiang with satisfaction and smiled: "You girl, you are a little blind." ”

Luo Xiang smiled even more sweetly.

Song Qizhi knocked on the door and took Song Ci into the box.

Then, Song Ci saw how Song Qizhi and Luo Xiang were grandsons of others, but they watched it with relish.

When Secretary Zhang looked at Song Ci, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the little girl in front of him was wearing an obviously cheap jeans T-shirt, her temperament and seductive face made him a little stunned.

He is not uncommon to see beautiful girls, and he has not socialized less, but there is still a big difference between this beauty and beauty, and some people are beautiful that they can never forget just by looking at them.

"Who is this little girl?"

Song Qizhi immediately dragged Song Ci and pulled Song Ci to his side.

"This is my niece, Song Ci, come, Xiao Ci, say hello to Uncle Zhang."

Song Ci glanced at Song Qizhi, and now, he didn't even want to admit the fact that she was his daughter?

"Hello Uncle Zhang."

Secretary Zhang wanted to reach out to hold Song Ci's hand, but the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Song Ci's smile became a little brighter: "I'll open the door." ”

But Song Qizhi and Luo Xiang glanced at each other, and they didn't call anyone else.

As soon as the door opened, a microphone came in, and at the front was Tian Zhixin, the director of the Haishi Museum, followed by the camera team of Haishi TV.

Secretary Zhang's face changed a few times in an instant, and he hurriedly stood up.

"Teacher Tian, why are you here?"

Director Tian smiled: "I received a donation call, saying that someone is willing to donate the ancestral Yuan blue and white porcelain jar to our Haishi Museum, so I have to come and thank them in person." ”

"yes, that's a good thing."

Director Tian grabbed Secretary Zhang: "Who are you?" ”

"I ...... I'm ...... I'm doing the same thing, hahaha. ”

Secretary Zhang's smile couldn't be hung up at all.

Song Qizhi and Luo Xiang reacted at this time, where is there anything they don't understand, they were completely put together by Song Ci.

Moreover, they can only happily follow this one.

Song Ci opened his backpack and carefully took out the two Yuan blue and white porcelain altars.

"Grandpa Curator, this is what my grandfather has kept for sixty years, and he has always wanted to give it to the country, and now, although grandpa is gone, it is good that I can help grandpa fulfill this wish."

Song Ci's smile was shallow, and even his eyes were full of gentleness and peace.

After two lifetimes, she finally fulfilled her grandfather's wish and sent the two treasures to where they should be.

Song Qizhi was almost stunned, he recognized these two porcelain jars as the porcelain jars containing the ashes of the two old immortals, and they were brought down from the mountain by himself, but he didn't even recognize them.

"Good boy, your grandfather is an amazing person, come, let Grandpa Tian take a look."

During the identification process, Tian Zhixin's expression became more and more excited, it is genuine, and the well-preserved blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty in such a good condition is rare in the world.