In everyone's anticipation, Jin Qiaoya relayed Hu Laoer's decision: "According to the temporary discussion of the organizing committee, we will add a special commemorative award today, and the prize is still a plum vase worth 500,000 yuan and a time to have dinner with me......"

As she spoke, Jin Qiaoya turned around and pointed at Uncle Chamber, who didn't seem to have figured out the situation, and said: "And the winner of the Special Memorial Award is undoubtedly our industry model! Let us thank Chamberie for the curtain call performance and delicious food that Chamberber brought us, and let us see what ingenuity and inheritance are!"

While Jin Qiaoya was talking, the humble Zhao Haipeng took the initiative to run over and helped the respectable, but a little old and confused Qian Bo, who took him to the front desk to receive the award. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Haipeng and Uncle Qian, the combination of two generations, slowly walked in front of us.

I can see that although Zhao Haipeng and Qian Bo are twice as old as each other, there is an obvious and sympathetic thing between them.

That kind of thing can be called rules, inheritance, or moving.

It is the existence of this kind of thing that made Lao Zhao make this decision to "let Xian", and also made people with a huge generation gap in the original two eras stand together.

Involuntarily, everyone was moved by their support, and they all raised their hands and applauded to congratulate......

In that congratulatory voice, Jin Qiaoya, a shameless woman, walked out again, she and Hu Laoer walked in front of Uncle Chamber, presented awards to Uncle Chamber, issued certificates, and issued antiques...... When it was over, I didn't forget to kiss Chamber's face like a sneak attack, so that the reporters could take pictures......

In the process, Uncle Qian, who was a little not very bright-minded, seemed to be dazed by these sudden honors, so much so that when he got the porcelain bottle worth 500,000 yuan, he actually smiled and said: "This bottle is good! It's a pity that it's a little broken...... I put it at home to water the flowers. ”

After Qian Bo said this, everyone was stunned for a moment, but then Hu Lao Er hurriedly covered up his embarrassment and said, "It's okay...... This bottle is yours, you can do anything with it......"

In this way, the competition on the second day of the exhibition competition is completely over. We won first place, but we didn't even get a single hair.

In this inexplicable unhappiness, I withdrew gloomily. I didn't participate in the next activities after the end of the exhibition, but under the pretext of packing up my things, I left the Sanjing Hotel with my brother Ah Si.

On the way back, I was quite depressed because it was another time, another time we missed out on the championship and the prize.

500,000! I'm from the Yuan Dynasty!

With the thought of the porcelain vase, I dragged my tired body, and since yesterday, the series of things and tosses I have done for Shen Shen's father and son have also seriously overdrawn my physical strength, making me exhausted to the point of mental exhaustion.

Therefore, I fell asleep the moment I got into the car, and it was not until Ah Si took me back to the store and woke me up that I woke up from the back seat.

opened the door and entered the house, but just as I was helping Ah Si take back the thermos bucket and sugar for cooking, an acquaintance suddenly walked by our car.

This person is not someone else, but it is my old neighbor, the shopkeeper of Jixiang Sanbao Pavilion in the antique store next door.

At this time, the shopkeeper Tong had a gloomy and sad face, holding his two "Southern Xinjiang Stones" tightly in his hands, his brows were twisted into a ball, his white hair was more like a fried hedgehog, and the word "unhappy" was written on his face.

Looking at the shopkeeper Tong who was frowning, I immediately remembered that I had only met him twice in this exhibition, the first time was at the venue of the press conference of the exhibition, and the second time was in the arena of the opening ceremony.

On both occasions, the shopkeeper Tong followed the people of the antique association to pay homage to the prizes, during which the shopkeeper Tong was particularly "fanatical", and he was particularly interested in the broken bowl with eighty-one partridge spots. It's just a point of obsession.

Oddly enough. After these two times, our old neighbor who was obsessed with the past stopped coming, as if the world had evaporated, and he no longer bothered about the affairs of the exhibition. The contrast between before and after is also too great......

With these questions, I looked at the frowning brows of the shopkeeper Tong, and suddenly realized that he had a big heart, maybe it was because of his heart that he had no time to take care of the game and the antiques he looked at in his heart in the following time.

As a person, it is better to be kind to my neighbor, since my neighbor is in difficulty, we who are friends cannot be idle.

Therefore, when I saw the shopkeeper Tong coming with a frown, we immediately greeted the shopkeeper Tong and said, "Shopkeeper, why haven't I seen you after the start ......of the competition?"

Listening to my words, the somewhat absent-minded shopkeeper Tong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and replied to me with a smile: "Oh! Boss Huo...... Thank you, thank you!"

After my inexplicable answer, the shopkeeper seemed to remember something related to me.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked me again: "Boss Huo, when you were playing...... Didn't you encounter anything strange?"

"Strange?" I was surprised.

The shopkeeper Tong is inexplicably okay, and he pinched his head and tail, which makes people a little foggy, but judging from his slightly confused and gloomy face, he doesn't seem to have time to joke with me.

The most important thing is that I encountered a lot of strange things at the exhibition, and I almost had a conflict with Lin Shaosong and put my life in it, strictly speaking, these are all strange things.

However, these things obviously have nothing to do with Shopkeeper Tong, so he asked Shopkeeper Tong with a smile: "Strange thing, what are you referring to?"

In the face of my questioning, the shopkeeper Tong regained his composure a little, and then he told me: "For example...... Has anyone gone missing for no reason, or something like that?"

The shopkeeper's words made my heart tighten, and I muttered to myself for a long time.

If you want to say that they are missing, I'm afraid there are no ones yet, but aren't Shen Shen's father and son, who were targeted by Hu Laoer, almost "missing"? Could it be that the shopkeeper Tong knows some inside stories that I don't know about, and he came here to ...... Remind me.

Or, he knew Kuan Tiandu's plan, and even the nineteenth master in Lin Shaosong's mouth...... Who is it?

In my heavy thoughts, I also lowered my face at the same time, and asked the shopkeeper Tong one after another: "Old shopkeeper, what do you mean by this? What is the secret, do you want to tell me?"