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Chapter 179

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    The Feng family went to the cultural relics store in a hurry. There was no one there. There were only a few salesmen standing there chatting. When they saw customers coming to the door, they turned their heads and found that they were a group of old people and children.  He didn't care so much and continued chatting.

    This store is the largest antique store in Beijing. The antiques in it are overwhelming. Mrs. Feng was spoiled for choice last time she came here. This time she was no better. She said in a foggy tone: "What should we buy?"

    Brother Rui had already thought about it and said very thoughtfully: "Grandma Feng, we don't have any porcelain at home. Let's buy some porcelain and pick out some old furniture so that the house will be full so it won't be empty."

    "That's the truth," Mrs. Feng nodded, and encouraged the little kids to say, "You guys should also help choose. If you see something beautiful, just remember it first. We don't want the ones that are not beautiful."

    After hearing this, the eldest child and the others immediately became interested. Who knows how to pick things? They just want beautiful ones. They are good at this, so they asked the younger brothers and sisters to spread out and rush between the shelves.

    The salespersons became nervous at this time. There were so many little dolls running so fast. If any one of them accidentally touched the shelf, the antiques on it would be in big trouble.

    Thinking of this, the salesmen quickly gathered around and said nervously: "Hey, hey, don't run around. There are all antiques here. You can't afford to pay if they are knocked down."

    Xiang Yuan was the eldest brother and was more stable. He didn't run away, he just stood aside and looked at his younger brothers and sisters.

    Hearing the salesman speak, he felt very unhappy. He squinted at him and said, "You saw us coming and you didn't come out to entertain us. Then we have to find it ourselves. Why, that's the rule in your store."  big?"

    "No, no, I thought" The salesman was shocked by his arrogance. He couldn't figure out where this group of people came from, and he didn't dare to offend him too much, so he could only say with a smile: "It's all a misunderstanding, you let me  They don¡¯t want to run away, you can tell me what you want.¡±

    "I want this vase." Erwa happened to run nearby and heard the salesperson ask. He pointed to a colorful bottle on the shelf and said, "It looks so beautiful. We want this."

    As he spoke, he put his toes up to reach for it, which made the salesperson¡¯s heart rise in his throat.

    "No, that's the vase that belonged to Emperor Qianlong. Each one is worth several hundred. I'll get it for you."

    He was completely frightened. These little dolls were too naughty. Let them choose by themselves. There was no guarantee that one of them would destroy the antique. The responsibility was all on him.

    He rushed up quickly, carefully picked up the vase and said, "Do you want this one? This vase sells for 600 yuan. Do you have that much money?"

    "Stop looking down on people. Is six hundred dollars a lot? I can get it for you in minutes."

    Erwa rolled his eyes, of course he didn't have that much money, but his grandparents did, so he shouted with great pride: "Mistress, come over here and take a look, I found a beautiful vase."  "

    "Here we are." Mrs. Feng walked slowly over and asked curiously: "What vase is it? Let me see, oh, this vase is so beautiful."

    This vase has a very grand appearance, with a round belly and two porcelain ears on it. The colors are very bright from top to bottom, and it is also decorated with gold and silver edges. There are flowers, birds, etc.  There are all patterns, and it looks particularly festive, especially to Mrs. Feng¡¯s liking.

    She looked at the vase with satisfaction and said, "This vase is good. It makes people happy just looking at it. How much does it cost?"

    "Six hundred," Erwa immediately answered intelligently, and said expectantly: "Milk, do we want to buy it?"

    "Hey, the price is not cheap, a broken bottle costs 600." Mrs. Feng immediately changed her mind. She could afford 600, but the price was indeed a bit expensive.

    The salesperson was anxious, hugged the bottle tightly and said, "Is this vase expensive? This is a celestial sphere vase made by the emperor to celebrate the birthday of Emperor Qianlong. It is only one of them. There is another one that is exactly the same. You can only buy it in pairs.  One thousand and two without bargaining, look at the gold and silver thread on this vase, ordinary Qing palace porcelain is not of this quality."

    "Oh, it's still expensive," Mrs. Feng was very picky, waving to Mengmeng and said, "Mengmeng, do you think it looks good?"

    Mengmeng ran up to her and stared at the vase curiously. The vase was colorful and lively, just right for a little kid like Mengmeng.

    ¡°Well, it¡¯s pretty good, so many colors.¡± Mengmeng nodded her little head with satisfaction.

    Brother Rui looked at him and laughed. It seems that many people still like Qianlong¡¯s taste.bsp; In the end, Xiaojun helped call several cars before he could finish moving all these things.

    By the time it was lunch time, the children of the Su family were inevitably a little more restrained, thinking only of their cousins¡¯ family, which was really great.  In the past, they didn't say it, but they still had some sense of superiority in their hearts. Now even this sense of superiority has disappeared without a trace.

    In these days, the people who can make a lot of money are the uncles. In Beijing, they often hear that so-and-so neglects high-ranking officials and insists on going into business to earn enough money to feed the family, which is better than being an official.  It's much better. After all, the salary as an official is only a small amount, and the money comes quickly from doing business.

    Old man Feng was an old man, and he could guess it. He smiled and said to everyone: "You are all welcome, just eat. After eating, we have to continue to fight."

    He winked as he spoke, successfully making the dolls laugh, and the tense atmosphere just now dissipated.

    Old man Feng didn¡¯t lie. They continued shopping after eating. This time they followed Xiang Hua¡¯s suggestion and went to the Beijing Painting and Calligraphy Museum to buy calligraphy and paintings.

    Until the car stopped at the entrance of the museum, Brother Rui still asked hesitantly: "Sister Xiang Hua, can this museum really wholesale calligraphy and paintings? Isn't it a museum?"

    When Brother Rui first heard the news, he couldn¡¯t believe his ears. When did the museum start doing business?  Is that still a museum?

    In his eyes, museums are just places where antiques are collected and they make money by collecting tickets. It¡¯s so magical that a museum here actually sells collections.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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