Gong Shao's Ever-changing Sweet Wife

Fu Qingran nodded without any concealment. She grew up here, so she has nothing to hide.

Qinghe Mountain is actually not that closed. The tourism industry has developed over the years, and many people nearby come to travel, because the environment on the mountain is good, and many film crews like to come here for filming.

Watermelons are abundant here, and the prices of watermelons in the field are very cheap.

Fu Qingran went to buy two big watermelons, and bought vegetables with the villagers in the village, all of which were grown by themselves, and the taste was very special and tender.

The nearby program groups are also nervously making arrangements.

"This is a gourmet life show, the main purpose is to slow down and protect the environment. Some people under my banner have joined this show." Fu Qingran said with a smile.

She fried a plate of bamboo shoots with only oil and salt, but the taste was extremely delicious. In addition, she also fried a dish of twice-cooked pork and egg drop soup. The method is very simple.

Gong Shaoyu listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

The taste of the bamboo shoots is very tender and fresh, and the bite is very crisp.

"Delicious." His brows and eyes were tender.

Fu Qingran bent her lips.

After eating, Fu Qingran proposed to digest the food and left with Gong Shaoyu.

She is very familiar with this area.

In Qinghe Mountain, she also has an antique shop, which was left to her by her grandmother. Although someone has been taking care of it, she doesn't need to worry about it, but now she wants to visit it.

Gong Shaoyu has no opinion.

Anyway, as long as he was alone with Fu Qingran, no matter where he went, he was willing.

The two walked to the foot of the mountain, and a small wooden house came into view.

Huiyuan Antique Studio.

Now that the sun is almost setting, there are still many customers.

"Why don't you accept it? I am a blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. The price is at least 5000 million, and there is still room for appreciation. If it is not because I am in a hurry to spend money, I will not sell it to you at a low price." A middle-aged man said. Said happily.

Although Huiyuan Antique Studio is small and located in such a remote place, it is well-known.

In the past few years, many reporters have come to interview.

Because this shop sells a lot of sky-high priced antiques. Antiques, if you meet a good buyer, you can naturally sell them at a good price, but there are also people who are mistaken and receive some fakes.

Huiyuan Antique Store collects antiques, and they are innocent, they sell antiques, and they also accept antiques.

The man's blue and white porcelain was bought with a lot of money in the past five years. He went to several professionals to appraise it, and they all said it was genuine. However, because the asking price was too high, he never found a good buyer.

So they took the blue and white porcelain to Huiyuan Antique Zhai, and offered a price of 3000 million. With the circulation speed of Huiyuan Antique Zhai, as long as they hold an auction, they can double the price and sell the things. deficit.

"What happened inside? Let's go in and have a look." Fu Qingran pulled Gong Shaoyu in.

There are quite a lot of antiques in Huiyuan Antique Studio, including calligraphy, painting, ceramics, etc. It doesn't look big on the outside, but it has four floors inside, and the scale is very large.

Since she took over, because there is no shortage of money, she has expanded the scale.

"I said I wouldn't accept it, but I just don't accept it. Huiyuan Antique House doesn't accept antiques whose authenticity cannot be determined." A fairy-like old man said with a magnifying glass in his hand, not caring about the man's agitated emotions.

He has a pair of discerning eyes, and he has just identified the blue and white porcelain, but he is not sure whether it is from the Qing Dynasty.

"Are we going to look at antiques? This is the vase with blue and white branches and lotus patterns from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It is a high-quality product. I still have a certificate of authenticity here. It is worth at least 6000 million. I will sell it to you for 3000 million. You have already picked it up." It’s a great bargain, and you still dare to suspect that there is something wrong with my antique.” The middle-aged man was very unconvinced, although the transaction was for both parties, he was not happy if the other party doubted the authenticity of his antique.

It seems that Huiyuan Antique Studio is nothing more than that, he is going to smash the signboard of this house.

The old man looked very indifferent, without being affected at all: "I'm sorry, Huiyuan Antique Studio has its own rules, and we won't accept antiques of uncertain value."

"I am a genuine antique from the Qing Dynasty. You have limited abilities and cannot identify it. It has nothing to do with me. I will not sell this thing, but you must apologize to me, apologize in public, and admit that I am from the Qing Dynasty. Blue and white porcelain." The man said angrily, insisting on giving an explanation.

Some people around who came to watch the antiques couldn't help watching the excitement.

"It doesn't mean anything to have a testimonial. If you can't be completely sure, Huiyuan Antique Studio can't accept it at will." A female voice rang out faintly.

Antique appraisal books are easy to fake.

The man became even more angry: "Who are you? You mean that my appraisal certificate is fake, and I specially invited Master Zou to appraise it."

Master Zou is a well-known appraiser in the antique circle. His gold mouth is worth several million. He is very well-known in the circle, and his status is also well-known.

After the man said these words, the people around him became quiet all of a sudden, and their eyes kept on staring at the vase.

Someone even offered a high price of 500 million on the spot.

But his antiques are worth tens of millions, and this amount of money is simply a drizzle, so men naturally don't pay attention to it.

"Antiques from the Qing Dynasty, let me take a look." When Fu Qingran heard Master Zou, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he took a few steps closer.

Seeing that she was young, the middle-aged man immediately protected the vase: "What are you doing? Stay away from my antiques. If it breaks, can you afford it?"

As soon as the words fell, Gong Shaoyu frowned, looking a little displeased: "I fell, I will pay."

He has an expensive temperament, even a pair of leather shoes are expensive, and his whole body looks dignified and rich.

People who come here to look at antiques are all from the same circle, not to mention being particularly rich, but they are also able to buy some antiques.

The middle-aged man had never met Gong Shaoyu. He originally wanted Fu Qingran to apologize, but seeing that Gong Shaoyu was with her, he swallowed the words.

"This is our host." The old man said.

Fu Qingran has lived in Qinghe Mountain for so long, of course he knows her.

owner?

The owner of Huiyuan Antique Studio is so young.

It looks like a teenage girl doll.

Fu Qingran smiled and said, "Fourth Master, it's me."

The old man was the fourth in the family, and everyone in the neighborhood called him that.

"May I have a look at your blue and white porcelain now?" Fu Qingran said.

The middle-aged man seemed a little unconvinced, but he originally wanted to hold Huiyuan Antique Studio accountable. Since Fu Qingran was their boss, there was nothing wrong with letting her come and see.

There are all kinds of identification instruments in Huiyuan Antique Studio, Fu Qingran put on gloves, put the vase on the table, and touched it lightly with her hand to see if it would shake.

She carefully checked the color of the bottle again.

Everyone is a veteran, so it is natural to see that she seems to have two brushes.

After observing for a long while, Fu Qingran affirmed: "Your vase is fake."