Super hang up system

Chen Bing returned home holding the vase that Liu Xing had given him, and heard complaints before he sat down.

"Why did the dead old man buy some useless garbage and come back? Why don't you improve your memory?"

The one who blamed Chen Bing was his wife Song Yunhui. Ever since Chen Bing became fond of antiques, he often went to Panjiayuan to pick up leaks. As a result, every time he bought something, it turned out to be a fake. Song Yunhui complained about this.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is the real thing that my master gave me. It's a vase from the late Qing Dynasty. It's worth 5 yuan at least."

"Master? When did you go to apprentice as a teacher?" Song Yunhui felt a little unbelievable.

"Today I met an expert who is very good at appraising antiques. An unremarkable pebble was sold for 20 yuan. Guess what." Chen Bing wanted to whet his appetite deliberately.

"Fast, let go, and stop messing with these moths." Song Yunhui didn't give Chen Bing any face.

Chen Bing looked embarrassed, and then said: "That little stone is actually a relic. It was right under my nose at that time. It would be great if I recognized it."

"With your three-legged cat kung fu, it's no wonder you can recognize it." Song Yunhui said disdainfully.

"It's a pity to miss such an expert, so I resolutely became a teacher." Chen Bing looked proud.

"Is it really a vase from the late Qing Dynasty?" Song Yunhui was still skeptical.

"If you don't believe me, call the old grandson here. Didn't he claim to be very good at things from the late Qing Dynasty?"

"You don't have long legs, call yourself, I'm still cooking."

"Call it yourself."

After a while, Chen Bing dragged an old man about his age into the house.

He is Chen Bing's comrade-in-arms Sun Zhanlong, and like Chen Bing, he is also a general.

"Chen Dapao, you can also pick up leaks, this is not a joke."

Chen Dapao is the nickname given to Chen Bing by Sun Zhanlong, because Chen Bing was born in artillery and has a loud voice, so he got the nickname Chen Dapao.

Sun Zhanlong was very clear about Chen Bing's ability, and it was entirely because of him that Chen Bing fell in love with antiques all of a sudden.

Chen Bing proudly pointed to the two vases on the table and said, "One of them is genuine, from the late Qing Dynasty. If you don't believe me, take a look for yourself."

Sun Zhanlong took out the reading glasses and put them on, picked up the vase on the table and observed carefully.

After a while, he put down the vase and shook his head: "This is fake."

Then he picked up another one, and after a while, Sun Zhanlong looked at Chen Bing with doubts: "This vase is really from the late Qing Dynasty, did you find it?"

"I don't have this ability. My master Tao came here to send me. Your little ability is not enough in front of my master." When Liu Xing was mentioned, Chen Bing was full of complacency.

Sun Zhanlong, who knew Chen Bing's temperament, felt a little unbelievable, "With your Chen Dapao's temperament, you can also apprentice to a teacher. It's really strange that things happen every day, especially this year.".

"Whoever said that I, Chen Bing, can't be a teacher. I will invite the master later, and let you see what a real master is. Your three-legged kung fu is not enough in front of my master." Chen Bing's words revealed A look of admiration.

Meteor, who was praised by Chen Bing, was shining brightly in his rented house.

20 yuan, I earned 20 yuan after visiting Panjiayuan once, and I couldn't earn that much in a sales company for a year.

Liu Xing looked at his savings in the mobile bank and smiled from ear to ear.

The money was indeed earned, but it also created a big trouble for myself, that is, Chen Bing, the apprentice whom he stuck to, was forced to do so, but since he accepted such an apprentice, he couldn't just rely on fooling all the time. Teaching what is available is the right way.