The real daughter is reborn, and the whole family is buried in the crematorium. It's reasonable

The third floor of Yuncheng Antique Market.

A private tea room filled with the aroma of tea.

Jiang Shifei respectfully took the teacup handed to him by the old man. He appeared polite on the surface, but in his heart he cursed Quan Ye.

No wonder Quan Ye agreed so readily. It turned out that the person who came to visit was not an elder from their Quan family at all.

Damn it, he was fooled!

Jiang Shifei was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.

Quan Ye glanced at him sideways, took the teacup with both hands, and asked, "How is Mr. Liu doing recently?"

"Good. All good. This Yuncheng is really a great place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery. No wonder you don't want to go back after coming here."

After saying this, Elder Liu looked Quan Ye up and down, nodded with a smile and said, "It seems that you have adapted well here. Elder Quan can rest assured now."

Quan Ye laughed.

He has been in Yuncheng for more than five years, and only his grandfather is worried that he has not adapted.

"Is this kid your friend?"

Old Liu looked at Jiang Shifei with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Jiang Shifei thought that he was here to visit his elders today, so he did not wear his favorite burgundy suit. He changed into a navy blue suit, trying his best to show how steady and reliable he was. However, the romantic and unruly look in his eyes could not be hidden from the knowledgeable Old Liu.

Old Liu couldn't help but wonder how these two people with such completely different personalities became friends.

Jiang Shifei was cheered up.

Although this old man named Liu Lao is not Quan Ye's formal elder, one can tell from the aura he naturally exudes that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

It's not a disadvantage to be able to make friends with such an elder.

So Jiang Shifei did not give Quan Ye a chance to speak. He stood up and said a lot of things in a very eloquent manner, and also emphasized his friendship with Quan Ye.

Old Liu looked at Quan Ye, and seeing that he had no intention of refutation, he knew that his relationship with Jiang Shifei might not be as close as Jiang Shifei said, but it was not bad either.

He smiled and nodded, "Okay, they are all good kids."

Jiang Shifei never knew how to be polite, so when he heard Old Liu praising him, he immediately took advantage of the situation. Soon, he made Old Liu smile so happily that he changed the way he addressed him from "Xiao Jiang" to "Shifei".

The old man and the young man chatted for a while, and finally Mr. Liu remembered the main business of today, and said to Quan Ye: "Xiao Ye, in addition to talking to you this time, I have another thing I want to ask of you."

Old Liu and the old man of the Quan family have been friends for decades. It can be said that he has watched Quan Ye grow up since he was a child, and Quan Ye also regards him as his own elder.

Quan Ye said seriously: "Please speak."

"An old friend of mine is going to celebrate his 70th birthday, and I have been hesitating about what kind of gift to prepare for him.

Until recently, I met a very talented jade carver, so I wanted to prepare a jade ornament for my old friend. I had thought of the subject matter, but I couldn't find the right jade for the time being, so I had to ask you for help with my old face. "

The jade raw material business that Quan Ye was doing was not suitable to be done openly, but it was not a secret either. After a little inquiry, Old Liu found out that it was Quan Ye.

It is naturally more reliable to find an acquaintance than an outsider. What's more, Old Liu has a special relationship with the Quan family, so Old Liu is not worried that Quan Ye will think too much.

Jiang Shifei was surprised: "Jade? Mr. Liu, you can tell me what kind of jade you need. Our Jiang family is in the jewelry and jade jewelry business."

Quan Ye glanced at him coldly, and waited for him to close his mouth before answering Elder Liu's question: "Elder Liu, what kind of jade do you need? Glass type? Or high ice type? Do you have any requirements for color and size?"

Quan Ye's questions made Jiang Shifei shut up completely.

No matter how good the jadeite from their Jiang family is, it cannot compare to that from the jade dealer Quan Ye.

Elder Liu roughly described his requirements, and Quan Ye wrote them down one by one. "When I find a suitable one, I will send someone to deliver it to you."

Old Liu had a worry in his mind, so he smiled even more kindly and invited the two of them to have tea.

Quan Ye and Jiang Shifei picked up their teacups, but before they could even take a sip, they were attracted by the loud noise downstairs.

Jiang Shifei put down his teacup, opened the window, and looked down. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Hey, it's the kid from the Lu family."

Lu Xingchen, the eldest son of the capital, is also a well-known figure in the Yuncheng circle.

Although he seldom attended any of the gatherings in the clouds, everyone had heard of Lu Xingchen's deeds, and they all warned their children not to mess with Lu Xingchen.

Jiang Shifei squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then raised his eyebrows with interest, "This Mr. Lu is in trouble."

After he said that, he felt that the tea room was a little too quiet and turned to look at Quan Ye beside him.

Quan Ye had a blank expression as usual, but Jiang Shifei could see the solemnity and surprise in his eyes.

He went to see Old Liu again and found that he was also extremely surprised.

Jiang Shifei was slightly surprised. Quan Ye and Old Liu were both connected with the eldest son of the Lu family?

When he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was not impossible. They all came from the capital, and the circle in the capital was not big, but not small either. Even if they were not very familiar with each other, at least they would not have met each other.

"Why is little girl Yu here?"

Old Liu stroked his beard and muttered to himself.

Old Liu's voice was not loud, but they were so close that Jiang Shifei and Quan Ye could hear his words clearly.

They both looked at him at the same time, shocked.

One person wondered who the little girl Yu was, while the other wondered when Old Liu got to know the girl.

……

Antique Street.

Lu Xingchen was confused.

He looked down.

There were ceramic fragments scattered on the ground at my feet, and the blue and white patterns on them were extremely obvious.

The man who grabbed Lu Xingchen's arm was about 40 years old, with a simple face and plain clothes. At this moment, he complained to the passers-by who gathered around him with a look of grief and indignation: "Everyone, please help me judge! This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors! It was knocked to the ground by this reckless young man! Such a good treasure is gone just like that! How can I explain to my ancestors in the future!"

As the man spoke, his voice choked up and he slammed his chest twice with his hands. His grief-stricken look infected many passers-by.

"Oh, this should be blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. What a pity!"

"How could you be so careless, young man, that you ruined someone's precious treasure."

"Forget it, don't say anything, just pay the money!"

"..."

The appearance of the middle-aged man fits the image of an honest and decent man in many people's minds. In addition, because the incident happened suddenly, Lu Xingchen had an indifferent face and was wearing clean and decent clothes, the public couldn't help but lean towards the honest man.

Lu Xingchen finally came to his senses at this time, and pulled his arm away violently, shouting: "What does it have to do with me! I was walking on the road just fine, he bumped into me!"

Lu Xingchen felt that he was totally wronged.

Although he was a little dazed at the time, his peripheral vision was always following Yu Sheng in front of him.

He remembered very clearly that there was no obstacle between him and Yu Sheng at that time. It was the middle-aged man who bumped into him, and then the porcelain bottle in his hand fell down.

If there is any fault, it is that man's fault!