cute naive

The young man in front of him had delicate features and eyes focused on the radish flower in his palm. He held a knife in his right hand and dexterously twirled the radish with his left hand. The layers of the flower gradually became clear.

"Hey, okay," the ten princes shouted.

Kang Tianzhen nimbly turned the carving knife in his hand, and cut out the pure white flowers, and placed them next to a neatly stacked dish of meat. Around the plate, cucumber slices were used to cut into nine slices to surround the plate. Like white radish flowers, a plate of crystal meat meat is bright in color, delicate and exquisite, making people unable to bear to eat chopsticks after seeing it.

"Look at my craftsmanship," Kang Tianzhen held the plate and hummed arrogantly to the ten princes, "much better than your apprentice!"

The ten grandpa's astonishing eyes had already betrayed his admiration for this dish, but he absolutely didn't want to admit to the way the peacock opened its tail in front of him, so he snorted disdainfully, "I trained it by hand. Little apprentice, you can't catch up even if you flatter a horse."

"Nonsense! If you don't agree, try it!" Kang Tianzhen rudely threw a plate in front of his face, and shouted, "Try it! Try it! If you don't agree, take a bite!"

"You said he was the young master of the Kong family," Song Wenyuan lifted the curtain and walked in, jokingly said, "The old ancestors taught us to respect the old and love the young even on dogs. Although this dish is exquisite, the crystal meat Did you do it yourself?"

"I cut it myself... what the hell, Song Wenyuan?"

It was time for dinner, and the back kitchen was busy. Kang Tianzhen didn't hear Song Wenyuan's words just now, but when he suddenly turned around, the man was already standing behind him. Lost.

Song Wenyuan strode up, holding the fallen plate firmly, "Are you so surprised to see me?"

"Hehe, who is surprised?" Kang Tianzhen sneered, shamelessly opened his eyes and talked nonsense, and looked up at the man in front of him who seemed to be thinner than half a month ago.

Song Wenyuan looked at him with a warm smile, and was shocked to find that Kang Tianzhen's white and tender cheeks were gradually turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. After 10 seconds, even his ears were already red.

The tenth grandpa took the plate from Song Wenyuan's hand in shock, "Oh, it's really scary, it's a pity if the plate is so easy to drop, it's a pity... naive, why is your face so red all of a sudden? "

"Your kitchen is too hot," Kang Tianzhen said eloquently, "I really pity the chefs in your family. Working in such a cramped and sweltering kitchen, I feel sorry for the tuition I paid to New Oriental!"

The passing chef touched his forehead and thought that I didn't feel the heat. Is it because I didn't work hard enough to sweat in such a cramped and hot place?

As a result, the chef's work efficiency suddenly increased by 10 percentage points.

Song Wenyuan looked at this fellow's nonsense with amused expression, instead of trying to expose him, he turned his head to be fair to Shi Tai, "I came today because I have a heartless person who wants to ask my ancestor for help."

The tenth prince has no children himself, and has always loved these juniors 120 points. When he heard that the child of the Song family wanted something from him, he immediately washed his hands and took off his apron. "Come, come to my office and talk about it."

Walking into the office, the nanny drew the curtains, and the warm-colored lights made the whole office very cozy. The tenth grandpa sat in an official hat chair, took a sip from the teacup brought by the nanny, "Wen Yuan, I see you It’s not easy for this world to come to me.”

"It's like this," Song Wenyuan sent a catalog to the ten princes, "This "Zhouyi Benyi" is a Song edition book, which was originally hidden in Tao Zhongwen's tomb. Some time ago, Tianzhen and I were in Hubei, and we happened to meet An old man named Li Ertie stole this book from the scene of the tomb robbery. After we got the book, we donated it to the museum. But some time ago, it appeared in an antique fair in Chongqing, and now it is in Kemba De's hands, and sent it to Jiahua Auction House's upcoming special auction of ancient books and inscriptions."

The ten prince's expression became serious. He flipped through the catalog, and his eyes fell on the photo of the collection seal, "Here is the collection seal of Qian Qianyi, a collector of the Qing Dynasty. As far as I know, Tao Zhongwen's tomb was just a few months ago. If it was stolen, Qian Qianyi should have no access to this book at all."

"That's right." Song Wenyuan called up a photo from his mobile phone and compared it with the photo in the catalog. "This is a photo I took before donating it as a souvenir. There are not so many collection stamps."

"Stupid!" The tenth grandpa slapped the armrest of the chair angrily, he looked obsessively at the catalog, and his voice was full of resentment, "Forging book collection seals, this is a great damage to ancient books, it's really... extremely abominable! "

Kang Tianzhen rushed to his side and patted him on the back, "Don't get so angry, Song Wenyuan will go to an appraisal meeting with them tomorrow, and prove that this book collection seal is a forgery in front of the media."

When Shi Taigong was young, his family was rich and prosperous, and his hobby of antiques seemed to be a matter of course. Later, his wife died young, and he remained unmarried for 70 years. He transferred all his love for his deceased wife to antiques. A rare all-around collector.

On his [-]th birthday, he felt that his destiny was coming, so he donated all his life collection to the museum, and devoted himself to the food. Unexpectedly, it will be nearly ten years later, not only did he not travel westward with a crane, but his body became stronger. I have a thorough understanding of antique collections, and I know the truth of "I am lucky if I get it, but I am lost if I lose it", and I will not force it anymore.

At this moment, hearing such a heinous thing, he felt as if he was ten years younger, and his blood boiled, "Well done! This kind of scandal must be exposed, and conniving and falsification is destroying the collection of antiques In the market, when bad money drives out good money, it will be very detrimental to precious antiques."

Kang Tianzhen snorted disdainfully, "Tenth Grandpa, you have lived in seclusion these past few years, you don't know how hateful those people are outside, and you don't know how many people come to our kiln every year to order imitations."

The tenth prince was startled, and grabbed his hand, "Has your father picked it up yet?"

"The porcelains of the Kang family are all marked with signatures, and all of our products are ceramic handicrafts," Kang Tianzhen said, "I heard that many years ago, a villain forced my father to imitate antiques for him, causing a lot of trouble. But now my daddy has protected him very well, no one can force him anymore."

The tenth grandpa was relieved and nodded, "It is said that in the prosperous age of collecting, people only want to enjoy antiques when they are full, but the faster the economy develops, the more impetuous people are, which gives counterfeiters an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"The current antique business is full of money and power transactions," Song Wenyuan said in a deep voice, thinking of all the strange situations he had witnessed since he was a child. "Many people collect antiques just like investing in real estate. They are just for appreciation. , profit, turning the collection into a common speculation in a prosperous age."

The tenth prince looked at him approvingly, with an appreciative smile on his old face, he patted Kang Tianzhen, and said with a smile, "Seeing you, I know that the traditional crafts have not been lost, and seeing Wenyuan, I know, the collected ones Faith has not disappeared, I am old, and it will be up to you in the future."

Song Wenyuan sat up straight and looked at him, "Tenth Grandpa, you are not old yet, I still need your help."

"how?"

"At the appraisal meeting tomorrow, three experts including my teacher, Liu Jianguo, and Cao Zhenyu were invited..."

Before he finished speaking, the tenth prince already understood that he was the most respected senior in the antique industry. He could almost be said to have watched these people grow into so-called famous experts with his own eyes, and he knew what they were best at, so he lightly He let out a breath, stood up on crutches, walked a few steps in the office, and turned to the two of them, "Do you think that the tenth prince's body is quite strong?"

Kang Tianzhen is the most sweet-tongued courtier in the world, and immediately flattered him, "Young man, what you said, you stand out so majesticly, who dares to say that you are over 90 years old, you have to say that this young man People look old..."

"Naughty!" The tenth prince scolded him with a smile, and said to Song Wenyuan, "I understand what you mean, you want me to attend the appraisal meeting tomorrow, right?"

Song Wenyuan nodded, "I know that the tenth prince has lived in seclusion for many years and rarely participated in these disputes, but this time, I can't just watch Kenbad whitewash an unearthed cultural relic that should not be auctioned step by step, because Once he is cleared, the next step may be to sell the antiques abroad and put them up for auction.”

"I understand," the tenth grandpa agreed boldly, "the appraisal meeting will be held tomorrow, right? I will attend on time. I want to see how this precious Song edition book has been ruined, old man."

Coming out of the tenth grandpa's office, Kang Tianzhen said worriedly, "The old man is so old, if he goes to some appraisal meeting tomorrow, nothing will happen."

"Don't worry, the tenth prince is in good health," Song Wenyuan said with a smile, "Besides, I will take care of you when we arrive at the scene tomorrow."

Kang Tianzhen glanced at the office with round eyes, "I'm not afraid that something will happen to Shi Taigong. Who would dare to provoke him? What I'm worried about is that Shi Taigong won't go to sell the old and bully others? I heard that when he gets angry , I don’t care what scene you are in, just raise your crutches and hit.”

Song Wenyuan thought about the old man's violent bullying, and couldn't help laughing, "It's not a bad thing to let him beat Ken Bud." He raised his hand and rubbed Kang Tianzhen's head, the soft hair felt so good He didn't want to let go, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat," Kang Tianzhen said without hesitation, "Who doesn't want to eat dinner at this point?" These words were accompanied by a timely gurgling sound from his stomach.

Song Wenyuan: "..."

Kang Tianzhen: "..."

Song Wenyuan smiled slowly.

Kang Tianzhen was furious, "I'm supporting this!!!"

"Yes, yes," Song Wenyuan pulled him to sit at an empty table, and rang the bell to find the waiter, "Then how about you honorably accompany me to dinner?"

Kang Tianzhen nodded noblely and coldly to express his approval.

The two of them ordered a few side dishes, paired with pumpkin oatmeal. Song Wenyuan looked at the young man with food eyes all over him. He hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't express his love. Kang Tianzhen was obviously aware of his love, but he didn't Immediately draw the line, which makes him very satisfied. Anyway, both of them are young enough, and the future is still long, so he is willing to wait slowly.

So I changed the topic to this trip to Hubei, "Thanks to you for helping me contact Wang Sanxiao, otherwise I would have been completely blind when I went to that unfamiliar place alone."

"It's nothing," Kang Tianzhen stuffed a beef pot sticker into his mouth, and said inarticulately, "Anyway, Wang Sanxiao is idle when he is idle."

"Will you go to the appraisal meeting tomorrow?"

"I won't go." Kang Tianzhen replied in a crisp and neat manner.

"..." Song Wenyuan choked.

So the next day, when Song Wenyuan showed up in the meeting room of Jiahua Auction House on time and saw Kang Tianzhen, who was serious and serious behind Kong Xin, he just wanted to give him a good beating while being funny.