Warm tea and wine

Roll your legs and push your waist.

In the next box, there is a bucket color vase, half of which is engraved with Yuan Dynasty characters and half of which are Chinese characters. The yellow ground and red flowers look very festive.The problem is——Wen Meiren closed the box with a sneer: "Where is there a fighting color in the Yuan Dynasty? I don't even think about making fakes!"

This - well, it's still the masterpiece of classmate Ding Meng.His misfortune is that the fakes he picks can be compared at a glance, or the fakes are made against the historical process.

So Young Master Gu gave Ding Meng a supercilious look without hesitation.

Next, um, Qianlong pastel farming and weaving pattern double-eared bottle, very positive bitter green, genuine.

Because he was ordered to choose a bottle, the era of choosing this thing at random is a smile.

The next one is a small-leaf red sandalwood landscape inscription palace fan from the Qing Dynasty.Authentic.

Su Yi was also very happy, this is a family heirloom of his family.

next box.Wen Xi opened it, and it turned out to be a pair of purple-gold glazed teacups.The inside of the cup is inscribed in Yongle fine-made by Tsinghua University, the mouth of the cup is decorated with blue and white flowers, and the bottom is made of jade biscuit, which is a typical shape of late Ming utensils.

Wen Xi likes this pair of cups very much, and thinks that the water is very clean and well preserved. For a tea lover, cups don’t have to be precious, as long as they like it properly, it’s good, but it’s really painful to see if you can’t use it.Wen Meiren reluctantly touched it a few times and put it back.

Coincidentally, these are also a pair of purple gold cups that Gu Jiuran is very fond of.Tete let them out just to try to warm up the soul of the great beauty.Now, seeing Wen Xi's repeated caresses is just right in his arms!

So Gu Jiuran pretended to be unintentional and asked: "This is a set of cups that I am used to drinking tea. I think it is true or not."

Wen Meiren's eyes lit up when she heard it.There are two kinds of people in the collector industry, one is the one who puts the antiques in the safe, and the other is the one who sleeps on the antique bed and uses the antique cups like him. According to his senior, he wants to bring the cups in and use them.Then you have the opportunity to use this set of cups.

Thinking of this, Wen Meiren nodded solemnly.

Gu Shao observed the changes in Wenxi's expression, and was very satisfied in his heart.

The last one is a small pot painted by Ding Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty.Wen Xi flicked it twice in a good mood, the tire was hard and brittle, the texture was fine, the real thing.

Brother Li Tang was secretly happy.

Today, except for a few pieces selected by the unlucky Ding Meng, they are all genuine treasures.

Wen Xi closed the lid of the box, and his slight smile made everyone dizzy: "Senior has good eyesight."

"Trouble me, junior." Gu Shao is not a person who doesn't know how to praise and has no color. He won't foolishly say that these things are all picked up from Pan Jiayuan.There has to be a limit to pretending to be stupid. If you find one or two, forget it, or forget six or seven.

Yang Du's face was as dark as black pottery pieces, and he said dryly, "It's time for lunch, so why don't Young Master Gu solve it?"

Gu Jiuran faintly smiled: "Actually, I'm renting here, and I live and eat here with my junior. On the other hand, Mr. Yang, he only drank a few sips of tea, isn't he hungry?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at the sweet white glaze on the round platform. cup.

Yes, Yang Du is indeed very hungry. I let my sister eat all the sandwiches, and I just drank a few sips of tea. Can I not be hungry?However, Yang Du would not let this big-tailed wolf who was smiling so much get his wish, he said lightly: "Don't worry about it, don't bother - I'm not hungry, I'm just thirsty."

After hearing this, Wen Xi said, "I also made some sour plum soup today." After speaking, he took several different bowls from the Bogu shelf and went to the kitchen to fill the soup.

Gu Shao and Yang Shao's complexion darkened immediately after Wen Xi turned around.

Wenxi took a pair of red-glazed lying-foot bowls, a Qianlong bucket-colored horseshoe bowl, a printed chrysanthemum bowl from a Yaozhou kiln, a Kangxi sky-blue glazed round-flowered horseshoe bowl, and a pair of cloisonné enamel bowls with a pattern of longevity. And four family heirloom white-glazed openwork passionflower bowls.Wash it clean, put the sour plum soup in a bowl, and then carefully put it on a wooden lacquered flower and bird tray and serve it out.

Wen Xi walked up to Young Master Gu with a plate and asked him to choose a bowl. Gu Jiuran shook his head: "Let the elders choose first." Wen Xi originally asked him to choose first because Young Master Gu was a guest. Being so polite, Wen Xi put the tray on the table on Arhat's bed as it should.Aunt Wen, who was occupying the Arhat's bed, immediately took away the sacrificial red glaze bowl, and began to drink the sour plum soup made by her baby Chacha.

Yang Shuo, who wanted to have a couple bowl with his wife, immediately reached out and took the other one.Wen Xi picked up the tray, distributed the four white glazed bowls to Gu Shao's four friends, and walked up to Yang Shu.

Miss Yang looked at the remaining five bowls. She knew the two horseshoe bowls and the two cloisonne bowls, but she hadn't seen the other one much, so she poked the beige bowl with her slender finger: "What's the name of this bowl?" ? Hua'er did a good job."

Wen Xi replied: "The printed chrysanthemum bowl of Yaozhou Kiln."

"Chrysanthemum bowl? Chrysanthemum? Really? Then I want this--" Yang Shu picked it up and took a sip, um, it was sweet and sour, very refreshing, and added crushed ice. If you eat too much sandwiches in the morning, drink it This is so thirst-quenching——

Li Tang and the others almost choked when they heard the chrysanthemum bowl, my God, wouldn't this big beauty be the same, or would they be so excited when they heard the chrysanthemum?

Wen Xi paused, then picked up his usual sky blue glazed horseshoe bowl and put it on the round platform to drink later.

Gu Jiuran and Yang Du's eyes lit up.It seems that this horseshoe bowl is for his own use.So if I use the leftover horseshoe bowl, does it count as drinking a butterfly cup?

So when Wen Xi came over with the tray, both of them put their hands on the horseshoe bowl, and no one paid attention to the remaining two enamel bowls.

Wen Xi looked at the two of them, and moved out a hand to pat away the two thieves' claws: "What are you doing, use a cloisonné enamel bowl, this one is for porridge." After finishing speaking, each of them stuffed a bowl into it.

Yang Du was suddenly struck by a thunderbolt - he and the beast robbed food.

Poor Young Master Gu didn't understand why porridge is sacred, until a certain white and tender fox came out and raised its claws to drink the soup.

Gu Shao also petrified.It was very hard for everyone to hold back their laughter.

Wen Xi looked strangely at the two people who were holding bowls and didn't drink, and everyone with tangled expressions wondered if the sour plum soup was not good?He put down the tray, took a sip from the bowl, it was sour and sweet, with the sweetness of honey, cool and delicious, why didn't these two people drink it?

Holding the chrysanthemum bowl, Yang Shu looked at his brother and Gu Jiuran who were holding the couple bowl, and felt secretly refreshed: How exciting is it for two Gongs to drink this couple bowl with a long life and boundless pattern!

Poor Yang Du and Gu Jiuran either eat or don't or don't.

If you don’t drink it, it’s a waste of Chacha (Xiaoxi)’s heart.If you drink - Gu Jiuran and Yang Du each looked at each other in disgust, so don't drink couple bowls with him!

As a result, they didn't hesitate long before Yang Shuo received a call. Yang Shuo hung up the phone and said a few words to Aunt Wen, "Xiuxiu, I have something to do at noon, I'm afraid I have to go."

Hearing this sentence, Gu Jiuran raised his lips happily, the bastard is gone, the news is his own, and he doesn't need to drink the couple's bowl anymore.

Wen Xi immediately took out the pickled pickled cucumbers and sweet and sour garlic heads from the refrigerator and handed them to the little aunt: "The garlic is ready to eat, but the cucumbers have to be kept in the refrigerator for four days."

Sweet and sour garlic is Yang Shuo's favorite, and pickled cucumber is Yang Shu Wenxiu's favorite.

Yang Du, who couldn't get in the conversation, put down the bowl and was reluctantly dragged away by his parents.

Only Wenxi, Gu Jiuran and his four friends were left at the scene.

Ji Yuan said winkingly: "Brother Jiu, we are going to buy materials and get the goods in the afternoon, so let's go first." Then he retreated.

Wen Xi picked up the bowl of sour plum soup that Yang Du hadn't touched, and gulped it down.Wen Meiren appraised it again, served the bowl, filled the bath water, and cleaned the bathroom. It was naturally hot, so she drank an extra bowl.

Seeing this, Gu Shao calmly drank the bowl in his hand, it was really sweet and sour, extremely refreshing, and his mouth was full of fluid.

Wen Xi put down the bowl, sat down on the beauty's couch and asked, "Do you need me to help you clean up the house and luggage?"

Young Master Gu wished to offer sacrifices to this ancestor, so he would not let him tidy up the house and pack his luggage. He just smiled and said, "It's only two or three pieces of clothes. If I need to bother you, I'll just do it myself."

Miss Wen nodded, and brought the cups and bowls into the kitchen.Gu Shao entered the room with his luggage, opened the red sandalwood Yunlong wardrobe, put the clothes in it layer by layer, and put his drawings in the drawer of the red sandalwood six-drawer desk.As soon as it was packed, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Jiuran went to open the door and saw Wen Xi holding a plate with three sandwiches in it.

The warm beauty handed it to him with a smile, and Gu Shao felt that it was really like a family of three living together. (The author messed in: I forgot about porridge!)

Wen Xi felt his face was burning even without touching it. What's the matter? Is it because he was too tired today?He hesitated and said, "I see that you like sour plum soup and sour ones. I also put some pickled cucumbers in my sandwich. What do you think, um—how about it?"

Gu Jiuran looked at the beauty's pink and rosy face, picked one up without hesitation and took a bite.The celery and pickles inside are crispy, juicy, sweet and sour, the red sausage skin is crispy and meaty, the cheese is strong, and there seems to be a little spicy garlic sauce, wrapped in bread, the sauce is delicious, Meat and vegetables and rhyme, chewy.

In fact, everyone knows that Gu Shao is taller than Wen Damei.Then Young Master Gu lowered his head to eat, while peeping at Chacha, this action is not very obvious.Gu Jiuran sighed as he gnawed at it—it was delicious, could it be that this is the legendary beauty and delicacy?

The author has something to say: Today, the small battery was convulsed when it was turned on~~~restarted to get better.

hey-hey.Dear, watch this chapter and get a Song Yaozhou kiln printed chrysanthemum bowl, add a message to send sour plum soup~~~ Tomorrow the big giveaway will continue