The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Dong Yao has thought about the luxury and grandeur of Yang Dongxu's house countless times, but he never thought that the place where a big guy like Yang Dongxu lived, except that it felt big, there seemed to be nothing special.

First of all, although there is a small pond in the yard, there is no hot koi of various colors that are being fried now. There are green trees and flowers in the yard, and there are no sweet-scented osmanthus, begonia, or peonies.

It is the greening of ordinary four-season greens, and the flowers on the flower bed are very bright, but the types are ordinary roses and seasonal flowers.

However, although there are no precious plants in the greening, there are no hundreds of thousands or millions of orchids in the whole yard.

But the layout is still very elegant and looks very comfortable. After entering the hall, there is a feeling of returning to the old house.

This return to the old house does not mean that Dong Yao's family was like this when he was a child, but the old wooden furniture in the whole living room, which makes people feel very old at a glance. It's like grandfather's rocking chair when he was a child, the luminous wooden stool to sit on, and the boxy dining table with simple workmanship.

This sense of age is very empathetic, but it is not liked by today's young people. Nowadays, young people's homes are decorated in European style, with all kinds of chandeliers in the living room and all kinds of wallpaper murals around.

It can be said to be completely opposite to the decoration style in front of the house, in the case of keeping sufficient lighting, try not to see modern electrical appliances in the house.

So the whole living room and Dong Yao feel similar to the front yard, although the layout looks very comfortable. But it is a bit inconsistent with Yang Dongxu's luxurious identity.

"This chair feels so hard, and the material is really solid wood, right?" Yang Dongxu was busy outside and still hasn't come back, and only Ma Cui is at home.

After Ma Cui led them into the living room for tea, she went to prepare dinner. Sitting bored Dong Yao chatted with Yang Dongjie, who was playing on the phone next to her.

"Antiques must be solid wood. No one dared to counterfeit them in ancient times. That would cost their heads." Yang Dongjie replied casually.

"Antique?" Dong Yao's eyes widened instantly.

"What you can see in this room are basically antiques. Oh, by the way, the tea cups are not, and the ornaments on the coffee table next to you, although they are also antiques, but not very expensive, and the chairs under the buttocks, and on the porch next to you. The porcelain, as well as the paintings and calligraphy on the walls can't be compared.

It is generally used, or inadvertently encounters things that are easy to break, either modern handicrafts or antiques that are too valuable.

After all, a guest came to be a guest and accidentally knocked over an antique of several million. Do you want him to pay, or not to let him pay? The host and the guests are not bad.

Therefore, the ones that are usually used here, and the ones that can be touched easily, are basically not very good ornaments. The paintings and calligraphy on the walls, the porcelain on the porch.

And the chairs we sit on, the coffee table, and the table over there are really antiques. "Yang Dongjie explained.

When he came to Yanjing to go to school, his uncle and aunt brought him here. Yang Dongxu definitely couldn't let his uncle and aunt stay in the hotel, so he stayed in the courtyard.

In order to avoid some unnecessary losses and the embarrassment of getting along with family members in the future, Yang Dongxu briefly introduced the things in the courtyard.

Of course, I only said that they were antiques and didn't say the specific value of these things. Otherwise, the uncle and aunt knew that the chair under their buttocks was worth hundreds of thousands, and it would be strange that the vases that they could see were millions of people who dared to live here.

After all, Yang Dongjie is someone who is going to high school and wants to go to college. This knowledge and vision must be wider. In addition, he can use a computer, so he just searched for pictures, and then spent a few days in the big courtyard. Can't sleep well.

The uncle and aunt thought he was not acclimatized, so he almost asked him not to go to school, and just follow them back to their hometown.

"It's all true?" Dong Yao's eyes widened, and he subconsciously touched the handle of the chair under his buttocks, his eyes swept over the various furnishings in the room.

"The middle hall at the back is also real?"

In traditional Chinese houses, there is a tradition of hanging the central hall on the wall behind the living room. As the representative of classical architecture, the courtyard is naturally hung on the wall behind the living room. And it is the kind of central hall that is carefully selected according to the size of the living room.

"Really, it has been treated to prevent moisture and oxidation, and the surface is coated with a removable protective film. Apart from antiques, those who can do this treatment must be precious.

Sometimes my brother seems to be very diligent, and sometimes he is lazy in certain things. And obviously have a high cultural foundation and artistic appreciation ability.

But to measure the value of antiques, open-mouthed and closed-mouthed are worth how much. This Zhongtang is not only an antique, but it must be very expensive, otherwise my brother would not have been so careful to protect it. "Yang Dongjie couldn't help complaining.

People who know Yang Dongxu feel that Yang Dongxu is usually a very elegant person with his cultivation, vision, and preference for antiques.

As everyone knows, Yang Dongxu is also vulgar in some respects, for example, as Yang Dongjie said. Unless it's something Yang Dongxu prefers.

Otherwise, for all the other antiques, the only criterion for him to judge whether he likes it or not is the value of this thing~www.readwn.com~ How much is it worth!

And the thing about antiques is advertised as 'elegant' by insiders, and this thing is called 'vulgar' by people in this circle!

But whether an antique is worth collecting depends on how much it is worth, so antiques, elegance, vulgarity, and money form a wonderful cycle and connection.

"How much is this worth?" Dong Yao looked at Zhongtang and asked.

"I don't know the specifics, but the price of calligraphy and painting in the antique market is generally higher than that of other antiques due to the difficulty of preservation. Such a famous family hall with provenance is from the Song Dynasty. It is worth hundreds of millions!"

"Hundreds of millions?" Dong Yao exclaimed with wide eyes, "Then how much is the chair under our **** worth?"

"These chairs and tables are all made of huanghuali. The price of huanghuali has been rising in the past two years. The price of this chair under our **** is about 200,000 yuan. In addition, the price of antiques has doubled, which is still a conservative estimate. It is also possible to like millions of people."

"That is, the opinions in this house are enough to buy a house?"

"The least valuable can also pay a down payment here in Yanjing. Even the most valuable ones can buy several villas with full price."

"This is really..." Dong Yao didn't know what to say for a while.

The tall decorations in her impression, the chandeliers that look very good, are estimated to be several million after the whole house is decorated.

Those millions of sets of furniture are sky-high in her opinion. As a result, those things that are very luxurious and awesome in her opinion, house + decoration + furniture, are not worth a single antique that plays the role of decoration here.

It's... it's really poverty that limits her imagination.