The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

   Zhou Shuren and Jiang Ming came together, everyone who came here saw it, and naturally linked Zhou Shuren and Jiang Ming, Zhou Shuren went downstairs and many people watched.

   For this competition, Zhou Shuren signed up early in the morning, but fortunately Jiang Ming did not make a blunder, otherwise, he would have to pay for an antique for his retirement. He felt that his luck was good, at least he successfully participated in the competition.

   Looking at the antiques again, Zhou Shuren raised his eyebrows, luck could not stop him, he was the weakest in calligraphy and painting, he only took the calligraphy and paintings for ten antiques, hey, good!

Jiang Ming sat upstairs and could see clearly that Zhou Shuren was the first to write the pen, and he was the one who identified the fastest. From time to time, there were discussions in his ears. Some people said that Zhou Shuren was guessing, but he didn't think so. It seems that Zhou Shuren's ability is indeed not small, and there are many smiles on his face. If it is true, it proves that Zhou Shuren's ability is indeed great, and he will not need to ask for appraisal in the future, good, really good!

Zhou Shuren was the first to put down his pen after reading all the antiques. All ten antiques were appraised by the master. Zhou Shuren handed in the antiques when he entered the door. The result of the appraisal was in the hands of several appraisal masters. After carefully reading the other nine pieces, he was right before he went crazy.

   Fortunately, after reading it carefully, the result was the same as the first time, and Zhou Shuren was the first to hand in the answer.

   After another quarter of an hour, the answers were handed in one after another.

  10 people, Zhou Shuren is not the oldest, the oldest is about fifty years old, and the youngest is less than twenty years old.

  The answers of the ten people will be announced soon, and the name of the person with the most mistakes will be read first.

   Zhou Shuren pricked his ears and listened, and sure enough, the five people who read out the wrong calligraphy and paintings with him, and Zhou Shuren was also nervous as he read the third from the bottom.

  The third from the bottom is the youngest son, and there are two wrong things, but there are still paintings and calligraphy.

   Zhou Shuren is a calm person, his heart is not calm, the key name, if it is his name, he will be defeated, and he can't help cramming Buddha for blessing.

   The forehead of Qiu Ren opposite is also sweaty.

   Fortunately, Zhou Shuren's calligraphy and painting are genuine pits. Scholars rarely study Mr. Xi Heng's calligraphy. If they haven't studied it, they naturally cannot identify the true and false. It is the calligraphy and painting that is wrong.

   The scene was boiling, and I didn’t expect that all nine people had calligraphy and painting by mistake.

   Zhou Shuren squeezed the corner of his mouth, he won, he has money, okay.

  Jiang Ming laughed, very good, Zhou Shuren is capable and did not disappoint him.

  The appraisal master in the building explained why the calligraphy and painting were fake, and the nine people who competed with Zhou Shuren were convinced.

Zhou Shuren was very happy. He had already identified it. Although there are no antiques with too high value this time, the nine antiques are not bad. After thinking about it, except for the stunner, the old fried dough sticks will not be of high value. The antique, no one is stupid!

Although there are no antiques worth buying by the organizers, the organizers are more interested in the fake calligraphy and paintings in Zhou Shuren's hands, and because of Jiang Ming's presence, Zhou Shuren borrowed Daguang, and the other nine antiques have also been collected and have not yet lowered their prices. He gave the fake calligraphy and painting a fair price, and Zhou Shuren sold it happily. He knew in his heart that even if he borrowed Jiang Ming's light, there are many people who are interested in calligraphy and painting. In order to avoid trouble, it is better to sell it directly.

  Jiang Ming waited for Zhou Shuren to take the money and got on the carriage together. Jiang Ming said, "I'll take you back."

   Zhou Shuren thanked: "Thank you, Lord Jiang."

Although there are no treasures of great value in the ten antiques, they are still a lot of money. The local gangsters will inevitably be tempted. In case someone takes a risk, this is another purpose of his borrowing Jiang Ming's power. He sent him back without waiting for him to mention it. It seemed that he had caught Jiang Ming's eyes.

  Jiang Ming said playfully, "You're taking a trick today."

Zhou Shuren said generously: "Yes, I did take advantage of it. I have researched and found that very few officials from the official family participated in the competition. Most of them were scholars or businessmen. I wouldn't study it, but this one really took advantage of it."

  After he had been appraised in major antique shops, he was more determined to take calligraphy and painting competitions, and he was not small.

Jiang Ming thought to himself that his father-in-law's optimism about Zhou Shuren was not because of his in-laws. This man's ability is indeed not small, and the calculation aspect is enough for him to look at him, but from the information he understands, this man's ambition is not small, and it seems that he can't use it for his own use. , then we can only wait, there is no rush at the moment, we will talk about whether it is in the middle.

   Zhou Shuren saw that Jiang Ming had no intention of talking about it, and he was not annoying. He was holding the box and his heart was flying. It was all money, and Zhulan must be happy.

  The carriage swayed to Zhou's house, Zhou Shuren got off the carriage, and thanked him, "Thank you, Lord Jiang, for helping me twice today."

  Jiang Ming smiled, "It's all in-laws, it's getting late, so I'm back."

  Jiang Ming didn't plan to stay anymore, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked that Zhou Shuren was the father of his brother-in-law, or the father of his own brother-in-law. In terms of his seniority, he was still Zhou Shuren's junior. It was really awkward!

   Zhou Shuren waited for the carriage to go far before returning to the yard happily holding the box.

  Zhulan just came out to watch the time, saw Zhou Shuren come back with the box, and smiled, "Win?"

   Zhou Shuren patted the box and walked into the room arrogantly, "Don't look at who I am."

  Zhulan chuckled, the man choked up, "You are my master."

   Zhou Shuren listened to this, "Guess how much money was sold."

   There must be a lot of bamboo orchids, otherwise they won't be packed in boxes, "Three thousand taels?"

   Zhou Shuren shook his head, "Not much, although this treasure is not of great value, it's not bad. One piece is worth six hundred taels."

  Zhulan's heart was flying, she kissed Zhou Shuren excitedly, and then froze.

Boss Zhou was standing at the door of the house. He really didn't expect that the door of the house was not closed. As soon as he came in, he saw his mother and father. Hey, he felt that he was going to be miserable. "I didn't see anything."

  Zhulan has the heart to sew on the boss's mouth. Damn boy, this voice is not low, and everyone in the yard can hear it. Zhulan's eyes are full of anger, "I support you to clean him up."

Zhou Shuren laughed out loud, it was the first time that UU reading www.uukanshu.com had seen Zhulan so angry with the boss, and seeing Zhulan's little hand trying to pinch him again, he said with a strong desire to survive, "Okay, okay, I'll clean up the boss."

   Boss Zhou ran back to the room and patted his head. He did something stupid again. What did he shout just now? Isn't this place without silver and three hundred taels? This time, not only father is going to clean him up, but mother doesn't want to see him anymore, he's going to be the poorest person in the family.

   Mr. Li frowned, "Master, what have you done?"

   And what do you mean by shouting just now? Isn't he going to talk to his father?

   Boss Zhou looked like he had no love for life, "Don't ask, I want to die."

   Lee's, ""

   This is making dad angry.

   Boss Zhou didn't wait for his daughter-in-law's comfort, only to see his daughter-in-law continue to play with the newly sprouted vegetable seedlings, "Aren't you comforting?"

   Lee, "Is comfort useful?"

   "Useless."

   "That's all it takes."

   Mrs. Lee looks like all your questions are nonsense.

   Zhou Boss, ""

   In the main room, Zhulan counted the silver notes, but the anger in her heart disappeared, and she counted one hundred taels of silver notes one by one.

   Zhou Shuren, "You have counted twice."