Legendary star: Signed to the Palace at the beginning

Chapter 20
"Who said that? If he doesn't go to work, I'll let him sleep on the sofa tonight."

"You're just stubborn. Back then, in Central Opera, so many wealthy sons and officials pursued you, but you chose Xiao Chuan. What are you planning?"

"I appreciate his talent."

"Come on, he's not the only one who is talented, I think you're just greedy for Xiao Chuan's appearance."

Wen Yan stretched out her hand and lightly slapped Bai Xueru's thigh, then turned around pretending to be angry.

"Xueru, if you don't speak well, I will ignore you."

Bai Xueru moved Wen Yan's shoulders over, and the two girls leaned together.

"Okay, I won't even be able to eat, but I'm still protecting you."

"Xiao Chuan is not happy in the screenwriting department, and I feel uncomfortable. He comes from a humble background, but has an arrogant temperament. Now I am very careful when I speak at home, and I am afraid of provoking him."

"Those people in the screenwriting department are really too much. Someday I will help you vent your anger."

"No, let's deal with men's matters by ourselves. If Xiao Chuan finds out, he will be even more angry."

"At the beginning, I was very envious of your love story. The beautiful princess fell in love with the farmer. As a result, the fairy tales were all deceptive. Now I understand why the call stories and love legends are all about love and not about things after marriage. .”

"I will not regret it. A vigorous love is a kind of happiness, and an ordinary life is also a kind of happiness."

"Wen Yan, you guys haven't had a good time these past few years, haven't you considered going home?"

"When Xiao Chuan said he wanted to do a career before returning home, I didn't want him to lose his dignity."

"Actually, my uncle and aunt miss you very much. A few days ago, my aunt asked me about you, and she cried."

Wen Yan's eyes were a little red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Let's wait until my daughter is older."

In the office of the CEO of Wuhuan Film and Television Company, Pan Danian was looking at the documents when his cell phone rang.

I was in a bad mood to be disturbed, but when Pan Danian saw the phone number, a smile appeared on his face immediately, he connected the phone, and said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Wen, why are you free to call me today?"

"Lao Pan, what else can I do to you? I'm not worried about Yan'er."

"Mr. Wen, don't worry, my eldest niece is fine with me. She and Bai Xueru are classmates and best friends. They get along like sisters."

"How is that kid?"

"Xiao Chuan has a bit of a stubborn personality, and his life in the screenwriting department is not very good. You know, the director of the screenwriting department belongs to Zheng Shao. At the beginning, Zheng Shao couldn't pursue his eldest niece, so I always had a thorn in my heart. Why don't I find an excuse to get rid of her? Xiao Chuan change department?"

"No need to change, my Wen Haotian's son-in-law can't be a waste, just to temper him."

"Mr. Wen, if you miss your eldest niece, I will find a chance to talk to her and let them go back?"

"Don't worry, Yan'er is safer with you. Now the Wen's Group is not stable. Some people are always ready to move. I don't want to put Yan'er and the others in danger. Back then I used an excuse to oppose their marriage and put them in danger." I will send you there, and I will pick them up when I stabilize the situation of the group."

"Okay, I will follow President Wen's arrangements for everything."

After eating and drinking enough, Xiao Chuan went to pay the tuition fee, and the two came to Pan Yuanzi.

When it comes to Pan Yuanzi, Du Hai is like a treasure.

"Pan Yuanzi is located in the southeast corner of Yanjing's Third Ring Road. It covers an area of ​​more than 4 square meters and has more than 4000 shops. It is the largest antique and flea market in China. The most famous one is the ghost market at three or four o'clock in the morning."

"What is a ghost city?"

"I heard from my grandfather that at the end of the Qing Dynasty, some high-ranking officials and dignitaries couldn't live on, so they had to secretly buy antiques collected in their homes. Afraid of shame, they chose to sell them before dawn, so that no one would recognize them, and gradually formed ghosts. There are three places that many foreigners must go to when they come to Yanjing.”

Xiao Chuan said: "Which three places?"

Du Haidao: "The first is to visit the Great Wall, the second is to eat roast duck, and the third is to visit Pan Yuanzi Ghost Market to search for treasures."

Xiao Chuan said: "Are all the antiques in the ghost market real?"

Du Hai smiled and said: "Hahaha, brother, stop joking, how can it be so true?"

Xiao Chuan said: "Isn't that a lie?"

Du Haidao: "The authenticity depends entirely on a pair of eyes and hands. Some even the sellers don't know the authenticity, so they sell it. Otherwise, it would be better to go to the auction! Antiques rely on experience first, and second. luck."

While talking, the two came to a shop.

"Treasure Room."

"I am familiar with the boss here. His name is Liu Yishou. He can tell the authenticity of ordinary antiques as soon as he touches them. He has a close relationship with me. Even if your items are fake, he will help you sell them at a higher price. "

"Mine are the real thing."

"Good! The real thing!"

Du Hai opened the door and entered. The area of ​​Zhenbaozhai can be more than 200 square meters. The indoor lighting is a little dim, which looks a little mysterious. There are everything from bronzes, pottery, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings.

There are no customers in the store, a tea set is placed on a huanghuali table, and a man in his 50s is sitting behind the table tasting tea.

"Uncle Liu, why are you so relaxed today?"

"Oh, Xiao Hai, you haven't been here for a long time, and your Uncle Liu hasn't opened for several days."

"Uncle Liu, look at what you said. You always don't open for three years, and you only open for three years. Why do you still care about me?"

"How do you talk, boy? You cursed Uncle Liu not to open for three years! If I can't eat anymore, I'll go to your house to grab some food."

"Hey, Uncle Liu, look at what you said, I'm not here to send you business."

After finishing speaking, Du Hai pointed to Xiao Chuan behind him, and said, "Uncle Liu, this is my college classmate. His hometown is in the countryside of Northwest China. His ancestors were high officials. His father found something when he was repairing the ancestral house. Please Liu Uncle give me palm and eye."

Liu Yishou said: "Okay, take it out and let me have a look."

Xiao Chuan opened the plastic woven bag and took out a bronze tripod more than one foot high.

Liu took the bronze tripod with one hand, and as soon as he hit his hand, his expression changed. The cynical smile on his face disappeared, and his face became serious.

Du Hai was beating his heart, and he said embarrassedly, "Uncle Liu, if you are licensed, you can give me some money. My classmate needs money."

Liu Yi waved his free hand to signal Du Hai not to disturb, then raised the bronze tripod to watch carefully before his eyes, then put the bronze tripod on the table and picked up the magnifying glass to observe.

"Mr. Zhang, bring the tester here."

"okay."

An old man in his 60s came over with an instrument.

"Mr. Zhang, can you see if this is an opener?"

Fluorescent scanning, print out the detection report.

Mr. Zhang looked at the inspection report and said, "It's an open-door product, an old object from more than 1000 years ago."

Liu Yishou said: "I presume it was around the Sui Dynasty, but I didn't understand one thing. This bronze ware is an antique no matter its material, structure, or design, but it has no patina."

Zhang Laodao: "It is also possible that the owner of this bronze ware has never used it after buying it, and buried it directly. It has not experienced weather, so it looks new."

Liu Yishou looked at Xiao Chuan and asked, "Young man, where do you live in your hometown?"

Xiao Chuan said: "Qujiang Village near Chang'an City."

(End of this chapter)