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Seeing Xiang Jinsong so nervous, Xu Shan looked like an old god was there.

After all, the brick and inkstone he took out must be from the Han Dynasty at least, and it could be from the Qin Dynasty or even the Warring States Period.The history of making bricks using the mud method can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period.

So unless these Xiang family members can come up with bronze vessels as gifts, Xu Shan will be quite stable in this game.

As Mr. Xiang asked the question, the three generations of the Xiang family excused themselves from the meeting, saying they were going to get the birthday gifts for their grandfather. In fact, they all went to exchange gifts.

Xiang Jinsong also wanted to fight for it, but was held down by Xu Shan.

"Don't worry, we have a solution."

"What can I do? What I gave you is a painting by Jin Ren."

"Isn't it still me?"

"What I'm giving you are the Four Treasures of the Study. My old man likes to write and write, but these Four Treasures of the Study are all modern things... By the way, don't we have a pressed agarwood card? If you take it, you might be able to win."

"Don't worry, I have something better than the agarwood brand. Don't worry. Let's take a look at what others gave us first."

While he was talking, he saw the little girl who had spoken before, Xiang Xuemei, excitedly holding a just-wrapped gift and presenting it to her.

"Grandpa, this is the gift I prepared for you. I hope you live a long life, and have this day every year, and have this day every year."

After saying that, he handed the gift to the old man.

The old man took the gift with a smile, and with a slight shake, the red paper wrapping the gift fell away. It was obvious that he was in a hurry when wrapping it and didn't wrap it carefully.

"Hey, isn't this a fan from Qiu Ying of the Ming Dynasty that your father passed from someone else's hand before? How did it get into your hands?"

"Grandpa, the fan is just for use. My dad got it and locked it in a box. I think it's better to give it to grandpa."

"Very good, very filial. You are currently ranked No. 1."

Xiang Yunmei looked at Xu Xiang and Xu Xiang quite proudly, and even stuck out her tongue and made a face.

Xu Shan had no interest in being acquainted with such a little girl, so he still sat there, secretly picking up food. Unfortunately, this rotating round table had a disadvantage, that is, you could not turn the table when the leader was picking up food.At this moment, no one was thinking about picking up food, and Xu Shan was not special either. He could only use chopsticks to pick up Wensi tofu and eat it. This thing was so torturous that he could only regard it as a kind of training for himself.

At this time, Xiang Jinzhu, another third generation member of the Xiang family, also brought out his own birthday gift. This birthday gift was well wrapped. Obviously, this was different from the previous Xiang Xuemei who was cramming for the Buddha. This Xiang Jinzhu took out his birthday gift. What came out was a purple clay pot.

When he saw this purple clay pot, Mr. Xiang was very happy. He exclaimed, could this one be a Wanchun pot?

The Wanchun Pot is a fine product among the purple clay pots. It comes from a craftsman named Wanchun. Wanchun was working in the Jinsha Temple and accidentally saw an old monk making a pot with purple clay. He was inspired to delve into making pots. He later became a famous pot maker.

Although this Wan Chun is also from the Ming Dynasty, he belongs to the early Ming Dynasty, and there is still a difference between him and Qiu Ying, a person from the late Ming Dynasty.

Xiang Jinzhu kept looking at Mr. Xiang's expression, and when he saw Mr. Xiang happy, he also smiled happily: "Grandpa, just like it, but actually, I don't care at all about this third-generation talker of the Xiang family. "

Although he said he didn't care, but he deliberately said it, it meant that he actually cared about this position in his heart.

Mr. Xiang was noncommittal and looked at Xiang Jinbai, who was beside him: "Xiao Bai has always been filial and has a lot of knowledge about culture. I wonder what good things you can give to grandpa?"

Xiang Jinbai was honored when the old man specifically called him by his name. He glanced at Xiang Jinsong, who was feeling uneasy, and smiled provocatively. Then he handed over his gift: "Grandpa, I know you love me." When it comes to writing, your handwriting is not inferior to those of famous calligraphers outside, so I specially got a brush for you."

As he spoke, he directly presented a celadon brush washer to the old man: "This thing was fired by the official kiln in Longshui during the Southern Song Dynasty. Look at the turtle carrying the brush washer. It is lifelike and the workmanship is extremely detailed. I I thought this piece of money had a good meaning, and it was old and full of culture, so I bought it and gave it to my grandpa."

"The stuff from the Southern Song Dynasty is pretty good. Xiaobai is very interested in it."

Mr. Xiang finally turned his attention to Xiang Jinsong.

The younger members of the Xiang family all looked at Xiang Jinsong with gloating expressions.This made Xiang Jinsong blush and feel very uncomfortable.

At this time, Xu Shan quietly handed the piece of clay and inkstone he had wrapped to Xiang Jinsong.

He ordered in a low voice: "If you offer this to the old man, you will definitely win."

Xiang Jinsong took the heavy birthday gift, hesitated for a moment, and then presented it with both hands.

Mr. Xiang has been waiting for Xiang Jinsong's birthday gift. He just saw that Xiang Jinsong was uneasy and he guessed that he had not prepared such ancient things. After all, the other three generations of the Xiang family actually relied on their families to open their doors. In recent years, with the relaxation of policies, relying on the power of the family, they have occupied many lucrative departments and reaped a lot of benefits.

On the other hand, this eldest son and grandson was stubborn and relied on his own ability to get into the Post and Telecommunications School and became an employee of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.Mr. Xiang admired his ambition very much.

That's why I felt that I needed to polish him deliberately. As for the other three generations of the Xiang family, they were all enjoying the shade under the big tree, and it was impossible for them to grow into big trees in the sky.

From the perspective of Mr. Xiang, he has his own estimation of the future situation. Those who like to enjoy the shade under the big tree, once the big tree in the family falls down one day, they will be killed and dispersed. It is possible to bite him in the opposite direction. Mr. Xiang had already seen this when He Beiyue and Xiang Jia were separated.

He had planned to say a few words to cover up Xiang Jinsong, but Xiang Jinsong actually came over with a birthday gift. He was a little surprised, took the birthday gift and asked, "Xiao Song, what is included in this birthday gift?"

When Xiang Jinsong took the birthday gift from Xu Shan just now, he forgot to ask what the bread was. Now that he heard the question from Mr. Xiang, his mind was confused. Fortunately, he will be considered a boss-level existence in the future. , there is still some quick wit, and he said: "Grandpa, this is my little care. I don't care about its year, nor do I care about winning this exam. I just hope that you will be healthy and live younger." .”