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    "Little fish, Smith seldom praises others. He has his own reasons for admiring you so much, right Smith?" Dong Zimo approached and said.

    Smith nodded. After the three of them drank a cup of coffee in the living room, Old Smith came back. When he saw Mo Xiaoyu, he first extended his hand. He was very enthusiastic and showed no airs at all.

    "Mr. Mo, thank you for accepting my invitation to come to my house. Smith must have told you my request. My family members will gather at my house tomorrow. I want you to help me draw a family portrait for my collection"  .  Old Smith said excitedly.

    "We are happy to help".  Mo Xiaoyu bowed halfway and said.

    "Well, thank you".

    "Father, Mr. Mo came to London to participate in Christie's auction. He has a lot of research on Chinese antiques, and his teacher is the curator of the museum in his city."  Little Smith said.

    "Oh? Really? We may have more to talk about on this matter, how about, let's have dinner first."  Old Smith said.

    Mo Xiaoyu always does what he pleases, so the four of them went to the restaurant. The food at the house of the Speaker of the House of Commons in the UK is not very good.  It can be just to fill the stomach.

    During the dinner, Old Smith and Mo Xiaoyu talked about Chinese antiques the most. At the beginning, when his son introduced that Mo Xiaoyu was an expert on antiques, Old Smith didn't believe it.

    But after the meal, Mo Xiaoyu and Old Smith had a good chat, and Mo Xiaoyu's profound knowledge of history and antique appraisal had deeply impressed Old Smith.

    So, the chat camp became Mo Xiaoyu and Old Smith, and Little Smith and Dong Zimo. As expected, after dinner, Old Smith warmly invited Mo Xiaoyu to visit his collection room.

    Dong Zimo also wanted to take a look, but old Smith didn't have that interest, and it seemed that little Smith was not interested in that thing, so he had to stay in the living room and chat with little Smith.

    Thanks to Mo Xiaoyu's fluent English, there is basically no obstacle in the communication between the two, and Mo Xiaoyu's translation of Chinese culture in English has greatly impressed Old Smith.

    Mo Xiaoyu followed Old Smith into the elevator, and then the elevator went straight to the third basement floor. After reaching the bottom floor, Mo Xiaoyu noticed that the elevator was the only way to this hiding room. In other words, without an elevator, it was impossible to go to this underground hiding  from the room.

    "This is a room with constant temperature and humidity, which is the same throughout the year, which is conducive to the collection of paintings, lest their colors change."  Old Smith said.

    "From this point, we can see Mr. Speaker's love for cultural relics. In fact, it is their luck that cultural relics can be kept in the hands of collectors like Mr. Speaker."  Mo Xiaoyu complimented.

    After entering the dust blowing room, put on professional protective clothing and cotton gloves, and then entered the real storage room, where only Old Smith's retinal verification was accepted. According to Old Smith, even his  His son couldn't even get in, and he was very worried that one day he would die, and his son would goug his eyes out so that he could enter the hiding room.

    When Old Smith said this, both of them burst out laughing.

    Although Mo Xiaoyu was mentally prepared, when he entered the storage room, Mo Xiaoyu was still taken aback, because this is definitely the top-level storage room for private collectors, and the amount of cultural relics in the collection also made Mo Xiaoyu amazed  .

    "Mr. Mo, you are the first Chinese to come here. All the people who came here before were my friends. Outsiders are never invited."

    "Thank you, I feel very honored, Mr. Speaker, your place is simply a small museum. Although the number of collections is not as good as that of the British Museum, it is comparable in quality. Just take this cup.  Let's just say, this is the first time I've seen the real thing" Mo Xiaoyu pointed to a small cup and said.

    "Oh, I bought the cup you mentioned from the Japanese. It cost a lot of money at the time, but now it's worth it."  Old Smith said proudly.

    It's no wonder that old Smith is proud, because this small cup is a chicken cup worth hundreds of millions.

    "I got this cup at an auction. The owner is a Japanese. Although I am obsessed with Chinese culture, I can't really say that I am proficient in the history of this cup. Does Mr. Mo know?" Old Smith saw Mo  Xiaoyu asked with a surprised expression.

    At this time, Mo Xiaoyu didn't get started, but just took a closer look, because the small cup was placed in a glass box. Although he didn't get started, Mo Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that it was true.

    "Actually, this cup is because of the??It was born when the Chenghua Emperor of the ancient Ming Dynasty liked it. This emperor was not very good at state affairs, but he liked some skills very much. The superiors were good, and the people below naturally tried their best to satisfy them, so it was born.  This fine china"

    Hearing Mo Xiaoyu's introduction, Old Smith nodded frequently, stepped forward in person, took out the cup, and was about to hand it over to Mo Xiaoyu, but Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand, signaling him to put it on the table.

    After Old Smith put it down, Mo Xiaoyu didn't start it right away, but explained why he didn't take the porcelain from Old Smith. When he introduced that this is the rule of the Chinese antique shop, especially the fragile porcelain, it is best  One person puts it on the table after reading it, and another person who wants to see it picks it up to watch. If it is taken over by hand, it is likely to be broken by mistake, and there is no legal responsibility at that time.

    Old Smith nodded frequently. He was obsessed with Chinese culture, and these things he could not learn from textbooks.

    "Chicken cup, as the name suggests, is shaped like a tank. Have you ever seen a Chinese water tank?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Oh, I've seen, I've seen."

    "Look, this chicken cup is like a miniature water tank. The painting on it is a rooster, a hen, a chick, a family of three. It is very festive. The reason why it is so expensive is that it is too difficult to preserve and it is small.  , and thin, very easy to break, it is too difficult to preserve it for five or six hundred years"

    "Moreover, this kind of small cup has royal blood as soon as it was born, and has never been reduced to ordinary people's homes. The emperors of all dynasties have highly respected this kind of small cup, and there are records in the emperor's daily life. Emperor Wanli loved the chicken bowl cup very much.  At that time, it was recorded that he had a pair of cups with him, worth 100,000 yuan, and the daily life notes were the emperor¡¯s life files. Maybe this cup was used by the emperor at that time, and it is unknown¡± (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.  com
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