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Ding Hanbai washed his face with cold water, and regained his senses after washing, Zhang Yin had already occupied his chair. It's not that friends don't get together, but even if he was killed, he would never have thought that he would get together with Zhang Yin here.
He is confident: "Who are you?"
Zhang Yin's momentum was like a rainbow: "I am his son!"
Ding Hanbai scolded, he was pure and nasty, he loves to teach people, but he seldom swears, at this moment, the situation drove him into a hurry. He wondered, why does Zhang Sinian still have a son? It's still fucking Zhang Yin?
Zhang Yingeng didn't expect it: "How do you know him?" Staring at Zhang Sinian, he suddenly thought about the application for collecting waste products, "He applied for you, so you know him? It doesn't count if you know him, don't tell me you still know him." It has become a year-end friendship."
He knew that Ding Hanbai was interested in antiques, so it was not a surprise that the other party and Zhang Sinian hit it off immediately, but the premise of this hit-off was that Zhang Sinian must first reveal his ability.
Zhang Yin is not angry, why? Letting his own son not help, but drinking and eating meat with people who give some small favors.
Thinking about judging others by oneself, maybe Zhang Sinian is fishing, while Ding Hanbai is rich and a big fish.
At this moment, Ding Han Baizui half-opened his eyes, staring at Zhang Yin quietly and lightly. He could probably guess what was going on in the other person's mind, and found it both ridiculous and a little helpless. "I said, Director Zhang." He said, "The old man and I really don't forget our friendship."
Zhang Sinian drank silently, his eyes burning from blindness.
Ding Hanbai said: "This is my master, I have worshiped him as my teacher."
Zhang Yin immediately stood up, and Baodu fell to the ground, his lips opened and closed to curse, but he turned the gun to Zhang Sinian first. "You recognize him as an apprentice?!" Unbelievable, furious, "You are so fucking confused! He is under my command, against me all day long, and you just accept him as an apprentice!"
Zhang Sinian said indifferently: "He is talented and can earn a living in this line of work."
Zhang Yin flipped the table: "I can't be the fuck, right?!"
Ding Hanbai took a step back to avoid the mess. What did he understand in the scolding, and the main contradiction between the father and son. But he didn't understand why Zhang Sinian didn't point out his own son, he only knew why Zhang Sinian favored him.
So he explained: "The old man fell in love with me because I saw the authenticity of several things, including your brother's small incense burner."
Zhang Yin's eyes were about to crack: "Brother's small incense burner is fake?" He staggered in front of Zhang Sinian stepping on the wreckage of the plate, leaned over and slapped Zhang Sinian's shoulders to death, "You even fooled your own son?! You deserve it Blind!"
Zhang Sinian said: "Of course fakes can only be exchanged for fakes. There are so many fakes that can be exchanged for reals." Eyelids lightly closed, he was tired, "Han Bai, tell him what is the first one?"
Ding Hanbai said, "It's a celadon vase."
Zhang Yin stood unsteadily and was on the verge of falling, and the images he remembered were also hazy. He thought he had picked up the leaked celadon vase, had shown it off, was proud of it, and came to exchange it with satisfaction, and exchanged it for the brother glaze small incense burner that he had wanted for a long time, he treasured it, he liked it. Today, tell him that the celadon vase is fake, and the small incense burner is also fake.
"It's all fucking fake." He almost tripped, picked up the bag, and didn't bother to pat the dirt.
The footsteps were scattered, occasionally paused, and occasionally rushed. The alley was so long that people worried about falling over. Ding Hanbai had sharp ears and eyesight, and it took him a long time to completely lose his hearing. He was annoyed by Zhang Yin, but he didn't hate Zhang Yin.
He asked: "Why are you doing this to your son?"
Zhang Sinian seems to have fallen asleep, and his voice is ethereal: "My son, whoever doesn't hurt, he will teach him when he is on his lap." Talent is something that does not depend on oneself or others, it all depends on whether God is willing to reward him meal.
"I didn't teach it well. You work under him and understand his character." The old man opened his eyes again, blind and misty, "I can help him make money, but what if I die? I'll exchange a small incense burner of equivalent value for his youth." Porcelain vase, he still can't tell if someone gives him a decent pile of stinky shit."
Lao Tzu helps his son go up to the clouds, and then falls down, it is better to live down-to-earth.
What's more, this road has never been smooth, and the shadows have faded, and it has turned into two lines of muddy tears. "Do you know how stinky the cowshed is, I know." The old man suddenly choked up and cried, the cry was full of heartbreak, "The antique calligraphy and paintings found at home were smashed and burned. I stopped them, and the stick The point pierced my eye. I was afraid, I was so afraid that I was shaking like a sieve, but now it is peaceful, I woke up in the middle of the night and I was still afraid of breaking out in a cold sweat."
? So he stayed here, this dilapidated house, this courtyard was shabby, disabled, and his ambitions were also destroyed. He didn't dare to seek wealth and honor, so he could only lock the door secretly in the inner room, guarding some beloved utensils for reminiscence.
?He didn't believe that the wind could blow the jade fumigation furnace down, and if someone accidentally broke it, he would not blame him, but if it was intentional, would he have to beware of anything at home in the future?
"Shen Yu, your elder brother hasn't gotten up yet?" Jiang Shuliu called him, "Shen Yu?"
Ji Shenyu came back to his senses: "Not yet"
Ding Hanbai has already got up, thinking that the small wooden seat should have been dried, so he can't wait to have a look at the finished product. He took the lock and opened the door, and stood there in shock, broken? How could something so good be broken? !
Regardless of whether it was unintentional or intentional, this painstaking effort is considered ruined!
Ding Hanbai strongly suppressed the thunderous anger, the jade fumigation furnace is broken right now, the investigation should be put on the back burner, and the solution should come first. It is too unrealistic to re-carve, it is best to repair, he had an idea, and thought of Liang Hecheng's master disciple.
Find an old newspaper, wrap the things properly, put them in a cardboard box and run out of the small courtyard. Ding Hanbai gallops all the way to Miao'an Alley. He wants to ask Liang Hecheng's apprentice again to ask him to repair the jade incense burner.
At this time, Ji Shenyu hastily finished eating Shanren, and hastened to save his belongings.
He rushed into the machine room and was even more astonished. He saw that it was empty, where was the shadow of the jade furnace? !
It's not enough to destroy, but also to steal Ji Shenyu was in a hurry, thinking that the sky would only fall like this.
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