Chapter 302 Brother-in-law, you are a kind father!

Shen Xingjiang has been with Jiang Wanwan for so long that he has a grasp of some of her little thoughts.

The one who praised and criticized was the buyer. She didn't say no directly, but instead belittled the item first, saying that what Zhao Lihua had in her hand was still a good thing.

It's worth it for her to pretend to be an outsider and devalue the thing to the point of being worthless, like a fake.

What green cap… pink bottle, it looks pretty good.

Zhao Lihua really couldn't raise the money now, and she was afraid of having to see the officials and destroying the remaining things at home. Xiaojuan's child was so young, and if the matter became a big deal and her in-laws looked down on them, she would not be able to live a good life in the future.

"Look at what you said. There are so many things in the world. Can you see everything?"

"This is a good thing. You will not suffer any loss if you take it."

Under the current policy, except for people like Jiang Wanwan who have their own connections and know how to get rid of things, ordinary people dare not buy them even if they have them. Zhao Lihua naturally doesn't know whether the things in her hands are valuable or not.

She didn't know, so she tried hard to make Jiang Wanwan believe that this thing was real.

Jiang Wanwan talked to her for more than half an hour, until her mouth was dry and she was quite annoyed: "Alright, alright, you are so poor and still lying to me. Pack up the things and I will take them away. We will explain to Fu Hansheng later."

Zhao Lihua was also exhausted and sweating. She packed up the money, snuff bottle, and almond honey malted milk and handed them over.

Jiang Wanwan was carrying a military green crossbody bag. She opened the black button, unzipped the bag, and took away the counted money and snuff bottle.

I asked her to find a nylon bag to put the malted milk and other things in, and after putting them in, I also put the beef jerky and other things that I brought this time away.

Zhao Lihua was quite helpless and didn't dare to say anything. She just hoped to get rid of these two wicked guys as soon as possible.

"Is that all right?"

Jiang Wanwan looked around again before nodding hesitantly.

Shen Xingjiang took the nylon bag in his hand and left holding her hand.

When she went out, the aunt next door happened to have finished cooking. When she saw Shen Xingjiang next to Jiang Wanwan, she swallowed back the words of matchmaking that were on the tip of her tongue.

Zhao Lihua sent the plague pair away and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Wanwan showed a sweet and lovely smile: "I'm coming back."

She took out a handful of beef jerky from her pocket and handed it to Auntie: "Auntie, I see that the girl from the old Xu family is suffering a lot and is not feeling well. If you are free, please help her."

The old lady put the beef in her hand and hesitated to push it away: "You are a kind-hearted girl, don't worry, I will help you to keep an eye on it next time if you have any problems. I will accept it."

My little grandson at home has been clamoring for meat for four or five days, crying every night. The New Year is approaching, so it would be nice to add some meat to liven up the children.

This girl and her man are both well dressed, so they probably don't need food. If Xu Mingming gets bullied or has any difficulties in the future, she will lend a hand and repay them for their kindness.

Jiang Wanwan nodded and left with Shen Xingjiang.

The old lady didn't wait to see them leave, but happily went into the house with five or six pieces of beef jerky, which were as long as her palm.

When her little grandson saw it, he kept chewing half of it: "Grandma is amazing, it's so delicious!"

"You become so sweet-mouthed after eating the meat." The old lady was so happy to be praised that she worked even harder.

On the other side, Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang walked out of the community, holding hands and heading home.

She pulled her scarf down a little and held the snuff bottle up to the sunlight. "This is a lotus-shaped snuff bottle from the Qing Dynasty. It's not that valuable now, but it could be sold for tens of thousands in the future."

"Give them to Fu Hansheng later and tell him to keep them as a family heirloom."

Shen Xingjiang thought she would pay to buy it: “You won’t keep it?”

Jiang Wanwan shook her head: "Forget it. Fu Hansheng must feel very uncomfortable after being cheated of his feelings and money this time. I think he will be happier if I give him the snuff bottle I got from Ma Xiaojuan."

Shen Xingjiang and Fu Hansheng were close friends, and although he usually didn't like to talk, he made room for them in his heart, and he couldn't bear to see his good brother suffer.

His Wanwan did all this for him.

Jiang Wanwan was sleepy after a busy day: "Let's go eat noodles with soybean paste tonight."

Shen Xingjiang: “Okay, I’ll treat you.”

Jiang Wanwan snorted coldly: "All your money is mine, and you're treating me. You have no self-awareness."

Shen Xingjiang immediately changed his words: “I’ll give you the money, and you treat me.”

Jiang Wanwan nodded: "That sounds plausible."

After returning home, Jiang Jun and Qin Botang knew that Jiang Wanwan was picking up bargains outside, so they took the snuff bottle to watch.

When it comes to medicine, Qin Botang is an expert and can talk about it for days and nights.

But he knew nothing about appraising treasures, and was quite interested in it.

"How can it be valuable if there is no one in the painting?"

Jiang Wanwan took a sip of tea: "You mean the snuff bottle with inner painting."

"Inner painting refers to hand-painting a detailed picture on the inside of a pot made of glass, crystal, amber or other materials with a specially made deformed fine brush. What you hold in your hands is not expensive because of the painting, but because of the material."

Qin Botang was fascinated by what he heard: "When did inner painting begin?"

Jiang Wanwan decided to test Jiang Jun: "Do you know? Dad told us that story."

Jiang Jun's mind was blank, and he touched his head embarrassedly: "I don't remember, sister."

Jiang Wanwan snorted, "Legend has it that during the Jiaqing and Daoguang years, a minor official from another province came to the capital to report on his work and stayed in a temple. As his snuff was almost finished, he used a snuff stick to scrape the remaining snuff in the snuff bottle. The monks in the temple saw that the scratches left by the snuff stick inside the bottle had a strong sense of lines, so they developed it into the art of inner painting."

Jiang Jun nodded: "That's what I remember!"

Jiang Wanwan glared at him: "But Dad said that the inventor of the inner-painted pot was not a monk, that's unofficial history!"

"The real founder was a young painter in the south during the Jiaqing period. He poured small steel balls, quartz sand and a small amount of water into a snuff bottle and shook it, grinding fine lines on the inner wall to make it easier for the paint to adhere to it. He then dipped a bamboo brush with a curved hook into the paint and painted on the inner wall of the snuff bottle in reverse."

"The painter's name was Gan Huanwen. The earliest inner-painted pot he made was made in 8515. Dad said he stopped painting in 8550."

There are countless stories about the small snuff bottle, both unofficial and official history.

Inside painting is different from outside painting. Inside painting needs to be painted in reverse. The small mouth of the snuff bottle limits the operation. Those who can paint this are all highly skilled.

Jiang Wanwan sighed: "You don't like appraising treasures, but it's not like you don't want to study, and you don't want to work in a factory. If you have time, think more about what you want to do in the future."

Jiang Jun was so embarrassed that he couldn't even raise his head. He didn't know what he wanted to do.

Shen Xingjiang came out to smooth things over at the right time: "I'm hungry, let me eat some noodles with soybean paste."

Jiang Jun was almost moved to tears. While Jiang Wanwan went back to the house to put her things away, he sat next to Shen Xingjiang, pulled Shen Xingjiang's sleeve and said, "Brother-in-law, I misunderstood you."

Shen Xingjiang: “?”

Jiang Jun's eyes were filled with tears. "I always thought my sister was a kind mother and you were a strict father. Today I realized that you are the one with the best temper and personality in the family. Brother-in-law, you just don't like to talk, which makes people think you have a bad personality."