"What are you eating? Are you still eating? Have you never eaten in your entire life?" After Fang Zongtao went out, he saw Fang Jizong who was eating with great relish, and he became extremely angry.
Fang Jizong was holding a dumpling in one hand, looking confused as he was scolded.
Who did he offend?
He just wanted to have a meal!
"Mom, I've never eaten the dumplings made by my father. They're so delicious. Do you want some?" Fang Jizong handed them over.
Fang Zongtang: Here it comes again. Can the tone of the conversation between these father and son change?
"After this meal, if you don't give me the Red Carp House tomorrow, you will never be able to eat dumplings again in your life!"
Fang Jizong slowly withdrew his hand, muttering to himself, if you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why are you being mean to him again?
She looked at the child stuffing dumplings into his mouth with disgust and couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
Was this punching bag really born by Fang Zongtang?
It’s 100% Song Yi’s fault!
If he is going to be bullied to death in the future, Song Yi will be fully responsible!
She turned around and rushed into the repair room to repair the bronze tripod to calm herself down.
Song Yi came out of the door after a while.
"Eat, eat, eat. Why do you only know how to eat?"
Fang Jizong no longer enjoys eating dumplings.
Why are you saying he's alone? Isn't he just hungry and wants to eat?
If you don’t eat, you’ll just have to starve to death?
Do this couple dislike him so much?
Fang Jizong slowly put down the dumplings in his hand, and the corners of his mouth drooped a little bit.
Song Yi: "Hurry up and pack your things. Your mother asked us to go in~" After he said that, he immediately took out his luggage from the closet and ran into the house.
The corner of Fang Jizong's mouth, which was tilted downward, immediately became distorted.
My father is such a loser!
"Father, what about the bed? There's no place to sleep at night?"
~
She would not go back to the villa halfway up the mountain. As long as the father and son didn't mind the dirtiness and messiness of the place, they could do as they pleased.
Two days passed and Chen Zhen still hadn't returned.
She originally wanted to ask Zhang Xingzu, but changed her mind and gave up.
Soon it was Sunday.
What she put up for auction was a replica of a Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln carved lotus bowl, a replica, or to put it more nicely, a handicraft.
According to the rules of Laoxingtang, fakes are not sold for real ones. So the starting price of this bowl is 100 yuan. We also agreed with China Guardian Auctions that it is a handicraft, not an antique.
When China Guardian Auctions first heard that it was not an antique, they refused to accept it. Even if it was sent by Song Yi, there was no room for negotiation. China Guardian Auctions is from the United States, not Hong Kong, and they would not give Song Yi face.
But after Song Yi showed them the bowl, China Guardian Auctions immediately changed its mind.
The price of the bowl was also raised to 500 Hong Kong dollars.
This auction is a little special. Anyone who wants to enter must either have an invitation letter or be guaranteed by a wealthy businessman of a certain reputation. Otherwise, even if they have money, they are not allowed to enter.
She went in with Song Yi, and Song Yi was her guarantor. The people from China Guardian Auctions gave her and Song Yi a sign each.
Formby Auction House was not so strict before.
Song Yi explained to her: "All those who came this time are people of status and position who have made contributions to Hong Kong."
She looked around and saw several faces that often appeared on TV, and she immediately understood.
Keep some people safe.
She understands!
Not long after we found a seat and sat down, the auction began.
The first lot to be auctioned is a large Qing Dynasty Qianlong famille rose dragon-patterned vase, with a starting price of HK$500,000.
After the bidding process began, a few foreigners couldn't hold back and started raising their placards first!
Song Yi moved his seat closer to her.
"Atang, do you want it?"
She shook her head.
"Wait and see!"