Chapter 55 Who is the child's father?
Su Youling was exasperated. How did it become "we"? Are all young people these days so overly familiar?
"Here it comes!" At that moment, Wei Ning walked over carrying seven or eight bottles and jars. "These are all the things you wanted. What do you want to do with them? Verify their authenticity on the spot?"
Su Youling mixed the liquids in the bottle together in the correct proportions. A faint, mixed sour smell filled the air, leaving everyone confused. However, Lao Hong's expression changed.
Does this bottle contain Mr. Ai's secret recipe for testing pottery?
impossible!
That old man is long dead!
This recipe has been lost for a long time!
Su Youling sniffed the air and found the smell was about right. She picked up the teapot, held it up to the bright light, and then slowly dripped the mixed liquid from the bottle onto the joint.
As the liquid seeped in, the seemingly smooth and flawless teapot gradually developed a light muddy color.
Laymen might not be able to tell anything, but there were plenty of experts present who recognized that the pot was clearly made of freshly fired clay.
“This… Old Hong, the piece of antique painted pottery that kid brought the day before yesterday was indeed antique painted pottery. I saw it with my own eyes and even helped you check the goods.” The owner of the antique shop next door looked incredulous. “This teapot was clearly made of new clay and fired no more than four hours ago.”
"What? Old Hong really made a fake to fool the foreigners? In our line of work, the worst thing is to steal from someone you're in charge of. How could Old Hong, who has been so wise all his life, be so foolish?"
"Could this little girl be behind this? What did she just use? How come the painted pottery dissolved as soon as she poured it on? I've never seen a method for verifying the authenticity of antiques like this before. Could there be something wrong with the liquid?"
Some people supported Lao Hong, some doubted him, and some were skeptical and distrustful of Su Youling. Opinions varied, but it was no longer a one-sided belief in Lao Hong.
"Impossible, this is impossible... How could you possibly know how to make this prescription?" Old Hong had long since stopped hearing the voices outside. Suddenly, he grabbed Su Youling's hand roughly, his eyes glazed over. "Who told you to make this prescription?"
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Su Youling's eyes flashed. This prescription was passed down to her by the old man. Judging from Lao Hong's reaction, it seemed unusual. Could it be that the old man's background was really not simple?
“I can tell that Mr. Hong’s legs aren’t very strong, and it’s beyond his current physical capabilities to replicate such a realistic piece of painted pottery in such a short time. Perhaps his subordinates have become greedy.” Su Youling gave Mr. Hong some leeway. “I hope Mr. Hong can help find out the truth and return the genuine artifact to this person…”
Seeing Su Youling looking over, Lance's dazed and admiring gaze turned shy. "My name is Lance."
Old Hong snapped out of his daze, looked at the gossiping neighbors, took the teapot, and sighed deeply. "I really did repair that painted pottery, but I never expected this to be a fake. Don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth and give Mr. Lance an explanation."
Old Hong dismissed the skeptical onlookers and invited the three of them to the shop alone. He silently maneuvered the wheelchair to the back room for a while, and soon returned with an exquisite teapot in a silk and brocade box.
It looks exactly like the previous fake; it's hard to tell the difference when they're placed side by side.
"So, it was you all along!" Lance exclaimed, clutching the real teapot. "You're deceiving your customers! I..."
“Go ahead and sue me, do you think I’m afraid of a foreign bastard like you? I’ve lived most of my life, and I’ve always been dedicated to using all sorts of methods to recover lost antiques and national treasures from overseas… I never thought I’d be defeated by a nameless little girl.” Old Hong stared intently at Su Youling. “Who is your master? Where is he from? Take me to meet him.”
Su Youling shook her head. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my master was just an obscure old man in the village. He suddenly disappeared a few years ago, and I've never seen him again."
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"Disappeared... How could they have disappeared?" Boss Hong was distraught and suddenly flew into a rage, kicking all three of them out.
Lance was so angry he jumped up and down. "This old man did something wrong and still dares to be so arrogant!"
“Since it’s confirmed to be a fake, let’s call the police.” Su Youling pulled him back, preventing the young man from rushing in. “This Mr. Hong is highly respected on this street. If we make a scene, we won’t come out unscathed.”
“You’re right, I was just too angry.” Lance became nervous and shy when he saw Su Youling’s thoughtful look. “I still don’t know your name? Thank you so much today. Otherwise, my grandfather wouldn’t have been able to survive without this teapot and would have been unable to eat or drink.”
"Su Youling." Su Youling withdrew her gaze from the shop and looked Lance up and down, making the big boy blush.
"Su Youling, what a beautiful name. I like you very much, and thank you so much. Could I have your phone number? I'll definitely repay you someday." Lance had already begun planning to pursue this beautiful and kind-hearted Eastern girl, and his smile grew even more genuine.
"Let's not postpone it, let's do it today." Su Youling went straight to the point, "Is your grandfather a doctor?"
Lance paused for a moment, "You... want to find my grandfather? Is Miss Su sick? No wonder you don't look well."
“It’s not me, it’s my mother. She’s very ill and wants to have surgery as soon as possible.” Su Youling bowed and said sincerely, “If possible, please take me to see him.”
“No problem. You’ve done us such a big favor, my grandfather will agree to whatever you say.” Lance invited the two into his car.
The boy's eyes burned with intense desire as he looked at Su Youling the whole way, which terrified Wei Ning. He kicked the boy out of the driver's seat to prevent the three of them from getting into a car accident because of his infatuation.
Su Youling isn't blind, how could she not see his pure affection?
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She sighed helplessly, and seeing that it was almost time, she took out the medicine and mineral water from her bag and swallowed them together.
Lance asked with concern, "Are you taking medicine? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's nothing, I'm pregnant, and the baby's been a bit fussy," Su Youling said casually.
"puff!"
Wei Ning slammed on the brakes. "You're pregnant?"
At the same time, Lance, looking utterly distraught, asked, "You...you're pregnant?"
He glanced subconsciously at Wei Ning in the driver's seat.
The mournful look in his eyes startled Wei Ning, who quickly waved his hand. "Don't look at me. I'm saving my virginity for my future wife; I absolutely cannot let any other woman defile my pure body!"
"Who is the father of that child? You're pregnant, why did he make you go out alone to find a doctor?" Lance thought that man was too unreliable.
Su Youling said calmly, "We're divorced. The child has nothing to do with him."
Lance's eyes lit up, and he warmly grasped Su Youling's hand. "It's best to divorce an unsuitable man. If the child needs a father, I think I can be one."
"Cough cough..." Su Youling almost choked on the water. She quickly pulled her hand away and looked at the enthusiastic child with a complicated expression. "I finally got a divorce, why would I be so foolish as to find another man to torment myself?"
Lance looked dejected and wanted to say something, "But..."
Wei Ning saw that Su Youling was eager to get rid of her bad romantic entanglements and couldn't help but chime in, "Brother, divorced women are like heartless dead wood. Men are just useless dung to them, worthless. Besides, you're not even a man. You should go back to your studies."
Lance retorted, "I'm 23 years old, graduated and working! Who says I'm not a man? Want to go to the bathroom and have a contest?"
Wei Ning and Su Youling "..."
You little brat! So childish!
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