"Wow, Grandma Tang, did you make this little tiger? It's so cute!" Ningning looked at one of them curiously and couldn't let it go.
Doudou likes the snow-white little rabbit. He touched it and it felt cool. The porcelain was milky white and looked very clear. It was obvious that it was fired in a high-quality kiln.
"Yes, this is for you."
Tang Yaping smiled at the three children and lovingly led them into the back of the small courtyard where rows of porcelain were placed. "There are still some here. You can pick some and take them away."
"Thank you, Grandpa and grandma." Chen Bao spoke obediently and politely.
Doudou also imitated him and said cutely, "Thank you~"
Wen Song went to the kitchen to busy himself. The three little ones looked at the porcelain curiously. Tang Yaping invited Ning Yichu to go into the living room and sit down.
The mahogany carved shelves on the three walls of the living room are filled with various collectibles, but most of them are porcelain or jade. It can be seen that the two elders are very fond of this kind of culture.
"Ms. Ning, thank you for bringing the children here today. We don't have anything special, but these collections are the result of years of hard work. You can take a look and see if there's anything you like. You and the children can pick something out."
Speaking of the collection, a hint of youthful pride emerged between Tang Yaping's eyebrows. She was very confident in her own vision, "I guarantee that the things here are something you won't see outside."
Ning Yichu hadn't expected these two masters to be so approachable. He was amused by Teacher Tang's lively demeanor and smiled. He didn't want to refuse his kindness, "Okay, then I'll take a look."
“Hey!”
Ning Ning, who was standing next to her, saw a jade carving with exquisite workmanship and shape. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she said to Ning Yichu happily, "Mommy! Look at this!"
It was a jade carving the size of a palm. Wen Song happened to come in to get something. When he saw Ning Ning's movements, he couldn't help but smile, "Ning Ning has good taste. This is a jade carving that we bought overseas!"
"We went abroad to attend an exchange meeting and happened to see this in a small handicraft store."
Tang Yaping took over the conversation with a smile and explained to Ning Yichu, "This jade carving looks somewhat Chinese in style, and it's rare to find such exquisite workmanship. Even though it's missing a corner, it's still beautiful. So we bought it and brought it back home."
"Hehe, Mommy." Ningning grinned mischievously, blinking her cunning eyes.
Ningning was about to speak when she heard a noise outside.
"Excuse me, is this the residence of Mr. Wen and Ms. Tang?"
The familiar voice made Ning Yichu's eyes turn cold.
Looking up, I saw Qinglu and Xun Manyin standing in the small courtyard outside the door, looking at me with a curious look on their faces.
The two met eyes, and there was a flash of deep surprise in their eyes.
Obviously, Xun Manyin didn't come to her on purpose.
Ning Yichu pretended not to see it and calmly took the jade carving to play with Ning Ning.
However, she wanted to pretend not to know him, but the person opposite her obviously didn't want to do that. Xun Manyin smiled slightly, walked slowly closer, and spoke.
"Miss Ning, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to come here to visit the two masters and run into you."
Xun Manyin's tone was gentle, as if there had never been any conflict between the two of them.
Tang Yaping was also confused at this time and could only subconsciously look at Ning Yichu, "Ms. Ning, is this your friend?"
"Not really." Ning Yichu smiled, "We just know each other's names."
The three little treasures naturally had no expression when they saw Xun Manyin. Chenbao brought Doudou and lowered their heads to study the porcelain. Ningning's cunning eyes turned around, but she simply pretended not to see it.
"Oh, is that so..."
Now Tang Yaping understood.
Without Ning Yichu's friendship, there is no need to be too polite to the person in front of you.
"Hello, Teacher Tang, I'm Xun Manyin."
Xun Manyin's tone was no longer as arrogant as before. "We are bothering you and Teacher Wen today because we have an ancient porcelain that needs to be repaired."
As soon as she beckoned, Qinglu politely took out some expensive supplements and gifts, and said to Tang Yaping with a smile, "This is a little gift from our eldest lady."
The two men were dressed elegantly, so they must be of noble status.
But Tang Yaping has seen all kinds of storms over the years, and she and Wen Song looked at each other.
Wen Song's eyebrows were indifferent, and he was not moved. He put down what he was doing, wiped his hands, and said, "It seems that the porcelain that Miss Xun wants to repair should be a bit troublesome, right?"
"Teacher Wen is right."
Xun Manyin curled her lips and smiled, and Qinglu beside her very tactfully handed over the heavily wrapped ancient porcelain.
A seven-star glass lantern.
The heavy velvet was lifted, revealing its original beauty.
Even though it is very old, the colors on it are still bright and eye-catching. Although the colored glaze is not as clear as today's craftsmanship, it is as simple and solemn as the color matching of Dunhuang.
The seven-star lantern had damage on all four corners, but the most serious damage was to the porcelain base underneath, which was painted with a green-leaf magnolia, which was very beautiful.
Wen Song's eyes lit up, and Tang Yaping was even more attracted. She couldn't help but step forward to take a closer look.
However, admiration aside, the two old men looked at Xun Manyin carefully. If they rashly took over such a wealthy or noble person and the repair failed, there might be risks and troubles.
"This piece of porcelain is incredibly finely crafted. My wife and I are both elderly, and to be honest, our hands are constantly shaking. We simply can't repair it. Please seek help from someone else!"
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