There is a marriage in sixty

Chapter 396 Rising

Momo looked at Wei Wei's sprint speed of [-] meters, Momo said, "."

Momo didn't want to go and see it, but An An ran over. There were a lot of people there, so the whole family had no choice but to follow.

Xiang Hua was bargaining with the stall owner, and he was bargaining in full swing. He was followed by Wu Xiaodie, who was completely taken over and was looking at Xiang Hua lovingly.

Xiang Hua may have a lot of scruples, he didn't bring anyone else here, he came by himself.

Momo was surprised and asked Zhuang Chaoyang in a low voice: "Xiang Hua will do the appraisal?"

Zhuang Chaoyang frowned, "I know a lot, I learned it from Xiang Xudong."

Momo is confused again, who is Xiang Hua?Are you reborn?Or what!
Xiang Hua was interested in a blue and white porcelain vase. Momo didn't understand this thing. Seeing Xiang Hua's blushing face and thick neck, she guessed that this thing was quite valuable.

Wei Wei had sneaked over, squatted next to the bottle, looked at it, and put his hands on it, with a look of obsession on his face, as if he was holding a beauty in his arms.

Momo felt that not all the gossip she heard in her previous life was false. At least this was true. The richest man liked antiques the most, and then his wife.

Finally, Wei Wei frowned, put down the bottle, walked back into the crowd, turned around and left.

Momo had an idea in her mind, and she trusted Wei Wei's judgment more. It seemed that Xiang Hua hadn't mastered it yet!

This bottle is quite expensive. The asking price is one thousand. In this era, the price of an antique worth one thousand is high.

Momo had no interest in watching anymore and took An An out.

I happened to see Wei Wei squatting in a stall that had just been set up, holding a blue and white porcelain vase without letting go. When he saw Momo, he stopped negotiating the price, paid 50 yuan directly, and ran away with Zhao Feng.

Momo was confused, why did he run away when he saw her?
Zhuang Chaoyang looked at his wife's confused look, and the smile gradually widened at the corner of his mouth.

Momo glanced at the street and saw that Xiang Hua had already bought a bottle and was holding it carefully!
Momo glanced in the direction of the richest man again, and laughed. What's yours is yours, and what's not yours is not yours, no matter how hard you try.

In her previous life, she had heard that the richest man had a blue and white porcelain. Many people wanted to buy it, but they didn't sell it. They said they bought it. Momo remembered it when she saw Wei Wei bought it.

Xiang Hua came here for this, but the result was not his, and it was useless for Xiang Hua to come.

People should be down-to-earth, opportunistic, and misguided by their cleverness.

Momo and the others went home and went straight to Zhuang Chaolu. Zhuang Chaolu took the two things An An bought, eyes grew in his palms, and took out a magnifying glass to look at them.

Zhuang Chaolu put down the seal, carefully picked up the fan, put on gloves, and looked at the sun. He looked at it for a long time before putting it down.

Zhuang Chaolu said with a smile: "An An is very lucky. It's all true."

An An jumped up happily, "Auntie, is this all true?"

Zhuang Chaolu said: "They are all real. They are not worth much, but they also have a certain collection value. If they are collected for 30 years, they can be sold for 1 yuan."

The ten thousand Zhuang Chaolu said is ten thousand now. In 30 years, it should be sold for seven or eight hundred thousand, which is already good.

An An suddenly discovered that her aunt's knowledge was better than that of Grandpa Xiang, and chased Zhuang Chaolu to ask.

Zhuang Chaolu was also happy to teach An An how to appraise antiques, but the dealer's craftsmanship was passed down from generation to generation. The previous dealer had a pawn shop, and the genuine items in his hands now were accumulated bit by bit.

An An went home satisfied and pestered her mother, "Mom, my aunt said that there are some books about antiques. Let's go buy them next week. I want to know about them first."

Momo responded, "Okay, mom will take you there next week."

An An likes antiques and medicine, and has many hobbies.

Momo looked at Songren, who was imitating the villain's calligraphy and painting, and fell silent. Songren seemed to have nothing to love except fighting.

Zhuang Chaoyang went to install a small cabinet for An An's collection. Momo called Song Ren, "Son, you see that my brother likes antiques as a hobby. Do you have any hobbies?" Song Ren put down the little book and said, "Of course!"

Momo was curious, "What is so love!"

Song Ren held up the little book and said, "Learning martial arts, Mom, isn't this a cool hobby?"

Momo didn't feel cool at all, she just wanted to cry. She took out the little book in Songren's hand and said, "Don't think about martial arts, it's all a lie."

Songren followed the little book with his eyes, "If martial arts doesn't count, mom, I like to play."

Momo was silent for a while, "Besides playing, is there anything else?"

Songren spread his hands and said, "No more!"

An An raised her hand, "Mom, my brother also has hobbies. He likes to eat."

Momo, "."

Songren didn't think there was anything wrong with his hobby at all, "Little brat, you don't understand, eating is the foundation of human beings."

Momo burst into laughter, Song Ren, this kid, even dragged Wen Yan Wen.

Momo checked the time and carried the vegetable basket to the grocery store. In the grocery store, she could see the old farmer's basket selling eggs.

Momo came late, and the baskets of the old farmers were all empty.

Momo could only go to the grocery store and buy some meat and tofu.

I made wontons in the evening, and I ate all the two big basins of wontons.

Momo was lying on the bed at night, watching Zhuang Chaoyang rummaging for things. Momo suddenly remembered the gift she wanted to give Zhuang Chaoyang and jumped out of bed, "What are you looking for?"

Zhuang Chaoyang looked at Momo's nervous look and said, "Comrade Momo, I saw the gift yesterday. I looked for our account book. Let's go, and there are still gifts that haven't been returned!"

Momo felt bored. She wanted to give gifts to Zhuang Chaoyang when he left, but the result was great. People had already seen it.

Momo took out the account book from the bottom drawer, "Here it is!"

Zhuang Chaoyang sat at the table, took out a pen and drew, "I just remembered the last time I received a call from Tie Zhu!"

When Zhuang Chaoyang mentioned the iron pillar, Momo thought of Zhao Damei. The last time she went back, Zhao Damei hadn't given birth yet, so Momo left a gift in advance. The baby should be born now, but unfortunately she won't be able to see it for a while.

Zhuang Chaoyang calculated it and said, "Daughter-in-law, we still have thirty gifts to pay back. I plan to remit it to Qingbai. When it's polite, let him help us do it."

Momo said: "Okay, you have a rest tomorrow, go and pay the bills and write down the list."

Zhuang Chaoyang nodded, "Okay."

Momo said: "The money given as gifts in the past two years has been higher than in previous years. Should we remit more money back?"

Zhuang Chaoyang was not responsible for the gift. He really didn't pay attention. "The price of the gift has increased?"

Momo nodded, "Yeah, it's gone up. It used to be a normal one dollar, but now it's two dollars, it's doubled. I think we'd better remit more!"

Zhuang Chaoyang nodded, "Then it's up to you. I'll send more back tomorrow."

Momo waited for Zhuang Chaoyang to finish copying, then took out the watch box, "It's time for your watch to be retired. This is a gift for you."

When Momo was choosing, she deliberately picked one that was similar to the one she was wearing. Zhuang Chaoyang put it on and Momo stretched out her arms. The two watches matched quite well.

(End of this chapter)