girl appraiser

Chapter 892 Tripod (8)

"As long as I think of putting such a tripod on the door of my house, goose bumps all over my body." Feng Tang shook his head and said, "I really don't like antiques."

"Hey, my family runs an antique shop." Duanmu Baolian said in a low voice, dissatisfied, "Little Tang, shall we go to your house tomorrow to see the treasures you have collected?"

"Antiques, or jewelry?" Feng Tang asked curiously.

"I want to see it." Duanmu Baolian was really curious, she really wanted to see that real emerald tomato... There should be no tomatoes in ancient times?Could it be that his jade toy is a modern thing?
"Okay, what do you think after three o'clock tomorrow afternoon?" Feng Tang said.

"Xiao Tang, I want to watch it too." Ximen Mingyue said hastily.

"Didn't you see it yesterday?" Feng Tang asked puzzled, "You ran into my bedroom, didn't you have eyes?"

Ximen Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered in a daze, yesterday he entered the hall and ran to Feng Tang's bedroom, if he remembered correctly, there was indeed a fruit plate on Feng Tang's bedside table, which contained several kinds of fruits ...

But he really didn't pay attention at that time, he thought it was true.

"At that time, Cousin Mingyue only paid attention to your bed." Duanmu Baolian couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

"You put such a treasure on the bedside table?" Ximen Mingyue said, "Aren't you afraid that someone will walk away for you?"

"Except for a savage like you, who has nothing to break into other people's bedrooms?" Feng Tang shook his head and said, "Besides, my things are not so easy to go."

"Master Feng, I'm going to go to your house tonight." Xia Ying sighed, "Your family must have quite a few treasures."

"Go, go!" Feng Tang didn't care at all, anyway, these things can't be sold for money, emeralds and gemstones are really no different from stones, he just looked at them for fun.

"Eat quickly, I want to see the sun bottle." Duanmu Baolian hurriedly changed the topic. She has been to Fengtang several times, but she always sat downstairs. The things downstairs should be mostly modern. Among them is only one Eight Immortals table, which has made Duanmu Baolian envious in various ways.

The top-quality red sandalwood table is surrounded by gold-wrapped corners, and inlaid with auspicious shapes carved from suet white jade, all kinds of magnificence.

As a girl, she was naturally embarrassed to go to the man's bedroom, but thinking about it, many things in Fengtang's bedroom were priceless, which made her extremely curious for a moment.

Everyone stopped drinking and gossiping. After dinner, Xia Ying started to clear the table and wash the pots and bowls, while Ximen Mingyue didn't say anything, just opened a skin she brought, took out a bottle, handed it to them and said: "Look Well, it’s this stuff, I’ve been researching it for two months, but I still haven’t come up with a trick.”

Duanmu Baolian was curious, she leaned over to look at this thing, she had seen photos of this thing, the doctor and the others had photos in their hands, at this moment, it looked like this thing was made of ceramics, the whole bottle was golden yellow like a sunflower, with some black spots on it The spotted pattern, the bottle is made into a person, the head is made into a bottle, and the body is made into a bottle.

This kind of appearance, no matter in ancient times or now, is not uncommon in artistic sculpture or casting, and it is not a rare thing.

"Can this bottle be opened?" Duanmu Baolian asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)