"Since you all prepared gifts, how could I be empty-handed?"

Asked on the weekend.

"oh?"

Yang Wei smiled and said, "Where are you preparing a gift?"

"As soon as I entered the private room, I carried it with me. Didn't you see it?"

The painting was placed on the table over the weekend.

"Is this "Sketching of Rare Birds" by Emperor Huizong of Song?"

As soon as Yang Wei opened the painting, his expression changed slightly, but then he said again.

"The packaging is so simple, the paper is so rough, and the painting is so clumsy."

"On the weekend, you bought it at a street stall for dozens of dollars?"

"Even if you want to buy it on a street stall, at least you can buy a slightly unknown painting. How many people can imitate the "Zhichuan Moving Picture" by Song Huizong?"

Yang Wei was already very sure that this painting was bought at a street stall on the weekend.

"On the weekend, you are so indifferent that you actually bought a painting on the street stall to honor your elders..." He Kun said sarcastically.

"If it were before, you were just a pauper, that would be fine, but now, you are a billionaire after all, and you are still so shabby?"

"This time Viagra gave a 20-year-old wild ginseng, worth 100,000 yuan. I gave a pair of blue and white porcelain vases from the Qing Dynasty. Although it cannot be compared with Viagra's wild ginseng, it is at least worth tens of thousands."

"What do you mean when you take a worthless broken painting?"

As soon as He Kun said this, Zheng Qiongjiu's beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at Yang Wei beside him, feeling grateful. At the same time, he was particularly sure that his previous choice was correct.

This time, Yang Wei only attended the banquet as his classmate, and even gave his father a precious wild ginseng plant... Moreover, Zheng Qiongjiu believed that between Yang Wei and the weekend, his parents would definitely choose Yang Wei's.

"Yes, this is indeed a worthless broken painting, but why do I think Yang Wei's 20-year-old ginseng is so similar to Zhiluofu?"

He spoke slowly on the weekend, saying.

"As for your blue and white porcelain vase, if it was from the Qing Dynasty, why is the body and glaze junction around the glaze peeling so tightly, it doesn't seem to be formed naturally at all?"

"On weekends, you can't bear to give it away, so don't talk nonsense."

Yang Wei scolded angrily.

"Okay, weekends are just a waste, what does he know?"

He Kun sneered.

"What are you talking about?"

While several people were arguing, Zheng Yulou and his wife pushed the door open and entered.

The one who spoke was Zheng Qiongjiu's father, Zheng Yulou.

"Dad, mom..." Zheng Qiongjiu saw her parents coming, quickly stood up and introduced her. When introducing Yang Wei, she even looked at Yang Wei twice.

Zheng Yulou and his wife's eyes were from time to time between Yang Wei, He Kun and the three of them on weekends.

When they saw that Yang Wei and He Kun were not as good as Yang Wei and He Kun on the weekend, they couldn't help but feel disliked about the weekend.

"Don't stand, sit down."

Liu Yupei greeted.

"Uncle Zheng, today is your fiftieth birthday. Viagra and I are honored to be invited to attend your birthday party. We have prepared a small gift to express our feelings."

After a group of people sat down, He Kun said.

"However, I only brought a broken painting on the weekend. Viagra and I criticized him a few words. Unexpectedly, he not only did not repent, but instead mocked the gifts we brought were fake."

As soon as He Kun said this, Zheng Yulou and his wife, who were a little disliked about the weekend, became even more disliked about the weekend.

"How can you say such things to your guests on weekends? Why don't you apologize to Yang Wei and He Kun quickly?"

Liu Yupei was even more outspoken and scolded.

"Aunt Liu."

He shouted calmly on the weekend, "Is my painting a broken painting? Is the gift of the two of them a fake? I think it should be clear at a glance with your experience?"

"I was right on the weekend. Uncle Zheng and Aunt Liu, you have a keen eye for your eyes, but you must see who is arrogant and is the best."

When Yang Wei saw that he had been talking to this point on weekends, he quickly struck while the iron was hot and said.

Yang Wei didn't believe that the painting "Sketching of Rare Birds" I gave on the weekend was real. Let's not talk about it for now. It's already half a cent away from the weekend and it's impossible to give such a valuable painting to Zheng Qiongjiu's father on the weekend as a birthday gift.

Besides, even if it is possible, the problem is that the real "Sketching Rare Bird Picture" is priceless. Even if I won a lot of money in the gambling city last weekend, it is probably impossible to buy "Sketching Rare Bird Picture"?

Therefore, Yang Wei concluded that the painting on the weekend must be a fake painting.

"Yes, Uncle Zheng and Aunt Liu, you are well-informed, so just identify it on the spot, right?"

He Kun said.

"This..." Zheng Yulou hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

Yang Wei and He Kun quickly handed the gifts on them.

I pushed my painting forward on the weekend.

Zheng Yulou looked at the ginseng given by Yang Wei, then looked at the vase given by He Kun, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Such a look fell into Yang Wei and He Kun's eyes, but they couldn't help but feel a little shocked in their hearts.

Although Yang Wei said that this wild ginseng plant is a wild ginseng that has been around for twenty years, it is also hailed as a 100,000 yuan.

But in fact, whether it is the 20-year-old wild ginseng and is worth 100,000 yuan, Yang Wei felt unsure.

Because he bought this wild ginseng plant from an old farmer for 100 yuan at the entrance of the park.

As for He Kun's pair of blue and white porcelain vases, he didn't spend tens of thousands of yuan, but only a few dozen yuan. He bought it on Taobao. Although the seller promised that it was a Qing Dynasty vase and would pay ten if he faked it, He Kun actually didn't know what to do.

"This ginseng is indeed wild ginseng, for at least twenty years."

Zheng Yulou said.

"As for this pair of blue and white porcelain vases, which are exquisitely crafted and old, and the glaze is naturally formed, they are indeed rare authentic Jingdezhen products."

"Yang Wei, He Kun, you have troubled you."

"However, you are all Jiuer's friends. I just take this opportunity to invite everyone to have a meal and express my gratitude. As for the gift, Uncle Zheng cannot accept it no matter what. You should take it back."

Zheng Yulou said, pushing the wild ginseng and the pair of blue and white porcelain vases to Yang Wei and He Kun respectively.

Zheng Yulou did not expose Yang Wei and He Kun on the spot, but it really made the two of them feel relieved.

"Uncle Zheng."

Yang Wei said quickly.

"This is just a little bit of our wish. If you refuse to accept it, how can we be embarrassed to sit down and have a meal?"

“Isn’t it?

Uncle Zheng, this is just a little bit of our wish."

He Kun said.

"So that's the case, okay."
Chapter completed!