Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 110

Manager Yang smiled and said, "Xiao Kun, you don't plan to pick a few, why, the things I have here can't catch your eyes?"

"Manager Yang, look at what you said, we are still in the same family, and we can't write a word Yang with two strokes, so I'll just say it, it's almost meaningless for you to write about the objects in the hall.

Do you have that kind of treasure at the bottom of the box? Don't hide it, take it out and let me open my eyes. "

Yang Yukun put down his teacup, turned up the teapot and poured himself another cup of tea.

This tea is really good.

It tastes better than the one he bought himself.

Manager Yang said that the objects here cannot be seen by him, so he was really right.

These objects in the hall really mean nothing to him.

Although he and Han Chunming are both collecting, they have different collecting concepts.

Han Chunming wished he could buy back all the old things he saw.

However, he only collects high-end boutiques or those that are close to him, and his focus is mainly on porcelain and modern paintings.

There are a lot of porcelain placed in this hall, but he really doesn't have much eye for it.

"I don't have any treasures at the bottom of the box. These treasures are not my personal ones, they are public ones. How dare I hide them."

The bottom of the box baby.

Of course there are.

As a master of ancient ceramics appraisal, how can we not collect some ancient ceramics.

In his hands, there are really some amazing ancient porcelains.

These items belong to his private collection, so it is naturally impossible to put them up for sale in the shop.

Yang Yukun smiled.

He didn't believe that Manager Yang didn't have the treasure at the bottom of the box, so he must be reluctant to take it out.

"By the way, Xiaokun, we both have the surname Yang, which branch do you belong to?"

"My ancestral home is Yangsanjia Village, Jingchu Province."

"It wouldn't be so coincidental would it?"

"Manager Yang, don't tell me that you are also from Yangsanjia Village. Your acting skills are good. I almost got my last name. Your acting skills can be used in movies."

"I really came from Yangsanjia Village. My great-grandfather came to the Imperial Capital from Yangsanjia Village to seek a living, and then settled in the Imperial Capital."

Yang Guangcheng asked casually, but he didn't expect that Yang Yukun really belonged to him. This was indeed beyond his expectation, and it was too coincidental.

"Then our family came out relatively early, and we are already the eighth generation in my generation."

Yang Yukun thought that the other party was joking with him, but it seemed that he was not.

It is true that their family was not a native of the imperial capital, but their ancestral home was in Yangsanjia Village, Jiangcheng City, Jingchu Province.

At that time, his Taizu came out from Yangsanjia Village to seek a living, came to the imperial capital after tossing and turning, and settled down in the imperial capital.

Counting from Taizu, his generation is already the eighth generation, and their family has been passed down for eight generations.

"Rong Wei, restraining righteousness and light, virtuous and virtuous in the world, long hair and auspiciousness, family morality, Huaguo articles, which word do you belong to?"

"just."

"I'll go, really, don't fool me!"

"Why am I fooling you? I have a genealogy. Do you want me to dig out the genealogy and show you?"

"I am the light."

"So, in terms of seniority, you have to call me Uncle. I won't call you Manager Yang anymore, let's call you Xiao Cheng."

When meeting the other party before, to show respect, he always called the other party Manager Yang.

Did not expect ah.

Yang Guangcheng not only has the same surname as Yang, but also his ancestral home is from Yangsanjia Village, Jiangcheng City, Jingchu Province.

What he didn't expect was that Yang Guangcheng, who was more than 30 years older than him, was actually a generation younger than him in terms of seniority.

This is interesting.

In the future, he can change his name and directly call the other party's name, or directly call Yang Guangcheng Xiaocheng.

"Eldest nephew, call Uncle Sheng to listen."

Yang Guangcheng "..." Why did he bring this up when he is free? Now it's all right, there is an extra uncle from the same place with his ancestral home for no reason.

In terms of seniority, he is indeed a junior.

But this uncle, he is really too embarrassed to call it out.

"Okay, Manager Yang, I'm joking, don't make it difficult for you, let's talk about our own business, just like before, I will still call you Manager Yang, and you will still call me Xiaokun."

Seeing Yang Guangcheng's tangled face, Yang Yukun couldn't help laughing.

He and Yang Guangcheng didn't know each other before, but they were the ones they met when they came to Liulichang for a stroll with Han Chunming.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need to hold on to those who are senior or not.

If it were him, if he were asked to call a person whom he had met two or three times to be an elder, he would still be unable to call out.

"That won't work. You are the elder and I am the junior. I will call you Uncle Kun from now on, and you will call me Guangcheng from now on."

Yang Guangcheng is more traditional.

When he was young, his grandfather took him back to Yangsanjia Village to worship his ancestors, so he has a certain sense of belonging to Yangsanjia Village.

If you don't know that Yang Yukun's ancestral home is also Yang Sanjia Village, it doesn't matter how you call him.

Now that he knew that Yang Yukun and their family came from the same place, came from the same branch, and was his elder, if he was called Xiaokun like before, he might be struck by lightning.

Isn't it just calling Uncle Kun, and it won't lose a piece of meat, so he still calls Uncle Kun.

"Uncle Kun."

"Manager Yang, there's no need to do this."

"That won't work, seniority can't be messed up, Uncle Kun, do you have to prepare a meeting gift for me as a nephew?"

"You are a 50-year-old man, how would you like to ask a 16-year-old me for a gift?"

"You are an elder, and I am a junior. Isn't it natural for an elder to give a gift to a junior?"

Yang Guangcheng smiled.

After yelling twice more, I feel that calling a little guy more than 30 years younger than him an uncle is not so embarrassing.

He followed his grandfather back to his hometown in Yangsanjia Village, and called a kid who was younger than Yang Yukun his grandfather.

He knew that Yang Yukun was an excellent student of Poor Hou, and his own level of antique appraisal was also very high, and he was also fond of collecting.

The last time Yang Yukun and Han Chunming came to his place, they bought several pieces of high-quality porcelain from him.

If you can exchange a good greeting gift for a uncle, it's okay to call a few more times.

"If you want to talk about the meeting ceremony, shouldn't the juniors prepare the meeting ceremony for the elders?"

Yang Yukun looked at Yang Guangcheng with a smile.

Suddenly there was a 50-year-old nephew, this surprise came too suddenly.

It would be nice if he didn't ask Yang Guangcheng, a junior, to prepare a meeting gift for him, an elder, but he still wants him to take out a meeting gift, don't even think about it.

Xu Jingping was overjoyed watching from the sidelines, and she never thought that such a fantasy scene would happen when she accompanied Yang Yukun to the Liulichang for a walk today.

Yang Yukun suddenly had a 50-year-old nephew, which means that she also had a 50-year-old nephew.

Han Chunming smiled and said, "Manager Yang, I didn't expect you to be Xiaokun's nephew. Xiaokun and I are buddies. I'm older than him. Come on, call uncle, uncle will buy you candy."

"Go, go, go...you think about it, right?"

Yang Guangcheng gave Han Chunming a blank look. The kid actually dared to tease him.

He called Yang Yukun an uncle because they all came from Yangsanjia Village, Jiangcheng City, Jingchu Province, and they were from the same branch handed down by the same ancestor.

This guy Han Chunming just wanted to take advantage of the 50-year-old man.

Young, restless and kind.

(End of this chapter)