Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

The green bamboo shoots are green and tender, delicate and delicate. With the sound of the knife, they are cut into thin and thick slices. With a "swish", they are shoveled with a knife and piled neatly on the plate.

There was the sound of a key opening the door, and Jiang Xiuying kept slashing the knife: "It's only a little after ten o'clock, and Lao Yu is back already?"

Sister Qin was choosing vegetables and turned around to glance: "It seems like someone is talking. Could it be Huiyin and Teacher Li?"

"Probably not... Li Ding'an has to pick up my daughter first. After picking her up, he will definitely have to buy some things. It would be good to be back before twelve o'clock..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened. Yu Huiyin poked his head playfully and pushed open the security door.

Li Ding'an stood at the door holding two bags.

"Ah..." Sister Qin whispered, "Mr. Jiang, is it really Teacher Li?"

"So early?"

Jiang Xiuying turned around subconsciously and blinked again: "When I watched the video before the New Year, Li Ding'an looked as old as forty."

When Lao Yu came back from the hospital last month, he also said that he looked like a charred head due to the sun. He had been raised for less than two months, but he was already white, tender, clean, and delicate?

Seeing the shy smile on his face, Jiang Xiuying twitched the corners of her mouth uncontrollably, pulled up her apron and wiped her hands: "Come in quickly, sit down first!"

Taking a closer look, he was actually wearing an apron, and the knife in his hand was still shining with a cold light.

It's not that Yu Huiyin looks older, but Li Ding'an's temperament and performance: standing timidly outside the door with a confused smile on his face, he really looks like a newly graduated college student.

Looking back carefully, more than five years have passed since the last time I saw her. It feels like time has not left many traces on her face.

"Thank you, aunt!"

In the kitchen, half-cut bamboo shoots were piled on the chopping board and neatly arranged on the plate.

Those well-informed researchers and librarians in the National Museum of China who are in their forties or fifties are all docile and obedient to you. Why are you pretending to be so naive?
Li Ding'an also took a look at the opening when he entered.

Suddenly, a contradictory and weird feeling arose: Yu Huiyin's mother can actually cook?
Li Ding'an raised his waist again: "Hello Aunt Jiang, hello Sister Qin!"

"It's quite good..." As soon as he sat down, Li Ding'an stood up again, as if he was very frightened: "Thank you Aunt Jiang for your concern!"

"Auntie, tell me!"

For a moment, Jiang Xiuying was stunned, and then she sneered secretly: Little Chi, are you pretending to be similar?

That year, Jiang Xiuying was so angry with him that she was almost hospitalized...

He is also tall, half a head taller than Yu Huiyin. Although he is thin, he does not look thin. He wears simple clothes, just ordinary short-sleeves and jeans. Under the light, the hair on his face still reflected light.

Li Ding'an froze: "Eighteen!"

In another comparison, Huiyin looks like her elder sister.

Jiang Xiuying thought for a while: "Li Ding'an!"

Jiang Xiuying was wearing simple sportswear, her hair was tied into a ponytail casually, hanging on her left shoulder. Her face is still pretty, her facial features are still delicate, and she has a vaguely lazy and glamorous temperament.

"Looking good, seems to be recovering well!"

"How old were you five years ago!"

"That's right. When you were eighteen years old, your psychological quality was so good that your class teacher, department head, dean, and principal couldn't control you even if they slapped the table next to each other?"

Coupled with a modest and decent smile, a youthful, sunny and energetic atmosphere hits your face.

Li Ding'an smiled and said, "Auntie, I was ignorant at that time!"

"I want to be angry, but I can still let you in? That's not what I'm talking about, but I want to tell you: the past has passed, and now is now. So when you come home, don't be polite, and don't be disrespectful... I Don’t eat people?”

Li Ding'an didn't react for a moment, but Yu Huiyin chuckled.

"You just know how to laugh, how silly... Why don't you go make some tea?"

After glaring at Yu Huiyin, she looked at Li Ding'an again, "You were here last time, and Sichengdu said you were very familiar...so, from now on, just treat this place as your own home, relax!"

Seeing Li Ding'an's confused nod, she smiled and walked to the kitchen again, "I'm going to cook. You talk to Huiyin first."

"Auntie, I'll help too!"

Jiang Xiuying waved her hand: "There will be many opportunities in the future, but this time it will definitely not work!"

Li Ding'an was stunned again.

Yu Huiyin smiled again and took the cup and tea leaves.

"Auntie, has it always been like this?"

He wanted to say, "It's always been fun," but it didn't feel right.

"of course."

Yu Huiyin nodded vigorously, but murmured in his heart: It also depends on who is right.

If she didn't catch her mother's eyes, she wouldn't even be able to give her a look. That's why she was so worried before...

"You sit down for a while first!" Yu Huiyin handed him the tea cup, "I'll let mom see the gift!"

"OK?"

"Nothing bad!"

She rummaged through the bag and took out two boxes. At the same time, the sound of "tuk-tuk-tuk" sounded again in the kitchen.

Neat and rhythmic, like a drum beat.

Li Ding'an took a look and was shocked again: Just by looking at Jiang Xiuying's chopping movements, she knew that she often cooks and is not very skilled...

Yu Huiyin raised his eyebrows at him and entered the kitchen with the box.

"Mom, Sister Qin, this is a gift from Li Ding'an to you!"

"You're going to tear it down when the guests are still there?"

"Hey, are you a guest again? Did you just tell him not to be polite and treat him as if he were at home?"

"I asked him to be polite, but I didn't say I didn't want you to be polite!"

Cursing, Jiang Xiuying still stopped.

What I gave to Sister Qin was a beautiful silk scarf.

What was given to Jiang Xiuying was a necklace.

But it’s really ugly. As soon as Yu Huiyin took out the box, Sister Qin’s eyes widened:
Each section is a fish-shaped bead connected to a round bead. About thirty or forty sections are woven into a string. It looks like gold, but it is not very shiny. It seems to be covered with a layer of dust. You can wipe it with your fingers. , but cannot be wiped off.

The decorations are weird and weird. Each bead has a "swastika" printed on it. There is no shape or beauty at all. I can just find a store selling jewelry for primary school students near the school and spend two yuan to buy a plastic one. Prettier than this.

If it hadn't been so heavy and she knew it was gold, Sister Qin would have thought that Li Ding'an and Yu Huiyin picked it up from some ditch or trash can when they passed by.

Jiang Xiuying also opened her eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she still praised her: "She's so beautiful!"

The sound is quite loud.

Yu Huiyin curled his lips: "Sigh..."

"What are you complaining about? You are already very beautiful?"

"You are my mother..."

"So what if I'm your mother?"

"Then you put it on?"

Jiang Xiuying shook her head: "You told me to be polite?"

It was impossible to wear it. Anyway, she had decided to put it on the bottom of the box later...

"Haha...Mom, if you don't look in the mirror, there will be words written in your eyes: The left side is so ugly, the right side is so ugly!"

"Are you ugly?"

Pointing at it with a slender finger, Yu Huiyin hid for a moment: "It's indeed ugly, but don't just give it away casually: this was worn by the princess, and it was a gift from the emperor!"

"What?"

"In the 23rd year of Daoguang reign, Prince Yizhi of Rui (cousin of Daoguang and father of Zaiyi) got married. The emperor gave him a yellow mandarin jacket, and Jia En walked in front of him... Queen Tong Jia gave Yizhi a golden bead of 'more than ten thousand years' in Jin Dynasty." The necklace...that’s it!”

Royal gift... princess?
Now it’s better, I don’t dare to bring it with me even if I want to, so I really can only keep it at the bottom of the box?

Jiang Xiuying was stunned: "Where did it come from?"

"Last spring, Li Ding'an brought it from XJ!"

Last year, XJ?

She looked at the phoenix hairpin on Yu Huiyin's head again: "Where's this?"

"This is the wedding gift of Zaiyi's eldest daughter, given by the Empress Dowager Cixi... Isn't it beautiful?" Yu Huiyin tilted his head, "Including yours, it is the same. It has been passed down in an orderly manner and has never been buried... It's a rare thing! "

Jiang Xiuying's hand shook: "You really dare to ask for it?"

Although she knew little about antiques, she at least knew that some things could not be bought with just a small amount of money.

"Li Ding'an gave it to me, why don't I dare to ask for it?" Yu Huiyin confidently stretched out his hand again, "Do you want it or not? Don't give it to me!"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Xiuying slapped it away, "Why shouldn't I?"

You have to ask for it, but the question is, how do you return the gift after it’s over?

We have to discuss it with Yu Sicheng...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was movement outside: Yu Sicheng entered the door carrying his briefcase.

"Come so early?"

After greeting each other familiarly, he sniffed again, "What good stuff did you bring? It smells so good?"

Immediately, Yu Sicheng saw two bags on the ground: ordinary paper boxes, each containing two porcelain altars.

With just one glance, he knew what it was: at least it was Wuliangye that had been sealed for more than thirty years. It had just been sealed with mud, so it was so fragrant.

Yu Sicheng nodded and looked at Li Ding'an again: "Take four jars at a time...can you do that?"

Li Dingan's eyes widened: This is a gift for you. When did you ever say I wanted to drink it? (End of this chapter)