Domineering baby: I want this daddy

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The dinner was very sumptuous, with six dishes and one soup. Ms. Yan showed off her culinary skills and put in a lot of effort.Shu Kui

The three children were very excited, and before they had time to cheer, Brother Ozawa was reminded by the deepness and scrutiny on Mama Yan's face, so he calmed down and stepped forward to help serve the chopsticks.

"Mommy, do you have something to ask me?" Ozawa's observation skills have always been amazing, and he even said that apart from Nangong Tou, Yan Xiaoyu has never come into contact with someone who is better than him.

"Yes." Without turning the corner, Yan Xiaoyu got straight to the point, "What I'm asking is about the antique carved chair from the Qing Dynasty."

Ozawa paused and remained silent for a few seconds. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head and said sincerely with guilt, "I'm sorry, Mommy, I lied to you."

Xiaoyu didn't expect to get the results of the interrogation so quickly, because the other party was Ozawa's brother. Before making dinner, she thought of no less than five ways to lure, torture or "force" interrogation, but unexpectedly she hadn't asked yet, Ozawa The answer was already presented before his eyes.

"You lied to me about the antique chair?"

"Yes, about the antique chair, I'm hiding something from you, Mommy." [

"What are you hiding?" Yan Xiaoyu untied the apron she was wearing, trying to keep her expression as calm as possible.

"About the authentic antique..." Ozawa paused for a few seconds, then raised his head suddenly, and said the answer that surprised Xiaoyu with a certain expression, "The antique carved chair from the Qing Dynasty, in fact, in this world , not genuine at all.”

"what?"

Surprised by the sentence, the movement of taking off the apron also stopped suddenly, and turned to Ozawa in disbelief, "You said, there is no real product?"

"Yes! That's right. An antique, except for a small part that is privately donated to the country, usually has to go through the experience of being excavated and then sold to the auction. However, this antique chair from the Qing Dynasty was sold at the auction house. It was identified as genuine because its materials and methods meet the age conditions, but it has only been known about the identity and price of the person who changed hands, but not the location and address of its excavation. It is marked as ominous, does Mommy know why?" Xiao Xiao Ze asked, his words calm.

Xiaoyu turned his face away, silently waiting for his answer.

"Because, there is no location or location where this chair was unearthed." Ozawa calmed down, "This chair was created by people."

Xiaoyu opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "You mean that someone's technology has reached the point where the fake is confused with the real, so he used the technology and superb techniques similar to the Qing Dynasty to create This chair also created this antique that has never appeared in the long river of history?"

Ozawa didn't make a sound, and lowered his eyes.

It goes without saying that this is a kind of acquiescence to her guess.

This kind of acquiescence made Xiaoyu feel extremely unbelievable. She shook her head and asked, "Then what about this legendary, so-called Qing Dynasty love object?"

"A gimmick." Ozawa continued, "It takes a lot of hard work and handwork to create a real antique, and it takes several experiments and productions to succeed. Originally, the price of an antique carved chair from the Qing Dynasty would have been driven up even if it was impossible. It has reached tens of millions, but with meaning, it will add a layer of collection value, and it is also a powerful force that can raise the price. This legend, like this chair, was created by the creator, one by one. of!"

After the words fell, Xiaoyu paused, and after this pause, he waited for 3 minutes before returning to his senses——

She opened her mouth, and was about to ask about the fragments of carved chairs in her storage room, when Ozawa said, "The first real antique was indeed stolen, but there is more than this one in this world."

"You mean..." Xiaoyu glanced at him and suddenly understood, "You know the person who created this so-called real antique, otherwise, you wouldn't have a second one, right?" [

"That's right, that's right, Mommy, you are very smart," Ozawa nodded, "Like-true antiques are called like-true because they are not high-quality imitations, they are a new creation, any identification method, Can't see its flaws, treat it as an authentic product of the age, but in fact, it never existed in that era, so it is called quasi-true, and as a quasi-true, the first condition is that it is in this world, It must only exist in one, and must not be flooded, so that its true value can be reflected. Here, it is indeed the second one, but the reason for making the second one is that the first one was accidentally damaged during transportation. In order to destroy it, in order to preserve its value, it was decided to make this second one, but unfortunately, it was smashed by Zhuang Zhuang before it could be placed in the security building..."

"Xiao Ze!" Xiao Yu squatted down suddenly, supported his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Did you participate in this kind of fraud?"

"Mommy, I only provide information and do not participate in the production process. Besides, this is creation, not forgery."

Xiaoyu wakes up, "So, the friend you promised to make a high imitation for me is the creator?"

"That's right." Ozawa nodded, "So I told Mommy you don't have to worry, because the ones made by him are not fakes, they must be genuine!"

"Ozawa!" Even though he was shocked and a little unbelievable, Xiaoyu was still puzzled, "Son, I know you really want to use your erudition and antique knowledge, but...you can't participate in this kind of activity anymore...this is It's against the law..."

"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Ozawa suddenly raised his head, and asked with a serious and well-behaved face, "Then... do you want the antique chair that Mommy ordered?"

"This one……"

Thinking that the days of Wei An's deceased husband Wei Qi are only a few days away, Xiao Yu scratched his head and said with a guilty conscience, "This... because it is useful, so... I still need it for the time being..."

"But Mommy..." Brother Xiaoze blinked his big innocent eyes, "Creation is as illegal as counterfeiting..."

"That...that's different..."

"What's the difference? Why can't I do what Mommy can do?"

"This... this..."

Ms. Yan racked her brains to think of a reason, and finally, after scratching the ear monkey's cheeks, she clapped her hands suddenly, looked at her son, and said calmly, "Because you are still young, Mommy is already eighteen and an adult." ..."

Brother Ozawa immediately blacked out—hey, this kind of reason is really a man, am I a strong mommy?

Ms. Yan is also sweating for her shame - this kind of education will ruin the baby's three views, Officer Yan!

Therefore, in order to make up for his crimes just now and the education mistakes he made, Police Officer Yan added a question, "Zeze, did you get any share for your contribution of knowledge and brain cells? This chair was sold for tens of millions of dollars ah!"

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