Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

On the bookshelf, there is a bronze octagonal palace lantern. This palace lantern is quite exquisite in craftsmanship, in good condition, and its color is at least [-]% new. Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, it is said that this kind of palace lantern has never been seen in bronze wares. An antique connoisseur once commented that if you want to evaluate the price of this bronze octagonal palace lantern, there are only four words - priceless.

Yes, this is a priceless treasure, and this thing was given to him by the doctor to play with.

On the other side of the bookshelf, there is an Eight Immortals table. The table is made of old sandalwood. It has been polished and polished over the years. The edge of the table is wrapped in gold, and it is inlaid with the Ruyi jade pendant of suet white jade.

Feng Tang didn't know how much this table was worth, but he knew that a string of beads from Old Sandalwood now cost several thousand yuan.

There is a pure gold gourd ladle on the table. This gourd ladle is the same size as a real gourd and is surrounded by vines and flowers. It is said that it was Cixi's favorite.

Above the table of the Eight Immortals, there is a picture hanging, which is Tang Bohu's original work - a picture of a lady.

Of course, if it was just an ordinary picture of Tang Bohu's lady, the doctor probably would not have liked it. This picture of a maid is "Begonia Spring Sleeping Picture".

When Feng Tang saw such a picture back then, he was taken aback. He originally thought that "The Picture of Begonia Sleeping in Spring" in "A Dream of Red Mansions" was written by Mr. Cao, but he didn't expect that there were pictures in this world.

At the beginning, Dodo helped him hang this picture in the living room, saying that it could be shown off for a while, but few people came here, and the same thing happened for showing off.

Feng Tang wasn't worried at all, if the picture had been hung for a long time, would it be eroded by wind, water, or dirt, anyway, it was just a painting, and to him, it just looked better.

In fact, he doesn't like this kind of painting. He even thinks that this kind of thing is far less beautiful than Western realistic oil paintings. As for the paintings of Van Gogh and Picasso, forget it, he doesn't like it either. OK

For these things, Feng Tang didn't like them very much. He always felt that these things should be quietly stored in a museum or in an ancient tomb underground instead of being placed in his home. He felt depressed just looking at them.

He kept a good home, making it look like an ancient tomb, without any modern things.

The fat man also said that if he wanted to make the crystal chandelier into a vintage one, his whole body would be cold just thinking about it. If he woke up in the middle of the night one day, would he wonder if he had already slept in the coffin?

Once he didn't doubt that the doctor provided him with supplies, when his small yard was doing well, the doctor once deliberately got him an ancient Greek stone statue for decoration, but he refused...

"Little Tang!" The doctor shouted in frustration, "There is really no future in opening a clinic. Of course, if you want to open one, I can ask you."

"I also know that opening a clinic has no future..." Feng Tang shook his head and said, "I'm just so useless."

The doctor is really helpless, what exactly does he want.

"Dad, you are so powerful, why did you turn me into a waste?" Feng Tang looked at the doctor, really didn't know what to say, stood up immediately, walked back and forth in the room several times, and then said, "Could it be I can only be a useless waste? You said, I am so old, theoretically, shouldn’t I give you money to spend? Instead of me being the second generation ancestor and letting you support me?"