After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 332

[However, that plaque seems to refer to the Li family, right?Isn't Wei Kongqing surnamed Wei? 】

[Upstairs let me give you a science introduction, Jiaojiao's uncle is surnamed Li, and Nuo is the uncle who opened the door. 】

[Unexpectedly, an uncle who looks like an ordinary assistant is actually a hidden local tyrant? 】

Wei Kongqing put down the teacup.

After all, it's a show, so she can't show nothing at all.

【Oh?Jiaojiao wants to show us around in person?Could this be the Book Collection Pavilion in the major novels? 】

[Wow, there are so many books, wait for Nanyan's transcript, the Great Doctor's Bible, these are all ancient books!And those decorations, it's over, the National Museum is about to be overwhelmed. 】

[This, this is actually a private museum, right?Otherwise, why is it such an old thing?That inkstone, that flower vase!Ah Wei is dead, but if there is a leak between my fingers, I will be the next local tyrant. 】

When Xu Qingyang saw this barrage, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked someone to zoom in on the camera.

Although he doesn't know anything about antiques, this does not hinder Xu Qingyang's years of experience in the industry, just like that sentence...

An excellent director is always good at discovering the highlights and buying points of a program in a sentence.

"What is this?" Xu Qingyang asked curiously, pointing at something.

Wei Kongqing tilted his head and followed everyone's gaze: "Oh, chess box."

A chess box made of rosewood?
Xu Qingyang fell silent.

The rest of the staff were also silent.

Is this the legendary inhumanity? !

How precious can the chess pieces in the top-grade red sandalwood box be? !

With a sweep of Wei Kong's blue eyes, he could see the curiosity in everyone's eyes.

She chuckled, and went up to open the chess box: "It's nothing special, it's just something my father used to tease me when I was young."

When Xu Qingyang heard the words, he couldn't help leaning over, and then his expression of disapproval suddenly froze.

Several photographers saw it and immediately moved over.

【No, not a rare gadget?Somebody tell me, what is this all about?Pink and tender, think...]

[Shh, you don’t want to, you can’t afford it, pink crystal go pieces, it really seems like in the historical records, Emperor Yan once specially made them for his precious little princess. 】

[Upstairs, don't break our illusions, but it seems that His Highness Jiaojiao's father really wants to treat her like Princess Haiyue. 】

A small box and a box of chess pieces, the sum of the two is more than the salary offered by the program group.

Xu Qingyang looked away.

He glanced at the quaint study, and suddenly understood why some people in the barrage were so sad.

Wei Kongqing glanced at the barrage on the phone, and took a few books from the bookshelf.

She smiled and said, "Favorite? These are my favorite books."

[It seems that there are historical records about the Yan Kingdom, why does Your Highness Jiaojiao like the Yan Kingdom so much?Could it be because his name is related to Yan country? 】

[Add one upstairs, but I also like it very much, Nanyan Zhengdi, Beiyu Shaojun, and many talented talents who came out at that time, Jiaojiao, who do you like the most? 】

Because of the familiar name, Wei Kongqing couldn't help pinching the book slightly harder.

By turning around and putting the book back on the shelf, she covered up the gloom that flashed in her eyes, and said softly: "Of course it's Emperor Yan."

(End of this chapter)