Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire

Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said,"Okay!"

"I like young people like you who are low-key but talented. You really suit my taste!"

"Come come come!"

"Mr. Lin, please follow me to the study. I have prepared some rare antiques to test your eyesight. Let's discuss the treasure appraisal skills and learn from each other."

"Uncle Zhou, you are a treasure appraiser. You are flattering me by saying that you are discussing treasure appraisal skills with me. I hope you can give me more advice."

Lin Lang followed Zhou Zhongdang's footsteps and moved to Zhou Zhongdang's exclusive study on the first floor of Zhou's villa.

Zhou Mengyao followed him and followed behind her father and Lin Lang. She wanted to go to her father Zhou Zhongdang's study together, but her mother Zhuang Jingxue quietly pulled her back.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Zhuang Jingxue whispered,"Mengyao, your father has never appreciated the younger generation who is engaged in the antique appraisal industry so much. It seems that he has the idea of taking Lin Lang as his apprentice."

"My dad finally found a favorite disciple and accepted Lin Lang as his apprentice. Isn't it a good thing that the Treasure Pavilion has a successor?"

Zhuang Jingxue sighed and replied with a hint of worry:"Mengyao, don't think that your mother can't see your little thoughts. When you were in high school, you had a crush on Lin Lang, the school hunk who sat next to you."

"Now that Lin Lang has become rich and handsome, he has become gentle and elegant, handsome and talented. I am afraid that your affection for Lin Lang, which has been dormant for many years, will be rekindled, right?"

Zhou Mengyao blushed and replied,"Mom, I know you have read my high school diary. I secretly liked Lin Lang back then, but that was the throbbing of a girl's first love."

"What's the point of you mentioning the old story of your daughter's spring love now?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied bluntly:"Although Lin Lang's dark eyes are very clear, when I look directly at him, I can see that he is a man with deep ambitions."

"If this person follows the right path, his future will be bright and promising."

"But if Lin Lang goes astray and embarks on a crooked path, then with this man's scheming and emotional intelligence, your father accepted him as his disciple. If you fall in love with this kid again and insist on marrying him, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Zhou Mengyao frowned slightly after hearing this, and said weakly:"Mom, you are not afraid that our Zhou family, the family business and family property accumulated by generations, will be eaten up by Lin Lang, right?"

In traditional concepts, only sons can pass on to future generations, so a family without a son is called"extinct."

What Zhou Mengyao said here is the act of occupying or dividing the property of a family without a son, because Zhou Mengyao is the only daughter of the Zhou family.

Zhuang Jingxue nodded solemnly, and sighed:"My daughter, you are too kind, without any scheming and scheming, so naturally you can't understand the pros and cons."

"If your father really accepts Lin Lang as his apprentice, it would be no problem for him to teach him the skills of treasure appraisal. It would also be no problem for Lin Lang to borrow our Zhou family's social connections in the sea."

"I'm afraid that you and Lin Lang will fall in love with each other over time, but he doesn't really love you. Instead, he marries you, a silly girl, in order to get our Zhou family's huge fortune. By then, won't our Zhou family's billions of wealth be lost and our surname changed to Lin?!"

Zhou Mengyao laughed and said,"Mom, Lin Lang and I haven't even started dating yet! Aren't you thinking too far ahead?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied,"Your mother is the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law of the third generation of the famous Zhou family in Haihai. What kind of world has your mother not seen?"

"Your mother is still the vice president of Zhongshan Hospital affiliated to Fudan University in Shanghai. I have seen countless people and have a unique vision, but I don’t have the ability to judge people and things. Could I have married into a famous family and won your father’s favor?"

Zhou Mengyao smiled and said,"Mom, I finally heard it!"

"You are not an ordinary person. You deliberately married into the famous Zhou family. After giving birth to me, you took control of my father. So you use a mean heart to judge others and guard against Lin Lang from following your example, cheating people of their money and sex and eating up the whole family, right?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Jingxue glared angrily and said in a low and fierce voice:"How can you talk like that, you dead girl?"

"Back then, your father was surrounded by so many beautiful women, all of whom tried their best to marry into the famous Zhou family. If your mother didn't have some beauty and means, could you have been born into a wealthy family with a silver spoon in your mouth?"

"You haven't even gotten along with Lin Lang yet, but you're already turning your elbow outward. I think you still have feelings for Lin Lang, and your mother's worries are not unnecessary."

Zhou Mengyao smiled and took her mother Zhuang Jingxue's arm, and replied coquettishly:"Mom! Okay! Okay! I know, isn't it enough?"

"I should be more careful and be on guard against Lin Lang's attempts to cheat me of my money and my body!"

"This is the first time that Lin Lang has come to visit us, and my father is hosting a family dinner and actively inviting Lin Lang to our home for dinner, but you are so wary and on guard against him. This is a bit of an exaggeration and too paranoid."

Zhuang Jingxue looked at her daughter Zhou Mengyao lovingly and said,"Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others."

"What mom is doing is preparing for a rainy day. If things develop to the point where they are irreversible, won’t it be too late?"

"Your high school deskmate, Lin Lang, is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Now mom can only pray secretly that Lin Lang can keep positive thoughts, walk the right path, do the right things, cultivate himself slowly, be willing to endure hardships, work hard, know how to cherish, be grateful, and be a decent and kind person, so that he can get the right results and have a bright future!"

"Mom, my dad hasn't accepted Lin Lang as his apprentice yet! As the master's wife, you're already worrying about him?"

"You silly girl, mom is worried about you, okay?"

"Originally you were running a motorcycle racing club, and you always personally participated in various racing competitions. Mom was already worried enough, and now I have to worry about your love life. Having a daughter is really a worry!"

Zhou Mengyao smiled sweetly and coquettishly,"Okay, Mom!"

"Daughter, I am not a child anymore. I know how to protect myself. I know you are doing this for my own good, okay?"

Zhuang Jingxue sighed and shook her head and replied,"Okay, okay!"

"Mom, I won't nag you anymore, okay?"

"Walk!"

"Let's go to your father's study and see if Lin Lang can identify rare antiques and pass the test your father has carefully prepared for him."

""Okay!"

Zhou Mengyao smiled and tenderly took her mother Zhuang Jingxue's arm. The mother and daughter walked into the study on the first floor of Zhou's villa.

Zhou Zhongdang took out a small pottery jar with a lotus leaf cover. It looked like a fist-sized, gray color, and very natural patina. It was an ancient folk object.

"Mr. Lin, please take a look at this small pottery jar in my collection. What is so special about it?" Zhou Zhongdang asked Lin Lang the first difficult question. Zhou

Mengyao stood quietly by the side with her mother Zhuang Jingxue, blinking her beautiful big eyes and looking at the calm and confident Lin Lang.

"Then I'm sorry to show you my poor performance. If I'm wrong, please let Uncle Zhou correct me."

Lin Lang looked at the treasure appraisal entry prompt barrage through the virtual system light screen in front of him, raised his hand and picked up the small pottery jar with a lotus leaf lid on the table, opened the lid, and poured the seven black ancient lotus seeds inside onto the table.

"My dear nephew, there is no need to be too modest. We are just communicating and learning from each other." Zhou Zhongdang said politely.

Lin Lang looked at the small gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover and explained:"This gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover is a new type of ceramic created in the Song Dynasty. It was popular from the Southern Song Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty and declined in the Ming Dynasty."

"This kind of jar comes in different sizes and is named after its cover which resembles a lotus leaf. It is produced in Longquan, Xicun, Guangdong, Jingdezhen, etc."

"This lotus leaf lid gray pottery jar is small in size, with a lotus stem-shaped lid, wide mouth, sloping shoulders, bulging belly, and gradually narrowing belly. It is glazed inside and outside, and the glaze is rich and smooth like jade. The whole body is smooth and has no patterns."

"Lotus leaf covered jars are important jars in the Song and Yuan dynasties. They come in different sizes, but are all storage containers. Small ones can hold tea leaves, while large ones can hold wine, store water, or store things."

"Obviously, this gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover is used to store lotus seeds."

"What is precious is that these seven lotus seeds from the Song Dynasty, together with the lotus leaf-covered gray pottery jar, have been passed down. They are very precious and have great collection significance and artistic value."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao looked at her father Zhou Zhongdang and asked tentatively:"Dad, is what Lin Lang just said right?"

Zhou Zhongdang replied with great satisfaction:"It's absolutely right!"

"It is not difficult for an expert in treasure appraisal to tell that the gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover is from the Song Dynasty, but Mr. Lin saw that these seven lotus seeds were also passed down from the Song Dynasty. Such eyesight is extraordinary!"

Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but admire:"It seems that old classmate, you are really not simple!"

Lin Lang smiled slightly, gentle and decent, very friendly.

Without exaggeration, even Lin Lang's smile was very measured, as if it was carefully calculated. His just right smile made Zhou Mengyao's heart beat.

After hearing this, Zhuang Jingxue exclaimed:"Husband, the lotus seeds poured from the gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover on the table are really passed down from the Song Dynasty?"