Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Liu chubby said with a smile: "yes, the old uncle and aunt have returned home in good clothes!"

The old lady waved her hand, "where, where!"

With that, the old lady pointed to Liu Jiajun and said, "what's wrong with the old man?"

Liu Jiajun waved his hand and covered his chest. After a good half sound, he hummed out a sentence, "angry!"

The old lady changed her face and looked at Yang Bo.

Without waiting for her to open her mouth, Yang Bo said, "Auntie, what do you think of uncle's collection of these things?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, "if he likes it, let him collect it!"

"Uncle must have spent a lot of money on his collection. What do you think of his collection?" Yang Bo asked again.

"If he likes it, let him collect it!" The old lady still said that.

Yang Bo pointed to the chicken bowl cup on the tea table. "I'm an appraiser. If you believe in the character of a fat man, I'll tell you the truth. This chicken bowl cup is a fake."

The old lady was stunned, "fake? How is that possible? Our old man has studied for so many years. How can it be fake? "

"Nonsense! You're trying to get my chicken bowl. You don't mean it Liu Jiajun also retorted.

Yang Bo frowned. "Uncle, have you really studied it for many years? Have you ever seen a real chicken bowl? Do you know that the color of the real Chenghua cockpit cup is thick but not gorgeous, the real Chenghua models have a layer of cloud, bubbles like beads, and the blue and white color of the characters are dark, do you know all these? "

Yang Bo sees that Liu Jiajun's state is not right, because he can feel that the other party seems to be in a state of bewilderment. If he doesn't wake up, he may buy more fakes in the future, so he gives up the euphemistic strategy he discussed before!

Liu Jiajun stares at the chicken jar cup and is silent.

The old lady turned her head and looked at Liu Jiajun, "old man, you tell him that you are right!"

Liu Jiajun's eyes were fixed on the chicken bowl, but he still did not speak.

Liu Pang stepped forward and shook it gently. Liu Jiajun fell down with a soft body.

Yang Bo was startled, and the old lady even exclaimed. In a hurry, the old lady took out the medicine for heart disease from her pocket and let Liu Jiajun eat it. She called the emergency number again.

After a while, Liu Jiajun wakes up and sees Yang Bo. He shakes his head and doesn't speak.

Liu Jiajun was sent to the hospital and sat outside the emergency room. Yang Bo was a little nervous. He didn't expect that Liu Jiajun would be so weak. He turned to look at Liu fat man and said, "am I too radical?"

Liu pangzi shook his head. "It's OK. We also wanted to make a mistake. If we could really make him change it, he would not like to change it if he looked at the final situation."

Yang Bo shook his head and sighed.

The old lady sat on one side and heard the two people talking. She couldn't help looking at Liu Pang. "Fat Dun, although I haven't seen each other for so many years, I believe you. Can you tell your aunt, are those things fake?"

Liu pangzi hesitated. He tried to coax the other party. He didn't care about it. He could go back home.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a young man of about thirty came up and said, "what's the matter, grandma?"

The old lady took her grandson's hand and wept, "it's OK. We have relatives from home. Your grandfather is happy to see them. He has a heart attack, but it's not a big problem."

The old lady's explanation made Yang Bo feel good for him. He had intended to let go, but now he had to stay.

The young man looked at Yang Bo and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry. My grandfather has been homesick for the past two years and his business is too busy. He has not had time to take the two old people back. I'm really sorry that you met this matter when you came here."

"Don't say that. I'm very happy to see my uncle. It's my surprise."

With that, Liu pointed to the boy, "are you Xiaoyong? I haven't seen you for so many years. It's so high! "

The young man laughed, and Liu looked at the old lady, "where's his father?"

The old lady shook her head and did not explain. She turned to the topic and said, "don't talk about these things. Don't be polite. By the way, Xiaoyong, you can take out those antiques collected by your grandfather and identify them to see if they are true or false?"

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, and then said, "well, I'll go tomorrow."

"I want a real appraisal result. Didn't you identify several paintings before? Did you falsify the identification results of those paintings? " Asked the old lady suddenly.

Liu Yong was stunned, waved his hand and said, "grandma, what are you talking about? Can I do that? "

The old lady pointed to Yang Bo and cheated him: "these two are not only relatives of our family, but also famous experts of Cultural Relics Identification in China."

Liu Yong was confused. He didn't respond. He nodded and said in a low voice, "it's not easy for him to collect things. It's OK to let him collect some things. It doesn't matter much to let him collect some things."The old lady may have expected this situation, but it is still difficult to accept. After half a ring, she said, "in other words, hundreds of thousands of white flowers have been spent?"

Liu Yong lowered his head, "grandma, the flowers have been spent, and will always earn back."

The old lady was stunned. "But that's his lifetime savings. When did you know that? Why didn't you stop him?"

"Last year, since then, he has been very few shopping, because my grandfather left his hometown and didn't have many hobbies. I didn't say that he was bored." Liu Yong explained.

The old lady sat down, looked up at Liu Pang, hesitated and asked, "can those all be returned?"

"Those who have invoices should be OK. Those who don't have invoices may be bought outside. They should be sold at a discount." Liu explained.

The old lady nodded. "Forget it. You'd better ask him back."

Yang Bo didn't open his mouth because he could probably understand the meaning of the money to the family.

Approaching evening, Liu Jiajun finally wakes up. He looks at Liu Yong and sighs.

Liu duoyong, there is always a solution

"I meant to leave them for you." Liu Jiajun has a sad face.

Liu Jiajun himself probably understood it and said to him, "nephew, this is uncle. Please help me to deal with these things. I hope I can recover some losses."

Liu pangzi couldn't refuse. He looked at Yang Bo apologetically, which was his nod. "Uncle, I'll take care of this matter. We'll sort it out tonight."

Liu Jiajun shook his head, "no hurry, no hurry."

"Old man, you are not in a hurry, but people are anxious to return home. Which young man has no career?" The old lady scolded.

Liu's embarrassed smile did not open his mouth.

Liu Jiajun reaction over, "well, Xiaoyong with the past, can always help you do some coolie."