Master Qianlong's Personally Written Invitation Box
Xu Damao raised his hand and was about to hit Lou Xiao'e, but fortunately, he was stopped by the security guards.
"Xu Damao, mind your attitude. I haven't finished speaking! Although you didn't do anything after drinking, your behavior of hitting your wife is very problematic. You can't deny this. Just now, you even wanted to hit your wife in front of us.”
"Humph! Xu Damao, although you were wrongly accused this time, you clearly felt guilty in the courtyard previously. This means that you have done similar things before, or you want to do such things!”
After Lou Xiao'e finished speaking, she left the security office in a huff.
Xu Damao also wanted to leave, but he was stopped by the security guards.
"Xu Damao, I see that you have no remorse for your first wife. We will detain you for a night and let you reflect on yourself. Do you have any objections?”
"No, no!"
Xu Damao was not convinced, but he did not dare to say that he had any objections.
If he offended the people from the Street Security Department, they would only need to go to the rolling mill and casually say something, and his job as a projectionist at the rolling mill might be lost.
After He Fan got off work early from the rolling mill, he did not return to the courtyard house. Instead, he bought some vegetables and carried two bottles of wine. He asked around all the way to No. 137, Rouge Alley.
Rouge Alley 137. The raggedy Marquis was carrying a burlap sack as he walked out of the courtyard. The first thing he saw was He Fan.
"Yo, you found me so quickly!”
He Fan raised the dish in his hand.”
"Why did you buy so many vegetables? I don't know how to cook!”
"I will!"
"Then what are you talking about? Please come in!”
He Fan followed the raggedy marquis into his room. First, they went to the main room, where there were many antiques.
The system notifications kept ringing.
There was a card box with Qianlong's signature inside. It had a good collection value!
A porcelain vase from the Qing Dynasty. It was slightly damaged, but it still had a certain collection value.
It was a high-quality Qing Dynasty mahogany chair with a good collection value.
……
He Fan swept his gaze around the house. He knew that this was not the entire fortune of the raggedy marquis.
The better ones were hidden away by the raggedy duke, such as the extremely precious Ge Yao Eight Directional Cup.
Moreover, the system had sent out a round of notifications, but there was actually not a single counterfeit. This was enough to show the strength of the raggedy duke in identifying antiques.
"How is it? Do you recognize these things?”
"These are all treasures left behind by our ancestors, right?" He Fan smiled.”
He Fan did not explain.
The raggedy duke was surprised. He originally thought that He Fan didn't understand these things, but he didn't expect He Fan to be a kindred spirit.
"So you want to be friends with me because of this?”
"You're wrong. I have other motives for wanting to be friends with you."”
The raggedy duke was speechless." Tell me, what's your other motive?"”
"I'll make a few dishes with wine first. We'll talk while drinking. What do you think?”
"Alright!"
An hour later.
The raggedy Marquis looked at the four dishes and soup on the table and sniffed.
"The color and fragrance are all top-notch, so the taste shouldn't be too bad. I didn't expect you to look so young. Not only do you know antiques, but you're also so accomplished in cooking.”
"I'm good at cooking, but when it comes to antiques, you're still the senior. Come, let me toast you first.”
He Fan raised his wine glass.
"Why call me senior? Everyone calls me trash marquis. If you give me face, you can call me trash marquis too.”
"Then, as a junior, let me toast to you, Marquis of Trash.”
Actually, He Fan had wanted to call her that for a long time.
The raggedy marquis raised his wine cup and gently touched the cup in He Fan's hand. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
"The wine is not bad. Let me try the dishes."
After the raggedy marquis tasted every dish, he gave He Fan a thumbs up.
"I really have nothing to say about your cooking skills. I was lucky enough to eat the dishes cooked by the imperial chef before, but they weren't as good as yours.”
The raggedy marquis was the prince's grandson, so it was not unusual for him to have eaten the food cooked by the imperial chef.
After He Fan and the raggedy marquis drank a bottle of wine, they put down their wine glasses.
"Rubbish Marquis, since we've had enough wine, I'll get straight to the point.”
"I'm all ears!"
"I want to do business with you!"
"Business? Are you crazy? This is not allowed!”
"I'm not talking about the present, but the future.”
The raggedy marquis didn't know how to react. Did He Fan know about the future?
"Is that all?"
"Of course, I like your treasures. If you want to sell them one day, don't sell them to others.”
"Hahaha, you brat, you said that you would do business with me in the future. In my opinion, you want my treasures.”
He Fan didn't refute. He really wanted to wait until after the reform and opening up, then look for the raggedy marquis to do business together.
Firstly, it was because the Marquis of Trash had a decent amount of capital, and secondly, he could trust the Marquis of Trash.
Although the Marquis of Trash and the Third Master Yan Bugui were the same actor, the Marquis of Trash was completely different from the Yan Bugui who was so calculative about his own son.
Not only was the raggedy duke trustworthy, he was also a loyal person.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have broken the precious cup in front of Master Guan's faked death.
Of course.
These treasures of the raggedy Marquis were all genuine antiques.
He Fan didn't believe that he didn't want it.
"In order to repay you for your meal last time, I'll show you a treasure.”
The raggedy Marquis let He Fan sit down first. He took out the box with Qianlong's signature.
"Since you know about antiques, as long as you can tell me the origin of this thing, I'll give it to you.”
He Fan took the invitation box from the raggedy marquis and examined it carefully.
He found that it was indeed as described in Zhengyang Gate.
" Oh, I forgot that you can't read. Look, there are words in here. I'll read them to you. Love of the Chrysanthemum…"
"I'm sorry, Marquis of Trash. I lied to you last time. I can actually read.”
"Ah! Since you can read and know antiques, you should know how precious the books I gave you when you treated me to dinner last time were. Why didn't you want them?”
"Duke of Trash, if I had accepted your books, would you still have told me your address?”
The raggedy marquis shook his head.
"I couldn't tell that you were so scheming. Hahaha!”
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