Chapter 166

But seeing Gu Qingyao's serious selection, even holding a flashlight, suddenly felt different, watching Gu Qingyao eagerly, always felt that the ones picked by her were the most valuable.

Suddenly felt a loss, distressed!

Gu Qingyao is very happy!

Because I discovered that Du Guobang actually didn’t understand Chen Jin’s treatment of antiques, and didn’t care about it. Obviously he had chosen the jewels and jade, and he kept the good things for himself. Some of the rest. Mixed with some good ones and then selected for her.

But these antiques are different. This guy can mix so well in the city. There are so many good things in these antiques!

She picked out two Qing dynasty enamel vases. The painted one is called Ambilight. Enamel is synonymous with exquisiteness and complexity. It's so beautiful!

There are also two incense burners from the early Qing Dynasty, which are also very well preserved.

Among the porcelain, the most surprising thing was that she encountered another Yuan blue and white flower, but this time it was not a big plate, but a small vase, which was also very precious.

These things were obtained from the hands of some big landlords or capitalist collectors. Those people who left behind must be precious things, so there are too many treasures in it.

Then there is a perfect purple clay pot and three snuff bottles.

In terms of calligraphy and painting, there are just as many babies. Gu Qingyao picked out a horse of Master Xu and a shrimp of Master Qi. This thing does not need to be explained. Everyone knows its preciousness. Gu Qingyao squinted her eyes.

Mo Beihan squinted and watched Gu Qingyao pick it up, his eyes full of pampering couldn't hide it, Du Guobang, who was next to him, looked painful.

Finally, I picked two freehand paintings from the Song Dynasty, two famous calligraphy, one crazy grass and one running script.

This kind of things, in this era, are all taken back in waste collection stations to support national construction, crushing and reproduction, or they are taken back by some people to paste walls.

Don't doubt, there are people in this era who can take all these calligraphy and paintings back to the wall for a few cents from the waste station.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyao felt a pity in her heart, so she picked four more landscape pictures and gave up!

She took out all the things here and selected them one by one. Du Guobang looked uncomfortably tight, and always felt that the things taken by this girl were all valuable, and the rest were fakes.

The boy who was going to cook dumplings had been here for a while, but Du Guobang was not in the mood to taste dumplings. This time, seeing Gu Qingyao finally stopped, he was relieved.

The boy only cooked two dumplings, one with chives and eggs, one with cabbage and pork, and then a few wontons.

Du Guobang tasted it, and his eyes lit up, my God! This is the best dumpling he has ever eaten!

This seasoning, this oily water, is simply too much!

It’s really good to sell this way. Think about the decentralized old people. You just give him flour, chives and eggs, and he doesn’t have the seasoning to make so delicious. Now they’re wrapped up, just right!

Such dumplings and wontons finally made Du Guobang's painful heart much better.

Gu Qingyao smiled and brought the things over, "That's it, I like them all!"

She took out a few cloth bags from her shoulder bag and wrapped them carefully. These are all treasures!

Grandpa must like it very much!

The bag with dumplings and wontons was taken out and handed to Du Guobang. They still carried the bag, put these treasures in carefully and covered them with cloth. Mo Beihan carried one on his back and one in his hand, saying goodbye to Du Guobang.