A treasure-appraisal maniac

At noon, Yao Meier and Zheng Wenjuan prepared two large tables of authentic Sichuan cuisine. Before the banquet started, at Lu Fei's strong request, Yao Meier pardoned Xia Kai and came back for lunch.

Not seeing each other for more than a year, Xia Kai ignored his left arm that was in plaster and rushed up to give Lu Fei a big bear hug.

Holding his childhood sweetheart and best brother in his arms, Lu Fei was filled with emotions.

A year ago, Xia Kai was as strong as an ox and weighed at least 150 pounds.

After only a year of not seeing each other, this guy is already too thin to look good. This has absolutely nothing to do with Yao Meier's care.

Lu Fei patted Xia Kai's shoulder and asked with concern.

"Has Yaomei'er bullied you this year? If she goes too far, I'll help you deal with her."

When this topic was mentioned, Xia Kai looked around instinctively. When he saw Yao Meier's meaningful eyes, Xia Kai trembled with fear.

"Hehe, Brother Fei, you are overthinking it. Yaomei'er is so kind to me for things that don't happen!"

"Haha, it's better not to have it, it's better not to have it."

Lu Fei glanced at his sister and felt quite sympathetic to Xia Kai.

He knew his sister very well. Lu Fei had always thought that Yao Meier would become an older leftover. Fortunately, now his good brother Xia Kai was willing to take over. This meant that the wealth would not go to outsiders.

As for the grievances Xia Kai suffered from Yao Meier, he had no choice but to make up for it slowly in the future.

Everyone has arrived, the young people at the table and the older people at the table. After taking their seats, the meal starts immediately.

In China, Sichuan cuisine is always the most delicious dish. Its unique spicy and delicious flavor makes more than half of the people in China unable to stop eating.

In particular, Lu Fei's favorite stewed silver carp with kimchi won a lot of praise.

The only one who couldn't stop yelling was the little naughty dog ​​Di Ruilong. He took a bite of the fish and burst into tears. Everyone's stomach hurt from laughing.

There was no other way, so Zheng Wenjuan had no choice but to cook a few light dishes for the little milk dog.

old

At the table, due to Xue Taihe's special status, the old guys seemed a little reserved, and the atmosphere was rather depressed.

The table of young people here was so lively. After three rounds of drinking, there was no one around, they were all buddies. In less than an hour, the five bottles of liquor were all gone.

At this moment, Kong Jiaqi suddenly remembered something and went back to the house to take out the Kangxi blue and white dragon-pattern vase that the little nanny bought at the auction for 14 million.

"You stinking bastard, in front of everyone, tell me what is so special about this dragon-patterned vase. Are you willing to spend 14 million on it?"

When this topic was mentioned, the old guys at the table also pricked up their ears.

At that time, people didn't understand Lu Fei's approach. As we all know, Baoshao Fei has always been unprofitable and unwilling to do anything early.

At last night's auction, this product was bought at a price that was much higher than the dragon-marked bottle. If there was nothing fishy about it, no one among the veterans would believe it.

Lu Fei took a sip of wine, lit a cigarette and said.

"The dragon was the symbol of the emperor in ancient times, and it was also the supreme totem."

"In the sixty-one years of Emperor Kangxi's reign, he ordered a dragon-patterned vase to be fired every ten years. A total of six were made, but this one is different."

"Speaking of which, there is an interesting story."

"Emperor Kangxi ascended the throne at a young age, and his martial arts and martial arts skills are difficult to convince the public."

"The most arrogant ones at that time were the three Han vassal kings, Geng Jingzhong, Shang Kexi and Wu Sangui."

"The three vassals were on one side, and each had their own troops, and they were even more confident about Emperor Kangxi."

"In the twelfth year of Kangxi, Emperor Kangxi transferred Nanping King Shang Kexi to Beijing to report on his duties. He issued three transfer orders in a row. However, this old thief openly resisted the order on the grounds of being ill. This gave Emperor Kangxi the idea of ​​withdrawing from the vassal."

"Unexpectedly, the loyal ministers in the court were afraid of the strength of the San Francisco vassals, and no one supported the withdrawal of the vassals. This gave Emperor Kangxi a headache."

"Later, Emperor Kangxi found one of his foreign teachers, Nan Huairen, and told him about the idea of ​​withdrawing from the feudal vassal."

"Nan Huairen did not express his position at that time, but asked Emperor Kangxi to draw a dragon himself."

"Even though Emperor Kangxi was puzzled, he still complied."

"Emperor Kangxi created the painting on the spot, and the four-clawed green dragon he drew is extremely powerful and majestic. Especially, there is a spot in the middle of the forehead of the dragon head that is not stained with ink, forming a long and narrow vertical line, which seems to be an eye of the flying dragon. It seems to be able to Look at everything in the world with disdain."

"When Nan Huairen saw this three-eyed blue dragon, he knelt down in shock and shouted long live, and told Emperor Kangxi that the withdrawal of the feudal vassal would be successful."

"Emperor Kangxi was overjoyed when he heard this, and he tried his best to plan the withdrawal of the feudal vassal against all opinions, and finally won the victory after eight years."

"The two four-clawed green dragons on this dragon-patterned vase are the prototypes of Emperor Kangxi's paintings. It is a unique and peerless treasure and is of inestimable value."

While Lu Fei was speaking just now, the veterans from Bianliang City gathered around him. As soon as Lu Fei finished speaking, Gao Henian immediately took out his magnifying glass to verify on the spot.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw it. There was really a vertical line on Qinglong's forehead. Its shape, position and proportion looked like an upright eye. The shocked veterans all looked at Lu Fei in disbelief.

Kong Jiaqi took out the photos of the other two dragon-patterned bottles on Baidu's old blog on her mobile phone and compared them carefully. The two dragon-patterned bottles indeed did not have the vertical pattern.

After confirmation, Kong Jiaqi had to admire Lu Fei's vision.

Soon after the meal, everyone dispersed.

Meng Xianguo returned to Bianliang alone to arrange his own business, and returned five days later to help Lu Fei run the Jubao Pavilion.

Gao Henian and a few other old guys stayed at Lu Fei's house to find a random house.

Stay here and wait for Lu Fei's father to be buried before returning to Bianliang.

Liang Guanxing's grandfather and grandson stayed at Lu Fei's house. During this period, Lu Fei planned to pass on the skills and acupuncture techniques of Gui Men Shen Shen Acupuncture to his cheap old apprentice.

Xiao Nai Gou and Wang Xinlei returned to the Qingcheng Mountain Villa. One of the few mansions here belonged to the Wang family.

After parking the car in front of his house, taking out the car keys and throwing them to a mysterious man in a suit, Wang Xinlei strode into the house and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Sister, open the door, I'm here to see you."

"Dong dong dong!"

"Sister, open the door quickly, I know you are inside."

Unfortunately, Wang Xinlei smashed it several times, but there was no reaction at all in the room.

After confirming with the nanny that the elder sister was in the room, Wang Xinlei continued to knock on the door.

"Sister, Wang Xinyi, I came all the way from Shanghai to accompany you, and you didn't even open the door for me. Do you still have any conscience?"

"Wang Xinyi, can you open it or not? Don't regret it if you don't open it, okay?"

Wang Xinlei quietly raised his middle finger towards the door, then said with a smirk.

"Wang Xinyi, let me tell you, I can see Lu Fei, the Lu Fei that Sister Chen Xiang said."

"Hey, hey, if you don't open the door, I'm leaving!"

"Squeak!"

Wang Xinlei's words really worked. The door suddenly opened, and a black-gloved hand came out of the dark room. He grabbed Wang Xinlei's ear and pulled Young Master Wang in.

As the door closed, Wang Xinlei seemed to have entered another world.

Four or five layers of dark-colored curtains completely blocked the room. The sun was blazing outside, but the room was dark inside.

A tall figure wearing a black robe and a black mask left Wang Xinlei aside and sat on the sofa without saying a word. The scene was as weird as it was weird.