The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 64 You just have poor eyesight!

Fang Zongtang's disgusted eyes followed Zhang Xingzu to the gate before he looked back.

Zhang Xingzu brought her two large boxes. She had already guessed what they were, but she was still a little surprised when she actually saw them.

The first box contains blue and white dishes from the Qianlong folk kiln, a pair of small double-happiness peach blossom jars from the Qianlong folk kiln, and peony vase from the Qianlong folk kiln.Kangxi official kiln blue and white porcelain dragon pattern rim plate, Kangxi official kiln doucai bowl, Yongzheng green pink and yellow dragon pattern bile vase.

The second box contains a red-glazed plum vase from the Kangxi Lang Kiln of the Qing Dynasty, a white porcelain from the Yue Kiln of the Tang Dynasty, a lotus cup made of celadon from the Tang Dynasty, and a tricolor horse from the Tang Dynasty.In addition to these large items, there are two brush washers stuffed in the corner, one is a white jade auspicious beast from Jiajing of the Qing Dynasty, and the other is a cowpea red from the Northern Song Dynasty.

These are treasures, in her eyes, they are much better than diamonds!

She hurriedly moved them one by one to a shaded place, carefully laid them out one by one, and looked at them slowly.

Just halfway through, Song Yi came out of the room, and he took over the rest of the work.

"It's so rare, Fatty still remembers that I like these things?" She looked at the things and said with emotion.

After finishing the last one, Song Yi said, "If he doesn't remember, he has no conscience."

Fang Zongtang laughed, turned his head and said calmly to Song Yi, "Go get a hammer!"

Song Yi glanced at her thoughtfully and went to get the hammer.

Zhang Xingzu came back with Song Yi.

Fang Zongtang asked amusedly, "Have you cried enough?"

Zhang Xingzu smiled embarrassingly, shrank his hands and feet and did not speak.

She raised her chin towards Song Yi: "Give him the hammer."

Zhang Xingzu was taken aback when he was suddenly stuffed with a hammer.

"Brother Zongtang, can't you?" In the past, only when he didn't see the fake, Brother Zongtang would let him hit it with a hammer, saying that it would help him remember it better.

Could he have bought fakes again?

Fang Zongtang held his hands, his tone was relaxed, his eyes were smiling, but his tone was unquestionable: "Tang Sancai Horse."

Zhang Xingzu's fat hand holding the hammer shook. Without saying a word, he rushed in front of the tricolor horse and smashed it hard.

The crackling sound made the bodyguards and servants all look over.

Fang Zongtang's expression did not change: "Red glazed plum vase."

Zhang Xingzu turned around and started smashing the plum vase again.

"Yue kiln white porcelain, lotus lamp, dragon pattern plate, Doucai bowl, green, pink and yellow." She said one by one.

Zhang Xingzu was so smashed that he wanted to shed tears again. It was not because he was distressed, but because he was angry.

Fang Zongtang said speechlessly: "Except for the Qingmin kiln and two brush washers, the others are all fake. It's barely half and half. If you calculate it according to the value, you've already ruined your entire family right now."

After Zhang Xingzu finished smashing, he still felt the sound of crackling and smashing things in his ears.

Brains buzzing.

"Brother Zongtang, I really didn't mean to give you fake things~"

Fang Zongtang raised his hand to interrupt: "I know, you just have bad eyesight!"

Song Yi raised the corners of his mouth while listening.

Zhang Xingzu opened his mouth, carefully savoring the meaning of this sentence.

"Brother Zongtang, you don't need to comfort me!"

Fang Zongtang squinted and looked at him with the corners of his mouth twitching: I really didn't mean that, how do you understand?
(End of this chapter)