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

Chapter 78 The peacock that does not open its tail, no one is watching!

Found the cuff and hid it inside.

Fortunately, she has thin fingers and the shirt is loose.

Squeeze in, take it out and buckle it.

While turning up the other sleeve, she said, "It's not that it's not ~, the main thing is that it's comfortable for me to wear."

Song Yi: "Then I still need temperament!"

After Fang Zongtang buttoned up the cuffs, he angrily shook off his lower arm.

"Like being a peacock with a tail? What's wrong?"

Song Yi smiled and reached into the bucket to rub the rag.

“No one will look at a peacock that doesn’t open its tail!”

Fang Zongtang wiped the handkerchief with ashes after a few strokes. When he went to the window to shake the handkerchief, he couldn't hear what Song Yi said clearly for a while, so he asked again.

"What did you say?"

Song Yi raised his head and picked up the rag and wrung it out: "I said you have to work quickly, otherwise you won't be able to finish wiping it at night."

She didn't refute this.

"Let's do this, I'll move things down, you wipe the shelf, and I'll put things back." She thought for a while and said.

Song Yi was very cooperative: "Okay."

One of them moved and the other was responsible for cleaning. They didn't talk much, but they cooperated very well.

Clean one house before moving on to another.

Before sunset, the dust on the surface was finally removed.

"The material of your handkerchief is very good. Let's see if there is such a cloth. Bring some back and I will use them to clean the porcelain here." Fang Zongtang said while sitting and resting.

Song Yi is still mopping the floor.

"The cloth line has them. I'll order some tomorrow morning."

She just looked at all the things in the house. Basically, they were all from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, with a few things from the Ming Dynasty.

"How many things here, are there any records?" She thought that Song Yi must have records here.

Song Yi put down the mop, flipped through a few lists and came out.

"Every time I put something in it, I will fill in the list. You have a look." He handed over the list.

There are 55 items in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, 41 items in the Yongzheng period, 250 and 200 items in the Qianlong period, 120 items in the Jiaqing period, 380 items in the Daoguang period, [-] items in the Tongzhi period, and [-] items in the Guangxu period. They are all recorded in the Xuantong and the Republic of China. Together, this one is also the most, [-] and five pieces.

At first glance, there were a lot of these things, but she had just seen them. The really valuable ones were a few vases from the Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong years. The rest were folk crafts. They might be able to fool laymen when they were put on the market. But to her, The eyes are very rough.

Not as good as what she made.

Especially during the heyday of Kangxi and Qianlong, many folk kilns were built, and the things produced were sold out. Antiques are rare and expensive, and if they are abundant, they are worthless.

Put the list away and hand it to Song Yi.

"You're doing a good job, keep it up."

Song Yi laughed and put away the list seriously.

"Go back, you are too tired today, you sweated a lot just now, be careful of headache!"

She still regrets her life.

"Let's go back. When I have free time, I will take my time here."

Song Yi laughed and handed her the key.

"You can come anytime you want!"

After taking the key, she felt happy and immediately asked: "You didn't mortgage this place to the bank, did you?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows to look at her, turned around and walked quickly with the bucket in his hand.

Fang Zongtang didn't feel a headache at first, but when he saw him like this, he felt a little pain.

As expected, it is not something that I collected, and I can grow wings and fly at any time.

"Don't wipe it, when you have time, clean it up yourself!"

Song Yi, who came back, was thinking the same thing.

(End of this chapter)