Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said, "Okay!"

"I like young people like you who are both low-key and talented. You really suit my taste!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Mr. Lin, please follow me to the study. I have prepared some rare antique treasures to test your eyesight. Let's exchange treasure appraisal skills and learn from each other."

"Uncle Zhou, you are a treasure appraiser. You said you want to learn from me about treasure appraisal skills. That's too much praise for me. Please give me more guidance."

Lin Lang followed Zhou Zhongdang's footsteps and moved to the first floor of Zhou's villa, which was Zhou Zhongdang's exclusive study.

Zhou Mengyao went with them, following behind her father and Lin Lang, wanting to go to her father Zhou Zhongdang's study together, but was quietly stopped by her mother Zhuang Jingxue.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Zhuang Jingxue whispered, "Mengyao, your father has never admired the younger generation who is engaged in the antique appraisal industry so much. It seems that he has the idea of ​​taking Lin Lang as his apprentice."

"My father finally found a beloved disciple and accepted Lin Lang as his disciple. Isn't it a good thing that the Treasure Pavilion has a successor?"

Zhuang Jingxue sighed and replied with a hint of worry: "Mengyao, don't think that your mother can't see your little thoughts. When you were in high school, you had a crush on your deskmate, the school hunk Lin Lang."

"Now that Lin Lang has become rich, he has shed his immaturity and become gentle and elegant, handsome, elegant and talented. I'm afraid that your affection for Lin Lang, which has been dormant for many years, will be rekindled, right?"

Zhou Mengyao blushed as she replied, "Mom, I know you've peeked at my high school diary. I did secretly like Lin Lang back then, but that was just the throbbing emotion of a girl's first love."

"What's the point of you bringing up the past events of your daughter's sexual life?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied bluntly: "Although Lin Lang's dark eyes are very clear, when I looked him in the eye, I could see that he was a man with deep ambitions and hidden plans."

"If this person walks the right path, his future will be bright and promising."

“But if Lin Lang goes astray and embarks on a crooked path, then given his scheming and emotional intelligence, your father accepted him as his disciple. If you fall in love with this guy again and insist on marrying him, the consequences will be disastrous!”

Zhou Mengyao frowned slightly after hearing this and said weakly, "Mom, you are not afraid that our Zhou family's family property and assets accumulated by generations will be eaten up by Lin Lang, right?"

In traditional concepts, only sons can carry on the family line, so a family without sons is called a "extinct family."

What Zhou Mengyao meant by "eating up the entire family" here refers to the act of occupying or dividing up the property of a family without a son, because Zhou Mengyao is the only daughter of the Zhou family.

Zhuang Jingxue nodded solemnly and sighed, "My daughter, you are too kind and don't have any scheming or scheming. Naturally, you can't understand the benefits and disadvantages of this."

“If your father really accepts Lin Lang as his apprentice, it wouldn’t be a big deal if he taught him all the skills of treasure appraisal. It would also be no problem for Lin Lang to borrow our Zhou family’s social connections in the sea.”

“I’m afraid that you and Lin Lang will fall in love with each other, but he doesn’t really love you. Instead, he deliberately married you, a silly girl, just to get our Zhou family’s huge fortune. Wouldn’t our Zhou family’s billions of wealth be lost and our surname changed to Lin?!”

Zhou Mengyao laughed after hearing this and said, "Mom, Lin Lang and I haven't even started dating yet! Aren't you thinking too far ahead?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied: "Your mother is from the famous Zhou family of Xiahai, the daughter-in-law of the eldest grandson of the third generation. What kind of world has your mother not seen?"

"Your mother is still the vice president of Zhongshan Hospital affiliated to Fudan University in Shanghai. I have seen countless people and have a unique vision, but I don't have the ability to judge people and things. Could I have married into a famous family and won your father's favor?"

Zhou Mengyao smiled and said, "Mom, I finally heard it!"

"You are not an ordinary person. You deliberately married into the famous Zhou family. After giving birth to me, you took control of my father. So you are cautious and cautious, and you are on guard against Lin Lang learning from you, cheating people out of money and sex, and destroying the whole family. Isn't that right?"

Zhuang Jingxue glared angrily after hearing this, and whispered fiercely: "How can you talk like that, you damned girl?"

"Back then, your father was surrounded by so many beautiful women, all trying their best to marry into the famous Zhou family. If your mother didn't have some beauty and means, would you have been born into a wealthy family with a silver spoon in your mouth?"

"You haven't even gotten along with Lin Lang yet, but you're already trying to be so unfaithful. I think you still have feelings for Lin Lang, so your mother's worries are not unnecessary."

Zhou Mengyao smiled and held her mother Zhuang Jingxue's arm, and replied coquettishly: "Mom! Okay! Okay! I know, isn't that enough?"

"I should be more careful and be on guard against Lin Lang's attempts to cheat me of money and sex!"

"This is the first time that Lin Lang is visiting our house, and my father is hosting a family dinner and actively inviting Lin Lang to our house for dinner, but you are so wary of him and are on guard against him everywhere. This is a bit of an exaggeration and you are too nervous."

Zhuang Jingxue looked at her daughter Zhou Mengyao lovingly and reminded her, "You shouldn't have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others."

"Mom, this is called preparing for a rainy day. When things develop to the point where they are irreversible, won't it be too late?"

"Your high school deskmate, the school hunk Lin Lang, is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Mom can only pray in secret now. I hope Lin Lang can keep a positive mind, walk the right path, do the right things, cultivate himself slowly, endure hardships, work hard, cherish things, be grateful, and be a good person. Only then can he achieve positive results and have a bright future!"

"Mom, my dad hasn't accepted Lin Lang as his apprentice yet! As his master's wife, are you already worrying about him?"

"You silly girl, mom is worried about you, okay?"

"Originally you were running a motorcycle racing club, and you always participated in various racing competitions in person. Mom was already worried enough, and now I have to worry about your love life. Having a daughter is really a worry!"

Zhou Mengyao smiled sweetly and said coquettishly: "Okay, Mom!"

"My daughter, I am not a child anymore. I know how to protect myself. I know you are doing this for my own good. Is that okay?"

Zhuang Jingxue sighed and shook her head and replied: "Okay, okay!"

"Mom, I won't nag you anymore, okay?"

"go!"

"Let's go to your father's study and see if Lin Lang can identify rare antiques and pass the test your father has carefully prepared for him."

"it is good!"

Zhou Mengyao smiled and tenderly took her mother Zhuang Jingxue's arm. The mother and daughter walked into the study on the first floor of Zhou's villa.

Zhou Zhongdang took out a small pottery jar with a lotus leaf lid. It looked about the size of a fist, gray in color, with a very natural patina, and was obviously an ancient folk object.

"Mr. Lin, please take a look at this small pottery jar in my collection. What's so special about it?" Zhou Zhongdang posed the first difficult question to Lin Lang.

Zhou Mengyao held her mother Zhuang Jingxue's arm and stood quietly by the side, blinking her beautiful big eyes and looking at the calm and confident Lin Lang.

"Then I am sorry to show my embarrassment. If there is anything I said wrong, please correct me, Uncle Zhou."

Lin Lang looked at the treasure appraisal entry prompt barrage through the virtual system light screen in front of him, then raised his hand and picked up the small clay pot with a lotus leaf lid on the table, opened the lid, and poured the seven pitch-black ancient lotus seeds inside onto the table.

"My dear nephew, there is no need to be so modest. We are just communicating and learning from each other." Zhou Zhongdang said politely.

Lin Lang looked at the small gray pottery jar with a lotus leaf cover and explained, "This gray pottery jar with a lotus leaf cover is a new type of ceramic created in the Song Dynasty. It was popular from the Southern Song Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty and declined in the Ming Dynasty."

"This kind of jar comes in different sizes and is named after its lid which resembles a lotus leaf. It is produced in Longquan, Xicun in Guangdong, Jingdezhen and other places."

"This lotus leaf lid gray pottery jar is small in size, with a lotus stem-shaped lid, a wide mouth, sloping shoulders, a bulging belly, and a gradually narrowing belly. It is glazed inside and outside, and the glaze is rich and smooth like jade. The whole body is smooth and has no patterns."

"Lotus leaf covered jars are important jars in the Song and Yuan dynasties. They come in different sizes, but they are all storage containers. Small ones can hold tea leaves, while large ones can hold wine, store water, or store things."

"Obviously, this gray pottery jar with a lotus leaf lid is used to store lotus seeds."

"What is precious is that these seven lotus seeds from the Song Dynasty have been passed down together with the gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover. They are extremely precious and have great collection significance and artistic value."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao looked at her father Zhou Zhongdang and asked tentatively: "Dad, was what Lin Lang just said right?"

Zhou Zhongdang replied with great satisfaction: "That's absolutely right!"

"It's not difficult for an expert in treasure appraisal to tell that the gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover is from the Song Dynasty, but Mr. Lin saw that these seven lotus seeds were also passed down from the Song Dynasty. This kind of vision is extraordinary!"

Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but exclaimed: "It seems that old classmate, you are really not simple!"

Lin Lang smiled slightly, gentle, decent and very friendly.

It is no exaggeration to say that even Lin Lang's smile was very measured, as if it had been carefully calculated. His perfect smile made Zhou Mengyao's heart beat fast.

Zhuang Jingxue exclaimed after hearing this: "Husband, are the lotus seeds poured out from the gray pottery jar with lotus leaf cover onto the table really handed down from the Song Dynasty?"