You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 219: Pretending to be bigger than you are

Leaving the carriage and servants in the open space next to the Wei family's house, Qin Suyue followed Cheng Shuang to the opposite side.

When Cheng Lao Xiucai saw the few people coming over, he stroked his beard and laughed, "Cheng Shuang, Wei family boy, I saw you guys just turned back and thought you were not going to give me this little face."

"Old man, you're joking. How could you not come?"

Wei Qinglang presented the box containing the porcelain, "This is a small token of my appreciation. I wish you peace and prosperity in your hometown."

The gift box was taken by the servant next to it and carefully placed on the table next to it. The butler in charge of registering the gift boxes opened the box and his eyes widened when he saw the contents, his face full of surprise.

"This... this is..." The butler stammered, with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Mr. Cheng turned around in confusion and was immediately shocked by what was in the gift box.

There are three pieces of white porcelain in the box, namely a white porcelain lotus incense burner and a pair of white porcelain dragon and phoenix vases. Each piece is crystal clear, as white as jade, and the glaze is as smooth as a mirror, as if it can reflect a person's shadow.

"This...is this white porcelain?" Cheng Laoxiu said with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

Cheng Shuang nodded, "Grandpa Cheng, I heard that you like to worship Buddha. We have a Buddhist shrine at home. I hope you like it."

Scholar Cheng, with a look of surprise on his face, carefully picked up the white porcelain lotus incense burner and looked at it carefully. The incense burner was exquisitely shaped, and every petal of the lotus was lifelike.

"This firing process is truly ingenious!" Mr. Cheng, an old scholar, couldn't put it down and exclaimed in admiration.

At this time, Qin Suyue also walked over curiously, and when she saw the white porcelain ornaments in the gift box, her eyes flashed with amazement.

She picked up the pair of white porcelain dragon and phoenix vases and examined them carefully. After a while, she said, "This white porcelain has a delicate texture, a smooth glaze, and an exquisite shape. It is definitely the best of the best."

Old Scholar Cheng examined the item for a long time before putting it down. He looked at Wei Qinglang with a puzzled look, "Is this really a gift for me?"

Wei Qinglang smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you like it."

Cheng Lao Xiucai's eyes were immediately filled with emotion: "You are so thoughtful. I will definitely treasure these things."

Seeing that he had finally finished reading, Cheng Shuang quickly pulled Qin Suyue over and said, "Grandpa Cheng, she's my friend, surnamed Qin, and she lives in the city. She came to the village to visit me today. Can I bring her in to sit with me without an invitation?"

"What are you talking about? Everyone who comes is a guest, please come in." Old Scholar Cheng was smiling.

With such an expensive gift, let alone bringing one more person, even bringing ten or eight people would be no problem.

Besides, Qin Suyue's demeanor shows that she is a lady from a wealthy family, so there is no harm in making friends with her.

The old scholar made a gesture of invitation and asked the servant to lead the guests in. He then said to the servant behind him, "Housekeeper, hurry up and send these three pieces of white porcelain inside for the distinguished guests to see."

The butler responded, carefully holding the box and walking in quickly.

Walking down the street, Cheng Shuang held Wei Xinyi's hand and leaned over to ask Qin Suyue in a low voice, "You've been looking at this porcelain for so long. Is it valuable?"

"Sister, don't you know the value of the gifts you give me?"

Qin Suyue was surprised by Cheng Shuang's words, and then lowered her voice, "If this quality were sent to an auction house, it would definitely be snapped up. The pair of bottles alone would fetch at least one thousand taels of silver. If I came across them, I would be willing to pay that price."

Cheng Shuang: “….”

Wow, is the porcelain here so valuable?

She just bought it at the mall, it only cost a little over 300 yuan.

He is so pretentious. If I had known earlier, I would have bought two pieces of ink and sent them to him. We are not related at all and our relationship is not good. But he gave me something worth more than one thousand taels as a gift. It would be shocking to people if they knew about it.

No wonder the old scholar’s ​​face was almost broken from laughing. It was also because the two original owners were country bumpkins and didn’t know that rich people love porcelain.

Tsk, if she says now that she took the wrong thing and wants it back, she wonders if she will be kicked out.

It didn't take long before they arrived at the banquet courtyard. There were already quite a few people inside, and Cheng Wanpeng and Cheng Jinxiu, brother and sister, were in charge of the reception.

At this moment, the guests were all looking at the porcelain that the butler had just brought in. Exclamations of admiration came from the crowd, and they all commented on the three pieces of porcelain.

Although Cheng Wanpeng's family was not well-off, his grandfather was a scholar and he himself was a student, so he was able to make friends with some wealthy merchants' sons and classmates with similar family backgrounds in the city.

Cheng Wanpeng felt very proud when he saw the three pieces of porcelain. He called the butler to the side and asked who sent the items. Then, after hearing the butler say Wei Qinglang's name, he was stunned.

First, they couldn't believe that Wei Qinglang would give their family such a valuable gift, and second, they were surprised that he could come up with such a good thing and give it away casually at a housewarming party.

Then he turned around and saw several people being led in by servants. They were all well-dressed and no worse than the rich young men and women present.

The attention of many people in the garden was attracted by these few people. Zhao Xiuwen, who had been sitting quietly alone, also stood up, smiled at them, and then sat down at a table with them.

He asked the servants to go to that table to serve them tea, but Cheng Wanpeng himself was in mixed mood and did not go over to serve them. He sat back in his seat, puzzled.

Finally, he found a good classmate to talk to him about this matter and asked him to analyze why Wei Qinglang gave such a valuable thing to his family. He usually treated these people in the village indifferently.

"Isn't that simple?" The scholar said, fanning himself. "They must have known that you, Brother Cheng, were about to pass the imperial examination and had a promising future, so they wanted to curry favor with you."

Cheng Wanpeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately understood it, feeling very proud.

"They have some sincerity, but they are just a country bumpkin. They want to curry favor with our family with such a small gift. It's wishful thinking."

Cheng Wanpeng stood up and said loudly, "Everyone, I have prepared an opera for everyone today. The guest is Master Lan, the top star of Baixiyuan. It should be about time. I'll go to the door to meet him."

The guests present immediately turned the topic to Master Lan and praised Cheng Wanpeng for his face.

"Mr. Lan?" When Cheng Shuang uttered this name, the stunningly beautiful actress on the stage immediately appeared in her mind.

Isn’t he the top star in Baixiyuan?

How come I was invited to perform in the village so easily?

She looked at Wei Qinglang beside her with doubt, and found that Wei Qinglang was looking at Zhao Xiuwen opposite her calmly.

At this time, Zhao Xiuwen was looking down and stroking the teacup in his hand with his fingers, as if he didn't hear the discussions around him about Mr. Lan at all.