Seven's secret

The opening day of "Liuqijia" happened to be Lidong, the weather was a bit gloomy, but it was not cold, and there was a kind of lukewarm dampness in the air.It's anyone's guess whether the first snow of the winter will fall later this year.

Murong Qing didn't hold any eye-catching celebrations, but just placed flower baskets at the door and set off a few firecrackers.As the nominal boss of the "Six-seven Family", the third young master of the dealer also came. He was wearing a formal suit, and his body that hadn't fully grown showed the vitality between a youth and a teenager. There is a natural closeness to the relatives of Murong Qing, and they are looking at the various porcelains on the shelves on the first floor with great interest. These are brought from the workshop two days ago. On the one hand, it is to cater to the preferences of customers. On the other hand, it is also to create a diversified commercial image for the "six or seven companies" that keeps pace with the times.We must know that besides antiques, works of contemporary famous artists are also popular items at major auctions, so the new products also have great market potential.

After all, Antique Street is a famous tourist attraction. In order to cater to this feature, Murong Qing set up a separate counter on the first floor, which displays some small things: a set of Chinese zodiac signs, costumes of Sheng Dan Jing Mo Ugly , cute animals, handicrafts and trinkets made of broken porcelain pieces.Young people who come to the antique street for sightseeing will be attracted by these beautiful little things, and the price of tens of yuan and hundreds of yuan just caters to their positioning as tourist souvenirs.Zhuang Sanshao liked these things very much, and excitedly expressed that he would buy some to give to his friends.

Mr. Pei also brought his old friends over to join in the show. Murong Qing invited them to the second floor, served tea, and asked them to give their opinions on the samples he made while resting.The displays on the second floor are all imitations of the real products owned by the "Liu Qi Family", most of which are made by Murong Qing.Some antique shops will provide high-end customers with pictures or video materials of their collections. Murong Qing likes to display his collections in a more intuitive way-the samples he fired can at least reach more than 80.00% similarity in appearance.With this degree of simulation, it is difficult for laymen to distinguish the authenticity from the fake with the naked eye.

When Mr. Pei saw his samples for the first time, he patted him on the shoulder with emotion and said, "It's fortunate that Ah Mao didn't lead you to a crooked path, otherwise I don't know how many people's wealth will be cheated."

This statement reminded him of the case that Pei Rong and the others were investigating.Murong Qing thought to himself, it's been a week since Pei Rong came to deliver food to his house last time, and he doesn't know how far their case has progressed?

Murong Qing booked a box in the Millennium Pavilion in advance, and the few customers he knew at the work shed, Mr. Pei and his friends, Ling Dongzhi and Zhuangzhou's friends, and Xiao Liu and his colleagues, the sum of all the odds and ends was actually too small. There are five tables.When the banquet was over, Xiao Liu, as the host, was responsible for escorting the female guests at their table. Ling Dongzhi and Zhuang Zhou helped send the old gentlemen to the hotel. He was still sitting on the sofa in the box watching TV cheerfully.

There were a lot of people just now, and they were crowded at the entrance of the hotel, Murong Qing didn't see that clearly, and thought he took a taxi with those old gentlemen just now.Seeing that he was still sitting in the private room at this moment, he thought he was unwell from drinking too much, so he hurriedly asked the waiter to bring up hot tea and a fruit plate, intending to let him relax for a while, sober up before sending him back.

Seeing his posture, Mr. Pei knew what he was thinking.The juniors are considerate, and the elders can only be happy.He was particularly optimistic about Murong Qing. This child is young, neither arrogant nor impatient, and he is very calm when he looks at him. Among the old group of friends, there are two old professors who are notoriously critical, and they also praised him greatly, which made Lao Pei feel a sense of pride in his successors.

But if you are happy, you are happy, Mr. Pei knows his own body well, so he didn't drink much.They were all old guys at the table, and their health conditions were in the same category. No one knew how to drink, but just held the wine glass and talked lively with a little alcohol.

Murong lightly brought the peeled fruit to Mr. Pei, and Mr. Pei smiled and said, "Don't be so hasty, I can't eat anything with this stomach."

"Green tea helps digestion." Murong pursed his lips lightly, "so as not to accumulate food."

Elder Pei sighed, "It would be great if Ah Mao was here, how happy he is."

"He's just as happy when he's not here. Don't you know that he's the most annoying about these trivial things." Murong Qing didn't tell Mr. Pei that he just wanted to arrange these things neatly before He Mao came to Binhai. Nian followed him a lot to worry about, and now it's time for him to worry about Master.

"Why don't I support you for a stroll," Murong Qing said, "Go to the street and then take a taxi."

Mr. Pei waved his hand, "That brat Ah Rong promised to come pick me up, I'm waiting for him. You've been tired all day, go back and rest first."

Murong Qing was indeed tired, but he didn't feel relieved to let the old man stay in the hotel by himself.

"I'll sit with you for a while," Murong said lightly, "Don't chase me away, I'll go back when Officer Pei comes over."

When Mr. Pei saw what he said, he stopped forcing him, and told him some interesting stories about He Mao when he was young.The two were talking and laughing when the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.Before Murong Qing could see anyone, he smelled a strong smell of smoke. He looked up and saw Pei Rong standing at the door with a tired face, his shirt was wrinkled, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he wore a shirt on his shoulders. woolen coat.

Seeing Murong Qing chatting with Mr. Pei, Pei Rong showed a smile on his face, "Grandpa, I'm here to pick you up. Long time no see, Xiaoqi. How are you doing?"

Murong Qing was a little unaccustomed to him calling himself by his nickname like Mr. Pei, but Pei Rong's expression was very natural, so he couldn't say anything, so he nodded and said, "It's okay."

Mr. Pei was originally a little angry that he came so late, but now seeing his tired face, he knew that he had just got off work, and felt a little distressed, so he couldn't help complaining to him: "If you don't have time, just make a call, I have already left with Xiao Qi."

Pei Rong smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to take so long. Are you in a hurry?"

Murong Qing saw that Mr. Pei was about to get up, so he quickly supported him, "Don't worry, I think Officer Pei just got off work, he hasn't eaten dinner yet? Why don't you ask him for something to cushion his stomach first."

Mr. Pei came to his senses and quickly asked Pei Rong, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Pei Rong looked at Murong Qing with a smile, "Xiaoqi is still careful, I really didn't eat at night, I just ate half of the bread."

Mr. Pei hurriedly called the waiter to come in.Pei Rong was so hungry that he ordered two plates of dumplings and ate them.When Murong saw that he was eating without raising his head, he suddenly felt sorry for him, and felt that being a policeman was not easy, and he couldn't even eat a meal.

Pei Rong looked more refreshed after eating a full stomach. When the three of them went downstairs together, Mr. Pei held Murong Qing's arm and said, "I'll send you back first."

Murong said quickly: "You've been tired all day, let Police Officer Pei take you back to rest early. I'll take a taxi and go back, no trouble."

"What's the trouble with driving?" Mr. Pei's attitude was quite firm, "It only takes about ten minutes and half an hour. I don't feel at ease if you leave by yourself. The society is in chaos now."

Pei Rong held back a smile and turned his head aside.A few years ago, he handled a case of a serial killer. The criminal used to be a factory worker. Later, he suffered a work-related injury and lost a leg, so he was fired by the factory.The wife at home also ran away with others with their children.Unknowingly, his heart became distorted, and he began to take revenge on the society, specifically killing twelve and thirteen-year-old children.Pei Rong originally didn't want to provoke his grandfather with this kind of case, but he didn't expect that when some young people in the team came to his house to eat, they slipped up and were heard by Mr. Pei.The old man was so irritated that everyone reminded them to take care of their children.Seeing that Murong Qing was alone at this moment, he thought of this case again for some reason.

Seeing that Murong Qing was still looking like he wanted to refuse, Pei Rong smiled and said, "Xiao Qi, let's go together, just so I have something to ask you."

Murong Qing couldn't shirk any longer, and followed them into the car, "What's the matter?"

Pei Rong asked him, "I heard from my grandfather that your porcelain industry is divided into many sects, and each sect has its own unique skills. Is that so?"

Murong nodded lightly.

Pei Rong asked again, "Is there a difference in the porcelain kilns used by different sects?"

Murong lightly thought about it, "Different crafts naturally have different requirements for the duration of the fire. Porcelain kilns should be different according to different habits."

"Can you tell which style it is from the porcelain kiln?"

The light from the street lamp penetrated the car window, and there was a bright reflection in Pei Rong's eyes.Murong Qing couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he could see that the expression in his eyes was extremely focused.

"I'm not sure." Murong shook his head lightly, "If I saw it with my own eyes..."

What Pei Rong was waiting for was his words, "Do you have time tomorrow? I would like to trouble you to give us some advice."

Murong Qing had seen the evidence and was somewhat curious about Pei Rong's case. Hearing what he said, he nodded and said, "I'm going to the store tomorrow morning, can I do it in the afternoon?"

"No problem." Pei Rong hurriedly said, "Then it's settled. I'll pick you up at your antique street tomorrow afternoon."

Before Murong Qing made a sound, Mr. Pei snorted next to him, "The store just opened, so you're so kind. I don't know when you became so thick-skinned that you don't even blush when you take advantage of others."

"How can this be said to be taking advantage?" Pei Rong blinked at Murong Qing in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "I'm here for business too."

Mr. Pei glared at him, then turned his head and said to Murong Qing: "Let him take you to where I am after work tomorrow afternoon. I'll ask Xiaofang to cook you something nutritious."

Murong Qing was about to resign, when Pei Rong said with a smile: "Don't worry, Grandpa. I forgot once, and I will never forget the second time. I will definitely bring Xiao Qi back to you in its entirety."

"It still needs to be full..." Mr. Pei snapped at him angrily, "Do you think you're talking about carp?"

Murong Qing was amused by his childish tone and laughed.Although he didn't say anything, he envied Pei Rong very much in his heart. When he returned home after work, he could see an elder who cared about him, cooked him a nutritious dinner, and said things critical of him with duplicity.

Although he has Xiao Liu, sometimes he can't help but feel that it would be great if there is such an elder in the family.