Grand Collection

The Antique Street is overcrowded all the year round, with crowds of tourists, shoulder to shoulder, Kong Xin with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes gliding over the stalls, he stopped to take a look at the ones that catch his eyes, but he quickly left. Now is the first time in history. There are too many people playing with antiques in the four collection waves, and the resulting counterfeit products are also flooding the major antique markets.

Kong Xin shook his head after seeing a few of them and left.

"Brother Kong is looking for Hetian jade?" Luo Zigeng asked curiously.

"Yes," Kong Xin replied, "Grandma's [-]th birthday, she loves mutton fat jade all her life, and I plan to accept a mutton fat birthday star as a gift, but it seems difficult now, most of the white jade is not as good as mutton fat jade. Degree."

Luo Zigeng stopped.

Kong Xin was puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

"I know a person who likes to collect ancient jade. I remember that he once had a suet birthday star, Qianlong Gong, who collected it from a dilapidated household of a Manchu Qing old man."

"Hey!" Kong Xin immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Do you still know such a talented person?"

"He is my dad's porcelain collection consultant, and he also opened an art investment company. My dad trusts him very much, and most of the collections are bought under his advice."

Kong Xin nodded and pondered for a moment, "Then help me lead the way, and I'll visit this awesome man."

A week later, Kong Xin received a call from Luo Zigeng, saying that he had contacted the Uncle and could visit his company. Kong Xin immediately dealt with the matter at hand and drove away.

The two waited in the reception room for a long time, when a young man came over and smiled, "Hello, I am Mr. Pan's secretary, who is Mr. Luo Zigeng?"

Luo Zigeng stood up and shook hands with him, "Hello, I am. Is Uncle Pan still busy?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Pan is having an important meeting, so let me receive Mr. Luo," the secretary said with a smile, "The mutton birthday statue that Mr. Luo mentioned on the phone has been sold, but Mr. Pan has another precious sheep Give the fat jade carving to Mr. Luo."

As he spoke, he opened a brocade box that he carried with him. On the black velvet, a saddle-shaped jade ring shone brightly.

Since the Qing Dynasty, saddle-style jade rings have been very popular, and there are many handed down products, but compared with the suet birthday star, it is really different.Pan Nanhua sent this ring, and it was called a precious carving, it was like sending off beggars.

Luo Zigeng's complexion was not very good. He turned to look at Kong Xin, and found that he looked normal and was playing with the jade ring with interest, "It's Ziyu, white and oily, not bad."

The secretary praised, "This gentleman really has good eyesight."

Kong Xin threw the jade ring back into the lacquer box, and said relaxedly, "Since Suet Shouxing has already sold it, we don't want to bother you. This ring is too expensive, and we Zigeng can't accept it. Let your Boss Pan keep it well."

The two came out of the company and got into the car. Kong Xin looked at Luo Zigeng with a smile, "Boy, are you unhappy?"

"I didn't expect him to change his face and become so obvious." Luo Zigeng's face was ashen, "My father and I had such a good relationship back then..."

Seeing his young and gloomy face, Kong Xin couldn't help but raised his hand to pat him on the face, "Don't take it to heart, Pan Nanhua is a businessman, and it's only natural to have a relationship with Hongdingbai. "

The car passed by the bottom of Pan's art investment company. Luo Zigeng raised his eyes and glanced at the towering building outside the car window. A gloomy look passed through his eyes, "Pan Nanhua..."

Kong Xin laughed, "As the saying goes, don't bully the young and poor. Pan Nanhua is digging a hole for himself to die. Boy, you have ambition and vision, so you may not be able to repay this humiliation."

Luo Zigeng was taken aback, a kind of bloodiness was aroused in his eyes.

"However," Kong Xin said solemnly, "the most urgent thing is that I'm hungry, let's find a place to eat."

Luo Zigeng's expression softened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Kong, I'm sorry, I made you come here for nothing."

"It's okay," Kong Xin said with a grin. "Anyway, it's more than a month before grandma's birthday. I'll ask a friend to help me find out. I can't find it. I can use jasper or black jade instead, as long as the carving is good enough." , Grandma's vision is too treacherous, ordinary jade carvings can't catch her old man's eyes."

Luo Zigeng was still very guilty. Kong Xin was not related to him, but he was willing to make friends with such a shabby household like him. He tried his best to show himself in front of him, but he did not expect to be so humiliated by Pan Nanhua.

Seeing his tangled face, Kong Xin knew that the child grew up in a honey pot and hadn't stumbled. He laughed, "If you really feel guilty, invite me to dinner. Brother wants to have a good meal."

Luo Zigeng couldn't help laughing, "I invite you to have a big meal."

So Mr. Luo took Kong Xin to eat hot pot, and waved his hand richly, "You can order all the vegetables as you like, and you can only order one portion of meat dishes."

"Go away, you little bastard!"

The hot pot was boiling, and Kong Xin was rinsing the fat beef in the boiling soup, carefully gouging out Luo Zigeng with his eyes.

"Hey, Brother Kong..." Luo Zigeng held back a smile and said seriously, "It's not like you don't know that I'm poor, and the quantity of hot pot is high and the quality is cheap."

"Excuse!" Kong Xin tapped and sternly said, "Why don't you just invite me to eat Malatang? It's more delicious and cheap, 50 yuan will definitely do it."

Luo Zigeng smiled maliciously, "Good idea, next time I invite you to eat in my school cafeteria. You don't need 50 yuan. As far as our combat effectiveness is concerned, 30 yuan is the most you can pay."

"Bastard, I want to break up with you!"

"Fresh enough!" Luo Zigeng waved his hand to call the waiter, and added two more dishes.

Kong Xin patted the table, "Waiter, here are two cans of beer." Turning to Luo Zigeng, he said, "Let's break up, I will part ways with you after I finish drinking."

Luo Zigeng laughed loudly, "Okay!"

The phone rang suddenly, and in the mist of boiling hot pot, Kong Xin took a sip of wine, took out the phone, saw the name on the screen, frowned slightly, glanced at Luo Zigeng, and answered the phone in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?" Son?"

The figure on the opposite side suddenly leaned over, and Kong Xin was startled. When he looked up, he found that it was Luo Zigeng who leaned over to take his plate to mix the sauce.

Ji Kai's voice came over, "Brother, I have to work overtime tonight until after nine o'clock, come and pick me up, okay?"

"I don't have time," Kong Xin flatly refused, his eyes followed Luo Zigeng's figure, and he said absently, "You take a taxi back to the dormitory after get off work."

"Brother," Ji Kai sniffed like a puppy, "You haven't looked for me for a long time."

Kong Xin became impatient, "I've been busy recently, the money will arrive in the account this month, you can go and play by yourself, that's fine, I have something to do here, hang up."

After finishing speaking, he simply hung up the phone, he was a little annoyed, Ji Kai has been calling frequently to check on the post recently, it seems that he has crossed the line...

Those who eat this bowl of rice are most afraid of being sincere. It is not a good thing for themselves or the donor. Once the heart is moved, it will not be so easy to accept money transactions.

Kong Xin does not despise Cinderella, but how can there be so many happy things in the world?Asking but not getting is the love of most people.

After dinner, Kong Xin sent Luo Zigeng back to school, poked his head out of the car window, and said with a smile, "Boy, sleep well at night, you are a man, you can bend and stretch."

Luo Zigeng smiled, "I understand, thank you, Brother Kong."

"It's okay, you are Zhijun's cousin, that is my cousin."

"Well," Luo Zigeng nodded, "Brother Kong, go back, drive carefully on the road, you're drunk, slow down."

"I know, go back to the dormitory," Kong Xin watched Luo Zigeng disappear into the campus, and slowly started the car with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly a figure flickered in front of him, Kong Xin slammed on the brakes, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and when he looked intently, he saw Ji Kai with his schoolbag on his back, his hands wide open, standing in front of the car with no expression on his face .

"Why are you crazy?" Kong Xin jumped out of the car and slammed the door hard.

Ji Kai looked at him resentfully, "You sent Luo Zigeng back? Why? What's your relationship with him? Huh? Do you like him?"

Kong Xin hurriedly covered his mouth, "Little ancestor, are you going to yell until everyone knows about our relationship?"

"What's the relationship between us? You don't want me anymore!" Ji Kai muttered aggrievedly.

Kong Xin pulled him into the car, "Yeah, I don't want you anymore, you little crazy, I warn you, if you keep making trouble like this, I really don't want you anymore!"

Ji Kai pursed his lips, his eye circles were red, "You must have taken a fancy to Luo Zigeng, I knew it... you asked me about him last time, brother, you are so bad, you are so bad, you don't even know that I have How uncomfortable."

Kong Xin sighed, turned his head to look at the night sky outside the car window, and after a while, said in a low voice, "Xiao Ji, don't cross the line."

Ji Kai froze suddenly.

Looking at him blankly, tears fell in an instant.

Kong Xin gently wiped away his tears, "Isn't it good for us to be like this, you play your game, I play mine, I don't ask you to keep any chastity, just don't get dirty and come back, we each get what we need, How harmonious, why do you always think so much? Be good, don’t think too much, don’t worry too much, don’t cross the line.”

Ji Kai cried more and more fiercely, sobbing in Kong Xin's arms, "I...I didn't cross the line...brother...I didn't cross the line...really...no..."

In the evening, Kong Xin took Ji Kai to the hotel, but they didn't have sex, because Ji Kai's petty temper made Kong Xin feel like raising a child, and his paternal nature was aroused. After bathing Ji Kai, he hugged him. Fortunately, he sang a lullaby to him in a good mood, but he was born with pentatonic insufficiency, and it was so bad that he couldn't listen to it, so the little broken child cried even more fiercely.

After a lot of tossing, Kong Xin didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. He felt that the phone rang as soon as his head touched the pillow. He grabbed the phone irritably and said murderously, "What's the matter?"

A carefree voice sounded on the phone, "Of course it's a good thing, my dear, I'll give you an elixir, do you want to eat it?"

The familiar voice made Kong Xin sober all of a sudden. He lowered his voice and scolded with a smile, "You bastard, can you still have elixir? Just don't feed me medicine!"

"Absolutely the best," the other party vowed, mysteriously, "Hurry up and come here, Pink Hotel, Room 419, bring enough money, high ancient porcelain, visually it is a firewood kiln, and the moment I opened my eyes, I felt..."

Kong Xin hung up the phone directly, pulled the quilt, and went to sleep!

Within 2 minutes, Meng Xin's call came after him, "Eight Sage King has Gaogu porcelain in his hand, why don't you go?"

"Fuck Gao Guci..." Kong Xin was interrupted several times to sleep, and he said unhappily, "He said it was a firewood kiln, do you believe it?"

Meng Xin said lightly, "I don't believe it."

"That's it!" Kong Xin said angrily, "I'm still sleeping, I want to go to you!"

"Don't make trouble," Meng Xin said, "You still don't understand the Eight Sage King? He is big, but everything is good. Although it is not the best in the legend like the firewood kiln, it is indispensable for the Ming Dynasty who opened the door for generations. Qing Guan Kiln, you go there, it’s almost seven o’clock, there’s nothing to sleep in.”

Kong Xin thought for a moment, "That's fine, I'll go right away."

Ji Kai leaned over, staring confusedly, "Brother, are you leaving?"

"Well," Kong Xin lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Go out to see the goods."

"I just heard you say Chai Kiln..." Ji Kai lay on his chest, "Chai Kiln really exists?"

"Then who knows, there is no kiln site, no real objects, no historical materials, no one dares to say that he is dead," Kong Xin rubbed his messy hair with a cigarette in his mouth, green as the sky, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, his voice Such as the chime... the crown of the kilns... just the legend has already fascinated me to death.

He left the hotel after getting fully dressed, and called Luo Zigeng on the way, "Boy, don't stay in bed, come with me to see the goods, and see how my brother is a profiteer."

Severe panting came from the phone, "I... I didn't stay in bed... I was running in the morning..."

Kong Xin was stunned, the phone slipped from his palm, and an evil fire that was about to move burst into flames in his dantian——the sound of this kid's panting... so fucking interesting!

"Hello? Hello??"

Kong Xin hurriedly picked up the phone, took a deep breath, "Then what...you wait for me at the school gate, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

The Lexus was running fast, and it stopped at the main entrance of S University with its arrogant exhaust. Luo Zigeng just came trotting over, wearing a black sweater, sweat dripping down his honey-colored neck along the tip of his hair...

Kong Xin glanced at him, and Mingzuo Taohua's eyes raised evilly, "Tsk, you are so young and beautiful!"

"..."