Grand Collection

When the three of them returned to the Kang family mansion, Uncle Xiang's face was not very good-looking when he saw Kong Yi, as if he was looking at a beast who ruined his precious daughter.

"Uncle Xiang!!!" Kong Yi jumped up and hugged him, and was the first to cry with snot and tears, "You give me back Ah Chun!!!"

Uncle Xiang was preempted by him, and the emotions that had been brewing for a long time suddenly had no outlet to vent, and he suppressed it depressedly, "...sadly."

"No one is dead, why mourn?" Kong Xin said coolly with a cigarette in his mouth.

The old housekeeper was startled, and immediately burst into tears, "Young master, you died so badly! There are still people who suspect that you are not dead... It's really a bad mood..."

Kong Dao said, "It's too late for you to cry now, I even dug up Kang Chunjie's grave, and there was nothing inside."

"..." Uncle Xiang pushed away the crying Kong Yi, wiped away his tears, immediately restored his sharp and old eyes, and said coldly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Kong Dao said, "We want to get Kang Chunjie to slap the eyes once."

"No, the young master won't show up," Uncle Xiang said, "He has already left the hustle and bustle of the world here, and spent the rest of his life in a completely strange place."

Kong Yi frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about? What is this remnant life? Ah Chun is only 28 years old this year!"

"Although he is only 28 physically, he has been severely hurt by you, and his heart is already old," Uncle Xiang looked at him angrily. I will never tell you! Poor our crystal-clear young master..."

Luo Zigeng took out his mobile phone and called up a photo of the Chai Kiln Piercing Bottle taken from Hong Kong, "Uncle Xiang, you follow Kang Chunjie every day, and you must have seen most of his works. I want to know if this bottle was made by him." .”

Uncle Xiang glanced at it coldly, and suddenly turned pale with shock, "Why is it in your hands?"

"What?" Kong Xin grabbed him, "What do you mean? Have you seen this pierced ear bottle before?"

Uncle Xiang was silent.

Kong Xin couldn't help but feel chills all over his body. Has Kang Chunjie's craftsmanship been so powerful that he can deceive so many experts and authoritative organizations' technological tests... The existence of such a person will disrupt the antique market immeasurably.

He said in a hoarse voice, "The reason why Kang Chunjie faked his death is also inextricably linked to this bottle, right?"

Uncle Xiang softened, as if compromising to their questioning, he said dejectedly, "I don't know if the pierced ear bottle in the photo is the one made by the young master."

"Come with us to Nanjing, Uncle Xiang," Luo Zigeng sincerely invited, "Help us with an eye palm, and Uncle Kong has always missed you."

Uncle Xiang shook his head, "I don't know how good my eyesight is. The young master's craftsmanship has surpassed the old master's, and even reached the level of the old master. Our young master is indeed the most perfect. It's a pity that such a perfect young master has to hide his name... Woo Woooo..."

Kong Yi sat on the sofa, held his head in his hands and pondered for a moment, then raised his head, "Uncle Xiang, what happened to Ah Chun?"

"Five years ago, after the young master was severely injured by you, he took us home to heal our wounds. Within a few months, a customer named Zhang San came to our door and brought an ear-piercing bottle for the young master to imitate. He said It was a firewood kiln, and it was going to be auctioned at the world's top auction house. Our young master knew at a glance that this was not an easy matter, and he would end up in prison, so he refused to accept the deal. I didn't expect that Zhang San was a beast ah!!!"

Kong Yi was startled, "What did he do to Ah Chun?"

"He actually threatened our young master. If the young master doesn't take this job, he will kill my family," Uncle Xiang said angrily, with tears streaming down his face. "My old man stepped into the coffin with one foot. I'm not worth the young master's sacrifice..."

"You and Kang Chunjie are called masters and servants, but they love father and son. He won't leave you alone," Luo Zigeng comforted, "And then Kang Chunjie took over the business?"

"Well, our old master has studied firewood kilns back then. The young master spent four years improving the secret recipe and truly making the real ones. Zhang San is very satisfied. The commission alone is [-] million. I didn't expect him to still refuse to let the young master go. , He asked the young master to continue researching imitations of other types of utensils. He wants to imitate a large number of firewood kilns. It is too scary. The antique market will be completely disrupted. Our young master will not do anything, and finally refund all the commissions. , in exchange for freedom."

"And then?" Kong Yi's face was terribly gloomy.

The old housekeeper gritted his teeth, "Zhang San is a beast! He will never terminate the contract in good faith. He said on the surface that he would let the young master go, but in fact, he wanted to prevent the young master from making wood kilns for others, and also to prevent the young master from influencing him to auction fakes. He actually... actually bribed the workers of the kiln factory to do tricks, he wanted to kill people to silence him!"

Kong Yi's heart ached, "Really blowing up the kiln? Ah Chun...how is Ah Chun? Is he injured? Damn...why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"

"The young master is fateful, he only suffered a little injury, he knew that Zhang San would not let him go, so he resorted to tricks, let us announce that he is dead, and Zhang San is willing to calm down."

Kong Xin frowned, "Who is this Zhang San? He is so arrogant? Don't you find out the identity of the customer when you accept the business?"

"Those who deliberately want to buy imitations and return them as inferior ones will probably use fake identities," Luo Zigeng said.

Uncle Xiang nodded, most of the people who came to Kangjia Kiln Factory to place orders bought them back as antique handicrafts, and a small number of them came in the name of the official kiln king. They would specify that Kang Chunjie would do it himself. There are antique profiteers who deceive and deceive, fake collectors who deceive their ears, and officials who bribe their superiors. They are not willing to reveal their true information, so as long as they pay enough deposits, the kiln factory will not care about them. true identity.

Recalling the miserable past, the old housekeeper covered his face and wept, "It was I who caused the young master to be neither a man nor a ghost. It was my fault, and it was all my fault... The young master shouldered such a big responsibility with his weak shoulders, but I always holding him back..."

Kong Yi hugged him and said sincerely, "Uncle Xiang, don't say that, you brought Ah Chun up, and you are an elder whom Ah Chun really admires, and whatever he does for you, he is willing."

Uncle Xiang struggled, "Don't hug me, you scum!"

"..." Kong Yi became angry with embarrassment, "You are the scum! Tell me where Ah Chun is now, and I will never hug you!"

"I won't tell you!"

Kong Yi's face was gloomy, and he grabbed Uncle Xiang by the collar, "Warning you old man, don't toast and eat fine wine, say it!"

Uncle Xiang sneered, "Why should I tell you? Our young master should not be too carefree without you. It's all because of you that the young master can't eat well and sleep well. I'll wash my face with tears all day long. I'll introduce a hundred boyfriends to the young master right away." ..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and a cold thing pressed against his temple.

Kong Yi said gloomyly, "Tell me, where is Ah Chun?"

Uncle Xiang immediately collapsed, "Look at you, aren't you a scumbag? You, you, you... You are dead, I will never allow the young master to marry a violent person like you, and you actually pointed a gun at my head? Ahhh Ahhh, master...see you in heaven..."

"Howl! Shut up!" Kong Yi gritted his teeth, "Tell me where Ah Chun is, believe it or not, I'll let you die in no time without a place to bury you?"

Uncle Xiang immediately put on a heroic sacrifice posture, "If you have the guts, shoot!"

"Fuck! Nothing!" Kong Yi threw the banana on the coffee table in frustration, "I failed Ah Chun before, and I will treat him wholeheartedly in the future. Why don't you believe me?"

As soon as Uncle Xiang saw the banana, he rushed forward in a mess to beat him up, "You scumbag! You actually threatened me with a banana! You...you have a problem with your character!"

"Stop making trouble!" Kong Xin couldn't bear it anymore, separated the two, and scolded, "Ah Yi, you should be more rational. Since Kang Chunjie is safe now, don't be impatient. The future will be long, Uncle Xiang, I sincerely invite you to come to Nanjing to hold a palm for us. Let’s try to identify whether the pierced ear bottle in our hands is from Kang Chunjie’s handwriting.”

The four of them returned to the hotel where Meng Xin was staying in Nanjing. When Uncle Xiang saw the pierced ear bottle on the table, he felt unwell. His lips trembled and his hands rested on the table, muttering, "The pierced ear bottle... the pierced ear bottle... bottle……"

"How? Is it an imitation made by Kang Chunjie?"

Uncle Xiang shook his head, "I don't know, the young master's craftsmanship is too perfect, I can't tell the difference, but the Kang family's imitations are all marked."

Kong Xin was surprised, "What mark?"

"Every imitator has its own unique mark," Uncle Xiang said, "In places that are hard to detect, the old master's mark is 'Wu Xie Yu Zhi', and the young master's mark is the four-character word 'Pure Wind Mu Yi'. Some of the banknotes are brightly written on the bottom, some are hidden in the pattern, and some are hidden on the tire."

Meng Xin picked up the ear-piercing bottle and checked it carefully with a magnifying glass, "I didn't find any inscriptions, could it be on the tire?"

Uncle Xiang suggested, "Small it open and have a look?"

"..." Kong Dao said, "Uncle Xiang, you don't know how much you paid for this pierced ear vase, do you? Sotheby's Hong Kong auction house broke a record a while ago, 8 million Hong Kong dollars! You can smash it if you want?"

Uncle Xiang paused for a moment, then said dumbly, "It's only more than 6 million in RMB, so what is that? The decorations in our young master's bedroom alone must be more than a billion."

Kong Xin was expressionless, vomiting blood in his heart: Your family is full of black-hearted money, so you can show off your hair! ! !

Meng Xin ordered the bodyguards to put away the ear piercing bottle and keep it safe, "Let's put it away first, even if it's a fake, such an ingenious workmanship can be regarded as a rare treasure in the world, and it is valuable for collection."

The arrival of Kong Yi and Uncle Xiang surprised the Kong family. After hearing what happened to Kang Chunjie, Kong Yangshan sighed, "It's a crime to conceive a jade. Ah Chun has such a heaven-defying skill. To think of it as a source of disaster is really depressing."

Kong Min said, "However, Kang Chunjie has been making and selling counterfeit products, and has been taking advantage of legal loopholes. If he is caught, he will be shot. This is also retribution. If you don't believe me, look up, God will forgive you."

"He didn't!!!" Uncle Xiang glared at her with grief and indignation, "Young master is all made of antique handicrafts! We also have trophies issued by the state for folk craftsmen!"

Kong Min knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and stuck out his tongue, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I accidentally spoke the truth."

"Minmin, how are your preparations for the engagement? Hurry up to order the dress, and discuss every detail with Zhijun," Kong Yangshan asked.

Finally about to fulfill the great wish of this life, Kong Min looked happy, "The dress is already being made, and the details of the hotel, the ceremony, etc. are left to Xiaoxin. I'm already tired from shopping, and it's just right for him to catch a cold."

Kong Xin nodded, "The hotel has booked the Jinling Hotel. Fortunately, the reservation was made early. May Day is a wedding craze, and if it is later, it is almost impossible to make a reservation."

After dinner in the evening, several elderly people went back to their room to rest. The three brothers and sisters discussed the details of the engagement ceremony in the living room. Kong Yi lay on the table and muttered, "Sister, I have something to discuss with you."

"Huh?" Kong Min grabbed him dumbfounded, "What's the matter with our youngest?"

"I can't find Ah Chun, I'm in a bad mood," Kong Yi said with a sad face, "Can I not attend your engagement banquet? Seeing how happy you are, what if I feel sad and cry?"

"Hold it back even if you cry!" Kong Min said angrily, "You've been broken in love more times than you've been home since you were a child. Don't be hypocritical for me. If you dare to screw up the engagement banquet, you'll just wait to die."

Kong Yi flattened his mouth, "I'm really sad."

"What are you sad about? No matter how good Kang Chunjie is, he is only your ex-boyfriend. If you are a good horse, you will never turn your back on it. Besides, I didn't like the two of you. What are you messing around with? I think it's good that Kang Chunjie is missing now. I saw him Goosebumps all over your body, what are the two men doing?" Kong Min comforted, "When you get older, you will definitely marry a woman. If you really want to find a man, don't say that the second uncle disagrees. Will not support it!"

Kong Yi stared, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you consoling me? I am very sad now! Very! Difficult! Passed!!! I am even more sad after you comfort me!"

"Can a man be more relaxed? What is homosexuality?" Kong Min said, "When you really grow up, you will be able to understand what I said. You see, Zhijun has been dragging on for so long, and now I don't want to understand." Already? This is what it means for lovers to finally get married!"

Kong Xin suddenly raised his head, "Sister, what are you talking about?"