Outright Favoritism Chapter 139: : Four Orphans

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Hearing the sound, Duan Yixuan paced back to the square table, looked at the last ugly box with disgust, and opened the button with a click of his mouth.

Hearing the crisp sound, Duan Jingming, who was still admiring the Pangu inkstone, also cast his sight.

Duan Yixuan opened the box and looked at the contents for himself, and then smiled contemptuously, "Cousin pretty, what kind of rags did you give Grandpa? Why is this inkstone missing corners!"

She didn't expect that there was an inkstone in Li Qiao's gift, but at first glance, it was very ordinary, as if someone else had used it.

"Xuanxuan, don't talk nonsense!" Uncle Duan Yuanhong warned, and looked at Li Guangming cautiously, for fear of offending the richest brother-in-law.

Just as Duan Yixuan stretched out his hand to take out the contents of the box, Duan Jingming suddenly shouted: "Don't move!"

Duan Yixuan was taken aback, and almost didn't knock over his hand box.

Li Qiao glanced at her and reminded him lukewarmly: "Cousin, be careful, the things in there are orphans."

Orphans? What do you mean?

"Xuanxuan, you start, don't move!" At this time, Duan Jingming threw the Pangu inkstone to the housekeeper, walked quickly to the square table, squeezed Duan Yixuan, and carefully observed the contents in the hand box, breathing Also gradually rushed.

Excited.

"Qiao, Qiao Qiao, you inkstone..." Duan Jingming looked at the four treasures of the study in the box for an instant, wanted to reach out and touch it, and then retracted again, fearing that it might be damaged.

At this time, Li Qiao supported the handrail with one arm, chewing the snake fruit slowly, "Songhua stone carved ganoderma lucidum inkstone during the Qing Dynasty."

How much did Duan Yixuan's complacent look freeze, objects from the Qing Dynasty?

Then, she heard Duan Jingming mutter in a trembling voice: "Then this rice paper..."

Li Qiao continued to explain without any haste: "Qing Qian imitated Jinsushan Tibetan scripture paper."

There is silence in the hall.

Duan Yixuan pressed his fingers **** the edge of the table, his expression continued to be stiff.

Are things in the Qing Dynasty now so common?

"Qiaoqiao, don't tell grandpa, this ink is the "Imperial Dragon Pattern Ink" of Qing Qian." Duan Jingming was about to commit hypertension with excitement.

In recent years, the four treasures of the most collectible study in the cultural relics world. People who like dancing and writing, know that these four treasures are almost hard to find.

As a result, not only did his family gather everything, they also put it in such an ordinary small box, Te Niang's violent heavenly creature!

Hearing the old man's question with a vibrato, Li Qiao nodded and said quietly: "Well, yes, Grandpa really has a vision."

Duan Jingming took a sigh of relief, holding the table with one hand, and pointed to the set of wolf hairs, "Then this is the Ming Dynasty Wanli bamboo carving brush with flowers and birds..."

"Yeah." Li Qiao answered, and then frowned in annoyance: "I wanted to give Grandpa a set of Four Treasures of Qing Qian's Study, but... I only found this set of brushes from the Ming and Wanli years, grandpa. Let’s use it first. I’ll find a better one later and I’ll send it to you."

Duan Yixuan: "..."

Will the Ming Wanli brush be used?

Even if she doesn't understand history, she also knows that these things should be antiques of collectible value.

In just a few seconds, everyone else in the hall gathered around, except for the four of the Li family.

My uncle Duan Yuanhong stared at the four treasures of the study in the box, trying to reach out and touch, but Duan Jingming slapped his paw away, "Don't touch it, you can't afford it if you break it!"

Duan Yuanhong: "..."

For a long time, Duan Yixuan found her own voice. She was unwilling to speak, and she said coldly with her conscience, "Can you find things from Qing Qian and Ming Wanli so easily? Isn't it... fake? "

When I heard this, Li Guangming was unhappy, but as an uncle, he couldn't be more honest with the junior, too demeaning.