C169 He Chao Zong
C169 He Chao Zong
Lan Yue sat in the driver's seat and Yang Lang sat in the front seat. Watching Lan Yue's skillful movements, Yang Lang was a little envious.
Lan Yue was fashionable and beautiful, and with a car, she lived a carefree life. She wondered why she would choose him. Was she really so handsome that she could make a beautiful lady fall in love with him?
Yang Lang shook his head, rejecting his own thought. In just a few short days of interaction, he discovered that he had already fallen in love with Lan Yue, and was unable to extricate himself. Even if he had discovered Lan Yue's strangeness, he had chosen to ignore it.
Sometimes, when he called Lan Yue, Lan Yue would not answer, and would explain that his phone was too quiet to listen, so when he tried to turn up the bell, Lan Yue would always disapprove, saying that it would make a lot of noise if it was too loud.
The car quickly stopped. Yang Lang raised his head and saw the words "Spring Tea House" written on the door.
Yang Lang had heard of this shop before, but had never come to eat before, because he had always felt that this shop would be very expensive! He felt his wallet in his pocket again, muttered something, and went into the hall.
Lan Yue walked to one of the seats with ease and said to the waiter: "Clear Fried Shrimp, Jadeite Sautéed, Crab Yellow Soup Dumplings! I just need these. "
Yang Lang looked at the price. Luckily, Lan Yue had ordered three, adding all of them together, it was more than a hundred yuan. He then looked for a cheaper snack and ordered two, he also ordered some specialty steamed buns before he gave up. By a slight calculation, it would add up to more than two hundred. Truly a black heart!
Lan Yue hadn't slept for the entire night. With a lazy expression, she stretched her body and said to Yang Lang: "My family wants me to find a boyfriend as soon as possible."
Yang Lang was anxious, "Am I not your boyfriend?"
Lan Yue stared at Yang Lang for a bit, the makeup had faded, but it became even more alluring, "You, are still lacking a little."
"What's the difference?" Yang Lang said anxiously.
"Missing money!" Lan Yue softly said as she stared at Yang Lang, his breath as heavy as orchids.
Buddha statue is the Buddha statue of Damo, Damo advocated to cut off all thoughts in order to gain enlightenment of Buddhism, is regarded as the ancestor of Chinese Zen.
The figure in front of him was about forty centimeters tall, with a bald head and long ears. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, his eyes were focused, and his face wore an expression of silent contemplation. Dressed in a shoulder-length cassock, with his arms folded in front of his chest, he stood barefooted in the middle of the turbulent waves, as if he was riding the wind and the waves of the ocean.
Liu Liangyu put down the degenerated white porcelain, which was able to cross the sea and reach the Damocles. He could not help but praise: "Its body is thick and heavy, the glaze on it is pure and lustrous, looking ivory white. Looking at it from the light, its teeth are yellow, it is a top-grade white porcelain from the early Ming Dynasty!"
When the Fat Liu heard Liu Liangyu's high evaluation of the Buddha statue, he could not help but pick up the Buddha statue again. Very quickly, the Fat Liu put the Buddha statue down and remained silent.
After a long while, the Fat Liu suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Yang Bo, I want to bring this Buddha statue home, I don't know …"
Yang Bo laughed and shook his head, of course he could tell that Fat Liu was regretting his decision. At that time, he did not observe for too long, and later on, he met Yang Bo again.
"Three million!" Fat Liu suddenly said.
Yang Bo waved his hand, "This is not a matter of money."
"10 million!" Fat Liu said again.
Yang Bo's hand also stopped, "How much?"
"10 million!" Fat Liu repeated: "10 million, as much as 10 million!"
Yang Bo hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, "Forget it, I won't sell it."
The Fat Liu looked at Yang Bo, "It's not because of the price, but because of what?"
Yang Bo turned his head to look at the Fat Liu, and laughed, of course, it was not easy to explain the price to him. Yang Bo paused for a bit, then picked up the teacup and started wiping the lid on the Buddha statue.
The sound of porcelain and porcelain scraping against each other was very sharp, causing the customers around to cover their ears and look over. Fortunately, Yang Bo was very fast, he managed to stop it in just a few steps.
When Fat Liu saw Yang Bo's actions, he immediately opened his eyes wide, revealing a surprised look, but then a regretful look appeared on his face.
Seeing the Fat Liu continuously raising the price, Liu Liangyu guessed that there was something fishy, waiting for Yang Bo to finish scraping the statue, he immediately leaned over the table and looked, only to see the square, dark text seal on the Buddha statue's back: "He Chao Zong", four character seal!
"He Chao Sect!" As Liu Liangyu stared at these three words, his breathing became hurried.
Fat Liu's eyes were wide open. He had already guessed the answer, but he had actually seen it with his own eyes.
"It really is the He Chao Sect!" The Fat Liu muttered.
Yang Bo was also shocked in his heart. There was a scar on the Buddha statue's back that looked like it had been peeled off from a glaze, revealing the inner core within.
This trace was used to cover up the words inside!
He Zhaozong was known as the Porcelain Saint, and his sculptures were regarded as "unique treasures in the world" in the market of "East and West" in the sixteenth century. People "bought them at the price of ten thousand gold." His sculptures of different shapes of porcelain Guanyin, in Japan and the Buddhist countries of Southeast Asia, is regarded as a divine treasure, in the Western European people, as "the essence of Oriental art".
This was also the reason why Liu Liangyu and Fat Liu were so dumbfounded!
Yang Bo had already guessed it, but when he saw it for himself, he was ecstatic!
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"Zhizhi!" When the ear-piercing sound came out, it made Lan Yue frown. She cursed in a low voice: "Such low quality!"
Yang Lang laughed, "You lack money? Do you think I'm someone who needs money? "
Lan Yue looked at Yang Lang and chuckled, "You don't lack money? "You don't lack money, why would you use your girlfriend's money to buy food and drinks?"
Yang Lang's face stiffened, "Aren't you my girlfriend? You can't be considered an outsider."
Lan Yue looked at Yang Lang, "You don't have much of an income now, how do you think you can support me in the future?"
Yang Lang was startled, "My family is rich!"
"Is my family rich?" Lan Yue laughed, "Yo, I really couldn't tell."
Hearing Lan Yue's words, Yang Lang's face immediately blushed red, and said forcefully: "Why do I have no money left in my family?"
"Then how did you get rich? No car, no house, what do you have? " Lan Yue continued.
Yang Lang was startled, "Who said my family doesn't have a house? The things that I bought recently have already been transferred to my name, and are worth 1.8 million! At that time, my dad called the CEO of a real estate company and got it for a million yuan! "
Lan Yue looked at Yang Lang with disdain, "A house? Hehe, look at the people sitting here, which one of them isn't richer than you? "
Yang Lang was so angry that he turned around and looked around. Coincidentally, he saw Yang Bo holding onto the white porcelain, and pointed at Yang Bo, "Did you see that, that's my little brother.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]