Chapter 195

Liu Fan didn't seem to recognize the sarcasm in Wang Fu's tone. He shook his head and said seriously, "you are wrong. I only learned my eyesight when I became a doctor of archaeology. I have no culture. It's terrible. Do not know Lao Wang elder brother you what educational background? "

Wang Fu's sneer suddenly froze on his face.

Code, he graduated from graduate school, in front of Liu Fan was immediately crushed into slag.

What's the name of brother Wang!

Although Cui Zhigang is on Liu Fan's side, Liu Fan's "no culture, really terrible" also makes him feel ashamed.

Only Mo Shu and the old man laughed happily.

"Good Liu fan, sharp teeth, interesting."

Mo Shutong clapped his hands and said, "what kind of person is he? You only need one look to know his depth.".

In his opinion, Liu fan, even if he is a rag collector, will also be a great person.

"I'm flattered. I'll treat you to tea."

Liu Fan thought that Mo Shutong was very unusual, and he also wanted to make friends.

Then he took out a bag of tea from the woven bag.

"What, are you kidding me about letting my old man drink the tea you picked up?"

Wang Fu said angrily again that he had never seen such a rude person.

"Wang Fu, shut up and don't follow me if you talk again!"

Mo Shu with also angry, voice low rebuke way.

Suddenly, the temperature in the whole room of Wanqian hall seemed to be cold.

"Old man, I'm wrong. Please forgive me. I don't dare any more!"

Wang Fu was completely frightened and bowed his head to apologize. At this time, he remembered the legend that Mo Shu and the old man had killed decisively in the past.

When he went out this time, the family got through with him and asked him to be with him. He told him to talk less, watch more, and do more. He wanted to show his credit, but he didn't expect it to be self defeating.

Blame Liu Fan!

Thinking of this, Wang Fu's eyes flashed a trace of resentment.

"Hum!"

Mo Shutong was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Fu. Then he turned around and looked at the tea that Liu Fan took out. He sniffed it carefully and said with a little surprise, "this is Dahongpao, and it smells good."

Liu Fan smiles: "the old man is really an expert. This is the top Dahongpao. I have so much left. Take it out and invite you to taste it."

Mo Shutong was suddenly happy, and the tense atmosphere in the room disintegrated.

Wang Fu and Cui Zhigang were once again amazed by Liu Fan.

The top Dahongpao is not available to the rich!

"Little brother, is this also picked up?"

Don't be confused.

Liu Fan said mysteriously: "old man, I only accept treasure in this garbage bag. Ordinary rags are not qualified to enter here."

Mo Shutong immediately understood that this boy must have his own secret, what to pick up junk is the surface of smoke.

"Oh, good tea. Is this Dahongpao?"

At this moment, Li Xi's voice came from the back hall. He came in a hurry holding a blue and white porcelain can.

At first glance, they stare at the Dahongpao on the table, while Liu Fan and Mo Shutong look at the porcelain pot in his hand.

Mo Shutong took the jar over and looked at the bottom of the jar. At that time, six blue and white script of "made in Longqing year of Ming Dynasty" came into view.

This porcelain pot is decorated with blue and white, blue and white with purple color.

"It's really a blue and white cricket jar with cloud dragon pattern. Good, good!"

Mo Shutong is like a treasure. He can't help but praise it.

Li Xi held the tea and sighed: "good tea, good tea!"