ps: Kaven, it's very stuck. The information on hand is almost used, so I need to collect it again and find inspiration. Today I will have two updates, so I'll forgive you.

Some people always think about being a rich son-in-law, marry a rich and beautiful daughter, and then gain both wealth and sex, and be proud of the glory...

But they didn't think about it. The son-in-law of a wealthy family was actually similar to the son-in-law of an ancient princess. He seemed to be very glorious, but who could know the bitterness and pain behind it?

Of course, the situation is better now, but it is not much better. If you say that a family of wealthy families is a good family, you may not be happy. After all, you are from a wealthy family and have the same strong personality and no one can let anyone go. It is probably just a marriage that is a nominal one. In fact, there is no happiness at all.

In addition, it is a typical Cinderella myth. In this way, the possibility of success is higher with one side being very strong, while the other side being very weak. If the weak side turns a blind eye and follows the strong side's wishes, the marriage will probably last.

However, if it is a story about a poor boy and a rich daughter, it seems to be a little different. The treatment of the male version of Cinderella may be able to draw the answer from the words of Master Qiao Si. The three-course trials are held to find out that the 18th generation of ancestors are probably the lightest test. In addition, you must pass five levels and kill six generals, capture Meng Huo seven times, etc.

So although Wang Guan didn't know whether the person who would come here later was a good match or a poor boy, it would be difficult and difficult to hold a beautiful woman anyway, and it was very miserable and miserable, so he naturally had to observe a moment of silence for him.

"Old man, come to me." At this moment, the man came and the voice came over before the person arrived. The gentle and low voice gave people a relatively calm impression.

"Han Lang, come in quickly." With Master Qiao Si's greeting, a young young man with no appearance but full of sunshine and healthy atmosphere quickly walked into the hall.

Han Lang, as he was named, had a cheerful smile on his face and had a calm and gentle temperament. After walking into the hall, he also noticed Wang Guan and others. Especially when he saw Qiao Yu sitting next to Master Qiao Si, he understood a little bit what was going on.

"Old man..."

At this time, Han Lang did not deliberately pretend to be confused, but instead smiled and said, "This is Miss Qiao Yu."

"Yes, this is my granddaughter Xiaoyu." Master Qiao Si introduced solemnly. Then he said with a smile: "I must feel bored and depressed when I talk to an old man in the past two days. Xiaoyu is coming back and is about to take her friends around. If you ask you to carry your bag and carry your bag, you shouldn't mind, right?"

"How could it be? This is my honor." Han Lang naturally would not refuse. He had the awareness of this before coming. He also recognized the arrangements at home, otherwise he would not have gone this trip, and even waited for several days.

"He doesn't mind, I'm still concerned."

There are not so many loves at first sight in the world. Moreover, due to preconceived reasons, Qiao Yu doesn't like Han Lang anyway, so there is no need to expect her to have any good face.

Unfortunately, neither Qiao Siye nor Han Lang seemed to have heard Qiao Yu's protest, so he decided to make up for it. She could not refuse after preparing for it. Or, even if she refused, she would arrange it as much as she should.

Qiao Yu was upset about this and immediately stood up and said, "Xiao Ye, let's go to my room to take a look."

In a very amazing saying, even if a woman’s room is not as taboo as in ancient boudoirs, without her invitation, men must be conscious of their tact and stop, and don’t expect to follow her.

However, Qiao Yu's move was too lethal. Not only was Han Lang helpless, but Wang Guan was also shot and watched Qiao Yu pull Baye away, leaving him alone in the hall with embarrassing tea.

However, after Qiao Yu and Bei Ye left, the atmosphere in the hall did not cool down. Han Lang looked at Wang Guan curiously and asked with a smile: "What do you call this brother?"

"Wang Guan."

While introducing himself, Wang Guan handed out his business card. However, his business card also changed a little, with the address and contact information of the Shiyi Pavilion in the capital. At the same time, out of the instinct of the boss, he also made a good fortune and said with a friendly smile: "Please take care of me. If you have any needs in the future, just call me."

Of course, when the phone rang, he might not have answered it, but it was the shopkeeper Cao Xiang who was receiving it.

"It must be..." Han Lang looked at the content of the business card very seriously, and the smile on his face remained the same. No matter what thoughts he had in his heart, he would definitely not show it at this time.

At this time, Master Qiao Si took the opportunity to glance and said with a smile: "A man who is in the antique business? He opened a shop in Beijing at a young age. He is so young and promising."

"Just just toss and barely support your family." Wang Guan smiled, because of his personality, he couldn't show it.

"I'm so humble." Master Qiao Si waved his hand, played with the big cigarette pole in his hand, and suddenly handed it over and said with a smile: "Help me see how this thing is? The person who gave it to me said it was something Ji Xiaolan used, I don't know if it's true."

"Well……"

When Wang Guan heard this, he was a little ridiculous. After all, Ji Xiaolan, Ji's big cigarette pipe was a joke on TV, not a real person in history. After all, Ji Xiaolan was also an example of civil officials and ministers, so he must pay attention to his appearance. In addition, there are no records in this regard in history books, so the cigarette pole must not be his relic.

At this time, Wang Guan understood the helplessness of some connoisseurs. Modern people always like to take the deeds of the characters on TV seriously, and then make a lot of strange objects. Some people even offer them as treasures and use them for expert identification, and even swear that they are real things passed down from ancestors, which is really ridiculous.

However, the cigarette pole was handed over, but Wang Guan didn't want to answer it, so he naturally took it over. As soon as he started, the first thing he felt was that the cigarette pole was very heavy, mainly because the cigarette pole was relatively large and had a metal structure, so he must have some pressure.

Wang Guan weighed it slightly and felt that the cigarette pole was a bit like a martial arts novel mentioning Qimen weapons. Even if there was no hidden smoke poison, it would be able to smash the human head directly.

"Han Lang."

Just as Wang Guan was enjoying the big cigarette pole, Master Qiao Si smiled and turned his head and said, "How do you think of my big cigarette pole?"

"Um?"

At this moment, it was Han Lang's turn to hesitate. There is no doubt that this is a test. As for how to answer, it needs to be carefully considered. Honesty? Witness? Avoid the important things less? Be straightforward? Different answers mean different impressions.

Of course, Han Lang didn't dare to hesitate for too long. He smiled after blinking a little, "Old man, I don't know much about this. Besides, with experts present, I don't have to show off my skills. In addition, smoking is not good for the health. I hope you will be more modest in the future."

There are several meanings in one sentence, which can be said to be free from water. It is really embarrassing him. I just don’t know if Master Qiao Si is satisfied?

Han Lang guessed in his heart, but saw that Master Qiao Si was still smiling, and his tone remained so kind: "Haha, don't worry, the old man knows it. Just take a sip every day to enjoy it. I still want to live to be 120 years old, and I value health more than anyone else, and I will never let the tobacco destroy myself."

"The old man will definitely get what he wants." Han Lang quickly agreed.

"It's inevitable."

While speaking, Master Qiao Si turned around and asked Wang Guan with a smile: "How is it? My big cigarette pole is good."

"It's not just good, it's a rare treasure." Wang Guan was amazed.

For a moment, Han Lang was stunned. Although there was no emotional change on the surface, he felt a little despised in his heart. He felt that Wang Guan was too unconventional and his flattery level was too low-end, which made people despise him.

However, Master Qiao Si was quite happy and smiled and said, "Is it really that good?"

“Very good, very good.”

Wang Guan sighed, "I won't talk about the tobacco pot head. It was repeatedly melted with fine copper, and it seemed that precious metals such as gold and silver were added. It seemed to be made by refining Xuande furnace. Therefore, the surface is warm and can be insulated. Even when the tobacco is lit, it will not feel hot even if you reach out to touch it."

“As for the cigarette pole…”

Wang Guan pondered for a while, his fingers brushed by the smoke pole, and his face looked admiring: "It's also a very precious thing."

"Um?"

At the right time, Master Qiao Si's eyes became a little more surprised, and then he smiled and said, "Young man really has a few tricks. Then tell me, how is the cigarette pole precious?"

"If I read it correctly, the cigarette pole should be bamboo." Wang Guan smiled. This is not nonsense, because the cigarette pole should be often played with. A thick layer of patina has formed on the surface, and the golden color looks like bronze.

Although there are interlaced and crooked joints on the cigarette pole, it may be because the joints are not regular. If you don’t take a closer look at them, most people will think that the cigarette pole is made of copper, but they just deliberately decorate some mottled bamboo joints on it.

At this time, Master Qiao's eyes became even more smiling: "Since it's bamboo, how can it be said to be precious?"

"Bamboo is not ordinary, of course it's very precious."

Wang Guan smiled and said, "This should be the tortoise shell bamboo, also known as the dragon scale bamboo. This is a very rare bamboo variety, extremely rare, and a treasure among bamboos. My master, your cigarette rod should have been carefully selected. The interlaced bamboo joint patterns are very symmetrical, like a delicate tortoise shell, symbolizing longevity and health, and it is even more valuable."

"Haha, it's not bad." Master Qiao Si praised: "I finally met someone with a discerning eye and knew the preciousness of my cigarette pole."

Hearing this, Han Lang's eyes flashed, but a warm smile appeared on his face, and even praised: "Experts are experts, and their eyesight is indeed very powerful."

"Give me a lot of awards." Wang Guan smiled and said, "It's mainly because the old man's things are good."

"Is that thing an antique? Is it really something that Ji Xiaolan used?" Han Lang asked curiously again: "By the way, old man, who gave you the cigarette pole? He is so willing to give you a treasure, so the relationship must be very good..."

"A deliberate black-hearted or unintentional act?"

In an instant, Wang Guan frowned slightly before asking if it was Ji Xiaolan's big cigarette pole, and said that the person who gave the goods had a good relationship with Master Qiao Si, and it was clearly just a disguised trap.
Chapter completed!