The two people brought it out, and Han Kongque said: "I also have a bottle of 1989 Lafite here, given by Jiang Lin. We just drank it tonight."

"Brother? Is that wine real? It costs more than 30,000 yuan for a bottle, how can you be willing to drink it?" Upon hearing this, Han Guangrong realized that this was not the bottle of red wine that his eldest brother drank when he first came here to live?

At that time, even if someone beat him to death, he didn't believe that his elder brother could get more than 30,000 bottles of red wine.

But later on, Han Peacock became increasingly difficult to understand, so he would think of that bottle of red wine from time to time.

Thinking, is that true?

However, he never had the chance to confirm it, and today, Han Kongque took the initiative to confirm it for him.

"Shut up if anyone drinks. Otherwise, just the four of us will drink, so that each of us can drink a little more." Han Kongque said.

Sun Xiaoming said: "Does it really cost more than 30,000 yuan per bottle?"

Han Kongque said: "Don't listen to his nonsense. It's not that expensive. You can just drink it. But there is only one bottle of red wine. How about you get some white wine? There are many in the storage room. What do you want? I'll give you one.

box."

"No, just drink for fun. Who wants to drink? Let's have some beer! This is real." Sun Dalei quickly refused, but he knew that the wine in Han Peacock's storage room was full of good wine, and each bottle cost a few dollars.

One hundred dollars.

"Okay. If you don't want to drink, I won't drink." Han Peacock didn't give in much.

This is what Han Rongrong said: "Brother, you will be out for a long time this time, right? Give us six points of living expenses?"

"Well, I want to leave some for you. Even if you don't eat, Dalei and Xiao Ming will eat." Han Kongque opened the red wine and gave everyone a glass.

The cup he used was a little larger than the glass, so the five people could just share it.

Han Rongrong looked at his eldest brother blankly, did he really want to give him living expenses?

Han Peacock smiled and said: "Xiao Ming, there is a wad of newspapers behind you, please take it carefully."

"Well? Is this it? Brother?" Sun Xiaoming immediately took a paper ball wrapped in newspaper and placed it on the dining table.

Han Peacock opened it several times, revealing a broken small bowl.

"Han Xing, take a look." Han Peacock didn't say much and just let Han Xing get started.

"It's so beautiful. This is a small pastel bowl? The manufacturing process is very exquisite!" Han Xing made a conclusion about this small bowl just by looking at it.

Han Guangrong next to him was dumbfounded. Not to mention Han Guangrong, even Sun Dalei and Sun Xiaoming had stiff expressions.

Of course they knew this small bowl, it was accidentally broken by Sun Dalei yesterday.

He was always doing things in a hurry. This small bowl was used by Han Guangrong to eat. After Han Guangrong finished eating, he put it on the edge of the dining table. Unexpectedly, when Sun Dalei got up after finishing his meal, he moved the table and put this little bowl.

The bowl fell to the ground and broke.

Han Guangrong said guiltily: "There are a lot of these small bowls in the cupboard. How can they be good things? Don't pretend to understand. You can buy three of them for ten yuan in the market."

Han Peacock glared at Han Guangrong and told him to shut up. Looking at Han Xing again, Han Xing was not disturbed by Han Guangrong at all. At this time, he was concentrating on studying a piece of porcelain.

At this time, no matter how stupid Han Guangrong was, he knew that he seemed to be in trouble. He quickly picked up another piece of porcelain and looked at it seriously.

This is a small bowl with pink peach branches. There are four or five peaches on a peach branch in the small bowl. Each peach is so festive. With the clear and elegant peach leaves, the pink peaches are even more beautiful.

, seeing how beautiful this small bowl was, Han Rongrong was startled and stunned. He did not expect that the rice bowl he usually used was so beautiful.

Recently, he has also seen a lot of pictures of pastel porcelain from the Internet. There are not many paintings on the Internet that can reach this level. Only some famous antiques can be comparable to the painting on this small bowl.

This made Han Guangrong even more panicked. When Han Xing put down the largest fragment, he hurriedly took it over. After all, he had not lived in vain these days, and he also knew how to read the bottom line: "Jurentang?"

Han Peacock stopped Han Xing who wanted to speak, and sneered at Han Guangrong: "Have you finished reading the General History of China?"

"I've finished reading." Han Guangrong's mind kept spinning. Of course he knew what his elder brother was going to ask him, but Ju Rentang just didn't have the slightest impression.

"Where is Jurentang?" Han Peacock directly broke Han Guangrong's last illusion and asked this question.

Han Guangrong stammered and couldn't say anything.

Han Kongque said disappointedly: "What's the use of reading it like this?"

"Is Jurentang famous? Why don't I have any impression of it?" Han Guangrong asked doubtfully.

Han Kongque said: "How can someone who can leave a mark in history not be famous? Han Xing, tell him what is going on in Jurentang?"

Han Xing said: "Brother Han, don't say that about Glory. After all, he doesn't study history, and it's not like I study archeology. It's normal for him not to know.

When we were in junior high and high school, who would remember these things? He had no exposure to antiques, so he was not sensitive to some things that require special memory."
Chapter completed!