Chapter 73

The box was a brocade box, with a red exterior and a bright yellow brocade cloth inside, containing a large white-glazed bowl.

After Ersha came in, he did not even greet anyone, but directly opened the box and showed the large bowl to Yang Bo, saying, "Boss, how about this piece?"

Yang Bo did not look at the white-glazed bowl but stared at the other person for a while. He had a square face with short hair, sharp features, and bright eyes, which did not match his nickname, Ersha!

"I've always been puzzled, why is your nickname Ersha?" Yang Bo asked curiously.

Ersha chuckled, "I've been slow since I was young, always reacting a bit slower than others. After so many years of being out, I'm still stuck in a small city. The brothers outside always say I'm too foolish, not even thinking about making big money! Later, they started calling me Ersha!"

Yang Bo smiled, "Being content with a modest fortune is also a blessing!"

"Yes, being content with a modest fortune is the best! In this world, many smart people have fallen because of their own intelligence. Even if they make a lot of money, what's the use?" Ersha sighed.

Yang Bo nodded and turned to look at the white-glazed bowl in front of him, chatting casually, "If you like being content with a modest fortune, why come to a big city?"

The bowl had a wide mouth, deep belly, and a slightly inward-curving lower abdomen. Below it was a very shallow hidden foot. The body was thin and firm, and the entire surface was covered with white glaze. The outer wall was plain without any decoration, and the center of the bowl to the inner wall was carved with a pattern of a broken branch of convoluted leaves of a daylily.

This was a large carved flower bowl from the Northern Song Dynasty Ding kiln!

Yang Bo initially determined this, but noticed that the other person had not responded. He turned to look and saw Ersha sitting in the chair with a blank expression, not saying a word.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh?" Ersha was startled, turned to look, and said, "What's the matter?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "Nothing, just that you haven't answered my question from before!"

Yang Bo's eyes were fixed on the carved flower bowl in front of him. The white glaze was no longer snow-white but had a yellowish ivory color. This color was not glaring and did not look harsh, making it very comfortable to look at.

Ersha chuckled, "I've already said it before, some smart people think they are smart, but they still fall. So, I came!"

Yang Bo stared at the Ding kiln bowl in front of him, his heart suddenly jolted. He turned to look and saw the other person smiling at him.

Yang Bo examined it again and found no problems, but he was still not at ease. A light appeared before his eyes, gradually converging. In a moment, a thin layer of light formed around the bowl, which only reached the Republican era! At the bottom of the foot, a thread of light formed, not merging with the light above. This discovery surprised Yang Bo!

"Boss, how about this large bowl?" Ersha asked.

Yang Bo nodded, "It's indeed very good, a fine piece from the Ding kiln, especially the carved flower technique. The patterns are carved with a knife, and then a fine line is drawn next to the outline, forming a double line on one side and a slanted cut on the other, which is very distinctive!"

"Then what price will the boss give?" Ersha asked.

Yang Bo shook his head, "This fine carved flower bowl from the Ding kiln is very valuable. The real boss of the shop is not here, so I can't make a decision easily!"

Ersha was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting Yang Bo to use such an excuse. "I think it's best if you scrape a layer of powder from the bottom, take it for testing, and then submit the results to the boss. If the boss decides, you can contact me!"

Yang Bo nodded, "That's fine!"

After noting down the contact information, Yang Bo collected the powder and watched the other person leave, then fell into deep thought.

Could the other person be targeting him? A high-quality Republican imitation of a Ding kiln bowl, with a circle of Northern Song Dynasty Ding kiln powder stuck to the bottom. If this was to deal with him, it seemed too grandiose. After all, he was just a small antique shop owner.

If it was really to deal with him, who could it be? Yang Bo thought for a long time but could not think of anyone he had offended. Could it be Jia Huairen? But Jia Huairun has no brothers!

...

Yang Bo's father's wound was healing quickly, and he could already walk on his own. Yang Bo's mother was finally free and had time to go to the market to buy vegetables and then cook at the small canteen.

Ye Xiaoxuan still often brought soup and porridge over. After Yang Bo's mother started cooking, she no longer let Ye Xiaoxuan bring food from home. Moreover, after cooking lunch, Yang Bo's mother would insist on having Ye Xiaoxuan eat with her.

The colleagues in the nurse's office often joked about this, saying that Ye Xiaoxuan had found a good family. Ye Xiaoxuan was often troubled by this! Because she knew very well that Yang Bo either did not have feelings for her or had some other reason, always subtly rejecting her kindness!

Yang Bo's mother also knew about this. After failing to persuade her, she actually adopted Ye Xiaoxuan as a goddaughter. Yang Bo only found out about this when he went to the hospital!

"Mom, aren't you delaying her?" Yang Bo frowned and advised.

Yang Bo's mother was righteous, "She's a goddaughter, not a daughter-in-law! How is that delaying her? If she marries someone else in the future, I'll have to give a gift. To save this money, you need to work hard!"

Yang Bo's father's condition improved, making Yang Bo's mother very happy. Even her words became humorous. Yang Bo could not argue and left after a short while.

Yang Bo went out to drink with Luo Yaohua, who soon arrived.

While drinking, Yang Bo complained about this matter, and Luo Yaohua burst out laughing, "What a happy trouble!"

"Speaking of which, I remember seeing that girl in the hospital. She's very pretty, pure and charming. If I weren't so much older, this kind of thing wouldn't be your turn!"

Yang Bo poured a glass of wine for Luo Yaohua, "I don't know what's going on. I don't have much time to think about these things now, I just want to focus on making money!"

Luo Yaohua picked up the wine glass and put it down again, "You're not under too much pressure, thinking of becoming a monk, or coming out of the closet?"

"Go! Go!" Yang Bo waved his hand.

"Don't think too much about this. You're young, and there will be many opportunities in the future!" Luo Yaohua laughed.

"Have you got anything good recently?" Luo Yaohua asked.

Yang Bo shook his head, "I haven't received any good items recently, and the antique shop business isn't doing well."

Luo Yaohua raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Do you want to go with your brother?"

Yang Bo was puzzled, "Are you going out? Aren't you going to work?"

"I realized I'm not cut out for being an official. I've been pestering my grandfather to let me out for the past few years. He finally agreed recently. I've been busy with the transfer, and now I work in the HR department of a state-owned enterprise, almost stepping out of the system!"

Luo Yaohua said excitedly.

Yang Bo was speechless. Many people wanted to get in but couldn't, and he was jumping out, "Where are you going? Not too far!"

"Shaanxi!" Luo Yaohua said.

"Shaanxi is too far!"

"By plane, it's very quick, and it's a rare opportunity!"