"What? Do you know something about antiques? "

Xu Kai sat on the rickety chair and watched Guo Xihao's eyes stay on the porcelains. He asked curiously.

"amount! I know some porcelain. I used to have them at home, but I can't see the value of them Ha ha... "

looking at these porcelains and the calligraphy and painting placed in the corner, I think my father liked these things at the beginning. It was because of these things that Guo Xihao was scolded by his father for the first time.

I remember at that time, I scratched a true work of Tang Bohu. That day, I was scolded by...