.Why is Ningyuan still keeping this package slip Several months ago, she watched the other person throw it in the trash!Li Yiyuan reached out and took it. Looking at the shipping label, he read aloud:...Rong Zhaonan still didn't speak, pretending not to understand Tang Lao's sarcasm. He came and sat at the dinner table.

Ning Yuan didn't notice that Tang Lao was mocking Rong Zhaonan, she only felt that Tang Lao's thoughts were very advanced and quite stylish like a Shanghai intellectual.

She nodded vigorously: "That's right, lean on the mountain and the mountain will fall, rely on people and people will run away, you still have to rely on yourself."

Rong Zhaonan glanced at her. No matter what Lao Tang said, he didn't feel anything. Ning Yuan echoed a sentence, and he inexplicably felt it was grating.

Mr. Tang lazily ignored him, pushed his glasses up his nose, and sat down: “My wife and I have talked about it, we can't rely on you to earn money all the time. We have a few old items here, let's see if we can sell them for something. This will be a bit of work for you.”

Ningyuan has been continuously buying medicine from the black market in the county town, and combined with her own acupuncture treatment, she's made great progress combining Eastern and Western medicine. She doesn't want to cause them any more trouble.

Rong Zhaonan had no intention of continuing with Ning Yuan, and once he left, Ning Yuan would have no prey to trade for money.

At the time, he read the newspaper. Besides pondering its format, he also pondered this matter. He only brought Rong Zhaonan out to ask about it today.

He couldn't let his last disciple be left alone, he had to find a way for this child.

After finishing his words, he glared at Rong Zhaonan again.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid works during the day, hunts in the mountains at night, and helps their elderly couple push manure carts and tidy up the yard.

He has to get him out.

Rong Zhaonan: "......"

Grandpa Tang's favoritism has no bounds.

Ning Yuan looked at the bowl, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then agreed: "Okay."

Intellectuals have a sense of pride, let alone the fact that she knows Grandpa Tang and Grandma Xia actually feel sorry for them being tired.

"Xia Xia's grandmother can't keep going to other people's places and stealing their pig troughs, chicken feeding bowls, and cow water tanks..." Ning Yuan looked earnestly at Xia Xia's grandmother.

Even if it was originally from Xia A Po's ancestral home, since it has been divided as collective property, stealing it back could easily offend people.

It's also easy for people to accuse you of being a "landlord's wife fighting back"

Xia A-po lowered her eyelids, her expression somewhat downcast. She mumbled, "Could I be so foolish as to get to this point I only did this because the old sixth wife constantly insults me, so I gave her a pig's bowl."

Ning Yuan also understood Xia A-po's identity. Being gossiped about was the least of her worries. Back in the day, many ruthless landlords were executed for their greed.

"Don't worry, your grandmother still has a few things hidden away." Mr. Tang stated.

Summer Auntie is unreliable, only when Grandpa Tang speaks does Ning Yuan feel at ease.

She thought for a moment, then took a cloth and washed the bowl clean. Sure enough, the snow-white bottom appeared, adorned with exquisite floral and bird enamel patterns.

"She's really quite beautiful," Ning Yuan couldn't help but say.

"Yes, this is a fine piece from the Yongzheng Imperial kilns!" Summer Lao gestured for her to flip the bowl over.

As expected, there were a few characters at the bottom of the bowl - "Made during the Yongzheng period."

Ning Yuan was taken aback, remembering that she seemed to have seen a few bowls like this at her own home. However, she had never thought they were antiques; they had all ended up in the hands of her third sister later on.

Summer's grandmother started instructing Ningyuan: "Look carefully, old woman, I'll teach you how to distinguish genuine from fake antiques. After that, you have to learn more from me."

Ning Yuan nodded and said, "Okay!"

She knew that Grandma Xia was giving her advice intentionally, and she didn't feel that learning was a burden at all.

In her past life, she only had a junior high school education. If she didn't endure the hardship of studying, she would have to endure the hardship of life.

Looking at Ning Yuan being taught, Old Mrs. Xia was in a good mood and continued—

"First, let's look at this bowl. See if the glaze is lustrous and rich. The enamel colors from the Yongzheng period had a unique color rendering. Then, examine the way the foot of the bowl is shaped, the style of the inscription on the bottom, and the special effect created by the blue pigment used during the Yongzheng era..."

Ning Yuan listened intently to Grandma Xia's explanation, so engrossed that she didn't even touch her food.forced.Róng Zhāonán looked at her own wide "new bed" with an unfathomable gaze, and said to her: “You insist on sleeping with me...”Ning Yuan immediately blushed, raising her voice: “Don’t talk nonsen...