freenovelworld Chapter 183: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 183: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Wei Miao ate happily. After Chinese food, he ate Western food, then ate fruit, and then drank soda after eating fruit.
Fortunately, the venue of 181 is very large, with two areas for Western food and Chinese food. She doesn’t eat ostentatiously, and the people who are responsible for keeping an eye on her already know Sister Yu’s instructions and don’t care.
But most of the things in the kitchen were empty.
It’s only the first half of the night and the food is almost gone. How am I going to get through the second half?
The purchasing team went out overnight to knock on doors and buy things.
"Young master, Master Lu, please go down." A waiter walked up to Wei Miao, who was eating who knows how many pieces of German roast pork knuckle, with a complicated expression.
Wei Miao puffed up his cheeks and looked up at the receptionist.
The guest's heart skips a beat when he sees her watery eyes and pretty face.
This kid looks really good.
Wei Miao swallowed the meat in his mouth, picked up the towel beside him and wiped the corners of his mouth, like a sated little animal, and said happily:
"Did Brother Lu lose money?"
Facing the well-behaved and pretty boy, the waiter's tone softened a bit, "Mr. Lu has placed ten bets and won every time."
Wei Miao became interested.
She knew that Lu Pingsheng was a man of great luck, but that did not include winning every time he gambled.
Unless someone wants him to win.
"Who did he beat?" Wei Miao drank a glass of lemonade to clear his mouth.
The waiter smiled and said, "It's Fourth Master Zeng."
"Interesting, take me to see it." Wei Miao looked cunning and followed the waiter downstairs.
When going down, walk towards the gambling table surrounded by people.
A woman in a black cheongsam said with a smile:
"Fourth Master, please don't be angry. They say that small gambling can make you happy. It's only ten rounds. You only lost the money of a wheel. It's a drop in the bucket for you."
Zeng Baoyi almost leaned half of his body in the woman's arms, listening to her words, and seemed quite smug.
Sister Yu then said delicately:
"It's normal for Master Lu to have better luck since it's his first time here. But Fourth Master, what did I say before? You were lucky before because you didn't meet anyone stronger than you. Isn't this what happened now?"
She is obviously a beautiful woman with some charm, and she is quite charming when she acts coquettishly, which makes the men around her jealous.
After listening to Sister Yu's words, they looked at the listless Mr. Zeng Si, then at the handsome Lu Pingsheng, and suddenly realized that what Sister Yu said made some sense.
"Sister Yu, your vision is as sharp as ever, and your comments are on point. Mr. Lu does seem to be extraordinary." Someone said.
"I heard that Master Lu once bought a blue and white porcelain vase for $25,000 on Wuma Street, and then he sold it for $350,000. He is truly a young talent, the best in Shanghai."
All kinds of compliments came one after another, praising Lu Pingsheng all over. Even Zeng Baoyi, who was half lying on Yujie's legs, felt coldly treated.
Zeng Baoyi had never suffered such humiliation since his biological father and mother passed away.
Especially when he saw Xiao Liuyan, who had smoked opium for him before, half leaning against Lu Pingsheng, he immediately sat up straight and looked at the unknown person in front of him seriously.
"Lu Pingsheng, right? We met at the racecourse last time?"
Zeng Baoyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who was sitting leisurely opposite the gambling table.
Lu Pingsheng curled his lips, his half-smile eyes filled with undisguised contempt and disdain. This condescending attitude was very much like Uncle Zeng Bao.
This is what Lu Pingsheng achieved after practicing for one day at home.
As expected, Zeng Baoyi lost all his rationality due to his garbage-like look.
"You bastard, do you really think that the one following Uncle Zeng Bao is him? You dare to look at me like that, do you want to die?"
Lu Pingsheng tapped the table with his slender fingers and said indifferently:
"Why don't you want to live?"
Zeng Baoyi saw the indifference in his eyes and became so angry that her face turned red and she was about to explode on the spot.
He was stopped by Sister Yu who was watching the show nearby.
"You two gentlemen are both outstanding people. You are both honored guests in my 181. Please give them some face and let all grudges be forgotten with a smile."
After hearing what Sister Yu said, Zeng Baoyi thought of the people behind the gambling house and calmed down. When he turned around, he saw Sister Yu throwing a coquettish glance at Lu Pingsheng.
"Do you dare to make a big bet with me?" Zeng Baoyi, who was on the verge of anger, slammed the table and shouted at Lu Pingsheng.
Sister Hong used a feather fan to cover the corners of her mouth, hiding the smile on her face.
Lu Pingsheng's hand tapping on the table paused slightly, and he looked at Zeng Baoyi with some surprise.
Zeng Baoyi caught this little bit of surprise accurately. He knew that this was a look of admiration.
He had seen it several times in Lao Jiu's eyes.
The way others looked at Lao Jiu countless times was the shadow of his youth and his lingering nightmare now!
The desire to win in his heart was successfully aroused.
At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, which was: gamble! Must gamble! A big gamble!!!
We must open the eyes of those who looked down on him, and let those who said that the Zeng family fell into decline under his hands see what it means to be as rich as a country and to spend money lavishly.
"What are you betting on?" Lu Pingsheng asked.
Zeng Baoyi said with contempt, "What do you have?"
In his opinion, what good things can a person who deals in antiques bring?
Lu Pingsheng picked up the box at his feet and said, "Just a few antiques."
Zeng Baoyi sneered, and the people around him also laughed.
"Mr. Lu, the Zeng family is not short of antiques."
Lu Pingsheng slowly opened his box, and the things inside came into view of the group of people.
"Hey, aren't these Gangmao and Yanmao that Master Chu Wen spent millions of gold to buy back then?"
Someone recognized the two pure white jade seals in the box at a glance.
The people who come here are not all good-for-nothings. They have status and money. Except for a few, most of them come from well-known families like Zeng Baoyi and Lu Pingsheng.
Most of the things in Lu Pingsheng's box are famous, but some are just what they say.
"Look, isn't that a piece of writing by Wang Xianzhi called 'She Nei Tie'? It was said to have been sold for 30,000 yuan at the time."
"If I'm not mistaken, this is Wang Meng's "Qingbian Recluse"?"
Zeng Baoyi fixed his gaze on the "Tao Te Ching" written in small regular script, and his eyes moved for a long time.
This is Wang Xizhi's "Tao Te Ching" in small regular script, which is what Uncle Zeng Bao has been looking for.
In other words, the things in the antique dealer's hands are all what Uncle Zeng Bao is looking for.
Lu Pingsheng gestured for him to look to the side.
Zeng Baoyi's eyes, which originally had a hint of astonishment, suddenly widened.
"Three Xi Tie?"
There was a hint of sharpness in his voice, which directly suppressed the discussions of the people around him.
The person who first recognized "Gangmao" pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, staring at the things in the box and breathing heavily.
"Yes, it's the Sanxi Tie!"
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I found the antiques after looking up a large number of collections from the Republic of China.
I wrote this randomly, don't take it seriously.
The main thing that Brother Lu is after besides the antiques is A Miao's money.
Poor as hell~~~~