Chapter 99 Visiting the Old Chief (3)

"The Eighteenth Change of the Women's University, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, have you grown so big? I almost couldn't recognize you when I saw your photo the other day. Well, yes, you are more aura than what you see in the photo, Jingshan boy No, I hid my granddaughter so tightly that I only saw it today."

We haven't seen each other for more than ten years...Qidong hides his face and smiles, it's not normal if a person hasn't changed in more than ten years.

Wushuang didn't know how to answer, and was a little embarrassed to be looked down upon by his old man, so he just smiled and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Mu, for your compliment. Grandpa Mu also told Grandpa that he still has the same demeanor."

Only three generations of the Mu family gave birth to a girl, Mu Zhilan. He is dressed in iron and blood, but he likes cute girls the most.

Mu Baichuan laughed loudly, stroked his beard and asked, "Why didn't you come with your grandfather?"

Wushuang didn't know how to answer. Even Grandpa didn't know that she came here this time. What if it got to Grandpa's ears...

"Grandpa, Uncle Xia didn't know that we came here this time. Let Wu Shuang drink first." Mu Jinchen made a timely relief.

"Look at my memory, Chen'er is using it here as a stake, hurry up and bring out my tea set, use the best purple clay pot, and bring back that set." Then he took Jing Wushuang's hand, " Come, let's sit by the side of the tea boat and wait for tea."

Mu Baichuan usually hurts Mu Jinchen the most, but now that he sees Wushuang, he leans aside.

Wushuang let the old man hold his hand. The old man's hand was very thin, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bones. It was also very cold and covered with age spots of different shades. Feeling sad, I often heard my grandfather talk about the heroic spirit of the old chief, how strong his flesh and blood, but now it is...

After a while, Qidong came out with a set of tea sets.

From this point of view, it looks like a good purple clay teapot, with a lustrous luster and natural luster, which is comparable to the best jade, and the patterns carved on it are also ingenious.

The whole set is designed in the shape of dried plums. There is a main pot with six cups and six saucers. The spout is trumpet-shaped, vigorous and powerful. The carving skills are superb, the petals are clear, lifelike, and elegant, this is a rare top grade.

Mu Baichuan took it carefully, and offered it in front of Wushuang like touching a treasure, "Shuang'er, come and see the treasure that my good grandson gave me. I just opened the pot not long ago. I use a good Tieguanyin to raise it every day. Look at the color is getting better and better."

"This looks like an excellent purple sand, has it been stored for decades?" Wushuang sighed.

"Shuang'er has good eyesight. The teapot is of course used to make tea. Such a good teapot, I don't know what those people are hiding."

This set of tea sets had indeed been hidden by collectors for decades. It was said that it was put up for auction because of poor cash flow.

The old man is open-minded by nature, even if it is auctioned at a sky-high price, it is just a tea container given to him by his grandson when he gets it, and he uses it to make tea.

Wushuang thought of something, pulled his backpack, and took out something wrapped in newspaper.

She opened it layer by layer, but there was a cake of Pu'er tea the size of a small saucer, "Grandpa Mu, shall we drink this?"

The old man's eyes and ears are not bright, but his nose is still very bright. When he opened it, he could smell the old mellow fragrance.

Where are the babies?