"However, I’ll put on so makeup before going," Mu Anhan said, not wanting to steal the spotlight upon her arrival in Yun City.
After all, she was now in the role of Mrs. Gu, and everything she did had to consider Gu Xiaozhan’s feelings.
She couldn’t let Gu Xiaozhan’s political enemies seize on anything to attack him!
She also couldn’t let his business rivals find any unfounded reasons to exaggerate and target him.
Mu Anhan applied simple makeup, instantly transforming into a mature woman of about thirty, and also altered her appearance.
The shop owner saw her co into the store and didn’t recognize her at all, "What would you like to buy?"
Mu Anhan chuckled softly, "Uncle, it’s !"
"Ah..." The shop owner was taken aback, "I couldn’t recognize you at all, you’re amazing! Let’s go!"
On the way, he was quite talkative, telling Mu Anhan that his na was Zhang Jing, and he had been running this antique shop for half his life, finding so good things but also being deceived.
The richest family in Yun City had many antiques and had invited nurous experts to study them, yet so pieces remained mysteries even to the experts.
The wealthiest family had the surna Si, and their family had been dealing with these artifacts for generations.
It’s often said that it takes three generations to cultivate a noble, but the Si family cultivated a Yun City tycoon in three generations.
When they arrived, the butler said, "Mr. Zhang, Miss Tang, the master still has guests; please wait a mont and have a cup of tea first."
"Thank you!" Zhang Jing picked up the teacup.
"Uncle Zhang..." Mu Anhan called to him.
"What’s wrong?" Zhang Jing paused.
Mu Anhan looked at his cup, "Do you mind drinking tea from an antique cup?"
Zhang Jing imdiately put down the teacup. To be honest, these things were fine for appreciation, but using such antiques to drink tea was a bit unsettling.
"Do you know its origin?"
"Yes." Mu Anhan nodded, "However, it’s from the house of He Shen of the Qing Dynasty."
"That notorious official?" Zhang Jing felt a bit creepy and decided not to drink from it, lest he have nightmares, "What about your cup?"
Mu Anhan took a sip, "Mine is mass-produced. This tea is quite good!"
"Why is it like this?" Zhang Jing was puzzled.
Mu Anhan smiled, "I guess everyone in this house knows a bit about these things. Uncle Zhang is a familiar guest to them, so naturally, they use the finest teacup for you. I’m just a regular visitor from afar, so an ordinary cup will do."
"I want a regular cup too." Zhang Jing envied her.
Mu Anhan laughed.
Not long after, Mr. Si finished eting his guest and ca out.
"Zhang Jing, why aren’t you drinking the tea today?" Mr. Si looked in high spirits, very cheerful.
Zhang Jing dared not reveal the truth, "Master, I’m not thirsty."
"Not thirsty? Or afraid to drink?" Mr. Si’s words made Zhang Jing lower his head in embarrassnt.
He then looked at Mu Anhan, "Is this the appraisal expert you ntioned?"
"Master, this is Xiao Tang; she’s quite skilled in appraising treasures!" Zhang Jing promptly introduced.
"Hello, Master!" Mu Anhan stood up and bowed.
Mr. Si glanced at her, "Xiao Tang, care to explain why Zhang Jing is afraid to drink?"
He was testing her!
Mu Anhan smiled, "Uncle Zhang’s teacup cos from the Qing Dynasty’s He Shen house; it’s just one of his many ordinary antiques."
"Just a guess?" The master looked at her with a aningful gaze.
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