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Chapter 801 8 Buddha Statues

Shiyun entered the bedroom, closed the door, her beautiful eyes were filled with passion, and her whole body was filled with blood. She threw herself directly into Xia Chuan's arms, and her fiery red lips were pressed against hers.

The make-up artist's hands were ready to touch up the make-up, but they were frozen in the air. Didn't they have children?Is it still possible?My number one makeup artist’s trademark is going to be smashed here.

Xia Chuan waited for his sister to release her madness, and then asked in confusion: "Sister, why are you so happy?"

Shiyun's face glowed, and she giggled: "Because you said that you have the final say in every cell of my sister, so my sister won't have any burden."

Xia Chuan said speechlessly: "Sister, do you really take them seriously? Well, okay, they are relatives after all."

Shiyun seemed angry and smiled at the same time: "The key point is the previous sentence. If you are more domineering, my sister will like it."

Xia Chuan was startled and asked tentatively: "Aren't we going to stop wearing makeup?"

Shiyun immediately said with a straight face: "How about I strangle you to death?"

The makeup artist laughed first. How did Xia Chuan come up with this?This is not overbearing, does it cost a woman's life?

"Okay, let me think about it. By the way, how about we sing Little Apple?"

Shiyun smiled softly: "Okay, are there any more?"

Xia Chuan said weakly: "No more."

The makeup artist was extremely moved at this moment. Xia Chuan could be domineering to anyone, except his wife.

Shiyun pursed her lips and finally said affectionately: "Take Yuhua into the bridal chamber tonight."

The makeup artist trembled all over and almost slapped the powder on Xia Chuan's face.

Xia Chuan said seriously: "No, absolutely not. Not even in ordinary times, let alone the wedding ceremony. I must be perfect for my sister."

Shiyun said angrily: "But sister wants to give you perfection."

Xia Chuan immediately collapsed: "I'm already perfect. Life and career must be separated and cannot be mixed together. You are just fooling around. No wonder Mom is angry. Did you tell me before? I feel sorry for her."

Shiyun asked with a smile: "You care about mom's feelings?"

"Of course, it makes me feel bad too."

Shiyun suddenly smiled brightly like a flower: "Okay, it's okay if you feel uncomfortable. My sister just wants to make you feel uncomfortable and just wants to fool around once. And my sister and Yuhua have said that the words they say are like spilled water and can never be taken back. , otherwise what’s the point of having Yuhua as your best friend? Don’t ruin my sister’s credibility.”

Xia Chuan's heart ached for a while. My sister's love is truly boundless. He said depressedly: "I object."

"invalid objection."

"Don't you think my sister likes to be domineering?"

"But you are not overbearing. If you give your sister a good beating, she will be obedient."

"Okay." Xia Chuan began to roll up his arms and sleeves, and the makeup artist's eyes almost flew out.

Shiyun looked at it with a smile.

Sure enough, Xia Chuan was ready, but said: "Let's put on makeup."

Shiyun chuckled and hugged him for another kiss: "Reward my brother for being obedient."

The makeup artist Juhan was really eye-opening.

……

After the wedding convoy left, everyone in Xu Jiaying became the welcome guests.

This standard made everyone who came to the wedding feel that their visit was worthwhile, and they got to know so many famous people all at once.

Xu Jiaying, Ma Xiaoyun, Bao Bo, Jiang Wei, Chu Lingxuan, Liu Zhenshan, Liu Zhenhai, Ran Hong, Han Mei.

Especially Xu Jiaying, look at him, he was verbally and verbally criticized a few days ago, but today he is glowing here.Moreover, Xu Jiaying looks very good and speaks in a dignified and upright manner. If he were a seasoned person, he would sound intimidating.

Chu Anning set up a table in the yard, covered with red velvet, and sat there to register the gifts.

No one comes empty-handed, as Xia Chuan said, there are many cheap cultural relics.

And unlike giving red envelopes, there is an accurate number there. There is no comparison, at least no one will give you a price on the spot. When you send it, you just record the name of the artifact and who sent it, put a label on it, and the bodyguard returns it to the study. That's it. That’s all.

"Hey, Teacher Ma is here." Chu Anning stood up to greet him with a smile on his face: "What other gifts do you bring?"

Ma Modu put a palm-sized box on the table with a smile: "I am just selfish. I want Xia Chuan to put it on the table and think of me often."

Chu Anning and Chu Anning laughed loudly. When they opened it, they didn't recognize it. It looked like a round toad with beautiful tattoos.

Ma Modu couldn't wait to be asked and said casually: "It's just a copper paperweight from the Tang Dynasty."

He said it casually, as if he was worthless, and Chu Anning wondered, could there be such a big egg?Then he picked up his pen and wrote: Tong Zhenzi.

Ma Modu shook slightly and stabilized.

He simply said: "How about I do the registration work for you?"

"That's great. The biggest headache for me is that I don't know him." Chu Anning immediately gave in.

Ma Mo sat down calmly, the scene was different, so Tong Zhenzi was changed first.

Looking at the names of the antiques in front, I don’t recognize most of them, and it’s puzzling to know the ones I do know. How come there are still people who give away ‘porta pots’?Even the emperor's chamber pot cannot be used as a wedding gift.

He asked politely: "What shape is this chamber pot?"

"It's just like a tablet. It's probably meant to be placed on the bed and won't fall over." Chu Anning measured the thickness.

Ma Mo is already sweating. Didn't the person who delivered it see you writing about the potty?That's for wine.

He picked up his pen and changed it: flat pot.

Chu Anning's cheeks turned slightly red, and she suddenly covered her head: "Ouch, I'm a little dizzy. Teacher Ma, you're tired, I'm going to take a rest."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Ma Modu lowered his head and said.

Suddenly a fat man came over and said, "Hey, Teacher Ma, are you trying to scare the guests to death?"

Ma Modu burst into laughter: "Wei Bureau, what do you mean?"

The fat man chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Don't say they are fake."

"I don't understand this bit of human sophistication, don't you? Fake things don't mean you're sincere. Eye-catching is normal. I won't comment on whether it's true or false. But I estimate that the possibility of being fake here is extremely small." Ma Modu smiled lightly.

The fat man asked curiously: "What do you base this on? There are several experts here."

Ma Modu pointed out: "You will soon know why."

The fat man followed his gaze and saw two internal guards carrying a large box in through the crowd, followed by a middle-aged man, who walked all the way to Ma Modu's table.

"Director Ma, it's great that you are here. Open the box." The middle-aged man gave an order and then said: "There are eight items in total. You need to record them and sign them to me. I will rush back to deliver the documents."

Ma Mo didn't even know this person, but it wasn't surprising that this person knew him, so he smiled and said, "No problem."

He thought to himself, if you ask me to sign, I have to verify the authenticity.

But Bureau Wei next to him said with a flattering look on his face: "Secretary Chen, it's just a gift but you have to come in person."

Ma Mo was shocked. A secretary came to give Xia Chuan a gift and was condescending?

Secretary Chen smiled and said: "I have to come in person, should I let the old man do it by himself?"

Bureau Wei was shaken. The amount of information in these words was too great.

It's terrifying to think carefully.

The two guards placed the items in the box on the table one by one, and they all turned out to be the same thing - Buddha statues.

The eight Buddha statues have different shapes, materials, eras and styles.

Ma Mo's eyes were already shining. He knew it was all true just by scanning it. Such things were rarely faked, especially the stone Buddha statues of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which could not be made at all.

What are cultural relics?

What cannot be copied is a cultural relic.

This is why only after the painter dies can his works be called cultural relics.

If it can be copied while alive, it is not called a cultural relic, but a work of art.