Chapter 128 (1/2)

Chapter 128

The Favored Genius Doctor and Businesswoman – Chapter 128 – Good Stuff (好东西)

“The blue and white porcelain pot?” The old man asked, pointing towards the wrapped up item in Jing Yunzhao’s arms, as he came back to his sense after a moment of astonishment .

She nodded and placed the item on the table . “Excuse me for being late, something came up while I was on the way here . You don’t need to worry, however . The one I have now is the same as the one you saw on my post . You may take a look at it first . ” Won’t you please read this at mehtranslations . wordpress . com ?

She opened up the bag, and the old man swiftly turned his eyes over and inspected it with care .

Jing Yunzhao stayed quietly by the side, while the old man nimbly inspected it . He swallowed loudly before speaking, “Not bad, not bad . The shape is elegant, the skill of the art is elaborate, and the different phases of the decorative motifs are distinct . The coloration is muted, and the entire body of the outer layer’s maintenance…”

FH: totes bsing I have no idea wtf he’s saying

“绘回纹、蕉叶纹、腹部为缠枝牡丹纹，云头纹和莲瓣纹做边饰，圈足外墙是卷草纹。圈足内施白釉，底足外撇，外观霸气尊贵。线条方面也完美至极，圆润柔美。”

“(More art/design technicalities, forgive me for not translating but I really don’t know what to insert)”

The old man said a bunch of things that Jing Yunzhao didn’t understand (neither do I) . She only saw him dragging the young man by his side and pointing to the pot and saying, “Zi Hui, come look at this . (More praises on the design) This is indeed the real deal…”

As she watched, the expression of the young man by the elderly’s side was about the same as hers . It was almost as if his whole face had ‘Do Not Understand’ these three words written on it .

But the old man didn’t care about that . Only after preaching a whole bunch of mumbo jumbo to himself, did he have an expression of awkwardness, as if saying ‘Why did he only discover something as great as this now?’ .

After more than 20 minutes had pa.s.sed, the old man finally reacted and realised that the thing did not belong to him yet .

His rough face was smiling, and his muddy eyes were flas.h.i.+ng with light . His whole demeanour could be said to be the definition of benevolence .

Tang Zihua who was sitting by the side was already too ashamed to look at his biological Grandfather . He was practically Peter Pan . When they were at home, his grandpa was obviously very strict and not someone you’d want to mess with . Now? He’d rush towards a girl who was a stranger and smile so happily . If an outsider were to look at them, they’d most likely think that this girl was the true grandchild instead .