Chapter 18： Pickled jars (1/2)

When the ancient painting worth 400,000 yuan came out, both Zhang and Zhang Qiming couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Xiaoqian also glanced at Zhang Shaocong.

That Zhang's proudly said: ”It's my son of the old Zhang family, that is, I am proud of my mother!”

After all, Zhang's glanced at the cigarettes and liquor on the side table and rolled his eyes dismissively.

”Unlike some people, they only brought this kind of broken cigarettes and wine. This kind of thing is only for our servants in our house.”

Zhang's is undoubtedly talking about Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan smiled embarrassingly and said nothing.

”Uncle, Xiaoqian sees you for the first time, there is nothing to give you.”

”This is some tea from my Zhao family's collection over the years. Xiaoqian gave it to my uncle today.”

With that said, Zhao Xiaoqian took out a jar of tea.

It was a bronze tea pot with a very smooth surface, which seemed to be touched often.

There are only a few words on the tea pot, Lu'an melon slices.

As soon as this pot of tea came out, Zhang Qiming stood up excitedly: ”This...this is...” ”Liu'an melon tablets?”

Seeing Zhang Qiming's shocked look on his face, Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes were somewhat proud.

She pushed the tea pot with her jade hand: ”Yes, this is Lu'an melon slices, this pot of tea, but we got it from Zhao Jiatuo's relationship, which is said to be worth 900,000.”

As soon as Zhao Xiaoqian's words came out, Zhang and Qiming both took a breath.

Lu'an melon slices were the tea used by the emperor in ancient times.

In modern times, there are fewer and fewer genuine Lu'an melon tablets, and genuine products are extremely rare.

Like the Lu'an melon tablets sent by Zhao Xiaoqian, it must be the best among the Lu'an melon tablets! More expensive than gold.

Seeing Zhang Qiming and Zhang's shock, Zhang Shaocong's face was also extremely proud.