His father, aunt and uncle had little interest in this business, but Ethan Zhou's father collected a large number of Ukiyo-e paintings and made a living in the printmaking industry in Tokyo. The old man could only hope to train Ethan Zhou, hoping that one day his grandson would be willing to take over.
But many of the collections were already hundreds of years old when they came into the Zhou family’s collection, and after experiencing the ravages of time, their origins were deliberately hidden. Ethan Zhou looked through the records and found it difficult to match the notes he had taken at the time with the collections today.
At this moment the bell on the door handle rang.
Ethan Zhou said without even looking up, "Hello, Mr. Daniel, Ms. Lin Di. The bell on the door is from Nepal. The thangka behind is not for sale. Chang'an Clock and Antique Shop is still in trial operation and has not officially opened. We are broke and can't survive. I'm afraid I can't participate in the Sotheby's autumn auction this year. I only have two limited edition Daytonas to show my appreciation. They are in the B3 and B6 compartments of the mahogany glass cabinet behind. They are not locked yet. Please take a look at them if you don't mind."
Daniel had just taken off his fedora and the corners of his mouth twitched.
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