Under the Zhengyangmen: The opening system let me collect the trash

"Ge Kiln Octagon Cup!"

The bowl has an octagonal mouth, a cylindrical tea bottom, and the white tea is covered with ice cracks that resemble spider webs.

Just laying it there quietly, like a peerless beauty, exudes an elegant aura that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

No matter how many treasures have been collected by experts who understand cultural relics, it is difficult for them not to be as excited as Chen Hua when they see this Ge Kiln Bafang Cup.

You know, the number of Bafang cups in Ge Kiln is even less than the number of blue and white porcelain!

Experts who pay attention, let alone accept it, it is difficult to even see it!

Now I'm lucky enough to see one at Mr. Guan's place. If you say you're not excited, you'd be lying!
Chen Hua's eyes were fiery, staring at the Ge Kiln Bafang Cup, his body was trembling slightly.

Subconsciously, Chen Hua turned his head to look at Mr. Guan, as if he was asking whether this thing was true or not.

But Mr. Guan was savoring the wine carefully from the beginning to the end, without saying a word.

"Good wine!"

Feeling Chen Hua's puzzled gaze, the old man just drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, showed a satisfied smile, and raised his glass in praise.

It looked like a strong man going out, making people wonder if the old man would break his cup to celebrate in the next moment.

The old man's non-questioning behavior did not quench the heat in Chen Hua's eyes. After a quick glance at the objects behind, Chen Hua quickly judged the result.

Some of these things are real and some are fake, but even if they are real objects, their age and collection value are far inferior to this Ge Kiln Bafang Cup!
And he didn't even look seriously at the pen container used to make up the numbers.

There is still a little dust on the pen holder that hasn't been cleaned. Judging from the brown color, even if it is real, it won't be of much value.

The pen holders used by the royal nobles in ancient times were all made of emerald, and the wooden ones would not fit on the table.

"I choose this!" Chen Hua pointed to Geyao Bafang cup with both hands, his emotions were still extremely high.

Han Chunming smiled when he saw it.

"Little lazy cat, you should call Manager Zhang first and ask him how he is serving the leader of the restaurant."

"He's the manager of the lobby, so he can't slow down the distinguished guests." Han Chunming turned his head and reminded Guan Xiaoguan.

Guan Xiaoguan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded after glancing at Han Chunming: "Okay!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Grandson, grandpa will go to your restaurant to drink tomorrow!" Uncle Guan became interested when he heard about the restaurant.

Mr. Guan, who was addicted to alcohol, seemed to have completely forgotten the duel between Chen Hua and Han Chunming.

Han Chunming was not in a hurry to choose something, and showed his white teeth at Uncle Guan: "The restaurant has been looking forward to your grandpa, the admiral of the nine gates!"

"Exquisite!" Uncle Guan couldn't help laughing happily when he heard the title of Admiral of the Nine Gates.

Seeing that the two were still talking about the restaurant at this time, for some reason, Chen Hua had a bad premonition in his heart.

After noticing Chen Hua's gaze, Han Chunming smiled, walked to the table, and picked up his pen holder.

"Although my pen holder is from the Qing Dynasty, it is not very good." Han Chunming pinched the mouth of the pen holder with one hand, supported the bottom with the other hand, and started to look around.

"But I can still beat you." Han Chunming put down the pen holder and looked at Chen Hua with his hands behind his back.

Chen Hua tilted his head slightly, frowning in confusion.

"I'll ask you a question."

"It's made by brother's kiln, do you have white tires?" This time it was Han Chunming's turn to smile.

Chen Hua was taken aback for a moment, and the hot flames in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"Ge Kiln has purple tires, iron tires, and sandy tires, but there is no white tires, nor the brick-red fetal bones of Longquan." Han Chunming seemed to understand Chen Hua's doubts. Explain again.

"And I'll ask you the simplest question."

"Even if Mr. Guan has the real Geyao Bafang Cup, will he show it to outsiders for a duel?" Having said this, Han Chunming looked at Chen Hua with a playful smile on his face.

A word to wake up the dreamer, Chen Hua woke up completely when he heard this, pointed at the Bafang cup of Geyao, and smiled wryly: "Then this is also a fake imitated by later generations?"

Han Chunming smiled and nodded.

"I lost." Chen Hua continued to smile wryly and lowered his head.

"The morality is not enough, I am convinced!" Chen Hua rushed to Han Chunming to salute.

"I will leave the capital without taking anything with me!" After sighing again, Chen Hua turned and left.

"Hey!" But just as Chen Hua took two steps, he was stopped by Han Chunming. "Remember, people who sell national treasures to the country for a little money are no different from traitors!"

Han Chunming raised his voice and reminded.Chen Hua's eyes flashed coldly, and he left the courtyard gate without saying anything.

After confirming that Chen Hua had left, Han Chunming shyly smiled again, leaned closer to Mr. Guan, and said gossipingly, "Mr. Guan, tell me how you made the holes in this brother kiln Bafang cup?"

Hearing this, the old man put down his wine glass, blushed, looked towards the roof, and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing the old man like this, Han Chunming smirked and didn't ask any more questions. He sat next to the old man and drank wine with peanuts.

"Before I die, I want to drink wine with the real Geyao Bafang Cup!" "It's great to be able to drink with that object!"

Han Chunming had just finished a sip of wine when the old man who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly slapped the table and said loudly.

Han Chunming was so startled by the sudden sound that he couldn't react. He choked on the wine and coughed.

However, Chen Hua didn't notice that Han Chunming didn't use "you" to address him at the last parting, but "you!"

"How's it going?"

Seeing Chen Hua going out, the woman in cloth shoes stepped forward and said with concern.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, making Chen Hua squint his eyes.

"It didn't work, I met a real expert." Chen Hua shook his head and smiled wryly, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear emotions.

"Let's go first, it's not suitable to talk too much here." Hearing this, the woman frowned and nodded.

Then the two strode away, and with the help of the bus, the two moved from the urban area to the suburbs.

In the car, Chen Hua's suit also attracted the attention of several people.Those scrutinizing eyes seem to be asking, do people in suits also need to squeeze the bus?

After getting out of the car, the two walked to an abandoned small house, took out the key and opened the door.

If an expert is here and sees the scene inside the house, his jaw will drop in shock.

The house is filled with all kinds of antiques!On the table, under, on the bed.From large items to bookcases and wardrobes, to small items such as vases and teacups, everything is available!Seeing this dazzling collection, one can't help but doubt the origin of these things.

"Is the environmental investigation finished?" Chen Hua didn't pay too much attention to the objects in the house. After closing the door, he looked at the woman and asked nervously.

The woman nodded: "I have a photographic memory, I have written down the location of the old man's room!"

It is not difficult to judge from the sneaky appearance of the two of them, these two are definitely not returnees!
The two of them are just pure charlatans!But the one who lied was not the gold and silver treasures, but the antiques!