In the world of antiques, there is one sector: the porcelain trade.

The ever-changing world of Porcelain is divided into nine paths, which are Ru, Jun, Ge, Ding, Qing...

Compared with the step-by-step situation in Antique Jianghu, where killings are invisible and bloodless, Porcelain Jianghu is no less generous and even more dangerous.

The world of Porcelain is still playing with people's hearts and human nature. As soon as the weapon changes hands, the ruin of glory, life and death is a foregone conclusion.

Ding kiln flower porcelain pot, the color is white in the world.

I was born in Quyang, Hebei, into a Ding Kiln family.

Ding kiln porcelain was created and fired in the Sui Dynasty. It was very popular in the Tang and Song Dynasties. Especially during the Northern Song Dynasty, Ding kiln porcelain was selected as court porcelain by the Song Dynasty.

It is a pity that in the Yuan Dynasty, Ding kiln declined due to endless wars.

It was not until the 70s that Ding kiln, which had disappeared for more than 600 years, resumed firing white porcelain.

Ding kiln porcelain reappears in the human world.

My father was influenced by his grandfather since he was a child and devoted himself to making porcelain.

In the end, with his identity and ability as the pinnacle master of Dingci, he gained the title of White-faced Buddha in the world of porcelain.

And he married Yan Gu, a member of the Ge Kiln family in Zhejiang, who gambled on porcelain in Shechaoting.

A match made in heaven, a perfect match, has since become an enduring legend in the world of porcelain.

Whether it is a young man who is new to the porcelain trade, or a senior executive who is over [-] years old and deeply involved in the porcelain trade, when this paragraph is mentioned, all of them are filled with admiration and applause.

The White-faced Buddha and Yan Gu have become the objects of pursuit and worship by thousands of boys and girls in the porcelain industry.

Which man wouldn't fall in love with her? Almost every young man who has just entered the porcelain industry has the same dream, hoping to reach the top one day, achieve the same fame as the White-faced Buddha, and find a woman like Yan Gu in this world. .

Which woman is not pregnant? Every girl who has just entered the porcelain industry has almost the same dream, that is, one day, one afternoon or dusk, in this river and lake, meet the white-faced Buddha in bright clothes and angry horses, who is high-spirited.

It is sad and regretful that there are unforeseen circumstances, and people have misfortunes and misfortunes.

When I was seven years old, my parents brought a pair of narrow-mouthed powder bottles with Kui Mite and star pattern to the south to sell goods.

I went and never came back.

My mother was born in the south. Logically speaking, going south to sell goods is just like returning to her parents’ home.

They must have encountered dangers that I couldn't imagine or reach.

It is possible that he has been murdered and is no longer alive.

Three years later, my uncle divided the family property and kicked me out of the house.

The huge business that my parents had built was turned into ashes.

Living on the streets, I could only survive by picking up leftovers and all kinds of garbage thrown away by others.

Later, Brother Pengfei fished me out of the trash and gave me a bowl of rice.

But he didn’t give me this bowl of rice for nothing.

Brother Pengfei wants me to follow him and become prosperous, have beautiful cars, beautiful women, and a happy life.

Brother Pengfei's so-called prosperity is, to put it bluntly, because of his reckless behavior.

After more than 600 years, Quyang Ding porcelain has been re-opened and fired again. Many high-ranking officials and rich people, people who think it is profitable, and many other people have already heard about it and want to make a fortune.

There is an endless stream of people coming here to transfer goods, and it is no exaggeration at all.

Driven by Brother Pengfei, we kids walked around with junk goods and leftovers, and pretended to bump into people from out of town when we saw them.

The piece of shit in your hands or arms dropped to the ground the moment it touched this person, smashing it to pieces.

At this time, Brother Pengfei will lead someone out from the side and tell him that this is a 600-year-old Ding porcelain that was refired. There are only a few workshops in the country, so it is very precious. Each one is worth a house, which is thirty or fifty W less. Don't think about it...

No matter the person being targeted is a god in any field, or a leader in any subject or department, he will definitely leave the village with nothing left in his pants.

If there is a pair of underpants left, it is the ignorance of us children and the kindness of Brother Pengfei.

When I first started following Brother Pengfei, I didn't understand the ways of the world, so I often missed, and even got bitten and beaten severely.

When this happened, Brother Pengfei wouldn't give me anything to eat. I was so hungry that I licked my face and went to serve the rice. Brother Pengfei kicked my rice bowl to the ground and threw it to the food grabbers. dog

The scene of fighting with the dog for food and picking up white rice from the smelly excrement pile to eat is still vivid in my mind, as if it was yesterday.

When they were not given food, he would beat them very violently.

That winter, he stripped off all his clothes, threw them in the snow and beat him to pieces. The wounds did not scab for a long time, and the pain penetrated to the bone marrow. He almost died of infection...

In order to have food to eat and no longer be beaten, I worked hard and racked my brains to figure out how to make porcelain.

Eventually I gradually got into the business.

There are several types of people who come from out of town. One is from the porcelain shop who wants to pick up leaks.

The starting point of this kind of person is "leakage", so he won't bring much money.

The second type is those laymen who don’t understand the porcelain trade at all. They come here in the name of Mu Quyang to fix porcelain. These people are the owners who have a few spare money and wander around blindly. .

There is also the kind of owner who lives in a noble family and wants to put an authentic piece of porcelain at home to show off.

They have prepared enough money and want to take home a favorite piece of porcelain and display it in the hall of their home to show their wealth.

This kind of person is the richest. If I catch this kind of person and chase him for thousands of miles, I will not let him go. Even leaving him a pair of underwear is a reflection of my lack of professional ability.

……

In three months, I became the top general under Brother Pengfei.

I should have had the opportunity to choose loyalty, filial piety, righteousness, and a perfect life, but life and destiny were at odds with each other.

If it weren't for Little Lan Gu, I might have followed Brother Pengfei and continued to rot like this.

That afternoon, Xiao Langu came to Quyang.

She wore a navy blue dress, a pair of high boots, and carried a small bright red suitcase in her hand.

When I first saw Little Lan Gu, I was shocked by her fairy sister-like appearance. At the same time, my second feeling was that she must be very rich.

I immediately stared at Xiao Langu.

I asked my children to inform Brother Pengfei, and I ran towards Little Langu with a piece of shit in my arms.

As soon as I put it in my arms, I quickly let go before I could feel the warm fragrance of Little Langu's body, and the junk in my hand fell to the ground with a clatter and was smashed to pieces.

"You broke my Ding kiln porcelain. Let me tell you, this is Quyang Ding porcelain. One piece is worth a house. Don't even think about it if you don't have a thousand or eight hundred W."

I raised my head and looked at Xiao Langu, and said in a condescending tone.

Little Lan Gu lowered her head and glanced at the junk on the ground, then looked at me coldly.

"Fuck off!"

I hugged Little Langu tightly and said like a rogue, "You broke my porcelain. Do you want to pay for it or not?"

Little Langu grabbed my clothes, threw me away and said coldly: "If you continue to pester me, I will kill you in a minute. Leaving a piece of meat on your bones will be the greatest irony to me."

Xiao Langu's eyes were cold, and her tone was even colder.

I had offended someone who was more ruthless than me, and I felt a little guilty.

But thinking that Brother Pengfei was very hot, I had no choice but to pester her again.

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