Appraisal of treasures: Let you appraise porcelain, not touch it

The antique market is still bustling with traffic and a constant flow of people.

It's just that the people here change almost every day, batch after batch, coming and going in an endless stream.

Many people want to try their luck here, but most of the time, they always end up having fun.

There are also people who want to get rich all at once here, and it is normal for them to lose a lot of money.

After a few days, I could no longer meet anyone who knew me. This was also the result I wanted most.

I went to the Dingci stall area as usual and saw the bosses excitedly showing off the goods in their hands.

"Believe me, boss, this is an authentic flat-mouthed bowl with peony patterns from the Song Dynasty. If the old man in my family hadn't been sick and were in a hurry for money, I wouldn't have been able to sell it to you at such a low price!"

"But I feel like the texture on it has signs of distress. I'm afraid you're not a parallel importer."

"How is that possible? This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation. If you don't believe it, I'll show you a box! There are also lacquer patterns from the Song Dynasty on it! I said, if you don't buy it at this price, bro, You will regret it until your intestines turn green!"

I looked at the sly-looking stall owner with some amusement, holding a bowl and trying his best to sell it. I could tell at a glance that it was just a shellfish, but the buyer seemed to believe it.

So, in this business, eyesight is one aspect, and eloquence is another aspect, which is equally important.

"Brother, can I buy this purple clay pot for 300 yuan?"

"One thousand, maybe, three hundred is too low."

I passed by those stalls, listening to the bargaining in my ears, and occasionally saw one or two treasures, but nothing worth selling for.

I gradually lost interest, but I knew it very well.

Most of the time, it is common sense that there are no harvests. There are so many treasures on the stall. If I want to pick up the treasures, I have to see if there are so many for me to pick up.

However, I was not disappointed. This kind of place where clouds and dragons are mixed is also easier to find out information.

"Hey, I heard that Ning Hui Porcelain Shop is selling some porcelain recently. It seems that their life is getting worse and worse."

"I heard that they sold it at a very low price, but not many people wanted it. Some of the porcelain shops that cooperated with them didn't give them face. Who told them to smash their own signs last time? What kind of thing did they do? .”

"Hey, Master Mu San has shown her face. I don't know how many people have been slapped in the face. She is a female, and she is not outdone by men. She has some of the charm of Yan Gu back then."

"That's still far from it. Yan Gu's ability is amazing. The head of Mu San is still too young. I heard that if it weren't for the help of another little brother, I wouldn't have noticed that it was a game within a game."

The corner of my mouth twitched as I listened to the elder brother next to me discussing my feat, and my mood was a little subtle.

It seems that the situation of Ning Hui Porcelain Company is even more miserable than I imagined. This is a very good opportunity.

I couldn't help but touch my chin. Although the owner of Ning Hui Porcelain Store was not a good person, as a relatively well-known porcelain store in Jinling City, there must be some good things in it.

If I take this porcelain shop into my pocket, I can at least buy a few treasures.

However, this porcelain store is useless in my hands. I still dislike the bad luck, so I might as well trade it to Mu Wanyan. I believe she will be very happy.

I couldn't help but think of many ways in my mind. All kinds of insidious tricks ran through my mind, but their operability was very small.

I am alone and cannot do so many dangerous things. It seems that I have to use an honest method to get the porcelain bank.

To put it simply, it still depends on gambling.

He can set up a trap for me, and I can set up a trap for him.

Of course, my game must be set up so that no one can find fault and Xu Yonghui will be convinced of his defeat.

It seems that it will take some time to prepare and a little patience.

But Mu Wanyan may not have it. I'm afraid it won't be long before this beautiful landlady will come to see me again.

I was thinking about it in my mind while wandering around, and suddenly I heard an exclamation coming from my ears, "I'm going to sell my treasures to bury my father, that's awesome."

"I'll go, you're still doing something like this in this age, you don't really think anyone has been fooled."

"It can only be said that there are still many kind-hearted people in the world. I wonder if someone will actually buy the treasure in their hands out of sympathy."

"Haha, if anyone buys that thing, I will laugh at him forever."

"What a man! If you don't find a job, you only want to do this kind of deception."

"I'm not saying that it would be better to set up a stall and sell it than to do this."

Passers-by were laughing there, and I looked over with interest.

Surrounded by the crowd, I saw a man wearing a white silk ribbon, his head lowered and kneeling on his knees.

In front of him lay a rag with a shiny and pliable plate on it.

The porcelain plate is milky white, with a slight bluish tint, with a dragon pattern engraved in the center and a lotus pattern surrounding it. The carving is light and meticulous, and the glaze color is smooth.

The lines on it are also very smooth and neat, and the edges are also very neat, which makes people feel warm easily.

I stopped and froze on the spot.

What kind of shitty luck is it that I encountered this thing!

I subconsciously squeezed through the crowd and approached the man wearing sackcloth and mourning, but I didn't speak.

A man in a jacket walked out from among the onlookers. He picked up the plate and looked at it carefully for a moment, then asked: "500 yuan, will you sell it?"

The kneeling man raised his head, revealing a simple and honest face, but full of sadness.

"Brother, one hundred is too little. In order to treat my father, I borrowed 5 yuan in debt. If you want to buy it, you have to give me at least [-] yuan, no, one hundred thousand yuan!"

When the man in the jacket heard this, his hand shook and the plate fell down.

My heart also trembled, and I almost rushed forward subconsciously!

Fortunately, the kneeling man had quick eyes and quick hands. He quickly caught the plate and placed it firmly on the rag.

"You are robbing me openly. You dare to ask for [-] yuan for such a piece of junk. Who is blind enough to buy this piece of junk of yours? I'm worried that the pattern will be exactly the same as the new one, and the glaze color on it is also different. It doesn't look like real Ding porcelain, I'm afraid it's a parallel import from somewhere. I thought you were pitiful, and I wanted to buy it, but I didn't expect that you look like a human and a mangy dog!"

"Brother, if you don't buy it, don't slander me like this! My mother said that this is the dowry left to her by my grandmother. It is really a treasure passed down from my ancestors. If you don't believe it, just don't buy it!"