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

After hearing what I said, Tiezhu and Fang Hui went to look over, "Brother Bai, we all know that you have been thinking about Mu San as the leader, so there is no need to rush after him in such a hurry, right?"

"What do you mean?"

I frowned, full of doubts, and Tie Zhu quickly reminded me: "Did you just stare at others? Miss Mu was talking about three days later! Why are you so anxious?"

I'm really embarrassed now. Do I really like Mu Wanyan?

Even I can't be sure, but the head of Mu San is indeed beautiful. Even if I fall in love with him, it is reasonable.

Such a beautiful woman, and also very capable, how many men in the entire Jinling City can resist such a woman.

I am just an ordinary layman, and it is normal for me to like Mu Wanyan.

I quickly prepared myself mentally, but it’s not that easy to catch someone.

"Brother Bai, do we have to go to the black market?"

Tiezhu suddenly reminded me, and I realized just now that I had just said I was going to leave, but I originally planned to go to the black market.

I glared at him fiercely, "It's all because you interrupted me just now and disrupted my thoughts. I originally planned to go to the black market."

"What are you doing there? It doesn't sound like a good place."

Fang Hui asked with some fear. It was obvious that he was frightened a lot.

His childhood experiences gave him infinite fear, especially places like the black market, which sounded like it was not a good place.

"It doesn't matter, we've already been there once, just treat it as a pastime."

Tie Zhu chuckled, and I somewhat admired his calm mood.

Even I don't dare to enter and leave the black market casually with such a cavalier attitude. If I am accidentally targeted by others, I may end up in an irreversible situation.

"Okay, then let's go together."

Although Fang Hui was somewhat resistant, he still wanted to follow the two of us.

I always feel that this kid is a little timid, as if he is afraid of being abandoned by me again.

He feels to me like a stray dog ​​on the street. After being abandoned by his owner, even if he is adopted by someone else, he is still extremely scared and lives cautiously.

I sighed helplessly. It was not easy to change Fang Hui's character. It seemed that he would have to adjust slowly.

Then the three of us went to the black market together. According to the previous rules, I took out three hundred-yuan bills and walked in smoothly.

Following the morning process, I walked to that stall.

"You guys came quite early, but the deal has been completed."

Waiting for me at the door was still the familiar heavy smoker, his mouth full of smoke. I curled my lips, this big brother really never left his side.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother."

I smiled and handed over another pack of cigarettes skillfully.

He stepped aside, I took out the iron plate and handed it over. After receiving a piece of paper, I turned around and left.

"Brother Bai, is this the end?"

Tie Zhu asked in surprise, and I nodded, "Although it seems simple, there are many doorways here. Now that the transaction is over and the things belong to me, it means that if someone wants to buy me to kill me in the future, they will never be able to do it. And this What is written inside will be the identity of the buyer, and I paid a lot of money to get this information."

I sneered. In fact, I could roughly guess who was responsible. For this reason, I made a special trip to the black market to avoid anyone buying murder on me through this place in the future.

Tie Zhu and Fang Hui followed me cautiously. The big men around me looked really scary, each one more fierce than the other, giving them the feeling that they would take out a knife to kill people at any time.

"Looking at your little potential, you are really a bunch of useless trash! But with just a few of them, you can't tell which one is Ding porcelain?"

My ears moved and I sensitively caught the word Dingci.

Looking up, two groups of men with fierce faces were confronting each other. Among them, a young man was sweating in cold sweat, picking through a stall, looking for the only Ding porcelain.

"Hurry up, if you can't find it again, I will chop you up!"

A man with a short hair on the left was sitting tall and straight, and the brothers following behind him were all fierce, making the young man in the middle tremble with fear.

There is no way, the boss has set up a gambling game, and only his subordinates will be unlucky.

"Damn it, hurry up and pick, don't waste my time. I asked Liu Laosan, did you do it on purpose?"

The lanky man with the scar on the right side of his face sneered.

I may have an occupational disease. When I hear something related to Ding porcelain, I can't help but stop and pay attention.

I know this may be dangerous, but I really can't control my legs. I'm just watching the excitement. There are other people nearby watching the excitement, right?

"Dude, what are you doing?"

I casually handed out a cigarette to an older brother next to me. The older brother was a nice guy. He took the cigarette and explained it to me.

The big brother’s name is Lin Hai. Recently, he unexpectedly accepted a piece of Hei Ding porcelain from the street. This thing is a real Hei Ding porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty and is worth millions!

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by his nemesis Scar Liu, and he came to the black market to stop him. Because of his shady origins, he was eager to take action, but his nemesis used this to threaten him.

He had no choice but to set up a bet and put the black ding porcelain together with the other black ding porcelain and let the other side choose.

If he picks it, the thing belongs to him, and he cuts off his own arm.

If you don't pick, your rival will give in obediently and return the things to him. He will not stop him anymore, but will obediently give way, even at the cost of one of his arms.

It's not so much a gamble on porcelain as it is a gamble on life. No matter which side loses, I'm afraid it won't end well.

This is the so-called blood glaze.

Wouldn't it be more beautiful if the glazed clothes were dyed red with blood?

I suddenly realized that rather than asking for the opponent's arm, the kid sent out by Scar Liu was the one most likely to die, right?

I felt a little pity for the boy and shook my head silently. I didn't intend to join in the fun and prepared to get out of the way.

Unexpectedly, someone next to me stared at me for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Is it you? I remember that you broke the bets of Ning Hui Porcelain Company one after another before, right? You are so capable, can you also start from these few days?" Found the real Northern Song Dynasty Hei Ding in a porcelain vase?"

What the fuck?

I was dumbfounded, could you target me like this?

This is a black market. Is it too exaggerated to meet an acquaintance here?

Before I had time to recover, I felt countless eyes staring at me. When I looked up, sure enough, it was the two eldest brothers who dominated the road.