Sourness

The phone rang again, Mi Yue looked down at the phone, and walked out of the hall quickly.

It was the phone number he had gotten from his teacher who was calling.He asked this person to help check Wang Ying's news, and there should be a reply by now.

Mi Yue picked up the phone, feeling a little nervous, "Hello?"

From the opposite side came a mellow voice that he had heard once before, "Miyue? The matter you asked me to investigate has come to fruition."

Mi Yue pursed her lips, "Please tell me."

"Wang Ying came to Binhai two years ago and worked in a furniture factory in the southern suburbs. After leaving early last year, she never came back."

"I have news that Wang Ying has come to Binhai..." Mi Yue was a little confused. The two cats showed him the way. Can cats lie? !

"Your information may be wrong." The other party interrupted him unceremoniously, "Since Wang Ying left, she has never returned."

Mi Yue's mind was a little confused, "Then do you know where Wang Ying is now?"

The other party didn't make a sound.

Miyue knew that she had asked a stupid question, and quickly corrected it, "Thank you very much for the information you provided. How much should I pay you for the investigation?"

The other party seemed to let out a chuckle, said "no need", and hung up the phone neatly.

Mi Yue looked at the screen that was getting black bit by bit, and began to think about what went wrong.

Qingshui Town is the only way to get down from Lingxi Mountain, and the two roads leaving Qingshui Town are by Binhai and by Yuntai...

Miyue seemed to understand where she had fallen.

The terminus of these two roads is indeed Binhai and Yuntai, but there is no fork in the middle.Wang Ying and his accomplices had so many opportunities to leave the main road and go to a destination unknown to Mi Yue.

The two cats, Jin Xiaowu and Heihua, probably only saw the general direction in which Wang Ying and the others left.As for where they abducted after they left Qingshui Town, it was of course impossible for the cats to know.

Thinking of this, Mi Yue felt relieved.

Fortunately, I was not deceived by the cat.

Small animals can also deceive people...

Mi Yue thought, then this world is too unreliable!

Realizing that she had gone the wrong way before stepping into Binhai City, Miyue felt a broken pot in her heart.There was some frustration, but also an eerie relief.

Professional things should have been left to professional people.He had never learned to stalk, and there was no shame in losing someone.

As for his impulsive descent...

Think of it as coming out to communicate and learn.

When Mi Yue returned to the hall with a weird feeling of frustration and relief, the game had already started.

The guests held their scoring cards, gathered in twos and threes, and exchanged opinions in a low voice.Inside the glass wall, the six contestants had already opened the cardboard boxes in front of each of them, and each took out their own test questions.

A small wave erupted in the hall, and everyone rushed towards the glass wall unconsciously, buzzing and discussing.

Mi Yue didn't like to join in the fun, so she stepped aside.He was tall, and his eyes looked over the few people in front of him, and he also saw the test questions in front of the player closest to him, which turned out to be a pile of broken porcelain pieces of different sizes.

Mi Yue hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, leaned closer to the glass wall, and carefully looked at the crimson pieces of broken porcelain.

If you look closely, you can see that the ground color of the original broken porcelain pieces is white, and there are teardrop-shaped glaze marks all over the white glaze bottom.The color also slowly transitions from light pink to crimson.

There is no doubt that this is imitation blood pattern porcelain.Even a layman can see traces of imitation at a glance. Although white is white and red is red, but if you look closely, you feel that the feeling is completely wrong.

The base color of the white glaze is not as smooth and delicate as that of a baby's skin like the blood pattern porcelain, but it looks a bit thick.The glaze marks of the kiln are also relatively dull, lacking the sense of flowing rhythm of the blood pattern porcelain, and the color of the red silk is too single, and the layers of transition between depth and light are not rich enough.

This is a not-so-smart imitation.

Mi Yue felt a little regretful.However, considering that the current exam is only a private selection competition, the organizers want to see the skills of these contestants, so naturally they will not come up with anything too advanced.

To Miyue's surprise, it turned out that someone was already working on the restoration of the blood pattern porcelain.

In Mi Yue's mind, the blood-patterned porcelain bowl that she saw in the private museum that day, the lustrous glaze color, the vivid and changeable blood threads, and the layer of life-like treasures covering the real thing emerged. Light……

If it can be imitated to that extent...

Mi Yue felt that he must get two and bring them back to the mountain for collection.

The guests gathered in front of the glass wall. From Miyue's perspective, he could only see the exam questions of the two nearest contestants. One was imitation blood pattern porcelain. Looking at the shape of the broken porcelain pieces, Miyue reckoned that this should be a cup.

The test question for the second contestant was a one-foot-tall hexagonal bottle with pastel figures. The bottom was intact, but the bottle mouth was broken.

At first glance, Mi Yue thought it was Qing Dynasty famille rose porcelain, but after taking a closer look at it, she realized that it was also imitation porcelain.

The crowd moved slowly, and everyone had the same mentality. They all wanted to see what the test questions were for the contestants.When you encounter the type you prefer, you will stop and take a second look.

For example, the test question in front of the No.3 contestant is a shallow bowl with blue and white bat pattern, imitating the style of the early Qing Dynasty, with a green color and a bright feeling overall.

Mi Yue prefers blue and white, and stood in front of this shallow bowl for a long time.

Someone squeezed over from behind, leaned into his ear and whispered, "What's the problem with this...?"

Mi Yue didn't need to turn her head to know that it was Jing Rong, it was not the first time that this kid leaned close to his ear to speak so unobtrusively.

"No problem." Mi Yue didn't look back, still looking at the shallow bowl behind the glass wall, "I just think this bowl is very beautiful."

At this point, Mi Yue noticed that the glass curtain wall actually had a curved arc, which caused the guests standing on the left side of the glass wall to only see clearly the two contestants who were closer to him and their exam questions.Coupled with the thickness of the glass itself, it will be slightly deformed at a longer distance.

Jing Rong's gaze was still on the shallow bowl that was broken into several pieces, and he followed Miyue to the other side of the glass wall while muttering, "This bowl looks very familiar to me, I seem to have seen it somewhere... ...Wait until I get you a pair."

Mi Yue smiled, "Okay, then I'll wait."

This blue and white bowl is still very good, and it can be regarded as a good product if it is simply appreciated as a handicraft.

The two were chatting in low voices when they saw a commotion from the other side of the hall.

Several people standing in front of Miyue dispersed, and Miyue saw an old man surrounded by people walking towards him.The old man was not tall, and his figure was a bit fat. He was wearing a light gray Chinese-style gown, and a pocket watch chain was hanging on his chest.

It was the first time for Mi Yue to see a person dressed like this in her life, and couldn't help but take a second look.

The old man's white hair was neatly brushed back, and he had a standard Chinese character face with a slightly dark complexion and bushy eyebrows.As soon as I raised my head, the slender eyes were full of light, which gave me the feeling that a high-ranking person is not angry and prestige.

The old man's eyes swept over Mi Yue and Jing Rong, without stopping for a moment, he walked past them like a gust of wind.

Just as Mi Yue wanted to ask Jing Rong who this imposing old man was, she saw the old man suddenly stop in his tracks from the corner of his eye.The two attendants behind him probably didn't expect him to stop, and hurriedly retreated to the side, but instead bumped into each other.

A well-dressed lady next to her was almost hit by them, and subconsciously let out a low cry.The male companion beside her was about to scold the two attendants, when he looked up and saw the old man staring at the glass wall with displeasure, he quickly swallowed back the words that came to his tongue, and hurried away with his female companion.

From Mi Yue's angle, he could just see the profile of the old man.

He was looking at the pile of fake blood-stained porcelain fragments in front of the No.1 player.

Mi Yue suddenly had a subtle feeling, feeling that the old man's eyes darkened almost as soon as he saw the pile of debris clearly.

It was an indescribable look, as if he had suddenly seen something disgusting, but was so attracted by it that it was difficult to look away.

Even with a little imperceptible fear.

Mi Yue suspected that she was wrong.

But before he could take a closer look, the old man suddenly turned around and walked out of the hall with a group of followers like a gust of wind.

It wasn't until they left that humming voices sounded in the hall one after another.

Mi Yue couldn't help asking: "Who is this old man, he is so grand."

Jing Rong's eyes also moved to the direction of the entrance of the hall following the old man's departure, "It's normal that you don't know him. He has been recuperating abroad these years and rarely shows up... He is the Supreme Emperor of Amethyst Flower, Lin Boyin Lin Ao, his father."

Mi Yue let out an "oh", thinking that Qin Zhao's boss is called Lin Boyin.

The Supreme Emperor didn't seem like a very talkative person, and he didn't know what kind of character Boss Lin was, and whether he was easy to get along with.

Jing Rong said again: "Don't look at him as a retired old man now. This man was very powerful when he was young. He really started from nothing."

Mi Yue nodded, thinking that he looked like a particularly powerful person.

"He hosted the trials?"

"It doesn't look like it." Jing Rong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "I heard from my old man that Lin Ao doesn't care about things now. All business matters are left to his son."

Mi Yue looked around the hall and saw Nan Changsheng surrounded by people.

Compared with Lin Ao who left after a hasty appearance, President Nan, who was still in high spirits, was more like the initiator of this event.

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