247: Weird Mei Ziqing

Well, I made a note of it. I will definitely visit the other party when I have time. As long as the other party is willing to sell those pieces of porcelain, they will definitely sell for a high price.

Today is such a good day. I met a young man who seemed smart but was actually stupid.

When he saw the pile of red money that Jiahao had escaped from, a greedy expression suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The stall owner hurriedly took the thousand yuan handed over by Jiahao. He counted them as if he didn't believe Jiahao's character, and checked each one to see whether it was genuine or fake.

The stall owner's actions made Jiahao even more contemptuous. He was indeed a self-interested villain.

Jiahao took the porcelain, turned around and left.

"Brother, please leave your contact information. If you don't agree with me, we can still do business in the future." The stall owner hurriedly shouted at Jiahao's back.

Doing business with you?

I only do business with you when my brain is squeezed by the crack in the door!

Jiahao Li ignored the other party and walked straight forward.

Just leave, now that I know the address of that master, the money will not come rolling in from now on, but the benefits I will get from you will not be enough to fill my teeth!

The stall owner hummed a little tune, collected the thousand yuan, and then greeted other customers proudly.

The person who kindly helped Jiahao up just now looked at Jiahao's back differently. Just now Jiahao and the stall owner were talking in a low voice because both parties could lower their voices. He didn't hear it, and he didn't know what happened.

In his opinion, the two of them just negotiated the price.

Buying such poor porcelain? It’s really a waste. It cost a thousand yuan, and it’s only worth six hundred at most!

The man couldn't help but shook his head, sighed, and continued to look at the items on the stall. Jiahao walked to the street and had already bought a piece of porcelain, and half of his motivation for testing his own powers but not being able to identify the porcelain was fulfilled. He only needed

Then feel the consistency at the bottom of the porcelain bottle ring to confirm.

If the viscosity of the enclosure is from recent times, then the superpower can really identify porcelain by feeling the viscosity. Moreover, the porcelain in his hand is really the porcelain from the Longquan kiln of the Southern Song Dynasty.

If it were not in recent times and the viscosity feels very light, it can only mean that the feasibility of identifying porcelain with supernatural powers is very small, and the authenticity of the porcelain in hand needs to be further determined. It is better to restore it first.

Jiahao sighed in his heart. He really didn't have the energy to continue spinning now, so he simply found a big tree, borrowed a mat from someone next to him, sat down, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice disturbed Jiahao’s rest.

"Little brother, can you sell the porcelain in your arms?"

When Jiahao heard this voice in a daze, he suddenly felt annoyed that his dream had been disturbed.

He opened his eyes suddenly and was about to get angry. Suddenly he saw the face of a kind old man. The anger in his heart immediately dissipated without a trace. He said kindly: "I'm sorry, old gentleman, this is not for sale."

"Oh." The old gentleman responded slightly disappointedly, and then said, "Then can I take a look?"

Hearing this, Jiahao's heart was moved, and he thought, could this old gentleman see something?

He looked up and down at the old gentleman in front of him. He had kind facial features and kind eyes. He was dressed in a Tang suit and had an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, he seemed to be a man who had been in a high position for a long time.

This old man must be a master of appraisal.

Jiahao decided in his heart that he could let the senior in front of him appraise it first, and then find his master when he got back.

"Can."

Jia Hao placed the porcelain on the ground. The older he was, the more important he was to the old rules in the antique world, so it was still necessary to abide by the rule that he could not handle porcelain in front of the old gentleman in front of him.

Sure enough, when he saw Jiahao's actions, instead of blaming him, the old man felt a little more appreciative.

The old gentleman picked up the porcelain from the ground and looked at it.

At this time, a young girl in her twenties or fives with a pretty face and a slender and plump figure walked over. She was dressed in a casual outfit that showed off her body curves vividly.

She is definitely a top-notch woman, but there is a touch of pride between her eyebrows, and she looks a little disdainful to everyone, especially when she looks at men.

The girl walked up to the old man without even looking at Jiahao. She wanted to ask the old man: "Grandpa, what are you looking at?"

The voice is like the oriole in the deep valley, it is really nice to hear.

It's good to see a beautiful woman during the break. Jiahao thought happily. For some reason, he thought of Wen Ting, and he didn't know how she was doing these days.

"Oh, Xiaodie, come and take a look at this piece of porcelain. Grandpa found a very interesting piece of porcelain."

The old gentleman placed the porcelain in front of the two of them.

Seeing the appearance and glaze color of the porcelain, the woman named Xiaodie couldn't help but frown.

"Haha, you can see the problem, right? The glaze color is good, but the shape of this vessel is definitely something I have never seen before. The proportions are too uncoordinated. The neck of the bottle is very long and thick, and the belly of the bottle looks thin and short."

The old man explained the mystery in one word, and Ran Jiahao couldn't help but look forward to the old man's appraisal ability.

Hearing this, the girl named Xiaodie stretched out her hand and touched the glaze on the surface of the porcelain bottle, feeling the feeling on it. Then she turned sideways to the sun and looked at the reflection on it.

Jiahao found that the girl in front of him looked really good-looking when she was serious, and the arrogance between her eyebrows had disappeared, making her more approachable now.

Jiahao didn't like that arrogant look very much.

"It feels good and has a good luster. It should be plum green."

Xiaodie said after reading it.

This sentence made Jiahao look at Xiaodie in a new light. It seems that this girl is not that kind of vase and has some abilities.

The old man nodded when he heard this and said: "Yes, judging from this, it should be Mei Ziqing, but the shape of this instrument is too confusing."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head, and turned the porcelain bottle over, with the bottom facing up.

When he saw the bottom of the bottle, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but a flash of brightness soon followed.

"Xiaodie, look at the bottom of this circle."

The old gentleman placed the porcelain bottle in front of Xiaodie.

"New imitation."

Xiaodie took one look and said with certainty, then froze and frowned deeply.

Since it is a new imitation, why is the plum green glaze so pure?

"It's okay to have problems. It's good to have problems. It's time to learn."

The old gentleman laughed, not at all puzzled by the poor performance of the enclosure.

As soon as Jiahao saw that the topic had entered, he immediately cheered up and pricked up his ears, preparing to listen carefully to the reluctant grandfather and grandson's conversation.

Xiaodie lowered her head and thought for a while, then took out a magnifying glass from her pocket and looked carefully at the junction between the bottom of the circle and the belly of the bottle.

The old man was very satisfied with his granddaughter's performance, and a smile appeared on his lips.

When Xiaodie is serious, she is like a solidified sculpture, full of static beauty, with a delicate face, a graceful figure, and a focused look that will make any man fall for her.

Jiahao just lightly admired the beauty in front of him. He already had Wen Ting, which already made him very satisfied. As for other things, he didn't think about it at all.

It's completely an attitude of appreciation.

Jiahao's eyes fell on the old man's eyes, and there was a hint of surprise and appreciation in the old man's eyes.

Five or six minutes later, Xiaodie slowly stood up and stuffed the magnifying glass into her pocket.

This movement of standing up showed Xiaodie's graceful body and mind curves to the fullest. Many newcomers nearby couldn't help but feel their blood boiling when they saw such a beautiful posture.

Xiaodie looked at the people around her arrogantly, her eyes full of disdain.

Then he continued to speak with a disdainful look on Jiahao, who was still resting, and asked arrogantly: "How much does this porcelain bottle cost?"

There was a bit of reluctance in his tone, as if he wanted to ask about the price early and then leave quickly after buying.

Jiahao couldn't help but frown when he heard this. This girl must be too arrogant.

"This porcelain vase is not for sale."

Jiahao said lightly, he is also a person with a temper.

"Why are you setting up a stall here if you don't want to sell it?"

Xiaodie frowned, and there was a trace of anger in her words.

"I'm resting here. When did I set up a stall?"

Jiahao didn't bother to tell the other party that he was tired now, but his reaction to the other party revealed some problems. Perhaps the porcelain vase was real, otherwise the other party would not have reacted this way.

"You..." Xiaodie's face turned cold with anger. No one had ever spoken to her like this before, especially a stinky man.

"Xiaodie, this little brother really doesn't have a stall. I just asked him if he sells it and he said no. You misunderstood him."

When the old gentleman saw this, he knew something was wrong and hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Xiaodie wrinkled her nose when she heard her grandfather's words, and snorted coldly at Jiahao, which seemed to mean that an adult does not care about the faults of a villain.

Jiahao couldn't help but shook his head when he saw Xiaodie's expression, a spoiled girl.

"Little brother, where did you get this porcelain?" The old gentleman saw that the two of them had stopped arguing, so he returned to the topic.

"I just bought this over there."

There is a world of difference between Jiahao's politeness to the old gentleman and his indifference towards Xiaodie. This made Xiaodie, who was standing beside her, glare at Jiahao fiercely. If looks could kill, Jiahao would have died long ago.

No burial place.

"How much did it cost?" the old gentleman chuckled.

"One thousand." Jiahao didn't hide anything. This porcelain vase was his own, so there was nothing else to hide.

"One thousand?" The old gentleman was stunned when he heard this. He seemed to be surprised how this porcelain vase could be so cheap, and then asked: "Do you think this porcelain vase is real or fake?"

"Half truth and half lie."

Jiahao said meaningfully that he was 90% sure that the porcelain bottle was genuine, but he could not provide any evidence.

"Oh." A flash of shock flashed across the old gentleman's face when he heard this, and then he returned to normal and said with a smile: "You're a good young man."

"Thank you for the award, Mr. Jiahao," Jiahao said modestly.

"Fake modesty, huh!" Xiaodie on the side seemed to be very dissatisfied with Jiahao's humble attitude and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Jiahao's face condensed, and then he showed a wry smile.
Chapter completed!