"Don't worry, old man, we understand this too."

At this time, Wang Guan smiled and said, "Rice paper that has been more than five years old can be called old paper. It is normal to double the price, and we can understand it."

"Haha, it seems that the guy understands it too, so I'll feel at ease." The old man smiled and said, "I'm afraid that you young people don't understand. I think it's the old man, I'm deliberately cheating people."

"Old man, your shop is a century-old shop, and we can trust it." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "It's easy to say about the price. In addition, there are any good ink and inkstones in the shop, let's take it out and let's take a look."

"The ink is here." The old man pointed to the glass counter and then smiled and said, "However, these inks are not old, but rather very fresh. The longest time is no more than a year. ."

"Old man, we don't want ink." Yu Feibai shook his head and said, "If you want ink ingots, do you have it here?"

"It must be." The old man said in surprise: "However, it is rare for young people to buy ink ingots. They are only older people who buy them back. They are usually for viewing and playing with them, and they are rarely used for grinding and grinding."

"I don't care about it. We buy these things as gifts for another old man." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "He prefers traditional things, so buying ink ingots is better."

"That's it!"

The old man pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Look at the sincerity of you two, I won't go around in circles. There are two types of ink ingots with good quality here, one is ink from the 1970s and 1980s, and the other is new ink from the last two or three years. The prices are dozens of times different, you can choose it yourself."

Wang Guan and Yu Feibai looked at each other and knew that the old man was very real and did not lie and deceive them.

Because in addition to ancient ink before the Republic of China, the recovery of ink ingots after the founding of the People's Republic of China was in the 1970s and 1980s. Some famous masters felt that good ink was hard to find. In order to make good ink in the painting academy and society, they tried their best to promote the ink factory to produce fixed-plate ink.

At this time, many good inks were indeed made. were produced. However, after the 1990s, ink making fell into a low tide, with many low-end commemorative inks, and very few excellent inks of high quality. Until the new century, to be precise, after 2005, Chinese traditional culture was valued, and more and more people used ink ingots, and the production of ink ingots also showed a situation where flowers compete for beauty.

Here, Wang Guan felt it was necessary to thank South Korea. If South Korea had not been for the Dragon Boat Festival, it caused an uproar, perhaps the Chinese people would pay more than a few years to pay attention to traditional culture...

Speaking of which, ordinary people also have a misunderstanding. When it comes to ink ingots, they always think it is expensive and it is not cost-effective to buy them. In fact, this is a rather biased idea. After all, when ordinary people use ink ingots, as long as they don’t write large characters in brushes, they only consume two or three taels of weight a year. In contrast, ink is convenient and trouble-free, and the consumption is even greater.

In addition, using ink ingots to grind on inkstones is an elegant taste in itself, and it is definitely not comparable to that of pouring ink.

No matter what, the old man was very kind and said it out loud, without any intention of fooling people. So Wang Guan and Yu Feibai discussed a few words and decided how many ink ingots each for the two periods would cost.

At the right time, I bought all the pens, inkstones, and the inkstones were missing. Yu Feibai suggested: "For the inkstones, Mr. Zhou should have an ancient inkstone that he used himself. There is no need to choose any of them. Just take a piece that looks good."

"Okay." Wang Guan nodded. Anyway, he wasn't buying an ancient inkstone, so he didn't have to pay too much attention. He chose a stone inkstone with a relatively delicate texture and an ancient style at the counter to wrap it.

Afterwards, the old man packaged all kinds of things neatly and quoted a number. Wang Guan thought the price was more reasonable and had no intention of bargaining, so he swiped the card directly.

"Two guys are walking slowly and come here often in the future. I'll give you discounts..." The old man smiled very well, and the wrinkles on his face looked even deeper. After all, everyone would be happy after a big deal.

"Thank you, my grandfather, we're leaving."

The two of them greeted each other and walked out with their objects in their arms. After walking two steps out, Wang Guan heard a clang, as if something had fallen to the ground and broke.

"Wow, my Qianlong official kiln vase!"

Suddenly, Wang Guan heard a little familiar but very exaggerated scream resounded through the sky, attracting the attention of street pedestrians, and they stopped and looked over.

"What's going on?"

Wang Guan was a little surprised and quickly looked over. He saw a man half-squatting up and dismantling a paper-covered package that fell to the ground. Inside was a broken blue and white bottle.

Next to him, Yu Feibai was holding a few rolls of rice paper, but he had an innocent expression on his face.

"You compensate me for my baby..."

At this moment, the man squatting on the ground suddenly raised his head, pointed at Yu Feibai angrily and scolded: "You don't have eyes when you walk. I have already reminded you that you actually bumped into me. Now, my baby is broken, you have to compensate me... This is the imperial porcelain used in the official kiln during the Qianlong period..."

"Breaking a car!"

In an instant, not only Wang Guan thought so, but even the pedestrians nearby also had this idea in their minds.

You should know that with the explosive spread of information, everyone has some understanding of various fraudulent means, so they naturally understand what such a scenario means.

At the same time, Wang Guan was very surprised. What was surprised was not that he encountered a collision, but that the person who was shocked was Li Fan.

At this time, Li Fan seemed to notice the strange gazes of others and immediately shouted: "What do you think I am trying to do? I am so confused that I am doing this thankless thing."

"The flower porcelain is really a Qianlong official kiln. I have a certificate here, an expert appraisal certificate..."

As if others were afraid that others would not believe it, Li Fan took out a few small notebooks in the package and said with a sad face: "I have made an appointment with me and I will send the things now. And I have already given a deposit, what should I do?"

When everyone heard this, they were still full of doubt. Who doesn’t know how credible a certificate is? To be precise, is it still credible?

Of course, no matter how you know, everyone has no good solution. It is difficult to explain this kind of thing clearly. Even if you go to the police for help, the police will probably be helpless. Then, follow the process and use things to perform various tests... and so on. Not to mention the time delay, it is mainly a very troublesome.

Therefore, the tricks of hitting the car may be a bit old-fashioned, but they are very practical. Especially tourists from other places cannot afford to spend money. As long as the hitting the car is not a big talk, they can only admit that they are unlucky.

Thinking of this, some experienced middle-aged and elderly people also had a little more pity when they looked at Wang Guan and Yu Feibai.

"Hey, it's so strange that someone actually cheated me up."

At this time, Yu Feibai couldn't help laughing and said with interest: "Li Fan, you are so brave, aren't you afraid of confirming the old saying that people die for money and birds die for food?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about..."

Li Fan's heart trembled slightly, but he immediately stabilized again. After all, he could see clearly that Tang Qinghua was driving an ordinary business car, while Wang Guan and Yu Feibai simply didn't even have a car, and they also had an accent from other places. In summary, he was an authentic local tyrant. Would he be afraid of two foreigners?

"I'm compensated for my stuff."

At this moment, Li Fan said with confidence: "Otherwise, I will call the police and ask him to give him a comment."

"Go and call, I'll wait..." Yu Feibai said casually, and squatted down, picked up a piece of broken porcelain pieces and looked at them slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Li Fan, I can't tell, you really can't afford to spend a lot of money."

"How to say it?" Wang Guan was a little curious. He looked down and found that the broken bottles were quite old. Although they were still far from the Qianlong official kiln, they didn't look like new things.

"The things seem to be imitations from the Republic of China."

Yu Feibai tskated: "This guy is also a talented person. I am really willing to let him go to trap me."

"I can't bear to leave my child and can't trap the wolf. Only with giving up can I get it." Wang Guan chuckled: "It seems that the temptation of the dragon scale dagger is quite great. If he takes risks like this, he will not be afraid of losing all his money."

Next to him, seeing the two of them calmly looking, Li Fan suddenly felt a little uneasy. Why was the situation completely different from what he imagined? At this time, shouldn't they both curse or ask Xiao Shan to come and persuade him to settle the matter privately? Why are you so confident? Don't really hit the iron plate.

Just when Li Fan felt guilty, Yu Feibai raised his head and urged, "Why are you standing there? Call the police?"

"The police are here..."

It should be a warning from pedestrians, and this is a relatively important cultural commercial street. The police attend the event very quickly and rushed over not long after.

"What's going on?"

Several policemen came over, and the leader looked at the gaze. Seeing the broken porcelain pieces wrapped on the ground, they probably understood the whole story, but they still had to ask questions on a routine basis.

Li Fan gritted his teeth and immediately pointed at Yu Feibai and shouted: "It's him, he didn't have any eyes, and he broke my Qianlong official kiln vase."

"What's your explanation?" The policeman looked at Yu Feibai.

"What else can I explain?" Yu Feibai said lazily: "It's obviously a trick to get into the car. It has been a history of hundreds of years since the Qing Dynasty. There are still people who continue to play, and they don't feel bored."

"Nonsense, you are just a mess, your Q family is playing tricks." Li Fan retorted: "I have a certificate here, a certificate from an authoritative testing agency, and an expert's appraisal result..."

"alright."

The policeman in charge looked at the increasing crowd of onlookers and immediately waved: "You two, go back with me to make a record. As for who is responsible, we will investigate clearly."

Yu Feibai and Li Fan had no reason to refuse the procedure for a very normal and reasonable procedure.

Then, Wang Guan whispered in Yu Feibai's ear: "Do you want me to accompany you, or notify Mr. Qian?"
Chapter completed!