"Leader Xia...you are so good..."

Gu Ren was confused and drunk. He was not good at drinking, and he was fed so much at night and didn't fall to the ground. It was already very good.

Xia Qing didn't get along, so he drove into Jingde Community, helped him get out of the car, went up the second floor, and entered a room.

"Uh, what's the softness..."

"Let go!"

...

The next morning.

Gu Ren opened his eyes in a daze and saw himself lying on a white bed covered with a pink towel blanket, with bare strips of trousers left.

"I've taken off my clothes? Fortunately, my pants are still there..."

Gu Ren looked around and saw that this is Xia Qing’s bedroom?

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and scatters on the ground. Two oil paintings hung on the walls of the room, one is Mona Lisa and the other is the Virgin Mary.

Gu Ren vaguely thought of what happened last night. He was taken here by Xia Qing after he got drunk, and then fell asleep. Nothing should have happened during this period.

I stretched my waist and sat up, and saw a small note next to the pillow: I had something to do, and my clothes and pants were on the balcony of the hall, and my mobile phone was on the coffee table. If I were busy, I would go back by myself. If I wasn't busy, I would wait for me to come back to cook.

Gu Ren got up and went to the living room. There was a bag on the coffee table, which was a piece of porcelain he bought. There was also a blue porcelain bottle next to it. The porcelain bottle was shining with a blue luster, as if it was rough jade.

Authentic Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain? This is very valuable... Unexpectedly, Xia Qing’s temporary residence in the county town all had authentic Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain, which was standard white and rich.

I looked towards the balcony and saw a few clothes hanging on the balcony, including his pants, T-shirt, and a skirt.

After he took it in, he sat in front of the sofa and looked at the blue and white porcelain carefully.

"Why is it a little familiar?"

Gu Ren frowned.

"Isn't this the blue and white porcelain piece made of broken pieces I bought yesterday? Why are there no traces of patchwork?"

Gu Ren picked up the blue and white porcelain vase, and saw it clearly and carefully from the inside to the outside, from the top to the bottom.

Yes, the patchwork inside is gone, as if it is new.

"Is this still an antique?"

Gu Ren was suspicious and reached out to float a ray of purple air. The moment the purple air appeared, white air flows floated out of the porcelain bottle and melted into the purple air.

"It should be an antique, otherwise there will be no spiritual energy floating out. Could it be that purple air absorbs the spiritual energy in antiques, which will cause changes in the internal structure of the antique? Or, objects that purple air will damage also have a repair effect?"

Gu Ren guessed.

He found a broken teapot from the bag. The bottom of the teapot was broken, the spout was not there, and there were several large gaps at the exit.

Then I selected a few pieces of broken porcelain pieces of the same quality, thickness and color from it, and glued them together with 502 according to the approximate position.

In more than ten minutes, the teapot was pieced together, with many burrs and small holes, and some places were thin and thick.

Gu Ren took a deep breath, controlled his mind, and the purple air floated out... Surrounding the teapot, strands of white air floated out and merged into the purple air.

"repair!"

The idea of ​​repair appeared in Gu Ren's mind, and blue filaments as thick as spider silk flashed through the purple air.

A "squeak" sounded.

A surprising scene appeared, the patchwork gaps healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rough and uneven edges were also being automatically repaired.

In just five minutes, no white air flow was floating out of the teapot, and the purple air automatically returned to the fingers. The teapot was completely renewed, just like it was just fired from a kiln, without any trace of repair.

Gu Ren was stunned... It was so easy to make a piece of Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain? I wonder how much it can be sold? Forget it, no matter how expensive it is, it is useless. He has to keep the spiritual energy inside.

Gu Ren felt sorry.

At this moment, the door opened.

Xia Qing walked in with a bag.

"Why should you call me if you are Gu Da Caizi or Boss Gu?"

Xia Qing had a smile on his lips.

"How do you say this?"

Gu Ren is curious?

Xia Qing threw the bag on the coffee table, sat next to Gu Ren, and picked up the blue and white porcelain vase on the table.

"This porcelain bottle is real, not fake. The seller who fooled you was fooled by you...so, you are developed..."

Xia Qing blinked.

“How much is it worth?”

Gu Ren also blinked.

Xia Qing stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand?"

“NO!”

"fifty thousand?"

“NO!”

"Five hundred thousand???"

“YES!”

Gu Ren took a breath.

"Hey, you can do this at Qiaotou, too?"

Xia Qing picked up another celadon teapot, widened his eyes and looked disbelief. Gu Ren was still very lucky when he found a genuine product at the bridgehead of Nanguan.

Unexpectedly, there is a second one! The most important thing is that this one is much more expensive than that one, and this luck is too great.

"This is also valuable?"

Gu Ren smiled.

"Well, it's not very valuable, but very valuable..."

Xia Qing gently stroked it with his hands and observed in detail.

“How to say it?”

"Heng porcelain? If nothing unexpected happens, this teapot is made from Hengshan Kiln in Liulin City. It is a lot of things, but there are very few fine products. Occasionally, a few pieces are all given to the palace. The pot is soft and smooth in color, without any flaws, and is as complete as before, at least one million."

"Wow……"

Gu Ren was surprised. It was such a good thing. A teapot was worth millions... He couldn't help but sell it.

"Oh, Gu Dacaizi is now a person worth millions! Don't you give me dividends? At least you can get a red envelope of tens of thousands of yuan, or treat me to Alin's fine dishes."

Xia Qing laughs in jokes.

"No need to pay, I will give it to you directly, just treat my overnight fee last night!"

Gu Ren laughed.

"Go to die!"

Xia Qing glared at Gu Ren viciously, stood up and went to the kitchen to cook.

After dinner, Gu Ren received a call from his mother Wang Binglian. Wang Binglian asked Gu Ren to come back immediately, and an accident happened at home.

After hearing this, Xia Qing took Gu Ren back to Gujiazhuang, and she went to work in the town.

...

Xia Qing took him near the entrance of the village and then reversed. She was the leader of the township government and was not convenient for the villagers to see her.

Gu Ren walked a few steps, and as soon as he entered the village entrance, he saw that all the hook and excavators stopped working in Zumaliangtan, and everyone surrounded the old river.

Including Wang Binglian, Gu Dashanleizi...

"Brother Ah Ren, you are back... Come and have a look."

Not far away, Lei Zi saw Gu Ren and shouted.

Gu Ren walked over a few steps.

"Aren, you are back, see what to do..."

Gu Dashan and Wang Binglian stood beside Gu Ren and pointed below.

Below, the soil collapsed, and it was pitch black, and a stream of air came out from it.

“When did this happen?”

Gu Ren asked.

"It's just when I was calling you, the hooker was digging deeper. There was a loud bang, and the bottom collapsed, and the hook almost fell in. Everyone carefully worked it for half an hour before pulling the hook out."
To be continued...