The old man was bored at home, and the old man was very busy.

Yuan Shan was restless and bored at home, so he went to the alley outside the door alone to play chess with his old neighbors.

Chen Feng suspected that the old man was testing him again and deliberately created an opportunity for him to rummage and take things at Guan's house.

"Xiao Ming, let me show you."

Throwing the diary to Han Chunming, Chen Feng stood up and looked at the items stored in the room, especially the various types of porcelain.

For some reason, he always felt that the cup that Lao Guan poured tea for him was also an antique.

"Brother, you can look at it, but don't touch it--"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng picked up a vase and looked at it carefully.

Han Chunming had to remind him: "You can touch it, but don't drop it. Remember to put it back in place."

"Read your book."

Chen Feng didn't know much about ancient porcelain, but combined with the diary just now, he could tell that this was porcelain from the Jingdezhen official kiln.

There are eight famous kilns in China, namely: Ru Kiln, Yaozhou Kiln, Official Kiln, Ding Kiln, Cizhou Kiln, Jun Kiln, Jingdezhen Kiln and Ge Kiln, each with its own characteristics.

The unique style of Jingdezhen porcelain "white as jade, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, and sound like a chime" has long been known as "fake jade".

The famous Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, which was sold at an auction for 225 million yuan, came from Jingde porcelain.

The moment he picked up the bottle, he put it into the space and took it out again in less than a second.

In this short period of less than a second, the space completed the information feedback.

[Bottle for water/1 item]

[Comment: This bottle belonged to a wealthy merchant in Yangzhou 312 years ago. It was produced in the Jingde official kiln in 368. It was seized after being massacred by the barbarians because the merchant resisted taxation and became their trophy. ]

Chen Feng's eyes flashed.

The experience of the owner behind this bottle was a bit of a cold joke in his eyes.

The Ming Dynasty, which was law-abiding, could not collect taxes and was killed by the owners of the bottle.

Unexpectedly, an unreasonable Qing Dynasty came from the north. In order to collect taxes, they swarmed and killed all the owners of the bottles. This time, no one dared to write the tombstone of 800,000 people.

"Brother, are you okay?" Han Chunming asked curiously when he saw Chen Feng's depressed expression.

"It's okay."

Chen Feng came back to his senses and sighed secretly.

His heart was still a little warm.

This is a disease!

If you can't be cold-blooded, you will easily suffer.

I stayed at Guan Shan's house for a whole morning, went home for lunch at noon, and continued to come to see antiques in the afternoon.

At night, Zhang Haixing waited and waited, but Chen Feng didn't come to get the antiques. She thought he had forgotten about it, and she was so happy that she took advantage of Chen Feng's "big bargain" that she ate all the fat rabbits in one day.

Little did she know that Chen Feng was "sharpening his knife" and preparing to come to her to ask for money after upgrading his technology.

If you want to take it, take the good ones!

"Brother, good morning!"

Han Chunming learned his lesson this time. He didn't get up early in the cold weather. He breathed in the northwest wind in the alley for an hour and almost cried from the cold.

Seeing Chen Feng coming empty-handed, the old and the young were a little listless.

Fortunately, Chen Feng still had a conscience.

He brought a bottle of "sugar water" and gave them each a cup.

"Arctic Ocean Soda is actually orange juice." Han Chunming smacked his lips and came to a conclusion: "It tastes good, but it doesn't have the smell that Jianjun said."

Han Chunming's best friend Cheng Jianjun is from a large compound. The latter's parents are both employed by the system. Although their positions are not high, they live a carefree life.

Compared with Han Chunming, who can only rely on his eldest brother to support the whole family, it is countless times more comfortable.

Chen Feng casually said: "The bottle is not sealed, and the smell escaped."

For several days in a row, Chen Feng pretended to recite his diary indoors, but he was actually tasting the antiques of the Guan family based on the contents of the diary.

Guan Shan came in halfway and saw Chen Feng holding a blue and white porcelain and looking at it, his face calm.

"Do you understand?"

"You want to run before you learn to walk, aren't you afraid of falling?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "Qianlong blue and white porcelain, what's so difficult about it? Isn't it recorded in your diary? You almost fell and your master punished you with thirty sticks, and your butt was almost broken!"

About Shan glared, a little embarrassed, and wanted to scold, but he caught the point in an instant and asked in surprise: "How do you know this is Qianlong blue and white porcelain?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "You said that the blue and white porcelain of the Qianlong period was the last peak of porcelain craftsmanship. Compared with the previous generations, the decorative content is rich and the subject matter is wide. It is mainly based on plants and flowers, which are rich and dense, delicate and exquisite. In addition, the increase in auspicious patterns is also one of the characteristics of Qianlong blue and white, such as bats and "Fu"

Tong, fish and "yu" Tong, pine and crane represent longevity, and mandarin ducks represent pairs and pairs. "

Guishan looked at him calmly, turned around and left for a few minutes, then returned to the lobby and threw several diaries at him.

"Keep carrying it!"

Chen Feng looked at these thick handwritten "account book" style diaries and wanted to ask: How much did you love writing diaries when you were young?

When I go back in the afternoon.

Guangshan hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help but ask: "Ask your grandpa, if you learn skills from me, you can make three kilograms of braised fish or one kilogram of rice a week. , you can come whenever you want.”

Chen Feng laughed secretly in his heart.

This stubborn old man still fell into his belly.

"no problem."

Chen Feng asked deliberately: "Uncle, should I give it to you all in one month, or four times?"

Guan Shan said angrily: "Get out of here, you little bastard, you should call me uncle, you should be called me!"

Chen Feng said calmly: "Then there is nothing we can do. Silly Zhu calls me father and uncle. Besides, you should throw away this ancient title as soon as possible. Now everyone is equal."

"I don't like to say these words that eunuchs and slaves like to say."

There are still many etiquettes in Sijiucheng, for example, people like to call "you" when meeting.

But Chen Feng always calls you by your name, even when facing his grandfather.

"That's nonsense!" Guanshan said with all his face: "You are an honorific that appeared after the Song and Yuan Dynasties. What does it have to do with eunuchs and slaves?"

Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders and said he couldn't do it.

"I can't help it. I'm used to you and me being addressed as equals, so I'm licking my face and saying honorifics. I can't learn it!"

"It always makes me feel like a slave."

Guan Shan's first attempt to change Chen Feng's outlook on life failed immediately.

I don’t even want to change it to “you”, let alone other things.

Naturally, the Chen family would not object to Guan Shan's proposal of repair.

In the next few days, Chen Feng went to "study" in the morning and went fishing and hiking in the afternoon.

The weather in November was getting colder and colder, so the little girl also put on a thick rabbit skin warm clothes sewn by the old lady.

"It may snow in the next few days, Xiaofeng, don't go up the mountain." The old man ordered.

"OK!"

Chen Feng looked at the sky. It did seem like it was going to snow. He needed to act quickly!

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