Con Luan the doorkeeper: There are ten thousand ghosts behind me

At the same time, in an alley two streets away from Dongtai Road, the old man who sold Chen Jingyi a spring pot walked into a private room with a package.

When a rush of footsteps came, the sleeping man sat up as soon as he lifted the quilt, his eyes were still bloodshot, but with one hand he took out a boning knife from the side of the bed and held it in his hand, and the other hand propped up on the plank bed, ready to go.

"Jun'er, I'm back...... the old man walked in with his bag, and asked Wang Jun's young man to put down the boning knife in his hand, then rubbed his fluffy hair, frowned and said, "Dad, why did you come back so early?"

The old man sat on the bed, picked up a cigarette from the side of the bed and lit it, and then lowered his voice with a mouthful of old yellow teeth, and said: "The goods you took out from the western suburbs of Yuhang last time were leaked, so that people could see it."

"Hmph" Wang Jun was stunned for a moment, and the nerves of the whole person immediately tensed, and asked: "What's going on?" No way, no one has ever touched that pit, everything is in our hands, no one knows where these pit goods come from, and it is impossible for anyone to see the problem"

"Today I went to Dongtai Road to go out of the stall, and a young man came to see the goods, and he picked and took away the broken pot after picking for a long time, and then when he left, he took the word and ordered me to ......" The old man recounted the conversation between him and Chen Jing, and the other party also tightened his brows after listening to it, and said: "He's quite evil"

"Yes, this person's eyes are too sharp, not only can I see that what I sell are pit goods, but also what I do, I haven't been in a pit for several years, how can he know"

Wang Jun pondered for a long time, bit the cigarette butt in his mouth and said:" But I don't think he seems to have any malicious intentions, let alone stab us, maybe he really clicked on the words, and he doesn't care where these goods come from or what you do"

"I think no matter what this person's purpose is, we can't stay in this place, let's change places, right?"

Wang Jun shook his head and said: " No, I haven't finished the work here, and it's too much of a loss to leave halfway, I still don't think there's anything wrong with him, so I'll take a look, and then find out where he came from, and the person is still on Dongtai Road, right?"

"Yes, I see that he went to Qi Bao Building, he shouldn't have left so soon...... "

Qi Bao Lou backyard workshop.

Chen Jingzhi's current state is that he doesn't listen to things outside the window, and almost all of them have entered a state of concentration, so he is concentrating on repairing the spring offering pot in his hand, and he is completely deaf to the outside world.

At this time, in addition to Liu Chunming and a waiter, two middle-aged men walked over behind Chen Jingzhi, and when Mr. Liu saw this, he turned around and was about to speak, when he saw one of them stretching out his hand to signal, and then he nodded to Chen Jingzhi's back.

Chen Jingzhi is doing the most critical and meticulous work in restoration, that is, to restore some of the patterns on the surface of the body of the spring pot, don't look at the patterns on the body of the pot, but if you want to restore the same as the original author, this is quite a skill.

Knife work, painting, none of which are almost good.

Chen Jingzhi lowered his head intently, and the people behind him were watching intently, the air seemed to be silent at this time, and he didn't even seem to dare to take a breath of the atmosphere, for fear of disturbing Chen Jingzhi, who was being repaired.

As long as his hand shakes a little at this time, this spring offering pot will be wasted.

To be honest, the onlookers may be more nervous than Chen Jingzhi at this time, because they have never seen such a young antique restorer.

For more than four hours, Chen Jingzhi sat on the chair except for his hands and neck, but the rest of his body was strangely motionless, and his whole person looked like a stone sculpture, not to mention that this endurance directly stunned the people behind him.

You must know that when he practiced kung fu with Gong Changhe, Chen Jingzhi's longest squatting step record was held for six hours, and then his hands were still held flat, and five pounds of bricks were hung on his arms.

In terms of persistence, that's pretty impressive.

Half an hour later, Chen Jingzhi suddenly exhaled a long breath, and then slowly moved his shoulders, he felt a lot more relaxed after exhaling the turbid air, and when he turned around, he was holding a spring offering pot that could almost be called a new look.

Chen Jingzhi glanced at the few people behind him, then handed the spring pot to Liu Chunming's eyes, and said softly: " This pot is almost repaired, the time is a lot faster than I imagined, this pot seems to have been defaced before, but fortunately, a lot of sediment has not been destroyed, so the repair only needs to deal with the skin, but the broken pot will take a few days to repair the embryo soil and then dry, this I won't come, you find a little bit of craftsmanship to reconnect

it." Liu Chunming took the spring pot, his eyes looked carefully through his reading glasses, and the two people behind him also came over to look at it, and after a few minutes, Liu Chunming took off his glasses and said to him in amazement: "I really doubt that you have learned this hand since you were in your mother's womb, and this skill is not much worse than the restoration experts who put it in the provincial museum"

"Okay?" Chen Jingzhi asked.

"Very good!" Chen

Jingzhi smiled, and said unfazed by this evaluation: "Since it's okay, let's talk about money next, this thing in my hand is finished, and it's ready to be sold"

"Little brother, let me ask, if it's convenient, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient, how much did you spend to collect this pot?" The middle-aged man behind Liu Chunming suddenly opened his mouth and asked.

Chen Jingzhi glanced at him, Liu Chunming hurriedly turned around and introduced: "This is our owner, Mr. Qi Heng, the big shopkeeper of Qi Baolou, this is ......"

"Chen Jingzhi!" Chen Jingzhi replied to the other party, and said frankly: "This pot, I received it from the stall outside one hundred and eighteen"

Several people were suddenly speechless, the price of one hundred and eight depends on eyesight, Liu Chunming said that if he couldn't look carefully for a long time, he might not be able to recognize this spring pot.

"The owner, Mr. Liu, the sky is not leaving, I still say what I just said, make a price," Chen Jingzhi said.

The big shopkeeper of Qi Baolou said "um", Liu Chunming pondered for a while and said: "If the whole pot for spring can be collected as a heirloom, I will give you two million is not much, but although this pot is said to be repaired well, but if we accept it and sell it, we can still see it at a glance when we meet connoisseurs, especially the continuation of the pot handle here, so the price must not come according to the market price, but this pot is repaired by you, and we Qi Baolou has not contributed, so I will give you a price of 280,000 yuan."

Chen Jingzhi heard that the price had not been returned, so he took out his mobile phone and said, "The transaction is ......".