I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Maybe it's because he likes Xia Yurou too much, but Zhang Jun was inexplicably a little unhappy when he said something ordinary.

But the unhappy return is unhappy, and the surface must not show it.

But it can't just go away.

Zhang Jun took off the jade pendant he was wearing from his neck, looked at Hu Muzhi with a smile, and said, "Hu Muzhi, since you are the appraiser of Guxuan Pavilion, you must have good eyesight."

"Can you help me identify this jade pendant?"

"No need." Hu Muzhi shook his head and said, "It must be a good item."

"You didn't even read it." Zhang Jun continued, "Could it be that you're afraid you've read it wrong and won't be able to come down to the stage?"

"Playing with jade is elegant. Since it is something you wear, there is no need to show it everywhere. That is a kind of blasphemy against good things, what do you think?"

Hu Muzhi's words made Zhang Jun stunned.

He suddenly had a feeling that his realm in antiques was one head short of the other party's.

Seeing Zhang Jun's dazed look, Xia Heze secretly said that he was beautiful.

All right, what are you showing off? Now, you can't get off the stage because of Hu Muzhi's words?

Xia Yurou also looked at Hu Muzhi, and that paragraph just now naturally became the focus of the audience.

Zhang Jun was a little embarrassed at this time. This jade pendant was not taken out, nor was it taken back.

"Waiter, order."

It was Xia Yurou's words that pulled everyone's mind back.

This meal, the three Hu Muzhi ate very satisfied, but Zhang Jun, because Hu Muzhi scolded him, his appetite also decreased a bit.

After eating, Xia Yurou politely said to Zhang Jun, "Mr. Zhang, farewell."

At the same time, he also greeted Hu Muzhi and Xia Heze to leave.

When she left, Xia Yurou did not forget to buy the order. She hoped that she could tell Zhang Jun directly or indirectly that there was no drama between them.

Leaving the barbecue, the three returned the same way.

But after this meal, Xia Yurou began to pay attention to Hu Muzhi intentionally or unintentionally.

She felt that Hu Muzhi not only has good eyesight, but also has a very thorough understanding of antiques, which can be felt from the conversation with Zhang Jun in the restaurant.

It's just that why this kind of person hasn't turned regular after working in the museum for ten years?

Xia Yurou had a lot of guesses in her heart, but it was only guesswork.

Back in the store.

Xia Yurou just got into her office and continued to work on her own business.

As for Hu Muzhi and Xia Heze, they chatted and drank tea and waited for the guests to come.

night.

Just like yesterday, Hu Muzhi got up at one o'clock in the morning and headed towards Panjiayao.

Another twenty minutes away.

"After you sell that green wrench, you must get a means of transportation, otherwise it will be a waste of time to go back and forth." Hu Muzhi secretly decided in his heart.

Tonight's Panjiayao was no different from yesterday's, it was still crowded and lively.

Hu Muzhi started hanging out.

While strolling around, Hu Muzhi met the stall owner who was the fat man yesterday.

It's just that today the stall owner's stall is no longer in the original position, and he is obviously a little afraid that the fat man will come and make trouble and ruin his business.

Subconsciously glanced at the things on the stall owner's booth.

Just this glance made Hu Muzhi's eyes burst into a gleam of light.

Like other stalls, this stall owner's stall is also covered with a layer of thick cardboard, and on top of the thick cardboard are all kinds of old objects.

Among them, there is a bottle with a height of about 30 cm, the mouth of the bottle, the edge of the mouth is slightly slanted, the neck is long, the neck is wide at the top and the bottom is narrow like a trumpet, the belly is drooping, the feet are circled, the whole body is covered with white moon glaze, and the glaze is thin at the edge of the mouth. A glazed bottle with microscopic fetal color and a sauce-colored foot.

In addition to the thick cardboard, the bottom of the glazed bottle was only padded with a piece of fabric.

Hu Muzhi walked forward slowly, crouched down, stretched out his hand, and was about to pick up the glaze bottle, when the man in the suit who had cooperated with the stall owner yesterday came again.

The man in the suit picked up the glaze bottle first, and studied it carefully like no one was around.

After a while, he asked the stall owner, "This, yours?"

"Look at what you said." The stall owner responded unceremoniously: "This is my stall, is it not mine or yours?"

"That's right." The man in the suit smiled, then turned to look at Hu Muzhi, and said, "Little brother also liked this item?"

"Just look at it." Hu Muzhi said indifferently.

"Then you are lucky to meet me today." The man in the suit smiled.

"How?" Hu Muzhi asked in confusion.

"This item is imitation." The man in the suit replied.

As soon as these words came out, the stall owner immediately showed an unhappy expression, and scolded the man in the suit: "Which temple are you from? It's obviously the real thing, so why should you give it a knife? Buy it if you want, and leave if you don't. "

If he hadn't seen the scene where the stall owner and the man in the suit were putting suits on someone yesterday, Hu Muzhi would have almost believed that the two were not in the same group.

"Don't worry, boss." The man in the suit said slowly, "Then let me ask you, what is the origin of this glaze bottle, do you know?"

"This..." The stall owner seemed to be stopped, and he couldn't answer at all.

"Can't tell?" The man in the suit smiled lightly: "I tell you, this is called Song Junyao Moon White Glazed Vase."

"There's only one piece left in the world, but this one is on display in the Beijing Museum. What do you think it's not an imitation?"

Just when the stall owner got angry with the man in the suit.

The man in the suit has a sudden change in conversation.

"Although it is an imitation, the imitation is good. I will take a look at it carefully."

As he said that, the man in the suit took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it like it was.

Hu Muzhi watched the two of them sing double reeds at leisure.

Because from beginning to end, his goal was not the so-called Song Jun kiln moon white glaze bottle.

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