It’s a Bit Early To Cross

After Chu Heng left the store, he rode his bike to the nearest cultural relic store, ready to find a master to take a good look at the things in his hand.

Why don't you go to that grandfather's house?

Hmm... This guy can't trust Qingyuan now.

He was really scared of being cheated.

In his previous life, he had seen the last game, but not too many games in the middle, and even he himself had been played by others!

For the spare money in his hand, a group of grandchildren specially found someone to be with him for several months. In the end, the two brothers were out of their hearts and out of their lungs. Someone used this trust to deceive a full 100,000 yuan.

Absolutely a **** lesson.

Although he is getting along well with the old man now, and they can chat with each other, but after all, the heart is separated from the belly. Does the ghost know if the old man has other thoughts?

You must know that the old man has been thinking about his azure glazed plate!

Although the people of this era are relatively simple, they still have to be guarded against, so for the person in Qingyuan, we can only see people's hearts over time.

Anyway, the days are long, so take it slow!

Chu Heng, who was obsessed with the Hongwu blue-and-white plate in his hand, arrived at the place not long afterward. After locking the door of the car park, he got into the recycling department of the cultural relic store familiarly.

There was only one master in the shop, surnamed Zhang, in his fifties, with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. At this time, he was sitting behind the counter reading a book with great interest. is Russian.

This master Zhang is the best master from Chu Heng in these cultural relic stores. He is very easy-going and loves to chat.

Moreover, this person is not small, an ordinary antique, he can basically determine the authenticity at a glance, so people in the industry even gave him a nickname.

Chu Heng greeted him skillfully when he came in, and handed over a pack of warrior cigarettes: "Master Zhang, you are free."

"Hey, that kid is gone for a while."

When Master Zhang heard the sound, he raised his head, and when he saw this two or five eyes, he couldn't help but smile. He immediately put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to the counter. He took the cigarette and opened it and lit one. He asked, "What kind of junk did you bring this time?"

"Hey, it's not necessarily tattered this time." Chu Heng stretched out his hand into the satchel, took out the Hongwu blue-and-white plate and put it on the counter, and said with a smile, "Let's see."

Master Zhang reached out and took the porcelain plate, his eyelids drooping, he glanced at the opposite side of the plate, put it back with a smile, and said, "It's very good, the imitation of Hongwu in the late Qing Dynasty can be sold for two and a half."

Chu Heng, who was full of hope, froze for a moment, and was instantly disheartened. He sucked a few times in pain, scratched his head and asked, "Hey, why is this from the end of the Qing Dynasty? Look at this glaze, this The shape of the device is exactly the same as that of Hong Wu!"

Special mother, when you don't have the secret book, you can punch your eyes!

With the secrets, it's even more eye-catching!

Isn't this just reading the secrets for nothing?

Got it.

From now on, let's call Chu Dayan!

"I said this skill of your kid was taught by your teacher, right?" Master Zhang funnyly stretched out his hand to flip the porcelain plate upside down, and clicked on the bottom line: "I have grown up so much, and I have never seen a Hongwu porcelain belt. The official kiln bottom money, you say it is real or fake?"

"No?" Chu Heng's eyes widened, this was the first time he had heard of it.

At the same time, he thought of the Hongwu blue-and-white vase that he almost bought in his last life, and that thing also had a deposit, and it was a loss if the money didn't come together, otherwise, it would be a real loss!

Huh?

Lao Tzu is dead and still thinking about what he's doing!

Bad luck!

"I never saw it."

Master Zhang shook his head with a smile at this time, and immediately said to the guy: "And there are a group of Hongwu in the late Qing Dynasty with the base money, which was specially made by a porcelain master named Liu Fukang to scare foreigners. What he did is too real, he was afraid of being used by people with intentions, so he deliberately added a deposit to distinguish the true from the false, and people in the industry could understand it at a glance, so you two stupid knives take it seriously."

"I've been taught." Chu Heng, who raised his posture, nodded suddenly, and hurriedly took out another box and handed it to the front door: "Master Zhang, you smoke."

"Hey, the big front door! The kid is quite lavish." Master Zhang took the cigarette rudely, stretched out his hand with a smile and wanted to light it: "Xiao Hengzi is very good, and there will be more questions in the future. Even if you come to me, you will know everything and say everything!”

"Then I'm welcome."

Chu Heng hurriedly took out the small underglaze red three-fruit-patterned bowl and put it on the counter, and said cautiously, "Let's take a look at this again."

If this is fake again, then he will really say goodbye to the antique shop!

"Huh?" Master Zhang took a look, raised his eyebrows somewhat unexpectedly, and said in a slightly stunned manner: "It really made you blind cat meet a dead mouse, the red three-fruit pattern in the Yongzheng glaze is serious and clear. Three generations, if you want to sell it, I will give you thirty-five, which is high!"

"Lack of money to sell it."

Chu Heng suddenly regained his confidence, took back the small bowl with a smile on his face, and finally lit a cigarette for himself, and chatted with Master Zhang hilariously.

It took about half an hour before he left the store with a full harvest.

As for the blue-and-white plate~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he left it in the cultural relic store and exchanged it for two yuan and fifty cents.

He plays with antiques, just to like it, and making money is just incidental. Since that thing makes him unhappy, there is no need to keep it.

And he's not short of that one item. Although it's hard to understand getting some antiques now, you'll have to wait a few years to look at them, and you'll have to pick up all the good stuff!

After leaving the cultural relic store, Chu Heng ran to that store again.

What is he going to do?

Of course it's showing off!

If you have treasures, don't show them to your friends in the industry to show off your knowledge and show off. What's the point of playing collections?

On the way there, this guy was still thinking, and he didn't know if he could see the old man's grandson who was waiting to be fed again.

Hurrying and rushing all the way, Chu Heng arrived at the place not long after.

"Dangdang, Dangdang!"

After knocking on the door a few times, he lit a cigarette and stood to the side to wait slowly. The yard is big, and it takes a while to walk from the back yard to the front yard.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far to near in the house, and soon there was the sound of the door latch sliding, and then the door slowly opened with a creak, and the old man's old face was exposed from the door.

"Yo, you kid, it's so daring, I just soaked a pot of Biluochun, hurry in and try it." The old man was overjoyed when he saw this little friend who smelled like him, and he was very enthusiastic to invite him into the hospital.

Talking and laughing, Chu Heng followed the old man all the way through the outer courtyard and came to the main house, which was as warm as spring.

The old lady was still sitting on the kang to put the soles of her shoes, and the daughter-in-law was also on the kang this time.

Hey, he's nursing the baby there again!

Chu Heng glanced calmly and went to the study with the old man in disappointment.

The posture is not right, only seeing half of the child's face doesn't make much sense.