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The white porcelain bowl shattered into several pieces, and slag splattered everywhere.

The old man was so angry with his movements that he almost didn't come up, and his hand holding the cane trembled.

"What can you do?" said the young man scoffed, "saying that I am worried about my grandfather's things, and you are not just as concerned about them? You have always been jealous of my grandfather's collection, and every time you wish to take a few things from my grandfather's hands, and now that my grandfather is up, you have begun to pretend to be a good person?"

The old man was so angry that his voice became shorter, "You, you, nonsense! I, when, when did I take something from your grandfather's hand

!".

"Didn't you see it? Didn't my grandfather give you all the things in your hand? Your son bought a house in the city, didn't he just sell what my grandfather gave you to afford it?"

The young man had a grudge against the old man for a long time, and he said everything.

"Now that my grandfather is gone, no one has given you anything, and you are short of money, so you came to fight my idea?"

he picked up another porcelain bowl as he spoke, looking like the one he had just broken.

He threw himself to the ground, and the delicate porcelain bowl suddenly turned into a piece of crumbs.

"You! You! That's something from the Guangxu official kiln!" The old man's footsteps shook, and if he hadn't been holding on to his cane, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Stay away, don't die with me, let me be tainted with bad luck!" the

young man's tone was disgusted and very indifferent.

The old man had just recovered a little, and he was almost fainted by his words.

There were a lot of people around them, and most of them were watching the excitement.

There are also people who try to persuade them.

"Young man, don't speak so badly!"

"That is, if the old man is bad, you have to be responsible. Onlookers

blamed the young man.

The young man glared at them coldly, "It's your business

!" "Dad!"

The middle-aged man pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, supporting the old man.

The old man waved his hand to signal that he was fine.

But the middle-aged man was very nervous, took out a white vial from his pocket, poured two pills and fed the old man to eat.

After doing all this, he saw that the old man's face was slowly turning ruddy, and then he looked at the young man.

"Lu Xingyu, do you want to be angry with my dad to be happy!" "Is he dead?" Lu Xingyu's temper is even bigger than his, "What's wrong with running to my stall to make trouble for no reason and scolding him

?" The middle-aged man was angry, his nostrils fluttered rapidly

, "You, you! What attitude do you have!"

The young man sneered, "What attitude do I have, what attitude do you want

from me?"

You can only buy a house in the city thanks to my grandfather, what do you think I have towards

you?" "Besides, as soon as he comes, he will sprinkle on my stall and won't let me sell things, why are you afraid that if I sell out things, no one will give you antiques?"

"My grandfather gave it, that's my grandfather, I won't give it

to you!" "Take him and get out of here, don't come to me in the future, otherwise I'll scold you once!"

The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, and finally left with the old man in his arms.

The onlookers watched as everyone left, and they all left.

However, a few people stayed in front of the young people's stalls, slowly picking up things.

They had just heard that the young man was selling his grandfather's things. There should be quite a few good things.

"This young man's stuff should be real, the anchor should go and take a look, maybe he can pick up something."

"It should be true, the old man is about to be.

"What if it's acting? You forgot the scene yesterday?"

"Let's go take a look first, if we pick up something good, we can open our eyes."

Li Chen also came to the stall, he didn't touch it, but looked down.

The person who came in front also picked what he wanted and was asking the boss for the price.

"This five thousand.

Lu Xingyu's face was gloomy, obviously not sobering up from the quarrel.

As soon as they heard this price, people who wanted to buy hesitated.

One of them laughed, "Five thousand?

Lu Xingyu had a calm face, "The price is five thousand, whether you like to buy it or not."

Seeing his attitude, the person who wanted it immediately put down the thing and didn't buy it.

told them all to leave, Lu Xingyu had a long mouth, and he didn't say the words he kept.

At this time, Li Chen picked up a teacup, and the system began to identify.

Item: Tea Cup

Material: Clay

Age: Modern Details

: No

......

Sell price: 300 system recycling price: 300

Hmm?

Li Chen came here with a little curiosity, but he didn't expect the price given by the system to be quite high.

After having the first one, he picked up the other cups.

300，180，600，420......

A series of prices, none of which fell below three digits.

Li Chen secretly thought, there is something in this stall.

But the one that is enough to pick up the leak has not yet appeared.

However, Li Chen is not in a hurry, and is still watching them one by one.

Lu Xingyu didn't rush either, and let him study it slowly.

After more than ten minutes, Li Chen was still looking at the things on the stall.

When the stall owner next to him saw it, he immediately said in a voice that seemed to be low-key but was actually very loud.

"I just received a set of tea sets for Guangxu Nian last month, and I sold it for only 10,000 yuan. And

Li Chen happened to be looking at the teacup at this time.

"The color of this cup is very similar to the one in Boss Lin's store, isn't it true?"

"I feel like it's real, you look at the color and shape, including the texture on the teacup, it's very similar."

"It's fake, there are still real things in the antique market now, and things that look very similar may be made in batches."

"I bought a cup like this online, 20 yuan a piece.

"I think it's like a fake, too. "

If Li Chen can't see the discussion in the live broadcast room, because he touched a cup that can't be seen.

Item: Tea cup

Material: Clay

Age: Qing Dynasty Jiaqing Details:

Produced by the Jiaqing

Imperial Official Kiln, Royal Use.

Quality: Purple

Comments: An extremely collectible item.

Selling price (yuan): 160,000 System recycling price (yuan): 160,000

Li Chen had a faint face, put down the cup in his hand,

and touched the other one.

Four cups of similar color, one worth 160,000.

!

It's more expensive than the cup that Boss Lin drinks tea from!

The teacup used by the royal family is really not ordinary.

Li Chen looked at all the cups and found that only these four cups were the most valuable.

Then he took a other cup and asked Lu Xingyu, "How do you sell this cup?"

Lu Xingyu glanced at him and said coldly, "1000 apiece." "

What about this?" Li Chen picked up the other cup, which was different from the first one, with bright patterns in this life, and a sense of wealth.

"1500 a. "

What about this?"

"1800 a." "

What about this?"

"1000 a."

Li Chen put down the royal teacup and seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Other stall owners, who had been paying attention to the situation here, suddenly interjected, "Little brother, I have the same cup as him here, only 800." Hearing

this, Lu Xingyu immediately glared at the person who spoke.

The man didn't care at all, and continued to sell to Li Chen, "You see that my workmanship is more exquisite and exquisite than his, and it looks like something from the Song Dynasty."

Li Chen smiled slightly, "Look?" The

boss was stunned for a moment, and immediately changed his words, "No, it looks like something from the Song Dynasty."

"And I'm only 800.

Li Chen looked at it in embarrassment, and didn't know who to choose for a while.