Xie Jingwen knew in his heart that the reason why my father landed in Xuan Bao Zhai early in the morning was because of two points.

First, they are worried that they will take a look, the water in the old ghost street is notoriously deep, how many masters and experts have planted their heels in it, and Xie Jingwen and Shen Qiu's eyesight alone is not enough to pick up leaks in it.

The second is the special reputation of the old ghost street, and many of the collections in it come from shady sources, such as overseas illegal returns, stolen and dug up objects, or petty theft collections.

But any large-scale and prestigious antique store will not blatantly go to the old ghost street to pick up the goods.

Cao Donglai noticed that the eldest lady's face was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "Miss, don't look at me like that, I didn't report your business to the old shopkeeper, I don't encourage you to do this, but I won't do such an outrageous thing!"

Xie Qiangsheng glared and said: "Do you still use the east to ventilate the news? Now the people who play antiques in the entire Jiangcheng know that Xuan Bao Zhai spent 6.8 million yuan to buy a Yongle big pot! Look what you have done!"

"Dad......"

"Don't explain it yet, take out the things first, I'll palm your eyes with your Uncle Cao first, and then I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Xie Jingwen didn't dare to slack off, and quickly presented last night's loot, and the Yongle blue and white jar looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight in the early morning.

Xie Qiangsheng and Cao Donglai respectively put on gloves and magnifying glasses, as well as hand-held instruments to identify porcelain years, and the two of them circled around the blue and white jar, and finally each breathed a sigh of relief.

About ten minutes later, Cao Donglai first put down the magnifying glass: "Miss, this blue and white jar is genuine, this is a great luck in misfortune, although the Yongle jar is rare, but it is not enough to say 6.8 million to buy, and this Yongle jar is full of fine particles of sand between the glaze, indicating that this Yongle jar is a genuine underground vessel!"

Xie Qiangsheng also immediately took off his gloves, and asked Kang Kai to put things away: "Xiaowen, I know that you are thinking about the reputation of Xuan Bao Zhai, but you are doing this is tantamount to pulling out seedlings and promoting the growth of more than worth the loss, what kind of person is Li Jialong? Xiangjiang's famous collection tycoon, what kind of treasure he has never seen, this level of tycoon is very taboo to touch the Ming weapon, unless it is a rare product in a hundred years, this kind of Yongle blue and white jar he can't look down on!"

"Dad...... I...... I know it's wrong......" Xie Jingwen pouted and lowered her head, she overestimated her vision too much, but she didn't know that the vision of the rich man Li Jialong was like a mountain between her.

Xie Qiangsheng saw that his daughter lowered her head and it was inconvenient to complain about anything, he glanced at Shen Qiu, and the plan that had already been disposed of in his heart: "It's not too late to know that it's wrong, the Yongle jar will be put in the store first, and you don't need to show it to Li Daheng, losing money is nothing, what I'm most afraid of is being embarrassed! As for this Master Shen......"

Shen Qiu's name Xie Qiangsheng has also heard of it for a long time, especially the previous eight million to buy the ashes altar has become a rumor in Jiangcheng, even if he really has something extraordinary, this kind of person can't stay in Xuan Bao Zhai, it will inevitably have an impact on Xuan Bao Zhai's reputation, his daughter is understandable on impulse, and he must deal with it decisively as the old shopkeeper.

"Old shopkeeper!

Xie Qiangsheng was about to announce Shen Qiu's whereabouts, followed by a noisy pace outside, and a group of people instantly poured in outside Xuan Bao Zhai, led by two young masters on the antique street, one of them was the master who tested Shen Qiu the day before yesterday, Zheng Tongfang Zheng Lao, and the other was even bigger, Song Qingfeng, Song Lao, who was ninety-six years old this year.

Song Lao's attainments in porcelain and calligraphy and painting are very profound, no matter what age of porcelain in front of Song Lao, you can basically see a seven, seven, eighty, eight, there are a lot of treasure connoisseurs on the antique street, mentioning Song Lao's name, at least can be ranked in the top three, and everyone who sees him has to bow down and shout Song Lao.

Song Lao, Zheng Lao as the leader, followed by the owners of other antique shops, heard that Xuan Bao Zhai received a fine Yongle jar and couldn't help but rush over to see the excitement: "Big shopkeeper! I heard that your family has received a boutique Yongle blue and white jar! I specially ran over to take a look! It's not easy, it's not easy! Now the Yongle blue and white jar on the market is basically extinct! I didn't expect to see the blue and white jar in Jiangcheng in my lifetime!"

"Yes, the old shopkeeper!" Zheng Lao also said with great interest: "Six million and eight thousand sounds a bit high at first glance, but this thing is rare and expensive! In two years, it will definitely be more than this price, and it is possible to double it!"

"Oops!"

A bald boss behind Zheng Lao complained with a face full of complaints, this person was the bald money boss who competed with Xie Jingwen last night: "I knew that the two masters valued it so much, and I had to take it down last night! Xuan Bao Zhai is not a big store, and the eldest lady is courageous!"

Xie Qiangsheng couldn't help frowning, the antique industry is about making a lot of money in a muffled voice, more than a dozen people poured in early in the morning were all coming for Yongle blue and white flowers, and Yongle blue and white flowers themselves are a disgraceful weapon, if they are troubled by this, wouldn't the entire Jiangcheng be full of wind and rain?

"I'm sorry about that, guys...... The store did receive a Yongle big jar, but now it has been put into storage, so I'm really sorry, it's inconvenient for everyone to visit!"

Cao Donglai took the initiative to excuse himself and said, but was interrupted by Song Lao, the old man's face was clearly a little unhappy: "Big shopkeeper? This is your fault, we are happy for you when we receive good things, there is no need to hide, I am indeed very interested in Yongle Qinghua, you just let the old man take a look!"

"Song Lao ......"

Cao Donglai still wanted to refuse, but Xie Qiangsheng waved his hand and said, "Okay, since Song Lao has spoken, then take out the Yongle pot, and ask Song Lao and Zheng Lao to help me palm my eyes more!"

Xie Qiangsheng made a gesture and asked Kang Kai to put the Yongle jar and the other treasures that Xie Jingwen received last night on the Eight Immortals table, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the Yongle jar, and Song Lao and Zheng Lao surrounded excitedly.

"What a fuss is this!"

Xie Jingwen looked worried when she was guarding the side: "I usually can't see them to see the baby, why do I receive the blue and white jars one by one today as if they have been poisoned!" Shen Qiu ...... Don't take my father's words to heart, no matter what he says, I will do my best to protect you! You were invited by me! No one can drive you away!"

Shen Qiu was still in a state of indecisiveness, "Miss, don't mention my matter first, this group of people this morning is not good! Look at the look of the boss Qian, I have a hunch that there is going to be a good show!"

"It's not that exaggerated, right? Song Lao and Zheng Lao are both old friends of my father, and the other bosses are also acquaintances, so it stands to reason that ......"

Before Xie Jingwen's words were finished, Song Lao, who was in charge of treasure appreciation, suddenly snorted: "En?"

I saw Song Lao bending down with a magnifying glass in his hand, looking at the bottom of the blue and white jar with a hesitant expression.

"What's the matter, Old Song, what do you see?" Xie Qiangsheng stepped forward and supported Old Song with a surprised face.

"There's a saying that I don't know whether to say or not. A trace of sweat oozed from Song Lao's forehead: "Let me ask you first, who is the master of this blue and white jar?"

The main eye, in this line is to ask who made the decision, especially this kind of rare treasure, the person who made the main eye is extremely important, and it is difficult for people who are not experienced in a hundred battles to take on this great responsibility.

"This ......"

Xie Qiangsheng naturally knew the seriousness of this sentence, if he told Song Lao that this blue and white jar was finalized by Shen Qiu, he would inevitably be laughed at, especially in front of so many people, it would really discredit Xuan Bao Zhai.

"Old Song, I know the person who is the master of the clapper!"

Boss Qian was not polite, and told the truth straightforwardly: "This Yongle blue and white jar was received by the eldest lady and Shen Qiu on the old ghost street last night, and the person who finally set the price was Shen Qiu!

Boss Qian pointed in Shen Qiu's direction, and Song Lao looked up at Shen Qiu: "Shen Qiu, Master Shen, may I ask who you studied from?

Before Shen Qiu could speak, someone from the surrounding bosses answered for him: "Old Song, you probably don't know." Shen Qiu is a big celebrity in Jiangcheng! He lost 30 million yuan in three years! He was angry with his father! He also bought the ash altar as blue and white porcelain in the Yuan Dynasty!"

Hahahaha......