If Guan Youshou is spoken, Guan Ping'an will abide by it. Besides, everyone is pitiful. This winter is the beginning of the snowstorm, and it is still cold.

But her father was wrong.

At the end of the year, it is not only these rehabilitated people who are selling porcelain vases, but also those who are now afraid of liquidation.

Have you ever seen someone carrying antiques in a basket? Guan Ping'an has seen this scene. It's just that this person is still a second-class dealer, and of course the price is not expensive.

Not to mention the value of the items, people use a load of baskets to check the price, and the price ranges from the least basket of 20 yuan to 100 yuan.

There are so many absurd things in the world.

If she hadn't met her in person, Guan Ping'an really couldn't believe that such a thing had happened. With the deal, it was much easier for her to get the inside scoop up.

Although it is impossible for these sellers to expose the source of the goods, they are more or less tricked by her. Because the owners of the goods sold should be worried, it will become a bane again.

There are those who understand the value, but the source is unknown, and the family is also worried that it will become evidence of the crime, so they hurriedly sell it in exchange for a few dollars.

Occasionally, when the main owner made a move, Guan Ping'an felt sorry for them, but it was useless to persuade them. All became frightened birds, she said a word, and people ran away.

Besides, why should she ask people to keep it safe. People with background are afraid that the most precious and unfragile objects will still be left in their hands.

The owners who immediately turned around and ran away may still be worried that she is "fishing". She is even more difficult to say, I listen to whomever said, in the future, a bottle will not be able to buy a house.

Don't talk about outsiders, even she doesn't believe it herself. Looking forward to the future, it is too empty and too far away, if she herself doesn't like these historical objects.

Oh, for a bottle, I don't know if it can buy a house in the year of the monkey. She couldn't go crazy, and she ran out to collect garbage on a cold day.

That's right.

It's garbage.

Some of the objects are still imitations. Imitation, imitation, and bottles and cans that are not even a few years older than her father, there is actually everything.

The human heart can never be measured.

"Thirty. Guan Ping'an's fingers poked one by one, "This, this, this...... And that, you can take it back, thirty dollars for two dollars. ”

She promised her family to let go of the rehabilitated owner of the goods, but she didn't promise to let go of the second-lane dealers. ND, it's really blind when she has a pair of tricks!

What dynasty, what porcelain and what color, she just pads the feel, at a glance you can be true or false, you can know the year, and you can tell allusions, do you believe it?

"Ouch, I'm finally back, show me what's good again. ”

During this winter vacation, who is the most diligent in coming to her house? There is no doubt that it must be her grandfather Li. I don't know what this old man thinks.

You said that you have been going to work every day, what treasures are not enough in the Forbidden City, you can touch and take a look, why do you run to my house after work every once in a while.

"Let's say okay first, I won't donate this time. ”

"Your Grandpa Mei has the final say. ”

Don't say it, every time I hear this, Guan Ping'an just gritted his teeth. Her family is not only because Grandpa Mei likes to donate things, but also because she is almost inseparable.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's safe. If she didn't want to receive the good things for Li Lao to take away, she could have stuffed them back into the small gourd and hid them on the way.

"Most of them are still pastel porcelain. ”

Listen, what kind of tone is this? Her grandfather Li actually dislikes it. "How can I meet a baby every day. Grandpa Li, have you eaten it?"

Li Lao was disgusted and disgusted, but he knew that the little apprentice he had trained could enter the house with a grin, and there must be good things in the basket.

Hearing this, he easily stretched out a hand and waved, "Eat and eat, you just go and eat yours first, don't come back too late in the future, so as not to worry about the family." ”

"I can't help it. As you know, those who come out to resell these things are basically late at night, or in the early hours of the morning. Thankfully, it's winter break. ”

Stinky girl, get cheap and sell well! This luck is really no one. He'd been out for a walk in the evening, but nothing like that had happened to him.

"Grandpa Li, Grandpa Fang hasn't been looking for you lately?"

Li Lao carefully placed the porcelain on the kang and left his hand, only then did he look sideways at her, "Are you still worried about his ancient book?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you. You can always help me match. The porcelain in my house can be picked by Grandpa Fang, and we can also barter it, okay?"

"It's difficult, the old man doesn't like porcelain. ”

Hearing him say this, Guan Ping'an had no choice but to rest. She has the boutique ancient ink that Fang Lao wants, but if she dares to exchange it?

The old man in front of him will definitely stare at her. Over the years, she has worked hard to collect a box of ancient ink, and even she is reluctant to use it.

"Grandpa Li, you say it's strange, there hasn't been a single ancient book on the market during this time. There are calligraphy and paintings, and you know at a glance that they are not true. ”

"There's nothing strange about it, someone like your grandfather Fang. They would rather starve to death, and the ancient books and paintings handed down from their ancestors are not for sale.

The one you remember is not from his ancestors, otherwise you won't even have a chance to flip through it. The old man was too serious to donate a few copies. ”

“......”

Who is not afraid of you.

As soon as something good is seen by you, it will be targeted by you. Thinking that Fang Lao would rather be a family than give up his precious ancient books, calligraphy and paintings.

"The temple fair will definitely open in the first month of next year, and there will be stalls in the antique street at that time. Would you like to make an appointment to go shopping first?"

"Of course, I want to get some good books. ”

When Guan Youshou walked back to the room, he heard his daughter's bold words, and he was speechless, so he deliberately took a few more glances at his bear girl.

Do you still want to collect some good books?

Who else has a collection of ancient books that can compare to you?

Let's talk about the ancient book in Old Fang's hand. His daughter finished reading it at the time, and as soon as she got home, she immediately went back to her room, and she didn't even have time to say it, so she wrote it down silently.

Seeing this, Guan Youshou took a break and mentioned in front of Li Lao that he had helped his daughter contact a batch of ancient books and paintings. If he was targeted by Li Lao at that time, his daughter would really cry.

"Why don't you go to dinner yet?" Guan Youshou touched his daughter's head, "Go quickly, wait a minute, your mother will shout again." Uncle Li, what's the matter, the child didn't bother with eyes, right?"

Guan Ping'an grimaced at her Lao Tzu and turned to leave.

Li Lao's voice came from behind him, "It's okay, she can still pass the porcelain level." Next, I can't see through the calligraphy and painting. ”

Guan Youshou laughed out loud, "Why don't you wait for the New Year and let my family be safe for you?"

"Decide she'll eat this in the future?"

"That's not it, I just want her to have more knowledge with your old man. ”

Guan Ping'an immediately wrinkled his face.

She said, revenge is coming~