Crash!

The crisp sound sounded, the porcelain jar shattered on the spot, and many people looked stunned and froze in place.

What's he doing?

"Haha!"

Xie Long was the first to react.

looked at Jiang Lingyun, who had his back to everyone, and couldn't close his mouth with joy.

"Elders, everyone... But I saw it all. ”

"He picked the jar himself, and he smashed it, so it's a towel, right?"

"This, don't talk nonsense!"

Ruan Sixian woke up and immediately denied it!

The bridge is also messed up.

The crowd whispered, and after a short time there were all kinds of speculations.

Xie Long was right. ”

"If you smash your own belongings, according to the rules, you are admitting defeat. ”

"But just now, didn't he have the confidence to say that the porcelain jar was not electroplated?"

"I'm still too young and lack experience. ”

Uncle Min shook his head frequently.

"Several times he appraised the treasure, he didn't look at it, so he made a conclusion, and now he finally got his head down. ”

Ruan Sixian frowned and lowered his head.

"Uncle Min, you mean..."

"He's got an eye-catcher?"

The unbearable color between the eyebrows lingers.

In front of Ruan Sixian, Uncle Min was not easy to say thoroughly.

I had to look at Ju Wenze as if asking for help.

Ju Wenze's old eyes stared at the porcelain pieces all over the ground, and after a while, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly.

"Wrong!"

A simple word, but it attracted everyone's attention.

"Ju Lao, are you still talking to him?"

Xie Long held back his anger and smiled stiffly: "You also saw him smashing the porcelain jar, this is not admitting defeat, what else can it be?"

"Ignorance. ”

At this moment, Jiang Lingyun turned around.

I don't know when there was a porcelain bowl as white as jade in my hand.

"Keep your eyes open and look good. ”

The porcelain bowl is dignified and exquisite, clean and neat, with sharp edges and corners, the glaze is crystal clear, and the white is covered with elusive water green, and in the middle of the bottom of the bowl, the word "flower" is engraved in the shade, which has already explained its true identity.

The most authentic Tang Dynasty "flower" character Xingyao white glazed bowl!

Everyone gasps!

Not only for seeing the real white porcelain of Xingyao, but also because of the inferior porcelain sticking to the wall of the bowl, I was very shocked.

The truth speaks for itself.

"This, this is a treasure of the Tang Dynasty..."

"It was burned into an inferior porcelain jar by unscrupulous craftsmen, it was a terrible thing!"

Uncle Min was shocked at first, and then felt pity.

The white glazed bowl of the Xing kiln in the Tang Dynasty is invaluable, but the wall of the bowl is glued with porcelain pieces, which is difficult to clean, and the original charm is gone, and its value is naturally not one in ten.

It is a peerless treasure, but it is just a creation to make people!

"I'm rough!"

"What am I selling it for, hand

！”

In the crowd, Li Lao Mao beat his chest and paused, eager to reward himself with two slaps.

"In any case, the winner is decided. ”

Jiang Lingyun's tone was cold, looking down at Xie Long with a dull face.

"Remember. ”

"From now on, don't appear in front of me!"

Bang.

Xie Long sat down on the ground in a daze!

His hands hung down weakly, his eyes widened, and he kept shaking his head.

"No, it can't be..."

"It must be fake..."

"How could this happen!"

The demon looked stunned, as if he had lost his mind.

"Two less!"

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Several of his men hurriedly helped him up.

In normal times, even if Xie Long didn't speak, it would be impossible for them to give up.

But in front of Ju Wenze...

Even the Xie family didn't dare to mess around!

Under the gaze of everyone, several people drove Xie Long and fled away from Anping Bridge like a desperate escape.

Everywhere there was an uproar!

This mysterious young man even tripped over Xie Long?

Everyone talked about it, thinking of Jiang Lingyun's eyesight, stunts, courage, and courage...

All of them were deeply shocked!

Overnight, the news that the genius of Jianbao appeared in the ghost street spread throughout Anshi.

"What a hero!"

Juwen stepped forward with a smile.

"Contemptible Ju Wenze, if you don't dislike it, let's make friends. ”

"How?"

The bridge quickly fell silent.

Ruan Sixian and the others were shocked in their hearts, Ju Lao was so polite, he really took a fancy to Jiang Lingyun.

If you become a guest of honor...

It can be described as a step to the sky, soaring, just around the corner!

There was no trace of joy on Jiang Lingyun's face.

"Your name is Ju Wenze, who are you Ju Shichuan?"

Ju Lao was immediately stunned: "It's under my grandfather." ”

"It's a shame for what you said!"

Jiang Lingyun's face changed suddenly!

In his previous life, Ju Shichuan and him were friends of the year, whether it was astronomy and geography, modern and ancient world affairs, or literature and calligraphy, everything was discussed.

It's a pity that not long after, Jiang Lingyun's soul passed through the world.

He was condescending and rebuked angrily.

"Ju Shichuan is full of poetry and books, only eight buckets high, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything. ”

"Clay pots and bowls, such a clumsy method..."

"If it's him, you can see through it at a glance!"

In contrast.

The descendant of the late brother is really useless!

Everyone was stunned in place, it was obviously a great opportunity to get old, why was he?

Crazy!

was reprimanded in public, and the old man was red-faced.

But suddenly, something has been shoehorned into his arms.

Tang flower character Xingyao white glazed bowl!

He was extremely confused, and looked at the young man in front of him in a daze.

"Take it back. ”

Jiang Lingyun's anger continued unabated.

"Fix it carefully as I said, and restore it in half a month. ”

Boss Ju was surprised!

"You, do you have a way to restore it?"

In his mind, it would be difficult to restore the white-glazed bowl, even with the help of modern instruments.

Then the people, there is no way.

Jiang Lingyun was noncommittal.

Instead, he led the old man to the bottom of the bridge.

There is no one around, and he will tell you how to deal with the porcelain pieces on the wall of the bowl, how to maintain the white porcelain, and so on.

Five thousand years of Chinese history.

How to repair and maintain cultural antiques, the Spring and Autumn Period, has set a precedent. Inherited to the early Republic of China, there are many theories and techniques, and even many schools have been formed.

Jiang Lingyun is very knowledgeable, and all kinds of things here are naturally not a problem.

As for the elderly, he listened to it in a fog.

The young man in front of him actually knew everything about the restoration text, and he was telling the story like a cloud.

"Remember?"

Hearing this question, Ju Lao came back to his senses, but he couldn't stop smiling bitterly.

He is an old thing, how can he remember those complicated techniques clearly in such a short period of time?

"Ju Lao, are you done talking?"

At this time, Ruan Sixian, Uncle Min and others all came down from the bridge.

"This..."

Ju Lao was holding a white porcelain bowl, and he really didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Lingyun glanced at him with hatred and sighed secretly.

"Let's go. ”

Ignoring Uncle Min and the others, Jiang Lingyun followed the road he came from and left quickly.

"Uncle Ju and Uncle Min, I'm really embarrassed. ”

Ruan Sixian hurriedly bowed one by one.

"I have to go too, and the next time you two come to my house, I will definitely entertain you. ”

After that, he stepped on broken steps and hurriedly chased Jiang Lingyun.

I was entangled in my heart.

This man is really!

Just go, everyone else will forget it, even me won't wait...

"Wait a minute!"

"Why are you going so fast?"

Finally caught up with Jiang Lingyun, Ruan Sixian was about to complain, but Jiang Lingyun shook and fell to the ground violently!

Ruan Sixian's little face is not white!

Hurriedly held him, tears rolling in his eyes: "What's wrong with you, is it because I hit you..."

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Jiang Lingyun closed his eyes tightly.

No matter what Ruan Sixian said, there was no response.