When Cang Hao heard this, he understood why Liao Jiajun was so angry last night, this police flower was already full of violent genes in his bones, and he was treated like this by a Zen master who didn't believe in it, and he didn't take out a gun and fire on the spot, which was already the greatest forbearance.

"Speaking of which, we are also fateful, if you hadn't attracted the attention of that policewoman at that time, I would have been beaten to death......" Speaking of this, the unbelieving Zen master smiled: "Anyway, how did you come up with this idea, pretending to be a TV reporter!"

Cang Hao said expressionlessly: "A flash of inspiration!"

"At that time, fortunately, you two distracted the police, I want to thank you very much......" Glancing at Cang Hao, the unbelieving Zen master asked very carefully: "That policewoman seems to know you two, and she hates you two very much?"

"We're fated to each other. Cang Hao sighed very helplessly: "Bad fate." ”

"Knowing this kind of woman is really a bad fate...... recalling Liao Jiajun's abuse, he didn't believe that the Zen master shuddered, and said: "Anyway, our buddies are also fateful, difficult brothers and brothers, so we know each other, go, go to my temple to drink!"

This monk is a woman who does not abstain from wine and meat, but Cang Hao is quite curious about whether his Duolin Temple is a roadside stall, and he wants to go and see it. However, Cang Hao looked at the time and said, "It's not early, we still have to go to work." ”

The unbelieving Zen master asked, "Today and Saturday, you don't rest?"

"Saturday?" Cang Hao was stunned: "Today Saturday?"

"yes. ”

"!" Cang Hao patted Zhou Dayu's neck hard: "We forgot everything!

Zhou Dayu screamed "oops", covered his neck and said very aggrievedly: "Then why are you beating me?"

"Let's stay at the police station for forty-eight hours, just enough to go back to work, you have to call Tang Zhihong, lest the company won't know that we have this happened!"

"I ...... I'm scared, I'm staying at the police station!"

"!" Cang Hao glared at Zhou Dayu, and then said to the unbelieving Zen master: "Okay, it's okay, I'll go to your place!"

The unbelieving Zen master stopped a taxi, warmly greeted Cang Hao and Zhou Dayu to get into the car, and soon came to Haishan Temple.

On weekends, the temple is very lively, full of people, and the sound of the sea in the distance and the sound of the wind blowing through the grass and trees in the distance are intertwined, making the place particularly comfortable.

"I haven't been here for many years...... Cang Hao looked around and sighed: "It's changed a lot, it's more beautiful!"

On weekends, there is a spontaneous antique market in Haishan Temple, and not far from the three people getting off the bus, there is an old farmer sitting on the ground with a slender blue bottle in front of him.

"Let's go check it out. Zhou Dayu is really a money fan, and he always wants to make a fortune: "Maybe you can find a treasure, then you can make a lot of money!"

"Forget it. Cang Hao shook his head: "The current antique market is full of fakes. ”

"That's right. The unbelieving Zen master agreed: "Occasionally, you can really pick up treasures, but that depends on luck, and the probability is very low." If you want to make a fortune in this, you have to be lucky!"

Zhou Dayu walked over and asked the farmer directly: "How much is your bottle?"

"Ten thousand. The farmer is very simple, and his dark face reveals a sincerity: "Experts have identified it and said that this is a plum bottle from the Ming Dynasty, but it is valuable!"

This bottle is very beautiful, Zhou Dayu nodded: "That 10,000 is not expensive." ”

"I'm in a hurry to use the money, otherwise I won't sell it and keep it as a family heirloom!" The farmer glanced at Zhou Dayu: "We are fated, if you sincerely want it, 8,000 yuan will be given to you!"

"Where did you come from?"

The farmer said sincerely: "I dug it up when I was planting. ”

Without waiting for Cang Hao to say anything, the unbelieving Zen master walked over, picked up the bottle and looked at it, and shook his head with a smile.

Cang Hao looked at the expression of the unbelieving Zen master, and was a little curious: "Do you recognize it?"

"I tell you, the official name of this thing should be called a blue glazed string pattern bottle, the style is from the Ming Dynasty, yes, it seems to come out of Jingdezhen. Disbelief pointed to the bottle, only to see a dragon floating on it: "Look, this dragon has five claws, this is called a five-clawed golden dragon." The dragon pattern has been used in the Ming Dynasty, and the five-clawed golden dragon is a specific symbol of the royal family, and the folk cannot use it. In fact, antiques are three parts of cultural relics and seven points of story, and the quality of things depends a lot on how you arrange the story behind it. If you want to say that whose ancestors brought this bottle out of the capital when they fled back then, this story is somewhat credible. But Guangsha is thousands of kilometers away from the capital, how can royal things be dug up in the Guangsha field, this story is not credible. ”

Zhou Dayu hurriedly said: "Maybe someone brought it out when they fled, and then hid it in the ground and forgot about it?"

"I sue you ......" The unbelieving Zen master turned the bottle upside down, pointed to the bottom of the bottle and said: "This part is called loach back in jargon, and it is the most testing of porcelain craftsmanship." The royal stuff is very exquisite, but if you touch the back of the loach in this bottle, it is very rough and there is black ash on it, which is obviously a handicraft produced in contemporary Jingdezhen. ”

After that, the unbelieving Zen master returned the bottle to the farmer, and beckoned to Cang Hao and Zhou Dayu: "Let's go." ”

When the peasants heard the words of the Zen master, their faces turned darker, but they did not dare to refute them.

Cang Hao was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to know so much about antiques!"

"Of course. The unbelieving Zen master said proudly: "I'm not afraid to sue you, our family has been playing antiques for generations, and my father is even better. If you want to talk about me, I can tell if an ordinary antique is real or fake with a glance, and I am more reliable than those experts on TV. ”

Zhou Dayu was also surprised: "Really fake?"

"Of course it's true. The unbelieving Zen master raised his heavy eyebrows: "I tell you that antiques are also subdivided, and it is a group of people who play bronze, a group of people who play porcelain, and a group of people who play miscellaneous...... Therefore, those real experts are also divided into bronze experts, porcelain experts, and so on. I'm not the same Zen master, I'm omnipotent, I can identify anything. ”

When a Zen master doesn't believe it, when he talks about antiques, it's completely different from when he bragged about opening up a woman who had lost his foot.

Zhou Dayu suspected that he was bragging, but Cang Hao concluded through his tone and expression that he did not believe that the Zen master did have this confidence.

This made Cang Hao even more strange: "By the way, since you are an antique expert, how did you become a monk?"

"It's hard to put into words. The unbelieving Zen master exhaled, and his expression became a little vicissitudes: "Let me tell you, the antique industry is very deep. Whoever has the highest status in this circle is not who has the highest level, but depends on having a huge network of resources. I offended the two bigwigs in the circle, I was so high-level, but I was called a liar, and no one believed me at all. On the contrary, by chance, I became a monk, but I didn't expect that no matter what I said to others, others would be worshipped...... It's really helpless!"

In the past, there were people who were forced to go to Liangshan, but now there are people who are forced into the temple, Cang Hao smiled: "You are really legendary in this life!"

"Of course. The unbelieving Zen master sighed again: "The poor monk is the CEO, and he wants to carry forward the antique business by engaging in Cultural Development Co., Ltd." ”

Zhou Dayu didn't believe it: "It's so mysterious, how can you prove that you don't brag?"

I didn't believe in the Zen master and didn't explain, but just waved his hand: "Then it depends on the luck of the two of you!"

Zhou Dayu asked: "What does it have to do with our luck?"

At this time, the unbelieving Zen master's eyes suddenly lit up and he slapped his thigh: "You two are really lucky!"

There was an old lady who also set up a small stall with some bits and pieces, nothing more than jewelry and the like, and the workmanship was very rough, which could be said to be fake and outrageous.

However, there is a green headdress that is very good, it is a few pieces of green things put together, and the display is decorated with a few dots of red and blue, and the shape is very creative.

I don't believe that the Zen master picked it up and looked at it, and he couldn't put it down. After a while, he asked the old lady, "How do you sell this?"

The old lady stretched out a finger: "One thousand!"

The unbelieving Zen master put down his headdress, pulled Cang Hao aside, and said in a low voice: "I only have twenty yuan left in my pocket, and I have paid all the fines, if you have money, I will build yì you buy this thing!"

Cang Hao glanced at the headdress: "It's very valuable?"

"Of course, that's jadeite. After a pause, the unbelieving Zen master said: "If you take it out and sell it, if you can't multiply it more than ten times, you can settle accounts with me!"

"Pull it down. Zhou Dayu was very unconvinced: "I've seen jadeite, it's not this color at all!"

Zhou Dayu has a certain truth in what he said, the color of this jade headdress is too bright, and it looks a little fake.

The unbelieving Zen master smiled and said, "This is a variety of jadeite, called Tielongsheng, produced in Myanmar. Its color-causing color is chrome, so it looks particularly vivid and even looks a little fake. This thing was first discovered in 90 years of the last century, and it began to be mined in 96 years, and it was mined before the arrival of the new century! That is to say, this thing has been very small in the world, and the price is quite expensive, so it is absolutely not a loss to buy it. ”

Cang Hao didn't think about it, so he directly took out a thousand and gave it to the old lady and took away the headdress.

Zhou Dayu asked Cang Hao in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that he will collude with that old lady to deceive the two of us?"

"I don't know antiques, but I understand people!" Cang Hao smiled slightly: "I believe in my eyesight!"

The unbelieving Zen master took Cang Hao and Zhou Dayu to Duolin Temple, which is located in the middle of nowhere and is quite secluded.

After entering the door, Cang Hao and Zhou Dayu were a little surprised, because this place is antique, and it looks like an old temple for some years.

It covers a large area, with a courtyard in the middle and green bamboos planted around it, which looks green.

The temple where the incense is flourishing is inevitably too noisy, and the tranquility here is suitable for Qing cultivation, and it is a pity to fall into the hands of unbelieving Zen masters.

It's very strange, there is only a monk here who doesn't believe in Zen master, Cang Hao didn't bother to ask what's going on, he sat in the courtyard and exhaled a long breath, feeling a lot better.

I don't believe that the Zen master took out the wine and meat from the refrigerator, heated it up, and sure enough, he ate and drank with Cang Hao and Zhou Dayu.

This monk is an imposter monk and a liar, but he is not without merit, at least he has a bit of arrogance.

In the ancient temple, a qiē is so leisurely, and time flies very slowly.

A day passed like this, and what Cang Hao didn't know was that a lot of things had happened in this day.