Cut a lot of cold powder out, and the previous small bowl naturally couldn't fit it.

Jin Feng smiled, naturally hot, took a large basin and bowl on the table without pretentiousness, and smiled flatteringly: "Uncle, all this bowl is loaded." ”

The uncle glanced at Jin Feng and nagged: "You are just a wife, it's really troublesome." ”

Poured the cold powder into the big bowl indiscriminately, waved his hand casually, and shouted: "Make your own seasoning, my little grandson is about to get out of school." ”

"It's almost there. ”

Jin Feng belched twice, and then stopped the uncle: "Uncle, where is the drum tower going?"

"Is there anything else to do?"

Uncle was annoyed by Jin Feng, and he wished that Jin Feng would get out of here, but Jin Feng just refused to leave and kept pestering himself.

The uncle pointed out the direction to Jin Feng and shouted: "Boy, you go this way, go to the Drum Tower, there are more interesting places." “

After speaking, the uncle was as quick as a young man, closed the door of the small shop in a few clicks, and trotted up with a bicycle in a hurry.

Jin Feng pulled the uncle again: "Uncle, uncle, don't leave yet, I haven't finished eating yet, this bowl has to be returned to you." ”

Uncle doesn't care about Jin Feng.

Jumped on the bicycle and ran fast, shouting loudly: "I gave you this bowl of uncle." Don't call me again, delay me to pick up my little grandson, I'll whip you!"

Jin Feng belched in his mouth, chased a few steps and shouted, "Uncle, how can that be." It's useless for me to take this bowl. ”

"You go pick up your grandson first, I'll ...... I'm waiting for you right here. ”

Far away, when the uncle heard this, the bicycle suddenly made a big turn, and it almost fell to the ground.

Ten minutes later, a strange young man came out of the exit of the small alley, holding a large bowl with a diameter of more than a foot in his hand, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

While shaving the cold powder, the young man walked towards the Alcohol Prince's Mansion, and after walking a few steps, the young man stopped, raised the big bowl in his hand above his head, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

The diameter of the bowl is about 33 centimeters, the height reaches 20 centimeters, and the bottom foot is 15 centimeters, which belongs to the super bowl.

The mouth has a edge, along the mouth of the cinnabar-colored entwined branch lotus stripes, the inside of the bowl is white, and a big five-color unicorn is drawn at the bottom.

The exterior wall is also a top priority. Painting green color double dragon play beads, there are fire cloud patterns, colorful and bright, bright luster.

The painting is meticulous and exquisite, vivid and expressive, the brush is strong and powerful, and the lines are round and soft.

The brilliant picture, the dazzling color, vivid and expressive, beautiful.

The bottom paragraph is the Ming Dynasty Chenghua year, with double circles.

Although this thing is Chenghuanian, it is actually imitated by Kangxi.

There has never been a record of such a bowl being auctioned, because he has never seen the real thing.

Only Mr. Geng Baochang has a short introduction in "Ming and Qing Dynasty Porcelain Identification".

The only physical object is not in China, but in the National Museum of the Great Bobo Country.

That one, and the only one in the world.

This large bowl is not expensive in terms of price, but it is the only one in the world.

But Jin Feng was very happy, and he had never been as happy as this day.

That's because the uncle who sells cold powder wants to trick his own bracelet, and he wants to trick the uncle's bowl even more.

Two people routines with each other, and the final result is that they are both successful by each other.

especially recalled the look and expression of the uncle who was in a hurry to leave after he succeeded in his routine.

At that time, the time was only half past ten, and the uncle was going to pick up his little grandson from school.

Thinking of this, Jin Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Jin Feng's smile didn't matter, and the tourists next to him dispersed, looking at Jin Feng was like seeing a neuropathy.

Even the cleaning aunt who was resting on the side of the road gave Jin Feng the most contemptuous look.

The aunt in charge of this piece of duty yelled at Jin Feng.

"Young man, don't throw it away if you eat. ”

"This is Tiandu City, there will be an antique conference in the past two days, pay attention to your quality, don't lose face with our compatriots. ”

"You see you're dressed like a dog, and you're walking down the street with a bowl while eating, what are you talking about? Put the bowl away. ”

"There's a toilet right in front. ”

"Wash the dishes for me. ”

"Stop, and the other helmets on your butt are going to be packed, four don't like you, hurry up and get it ready." ”

Jin Feng nodded, quickly ate the cold powder in a few bites, went to the toilet to wash the dishes, and went out to raise the bowl to the sun.

The large bowl as translucent as white jade shines with colorful brilliance, and the two green dragons are hideous and agile, as if they have been integrated into the blue sky and white clouds.

So beautiful!

Light, thin, and intact, there is no bump at all.

Double dragon playing with pearls, the dragon body is vigorous and slender, the dragon's head is slightly high, with long teeth and claws, fierce and abnormal.

The five-colored unicorn at the bottom of the bowl is even more majestic, looking back, walking among the auspicious clouds with his feet raised, very smart.

This kind of bowl can be kept to this day, and it is really rare to be met by Jin Feng!

Uncle is really ...... I don't know the treasure in Baoshan!

It's really ...... to take this kind of bowl of cold powder It's too extravagant.

Reluctantly played for a few minutes, according to the old rules to wrap the big bowl, some of the bags can not be put down, fortunately, the aunt on duty is kind, and she gave her environmentally friendly vegetable bag to herself.

This helmet is not the helmet of the ancestor martial arts champion that the uncle said. On the helmet of the real martial champion, there is Manchu text.

This helmet guards the old neck, and at best it is a thing from the late Guangxu period.

However, Jin Feng doesn't care about the helmet era, this bowl is enough.

After the Alcohol Prince's Mansion, I crossed the sidewalk to a row of two-story antique streets, which is a mixture of snack streets and specialty commodity streets.

I ate a large bowl of mung bean jelly in my stomach, and I couldn't eat anything else, so I should eat it when I walked.

Jin Feng, who was shopping with a helmet, was also very attention-grabbing, and before he finished half the street, there were three or four people behind him.

Jin Feng naturally knew that these people must have taken a fancy to his helmet, so he deliberately slowed down his pace so that a few people behind him could see it clearly and carefully.

Along the street, the TV in each store is full of the opening ceremony of today's antique convention.

Once in a decade, the world is in the spotlight.

It's close to 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and the opening ceremony on TV is not over yet.

The host reported enthusiastically on TV.

All provinces in China, including Hong Kong Island Province and Treasure Island Province, have completed their appearances, and the next ones are overseas Tibetan friends.

Overseas collectors participate spontaneously and individually, and many families, auction houses, and museums participate in their private capacities.

This is an unprecedented event!

Especially in these years, when Shenzhou antiques and antiques have repeatedly hit sky-high prices. Hundreds of millions of lots are no longer news for China.

Antiques under 100 million will not make headlines at all.

Banknotes, whether they are knives or euros, will depreciate. Even gold has risen and fallen, and investing in antiques is the real profiteering.

So this antique conference is also a grand event for the whole world!

The number of participants from overseas and abroad far exceeded the number of people from home countries.

"Wait a moment, sir. ”

Just as Jin Feng was about to walk to the corner of the street, several people behind him couldn't hold their breath and stopped Jin Feng first.

Jin Feng turned his head, looked indifferent, and asked softly, "What's the matter?" Several people laughed, smiled and said, "Sir, your helmet looks quite old-fashioned, can you get started?"

If a few people want to get started, then go up.

At the moment, a middle-aged man surnamed Mo in his forties led Jin Feng back to a shop in the middle of the street.

The others were all over thirty years old, two were businessmen on the street, and the youngest was a tourist.

The middle-aged man surnamed Mo is named Mo Yan, which is the same as the name of the great writer, a foreigner, and the store he opened is a seller of wine.

The area of the store is not large, about 30 square meters, and inside is a small brewing equipment. The white tin package is full of yellow, and it seems that this device has been used for many years.

The business of this tavern seems to be not bad.

Outside, on the left and right, there are dozens of large and small wine jars, all of which are wrapped and covered with red cloth.

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