After having this guess, Chen Yang's heart immediately became itchy and unbearable. He wrapped the relatively small teapot in his arms with a newspaper and ran straight out of the dormitory towards a certain place.

Chen Yang works as a waiter in a high-end tea house, and often meets high-ranking customers, many of whom are playing antiques and doing antique business. There will even be guests who choose to watch the transaction directly in their tea room.

After some hearing and seeing, although Chen Yang has not yet reached the point where he can understand this industry, he still knows where to sell this kind of thing in his hand.

Ancient Pavilion Building - the gold rush mecca for antique players in southern Jiangsu Province!

Chen Yang spent a full 180 yuan taxi fare to run from the university town to the center of Yunhang City. This is a big gamble, if this thing in his arms is a worthless fake, then he can only walk back to school later.

The interior of the building is not as classical as it seems, but rather modern. But opulence and grandeur are absolutely the basic elements, and everyone who comes and goes is decently dressed.

"Hey, you, just deliver the takeaway to the door, is this the place where you can come in!" said a middle-aged, manager-looking man viciously to a certain Meituan guy who had just walked into the hall.

Chen Yang looked around, as if there was no one else, and then came back to his senses, and he forgot to change the Meituan uniform when he came out just now.

He scratched his head embarrassedly, glanced at the man's work card, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Manager Zhang, I'm really embarrassed, I forgot to change my clothes when I came out in a hurry." I'm not here to deliver food, I have something I want you to appraise, and if it's genuine, I want to ask you to resell it. ”

Manager Zhang looked at Chen Yang from beginning to end, and guessed in his heart that this person probably couldn't even afford the appraisal fee, and he was dressed like this, let alone let him in.

So, Manager Zhang said with the idea of sending him away as soon as possible: "What is it, you can bring it to me to see." ”

Chen Yang sighed, carefully took out the teapot from his arms, untied the newspaper and handed it to him.

Manager Zhang was stunned for a moment after taking it, and then smiled disdainfully: "Blue and white porcelain?"

"Yes. ”

"Yuan celadon?"

"Well, I don't know about that......"

"Huh. ”

Manager Zhang sneered and directly threw the things back to Chen Yang. Chen Yang was startled, subconsciously rushed up, trembled twice and caught it.

He held back the anger in his heart and said, "Manager Zhang, you are ......?"

"Come on, don't dream of getting rich overnight, I've seen a lot of people like you. At present, it is recognized in the international market that there are a total of seven Yuan celadons, of which the lowest transaction price is 92 million, and the highest is more than 250 million! Do you think this broken thing in your hand can be worth this money? Let me tell you, the most on the market are imitations of Yuan celadon! Can a person like you come up with a genuine product?

Manager Zhang's eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, a stinky dick still thinking about getting rich, come on, you, it's more practical to go home and sleep.

The conversation here also fell into the ears of the passers-by.

"Poof...... Anyway, I also have one such teapot at home. ”

"Hehe, don't talk about the teapot, I also have a basin for washing feet, so think about it, it's probably also a Yuan celadon. ”

"Brother, you are really rich, take the basin of Yuan celadon to wash your feet!"

"He's just showing you, have you ever heard that Yuan celadon has a pot?"

"Hahaha......"

All kinds of ridicule kept coming, and some of them had just come out of the appraisal room, and their discouraged appearance should have not been identified with the desired result. After seeing Chen Yang, they showed a gloating expression.

We can't come up with anything that satisfies Gu Ge, and you, a poor man, still have a dream of getting rich?

Chen Yangqi's face was pale, he could accept the fact that his things were fakes, but he couldn't bear the humiliation of Manager Zhang and these people!

He was also a stubborn person, and said unconvinced: "How can you conclude that my things are imitations? If you have the ability, you can take me to the appraisal room for identification, I don't believe it, your eyes are better than X-rays!"

"Heh, I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin. Manager Zhang sneered: "I won't bully you, a descendant, the appraisal fee is 3,000 yuan, and we will go as soon as you come out." ”

Chen Yang was suddenly dumb, three thousand yuan......

"Yes, little brother, since you are so confident, you are still short of these three thousand yuan? If this is really Yuan celadon, it is worth tens of millions!"

"Hahaha......"

The people on the side laughed and coaxed.

Chen Yang's face turned white and red, and the people here could throw him a few streets away with any identity that came out, and he could only endure and endure when others counted him! He suddenly felt that he had made a big mistake by coming here, and he was humiliating himself and inflicting self-inflicted suffering!

At this time, a gray-haired old man, walking with a cane, walked step by step, and his legs and feet did not seem to be very neat. Finally, the old man stood next to Chen Yang, patted him on the shoulder and smiled comfortingly at him.

"Okay, Xiao Zhang, people are still young, the first time you came here by mistake, you are not surprised. Then he said to the people around him: "You don't have to say a word, let's all disperse at such a late hour." ”

Manager Zhang's heart sank, he knew the identity of this old man, and he couldn't afford to offend this God of Wealth. So he greeted him respectfully: "Old Hao, what did you gain today?"

The old man said unhappily: "What can I receive, I fancy a Tang Dynasty inkstone, but I was preempted by the eldest lady of your ancient family, but I can ...... this old bone of mine."

Manager Zhang wiped his cold sweat, and suddenly felt a sense of remorse for not opening which pot to mention: "Old Hao, you are old and serious, don't worry about their juniors." ”

The white-haired old man waved his hand absently, glanced at Chen Yang again, and said, "Although the windfall is desirable, it must also be taken in a proper way." You're young, and that's worth more than my old bones. Work hard, and those who laugh at you today may not laugh tomorrow. ”

Chen Yang was shocked, and suddenly there was a feeling of tears in his eyes. He nodded, and let out a heavy "um".

The old man patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and thought to himself: This drama of advising future generations to get lost and return, many people must have seen it, and they must have added a lot of prestige to themselves, hehe......

Hao Lao is a good person, this kind of thing that can give himself a good reputation without spending a penny, a fool doesn't do it.

The upper class of society praises people, the middle class people compare people, and the lower class people step on people. Like Manager Zhang and those who ridiculed this young man, they deserve to climb in this class for the rest of their lives.

The old man was turning to leave, and Chen Yang bowed silently and saluted him...... At this moment, Hao Lao suddenly had a flash of light, and somehow he was caught by something!

Hao Lao, who hadn't taken two steps, suddenly stood still, turned around and said to Chen Yang: "Little friend, this thing in your hand...... Can you lend me a look?"

Chen Yang was a little surprised, and naturally did not refuse the old man's request.

And Hao Lao's unintentional actions tightened the hearts of Manager Zhang and the onlookers next to him, this old man is famous for his vicious eyes in the circle, did he really see something from the blue and white porcelain?

I saw Hao Lao turn the entire teapot upside down and look at the bottom of it......

Manager Zhang was surprised, as if he suddenly remembered something, so he involuntarily leaned over and looked at the exposed place of the porcelain......

"Flint Red!"

In shock, Manager Zhang blurted out, but was glared at by Hao Lao viciously! He suddenly remembered a certain professional ethics and quickly covered his mouth!

Chen Yang's face was full of question marks, he didn't know anything about this industry, and he didn't know what Manager Zhang was talking about. Seeing that the old man looked at it with relish, he couldn't help but feel a little more hope in his heart.

"Well, what did the old gentleman see......? Is it really an imitation?" asked Chen Yang hesitantly.

"Oh, cough ......" Hao Lao quietly returned the teapot to Chen Yang, and said lightly: "Is it genuine or imitation...... It's hard for me to say. ”

"That's right. ”

Chen Yang was a little disappointed again.

"But," Hao Lao continued: "Old man, I have a good eye for your teapot, I don't know how much Xiaoyou plans to transfer it?"

Chen Yang hasn't tasted it yet, but other people who have been immersed in this circle for a long time have realized it instantly!

This blue and white porcelain, I'm afraid it's not simple!