"It's also the Ming Xuande year, I look at your bowl, I think it's too much for ten yuan. ”

"You.... You deceive people too much!" the peddler looked at Ye Tian's appearance, his fingers trembling with anger.

"Everybody's coming and seeing!"

"The Ye family bullied others, smashed my porcelain bowl, didn't lose money and played scoundrels, everyone came to give a review!"

The peddler is also a hard stubble, and when he saw Ye Tian playing a scoundrel, he shouted directly, trying to get some acquaintances to come over and coax him.

After a while, sure enough, there were a lot of similar stall vendors, and some passers-by who were walking around to watch the excitement.

A few people pointed directly at Ye Tian, who was sitting in front of the stall, and some unbearable words drilled into Ye Tian's ears.

"Okay, don't chew your tongue here, you said your bowl is real, what proof do you have?"

"Evidence? Are you blind? Didn't you see that the bottom of this bowl said the Ming Xuande year? Could it be that you Ye Tian is illiterate and can't read?"

The vendor picked up the bottom of the bowl with handwriting and stretched it out in front of Ye Tian.

The bottom of the bowl is neatly written with the Ming Xuande year, the handwriting is delicate and fair, and the ink color is uniform.

The surrounding melon-eating crowd looked at the bottom of the bowl in the hawker's hand, and was even more indignant at Ye Tian's accusation.

"Nowadays, rich people are bullying others, and it is not easy for people to make money, how can there be such a thing. ”

"Yes, yes, these rich sons are very sloppy, and there is no royal law at all. ”

The two angry youths hiding behind the crowd were obviously dragged by the hawkers, constantly accusing Ye Tian and inciting the passers-by around them.

As the sun rises higher and higher, the antique street becomes more lively.

Looking at the crowd gathering more and more, the hawkers became more confident.

"Hmph, although I don't have any skills, I never cheat in business!"

"If this bowl is fake, I will eat it directly for you on the spot, and there will not be even a little scum left!"

The peddler pinched his waist and looked at Ye Tian with a scorching momentum.

And Ye Tian stood up unhurriedly in the face of the hawker's tough attitude.

"Let's see, the handwriting on the bottom of this bowl is neat and the ink color is uniform, isn't there something wrong?"

Ye Tian took the bottom of the bowl and pointed to the inscription on it and read it casually.

When the peddler saw Ye Tian's posture, he felt a little fifteen fetching water in his heart, seven up and eight down.

But there were more and more people gathered around, and he could only hold on in order not to smash his signboard.

"It's... People, people have good calligraphy, is it wrong to write fairly?"

As soon as Ye Tian heard the hawker's words, a slight smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The calligraphy is good, the (German) character of the Ming Xuande year system on this is really neat!"

Ye Tian's fingers gently stroked the handwriting, with a hint of playfulness on his face.

When the vendor on the side heard Ye Tian's words, his body trembled suddenly, and his face became very pale.

His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word, and his eyes looked at the bottom of the bowl in Ye Tian's hand a little dullly.

"I think everyone knows that there is no horizontal character in the heart, right?" Ye Tian walked to the crowd and pointed to the handwriting.

"It is rumored that the ancients were meant to show their humility, not only for this kind of porcelain, but also for many calligraphy works, to write the character (德) as (徳). ”

"Yes, yes, I've heard a little bit about that. ”

The crowd that was originally aiming at Ye Tian also began to stir.

Several older people were talking about each other.

"Let's look at him again, isn't there a bit of a rule in writing? Could it be that you added it yourself?"

Ye Tian turned his head with a smile and looked at the pale peddler.

"I.... I...."

The hawker looked at the crowd of people around him, and his face turned blue and white.

Even a few people who secretly helped were dumbfounded, pretending that they didn't care about themselves, and fled from the wind.

"Perhaps... Maybe it's... Did you accidentally make a mistake this time?"

"Don't mess around anymore, it's a big deal I don't need you to compensate, can't I admit it?"

When the hawker saw that the general trend had gone, he hurriedly begged for peace, and his tone was very different from the righteous indignation just now.

But Ye Tian didn't mean to let him go.

A scoundrel like him, who was abducted and cheated and took the opportunity to extort, I don't know how many people have been wronged for money.

Ye Tian smiled slightly: "What did you say?

"Do you know what it meant to make such a mistake in ancient times? If you lose your job, if you lose your job, if you lose your head!"

Ye Tian looked like a quibbling peddler, and his voice became fierce.

As the saying goes, dogs will jump off the wall when they are forced to be in a hurry, and the hawker saw that Ye Tian was unforgiving, and he immediately became relieved.

"You are sick, I said that you don't need to pay for it, you are still chirping here, and you don't let people do business!"

"What if someone else makes a mistake!

In the face of the hawkers' nonsense, Ye Tian did not panic in the slightest.

"You really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, and you don't die when you don't see the Yellow River. ”

"Have you ever seen someone's porcelain bowl, everything else broke when it fell to the ground, but the bottom of the bowl is fine!"

Ye Tian's fingers gently stroked the edge of the bottom of the bowl, and traces of connection could be seen on it.

"Yes, yes, the porcelain burned in ancient times is a whole one, why is this bowl broken, and the bottom is still good?"

Ye Tian's last sentence can be said to have given the hawker the final blow.