was ridiculed by the eldest master, but the swarthy man did not scold him, but looked at Fang Ming impatiently.

"Do you buy it or not, if you don't buy it, I'll take the stall and leave, I've been squatting here for a morning, and I've listened to the old man say cool things here, anyway, no one buys my bowl, I don't sell it, just leave my grandfather's thoughts!"

The swarthy man was really angry this time, and as he spoke, he began to pack up the cloth on the floor, ready to reload the bowl and leave.

Fang Ming smiled and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Fellow, don't worry, fellow! I haven't opened my mouth yet!"

"Then do you want to give me a painful word!"

The swarthy man looked at Fang Ming vigilantly, not knowing why he was suddenly interested in his bowl.

"Five hundred, anyway, I can't see the quality of this bowl, I just feel that this bowl is not bad, so let's make do with it and collect it!"

"What?!five hundred?"

The swarthy man was a little dumbfounded after hearing the figures reported by Fang Ming.

"Why, is it too low...... Those eight hundred?!"

"Eight hundred?!"

The swarthy man was even more surprised when he heard that Fang Ming had quickly reported another eight hundred, but he soon showed an excited expression again.

"My mother, this broken bowl is worth so much money?!"

The swarthy man finished talking to himself, and soon folded his hands and closed his eyes.

"Grandpa, if I knew that your broken bottles and cans were worth so much money, I wouldn't let you use them to load anything! ”

Such a good cultural relics and antiques were actually wasted as household items, and Fang Ming also shook his head helplessly.

There are so many good things, it would be nice if the swarthy man brought them all today and let him take them all!

"How about eight hundred, can you?!"

Fang Ming still reconfirmed.

"Yes, yes, it's much better than when I pulled a cart of radishes to the town every day to sell, and I only sold a cart ......of radishes for less than 100 in the end, and I didn't think that a broken bowl was worth 800!

The dark man's face showed a joy that could not be concealed, and he said in an excited tone

The old man on the side saw that the swarthy man had actually made such a deal, and he looked distressed, as if he had lost money in his own business.

"Young man, this bowl is not worth eight hundred at all, I think it is worth eight yuan at most, you don't look at the honesty of others, you are deceived by him!"

After the old man finished speaking, before Fang Ming could reply, the swarthy man was immediately unhappy.

"Alas, old man, I said that you city people like to pit people so much, you take advantage of this moment, if you don't squeeze me for a while, you may be able to do a few more orders!"

The swarthy man replied unceremoniously.

Fang Ming smiled and shook his head at the old man.

"Uncle, thank you for your kindness, I understand it, I have seriously thought about buying this bowl, don't bother you to worry about it!"

Seeing that Fang Ming didn't listen to him, the old man sighed helplessly, and could only twist his head to the side angrily, he couldn't bear to see the swarthy man's proud appearance after he had done this big business.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Fang Ming quickly took out eight red tickets and handed them to the dark man, and he also gave the bowl to Fang Ming.

500,000 is so easy to get!

Thinking about all this process, it seems that it is so dreamy, he really didn't want to come to find the real thing, at most he came to open his eyes, with his latest signature to come with a super connoisseurship.

Soon, Fang Ming took the white-glazed jade-shaped bottom bowl of Tang Xing kiln and went straight to a cultural relics appreciation center closest to the antique street.

There are a few gray-haired old experts here, who specialize in identifying antiques, calligraphy and paintings, each with their own specialization, each with their own strengths, and several people are very experienced, and rarely look away.

Although the antiques on the stalls on this antique street are not reliable, many of the things in the store are genuine, so some people take a fancy to a certain thing, and look at the price of the store and the actual price are much lower, so they will take the opportunity to start, which is also called picking up leaks, but it is not as cheap as the stalls that are bought, so the money from picking up leaks is not much.

However, the probability of such a leak is very large, and there are many people who have found one or two treasures in the antique shop, and then boldly take them here to appreciate, hoping not to lose their eyes, and then make a big profit.

Of course, the results are also mixed, some people see it, the result is sent, some people look away, and the result is lost.

This kind of thing happens every day in this small but very lively antique street.

Of course, these experts will not give you an appraisal for nothing, otherwise everyone will rush over to let the three experts appraise it.

There is a fee for this. It's not expensive, it's only 2,000 Chinese dollars, in fact, for those who buy good antiques, especially for hundreds of thousands of treasures, it is undoubtedly a very cost-effective thing to spend 2,000 Chinese dollars to identify the authenticity and ask for peace of mind.

Although there are not many people who come to appreciate it like this, there are several a day on average, and sometimes even a dozen or dozens of them.

Fang Ming didn't say much, and walked straight in, holding the treasure he had just picked up—the white-glazed jade-shaped bottom bowl of Tang Xingyao.

The three old experts happened to be idle at the moment, sitting together and chatting. Fang Ming walked over and put the white bowl in front of them.

"Please, please!"

As he spoke, Fang Ming took out twenty red tickets from his pocket and handed them over together.

The three experts quickly looked at the white bowl handed over by Fang Ming, and one of the old experts even picked up a magnifying glass and carefully observed every part and every flaw of the bowl.

The three experts looked at it for a while, and then there was another discussion.

The voice was very low, and Fang Ming couldn't hear it clearly.

The main thing is that he is not very willing to listen, since everyone has lowered their voices, it means that they are ready to carry Fang Ming on their backs, why should he be bored and come over to listen.

Soon, the three experts pushed the white bowl back in front of Fang Ming.

"How?!"

Although Fang Ming had already known through the Super Connoisseur Eye that this bowl was indeed real and worth a lot of money, he still wanted to hear what the three old guys had to say about it, and whether there was any discrepancy with his Super Connoisseur Eye's estimate.

"Congratulations young man, your bowl, it's real!"

One of them wore gold wire reading glasses, and the old man with a dignified appearance pushed the glasses, and the other party said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior, may I ask what is the name of this bowl?"

Fang Ming smiled with satisfaction, nodded, and then deliberately asked.

"The scientific name of this bowl should be called Tang Xingyao white glazed jade-shaped bottom bowl!"

The old man thought about it, and quickly spoke.

Fang Ming was stunned after hearing this. Sure enough, he is worthy of being an expert, and the name reported is exactly the same as the name on his super connoisseur's eye!