"How are you? I've already called 120, don't move, I'm really sorry, today is the first time I've driven on the street, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen!" The girl hit someone for the first time while driving, and she looked a little panicked, and hurriedly squatted down, trying to hold Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang stared at the shattered statue with a desperate face, the festival was not so evenly broken, this is life-saving money!

"Hey, are you okay, didn't you hit your head, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect ......"

The girl was stunned, looking at Zhao Yang, who had no love in front of her, and was a little overwhelmed.

After a while, Zhao Yang turned his head sadly and angrily, stared at the girl in front of him, and said in a tough tone, "Lose money!"

"Lose money?" the girl was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then, how much should I lose?"

Zhao Yang stared at the half-broken Erlang God's head, and smiled bitterly, "How much do you lose?" 300,000, can you pay it?"

Su Jingnan frowned, her white hand let go of Zhao Yang's body, looked at the fragments on the ground suspiciously, and then looked at Zhao Yang.

This black and non-slippery fragment on the ground is worth 300,000?

Zhao Yang no longer paid attention to Su Jingnan, endured the pain, and silently cleaned up the debris on the ground.

At this time, in a place where everyone couldn't see it, the blood-stained eyeballs on Erlang God's head suddenly turned into a white gas and drilled into Zhao Yang's forehead.

"I'm really sorry to knock you down and break things, this statue looks like it's important to you, it's 300,000, as compensation and medical expenses, you take it. Su Jingnan took out an empty check and a pen from her pink bag and wrote quickly.

Zhao Yang raised his head in surprise, only to see a check full of five zeros gently placed on his body.

"Hey... I'm kidding, you're giving too much..."Zhao Yang pinched the check and wanted to stop the girl in front of him.

However, the girl did not pay any attention to it, and after giving the money, she left in a hurry as before, as if there was something urgent.

Zhao Yang was stunned as he watched the sports car in front of him drive crookedly into the antique street, and smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, the world of the rich, we little people don't understand!"

Entering the antique street, Zhao Yang scratched his forehead and went to Jubao Zhai with pain.

"Xiao Liu, is Uncle Gao here?" Zhao Yang walked into the antique store and shouted to a thin guy at the counter.

Uncle Gao is the owner of this Jubao Zhai, he is very old, has a son who has settled abroad, and a daughter who has been married.

"Uncle Gao went to talk about a batch of goods, hey, what's wrong with you, you got into a fight with someone?" Xiao Liu looked at Zhao Yang, quickly took out the medicine box from the cabinet, and hurriedly walked over.

Zhao Yang sat on the stool, scratched his forehead desperately, and said, "It's okay, I was hit by a car." ”

"It's all bleeding, it's all right. Xiao Liu glanced at Zhao Yang speechlessly, took out iodine wine to help Zhao Yang eliminate the poison, and then bandaged it simply.

After Xiao Liu left, Zhao Yang sat on the stool, scratching his forehead, scratching his forehead more and more, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect there.

"Damn, why are you so itchy!"

Zhao Yang was itching uncomfortably, suddenly got up from the stool, and went straight to the toilet, the toilet had a mirror, he wanted to see what was wrong with his forehead, why it was so itchy.

In the mirror, between Zhao Yang's scratched forehead, there was a red patch, and at the same time, there were faint traces of bulges on the upper and lower sides of the red skin, as if something was about to grow.

"Isn't it going to knock out of the bag?"

"Today's female drivers, driving is really terrifying. ”

Zhao Yang touched his forehead, unable to complain, and at this time, a strange scene suddenly happened.

In the mirror, in the middle of Zhao Yang's forehead, one eye suddenly opened, the skin raised up and down turned into eyelids, and the eyes in the middle were clear and transparent, and the divine light flowed, as if they were living creatures.

"Ouch, I'll go!"

Zhao Yang shouted in fright and retreated one after another, "I actually have one eye?

Zhao Yang stared at himself in the mirror, and the more he looked at the eyes on his forehead, the more incredible he felt, and the picture of Erlang God flashed in his mind.

The eyes on his forehead swirled around in his sockets, and Zhao Yang could feel that the world had become more three-dimensional, as if he had detached himself from the three-dimensional space and reached the height of the four-dimensional space.

The whole world seems to have changed, and it seems to have not changed.

In short, it is mysterious and mysterious, it can only be understood, and it is difficult to speak.

Just as Zhao Yang was anxiously calculating the pros and cons, the eye on his forehead suddenly closed, as if the battery was dead, and his forehead was no longer itchy.

Zhao Yang frowned slightly, carefully touched his forehead, the touch on his hand was obvious, there was nothing, it was very smooth.

"It's weird. ”

At this time, there was a conversation from Jubao Zhai.

Uncle Gao led a middle-aged man in a black shirt into Jubao Zhai.

"Boss, look at the patterns on this object, the pen is strong, the lines are done in one go, the outline and rendering are all upper-layer, the blue and white porcelain produced by the late Qing Dynasty kiln, a fixed price, 20,000 yuan, can you accept it?"

Due to the social turmoil at the end of the Qing Dynasty, many inherited crafts were lost, and the level of porcelain fired in the folk kiln fell a lot.

The middle-aged man carefully put the blue and white porcelain in his arms on the mahogany table, and turned to look at Uncle Gao.

Zhao Yang quietly walked up to the two of them, and as usual, carefully studied how Uncle Gao could distinguish antiques.

Uncle Gao bent down and carefully observed the blue and white porcelain on the table, and Zhao Yang followed his gaze and looked at it together.

At this time, a magical scene happened, and in Zhao Yang's sight, a clear line of data appeared above the blue and white porcelain.

"Handmade high-imitation folk kiln blue and white porcelain, produced in 2016 in a large handicraft workshop in HN Province, the degree of similarity is as high as 70%, and the price is about 200 to 300. ”

Zhao Yang stared at the data in surprise, and looked at Uncle Gao quietly, at this moment, Uncle Gao was carefully studying the blue and white porcelain in front of him, and he didn't seem to be able to see the data above the blue and white porcelain.

Zhao Yang looked at the middle-aged man again, he was eating the snacks on the table, looking at Uncle Gao, and he didn't seem to be able to see the data.

"Is it only me who can see?" Zhao Yang said secretly.

At this time, Uncle Gao straightened his waist, turned his head and raised an index finger at the middle-aged man, "100, sell it or not?"

"One, one hundred, boss, are you kidding?" the middle-aged man almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

Uncle Gao pointed to the blue and white porcelain on the table, and said unhurriedly, "The imitation is good, much better than the inferior imitations on the market now, if I guess correctly, this is not a machine mass production, but a hand-carved and polished one, 100 pieces, it's not bad to buy and appreciate, this price is very reasonable." ”

"Boss, do you want to stop looking at it? This, this is really porcelain from the late Qing Dynasty kiln, it's genuine!" the middle-aged man still didn't give up.

"I don't want to bargain again, if I'm not mistaken, the price of other houses is much lower than mine, right?" After Uncle Gao finished speaking, he lost interest and turned around and walked to the counter.

"Hey, hey, boss, a hundred, just a hundred!" the middle-aged man hurriedly followed.

Zhao Yang stared at the data above the blue and white porcelain incredulously, but he didn't expect that what Uncle Gao said was exactly the same as the data displayed by these data.

Could it be that your own eyes can see the origin and value of porcelain?

Uncle Gao asked Xiao Liu to take out a hundred yuan from the drawer, and after giving it to the middle-aged man, he beckoned Zhao Yang to come over.

"How about Xiao Zhao, I just heard me talk about it so much, did you learn something?" Uncle Gao said with a smile to Zhao Yang while looking at the porcelain and wood carvings placed on the cabinet.

Zhao Yang scratched his head and said, "Uncle Gao, to be honest, I didn't understand too much, that blue and white porcelain looks like it was porcelain fired in a kiln in the late Qing Dynasty, how can you tell that it is a high imitation?"

If it weren't for the real data in his eyes, he would definitely be surprised by Uncle Gao's judgment as usual.

"Hehe," Uncle Gao waved his hand, turned his face sideways and smiled, "It's no wonder you don't understand, this blue and white porcelain is a rare high imitation, without excellent eyesight and professional knowledge, it is easy to see away." ”

After speaking, Uncle Gao walked to the blue and white porcelain and put it down diagonally, so that Zhao Yang could see the general appearance of the blue and white porcelain.

"You see, the blue and white porcelain decoration, the theme of the wall, there is not much problem, a closer look can be judged at a glance that it is an imitation of the orthodox period of folk porcelain, but you look at the fetal bones, the orthodox years of the fetal bones, there are obvious thickness differences, the glaze layer on the glaze is thick, mainly white, but this porcelain, the fetal bone is too thick, and the color is milky white, but the white has become a decoration, if you don't pay a little attention, it is easy to be confused. ”

Hearing what Uncle Gao said, Zhao Yang hurriedly carefully observed the fetal bone of blue and white porcelain, and suddenly realized, "So that's the case, I really didn't pay attention!"

"Therefore, this thing is okay to deceive laymen, but for those who enter the industry, the routine of imitating and selling at a high price is useless. Uncle Gao squinted his eyes and finished speaking, turned around and walked to the counter again, not knowing what to take.