"As the old saying goes, it's better to read 10,000 books than to walk in the road. Especially for antique appraisal, it is necessary to see more, only when you see more and have a wide range of knowledge, then your vision will be higher. And you also said, this opportunity is rare, our place is vacant, don't waste much, since you have decided to take this little girl, then don't tease other little girls, isn't it just the experience of being chased and asked a few times, is it worth it? Jian Er said.

"What a little girl, as if you can be much older than others, the same little girl pretends to be old. After telling Jian Er in his heart, the old man blushed, and Old Man Song gave Jian Er a look angrily, and couldn't help but hum twice more, muttering quietly, "To put it lightly, try to see if you are chased in the toilet and ask questions, it's really...... "The foul-mouthed old man bit his lip and was almost inaudible, after all, he is a cultural person, and we cultural people don't say fine words or ruffians, even if they say it secretly.

But who is this Jian'er, with her current ear power, as long as your voice is out of her throat, even if it is quiet, she can hear it clearly and clearly for you, but Jian'er can also see that if this topic continues to be broken, this old man will really be anxious with you, so he has to suppress the smile in his heart and pretend not to hear it.

In order to take care of the old man's face, after all, the people present except for her for the rest of the nights in the "ghost market" qualifications were still pinched in the palms of their hands, since the old man already had the intention of stopping the topic, no matter how blind the person was, he would not continue. So everyone changed the topic very tacitly and talked about something else.

Although everyone is a new acquaintance, but because they have a common hobby, they chatted within a few minutes, especially the "ghost market" at night, which is the top priority of the topic, and the central point, that is, at this time, Jian'er found out that in addition to her and the little girl named Zhao Jing, the others have already gone, although they have only been there two or twice, but they are better than her first brother.

"Grandpa Song will tell us about the 'ghost market' at night!" "I am very interested in this Jian'er, especially after knowing that there is an auction that is not open to the world, Jian'er's interest is not just as simple as multiplying two, all of them are cultivators, this is the first time she has entered this circle, can she not be interested?"

Although Old Man Song may not know about this, don't underestimate these old men who are old and sophisticated, maybe they can really see something. What? Why don't you ask Lei if Jian'er is interested? Forget it, three sticks can't beat a stuffy guy, with this master's habit of speaking so concisely that it makes people maddening, it's useless to ask, instead of asking Lei that guy, it's better to listen to Old Man Song and their bragging.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Old Man Song narrowed his eyes, touched his chin, and then said, "Speaking of which, the first time I participated in this 'ghost market', I haven't even left the school......" Old man Song was extremely emotional, the first time he followed his master to participate in this "ghost market" was when he was a teenager, not much older than the Jane girl in front of him, it has been decades in the blink of an eye, old, old......

The old man told him how many times he participated in this "ghost market" as a fool, and the people present also listened to it with relish, which year, who spent a few copper dollars on the "ghost market" and bought a priceless treasure, who spent a lot of money to find a pile of rags as if he had hit an evil spirit, and who was repaired because of greed and trouble in the "ghost market", and he never saw his figure again, and he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead......

Pile by pile, piece by piece, let Jane Er listen to it with relish, sure enough, the most interesting thing in this antique shop is to listen to these elders "put the ancients", hey, compared to them, what one thousand and one nights is like a dish without salt, extremely boring.

Just as Jian Er could hear it, a voice suddenly interrupted Old Man Song's words.

"Is anyone there?" a voice came from outside.

"It's coming. "Slapped the door of the head, really, this memory, I actually forgot to close the door just now! Forget it, since there are guests coming to the door, then I still have to say hello, so Old Man Song nodded to Jian Er and them, and walked out with a dozen curtains.

"Really, people are hearing about wonderful places. A small sound of resentment came out of Zhao Jing's mouth.

"That's it. Jian Er also nodded sympathetically, just as she heard the addiction, "Forget it, it's not interesting to stay here, I'll go out and have a look." ”

"I'll go with you. Zhao Jing responded positively, the "storytellers" are gone, why are they still staying inside, everyone is playing a game of staring at each other, boring!

The two little beauties went out, and the rest of the men looked at each other, forget it, it's boring to stay here anyway, so let's go and join in the fun.

When she went out, Jian Er saw that this old man Song was being entangled by a guy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks.

"Boss Song, you can help me take a look again, my pastel flat bottle is definitely a good treasure, Qianlong pastel, out of the palace, 100% official kiln! No, my aunt was diagnosed with cancer a few days ago, and the operation cost tens of thousands, and her family really couldn't make up the money, so I had to ask my mother for it. My mother said that during the great famine, if it weren't for my aunt's kind help, maybe my mother's family would have grown tall on the grave, so no matter how busy we are, we have to help, you know, my family is not rich, so my mother took out this heirloom, planning to exchange some money to save her life. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy said as he put the pastel flat bottle on the countertop and pushed it vigorously in front of Old Man Song.

"Monkey San, I really don't think well of this, why don't you try it at another house?" Old Man Song smiled bitterly and stepped back, seriously, if he knew just now that this guy was calling the door, he should have treated it as if he hadn't heard it and didn't come out.

"Don't mind, Boss Song, who are the two of us, can you show it again? This is really my family's heirloom, wrapped layer by layer by my mother, locked well, this is still my grandfather went to my mother in the year, said to be kept for my mother to think about (the dead old man left some objects as a memory for the living), before he died, he also explained, this treasure is kept as an heirloom, and it must not be moved until the last resort! My grandfather, you know, although it is not as good as your eyesight, but his eyes are not bad, please show me again. Monkey San begged again, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly answered, "As long as you see it, the price is easy to say." ”。

"Monkey San, you can also say that I grew up, our two families can be said to be old friends, don't you know what kind of person my old man Song is? I really can't see it well! Why don't you find another family to try it?" Old Man Song said with a wry smile, although for the receipt of goods in the industry, even if the thing is right, there will always be a bone in the egg to come out to bargain, but this time he really doesn't need to choose, this thing definitely can't be the pastel of the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty!

At the same time, the old man Song also felt strange, although this monkey three was really not a weapon, and the old man of his family had not learned any of his skills, but if the things were really left by his grandfather, it would be strange. His grandfather is definitely an old-timer in the industry, if you really want to talk about it, this person's vision is definitely not worse than his own, how can this obvious thing be left by the old man to his daughter as a family heirloom?

"Is this thing really wrong?" Looking at Old Man Song's serious appearance, the monkey also hesitated, could it be that this old man really didn't lie to him?" "Old Man Song, you tell me the truth, do you think this bottle is ......?"

"Don't say that this bottle will definitely not be the official kiln pastel of the Qianlong period, and to be honest, maybe it is not as old as you. Because he was also an acquaintance, and Monkey San looked like he didn't believe it, so Old Man Song directly made it clear.

"What?!impossible!" the monkey shouted. But in the bottom of his heart, Monkey San knew very well that this old Song Zi would not be able to lie to him at all, and suddenly Monkey San's face became extremely ugly. You must know that my grandfather is absolutely partial to his mother, although according to the old-fashioned of the older generation, this business is to be passed on to his son, but his own mother, as a favored daughter, should not have a fake bottle.

Old Man Song shrugged and said that he was definitely not lying, and he really couldn't do anything about it.

"Can you show me?" Seeing that they had finished speaking, Jian Er walked over and asked. Obviously, the deal between Old Man Song and this guy named Monkey San has collapsed, and now Jian Er stepped forward to ask and it was not a bad rule.

But at this time, Monkey San had become a little lost, and he still stopped muttering: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." ”

"Monkey Three!" Old Man Song couldn't help but scream, and then patted Monkey Three on the shoulder, waking him up from his lost soul state. The old man was not angry at Jian Er's current horizontal bar, but just "groaned" in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the flat bottle again, you must know that this girl and that little god are poisonous, don't you miss something, right?

"Ah?!" Monkey San's body was shocked, and he slowly came back to his senses, "Old Man Song, what's the matter?"

"I mean, can you show me this flat bottle. Without waiting for Old Man Song to speak, Jian Er said again in a good temper.

"Ah, this, please, please!" Monkey San hurriedly moved the pastel flat bottle in the direction of Jian'er, then let go of his hand and made a gesture of please.

Jane nodded at him, and then took a closer look at the pastel flat bottle. Looking at the painting on the bottle, Jian Er was speechless, God, do you need to be like this, such a fine, enough to mess with the vase is actually depicting such a painting that makes people understand at a glance that this is an "absolutely fake" painting, this, this is really, hey, people don't know how to say it, this shouldn't be the old-timer who got it to play with his son's grandchildren.

That's not the point, though, but the point is...... Jian'er looked at the bottle carefully, trying to make sure again that what she had just felt was not wrong. Just now, when Jian Er came out, she felt that something seemed wrong with this man, especially when he took out the bottle, Jian Er felt that the feeling of being wrong was even stronger.

But before that meeting, Old Man Song was talking to this person, and Jian Er was not easy to speak, but this will be different, worried that someone else would take the lead again, Jian Er hurriedly stepped forward and took a closer look.

Stretching out her hand, Jian Er gently held the bottle into the palm of her hand, her fingertips gently groping around the bottle, and her face showed a thoughtful expression.

After a while, Jian Er said, "How much are you going to ask for this?"

As soon as he heard Jian Er ask this, the monkey's face lit up, and a pair of mouse eyes seemed to become a little bigger: "Girl, you are really good-looking, I am ......" I was about to blow it again, but was interrupted by Jian Er's wave of her hand.

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking darkly, don't fool this bottle with what kind of official kiln in the Qianlong period, just look at the picture above, it is absolutely impossible for this thing to appear for more than fifty years. As she spoke, Jian Er stretched out her little hand and carefully nodded a few points at a certain position on the bottle, and motioned for Monkey San to come and see.

Monkey San's face flushed, this bottle was in his hands, and he didn't look at it at all, no wonder the old man Song just now said that he "couldn't look good" with this thing, forget it, when he didn't say, "That, even if this bottle has not arrived, but you see that this workmanship is definitely one of the best, and this painting is also beautiful, no, I mean ......"

"Okay, I understand what you mean, say, you make a price, I look at this bottle and want to buy it back as a vase for flower arrangement. Jian Er interrupted Monkey San's words, "Don't report a false price, if the price is not suitable, forget it, I'll just buy a vase with flower arrangement." ”

Monkey Sanyi was stunned, looking at the vase a little hesitant, if this is really the real thing that opens the door is good, but this modern industrial product, and the buyer is also well aware, he understands or someone pointed out that he only found out, how should this price be opened?

Open at a normal price, that's definitely less for him, this is the old man in the family to leave to think, this money is less than it is better not to sell, and if it is opened according to the antique price, Monkey San's face is embarrassed, he is not so thick-skinned, and even if he opens, this little girl will definitely veto, why should he ask for his humiliation. After thinking about this for a long time, Monkey San still didn't know what to do. R1152