I wandered around the forum for a while, and then systematically sorted out the information of jadeite, such as the origin of jadeite, the old pit, the new pit, or the matters that need to be paid attention to in the process of gambling on the stone, the pine flower on the appearance of jadeite wool, python, etc., Jia Rudao carefully wrote it down.

An afternoon passed quietly.

In order to ensure that his abilities are not discovered by others, Jia Yidao used a band-aid to stick the cyan lines on the middle finger of his left hand, and at the same time, he also bought auxiliary tools such as a strong flashlight. In Jia Yidao's own words, now our identity is a standard gambling stone enthusiast, how can we not nod?

At night, Jia Rudao closed the door, took a few deep breaths, calmed his mind, and began to sit cross-legged on his single bed, imitating the posture of the painting on the computer screen, and began to meditate calmly.

This is a trick that Jia Yidao came up with after thinking about it for a long time.

Although the education from childhood to adulthood has made Jia Nidao have a rejection of this kind of qigong or something, but since the moment he has the ability, it has made Jia Nidao feel that all kinds of rumors in the world have a feeling of no wind and no waves. Perhaps, in a corner of reality, there are really some people with strange functions!

Isn't he one of them?

Fortunately, in this kind of meditation, Jia Rudao didn't think about finding any specific Yin Tang acupoints, Ren Du Ermai and the like, but just focused on his own attention, focusing all on his left hand, constantly trying, and repeatedly using his abilities until he was a little exhausted.

After a few days, it finally paid off. Jia Rudao just persevered.

After that, I just lay down and went to sleep, and I slept until dawn, not to mention what I didn't dream about, anyway, I slept very soundly. Fortunately, Jia Rudao knew that it was still Sunday, a rare time for the antique street market. If there is anything to look forward to in this simple life, wandering in front of the small stalls in the antique street is definitely countable.

Especially young people like Jia Yidao, who have no nightlife, go to and from work all day, get some basic salary, eat together, at most, in the middle of the month, there is a dinner party with fox friends and dogs. At other times, Jia Rudao didn't know what a delicious life was. Kang Jian once suggested that Jia Nidao follow him for a few days, but Jia Nidao knew his own affairs and didn't have the confidence.

The social circle is so big, and Jia Yidao can be regarded as getting by.

Because he got up a little early today, when he came to the antique street, the sky was only slightly bright, and the stalls in the antique market had not yet been opened. Some were packing and laying out, and some were whispering to each other.

The weather in early summer is indeed refreshing and pleasant for a small town in the south of the Yangtze River like Linhai.

Jia Rudao walked as he looked down at things. To be honest, it's not much different from yesterday, it's still those people, it's still those things, it's not eye-catching. When he saw the cloisonné bronze statue, Jia seemed to stop slightly, and finally left.

Don't look at the antique market in Linhai, which is not big, but Jia Rudao knows that there must be many people who know how to do it. If it's a good thing, and it hasn't been sold on the stall for a whole day, there must be some problems to a greater or lesser extent. Jia Rudao has just entered the industry, and he doesn't understand it yet, but he knows it.

Ah San had warned him a long time ago that the most taboo thing about playing antiques is half-understood, and such people are especially easy to be eye-catching.

Let's just think that I don't have that blessing. Jia Rudao muttered to himself. After strolling around for a while, I saw an old lady squatting in a corner. The face is full of folds, and the hair is black and white, coiled behind the head. I can't tell how old I am, but I'm certainly not young. The clothes are also a little old, but they are better than clean.

In front of her, there were several worn-out newspapers. There were five knick-kacks on it.

An incense burner, two candlesticks, and two flower goblets seemed to be a complete set of objects for worship, gray and dusty. Moreover, what made Jia Yidao a little funny was that the incense burner had not been cleaned up before it was put out.

This made Jia Yidao stop with some interest.

Xu found someone standing in front of the stall, and the old lady looked up and said, "Young man, take a look, things have just been laid out." ”

Listening to the accent, it seems to be a native. But Jia Rudao always felt that the voice was not so authentic, and it sounded a little awkward. Suddenly, Jia Rudao became a little alert in his heart. Could it be that he has encountered the legendary next cover?

It's not that Jia Rudao doesn't know how deep the water is in this line. From time to time, there are some people who take fakes to sell as old things, and they also look for nurseries like old ladies and old men. Make up a surprising story, or tell some embarrassment in life, etc., to win people's sympathy. The plot is also very perfect, so people can't find any flaws.

To say that in ordinary times, Jia Rudao really didn't have any curiosity, so he squatted down and took a closer look. But today, first, idle, idle, second, Jia Rudao felt that it was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and the other party looked so old, as long as he kept his pocket, there was nothing to worry about.

So, Jia Rudao didn't say anything, just reached for the slightly larger looking incense burner.

As soon as you touch your hand, you can feel that it is porcelain, and there are some blue and white decorations on it. Gently wipe some of the ash with your hands, revealing a clear glaze, with a restrained luster and a bit of jade texture. Looking at the ornament again, Jia Rudao looks at it should be a twig pattern, the painting is relatively fine, the form is elegant, and there is no sense of stagnation.

The initial feeling is that this incense burner is really good, even if the thing is not right, if the price is cheap, when the handicraft is bought and placed at home, it is still quite suitable. Jia Yidao remembered that on the stove in his hometown, there were such similar incense burners and candlesticks. It's just that the workmanship can't be compared with the one in front of me.

looked at the bottom paragraph, which read the words "Daya Zhai", Jia Rudao shook his head slightly, unable to understand.

As far as porcelain is concerned, up to now, Jia Rudao is still at the most basic stage, just knowing which ones are called blue and white porcelain, which ones are called enamel colors or something, or the bottom paragraph is written with words such as "Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty", which is considered an official kiln. And the folk kiln generally has no knowledge.

This "Daya Zhai" in front of him, Jia Rudao really doesn't know.

However, the old lady looked at Jia Yidao and didn't speak, just shook her head, and couldn't help but say: "Young man, you can take a good look, these are all old things, left by the ancestors." ”

"Left by the ancestors?" Jia Rudao muttered softly, he had heard a lot of this. Don't listen to stories in the antique market, there are more stories, and when you listen to stories and buy things, you just have one word: death. The more you listen, the faster you die.