That kind of porcelain vase with a long neck, you should be especially careful when you take it, and you should hold the bottom with one hand so as not to fall down, but Nie Zhen directly looked at it with such a big grin as he lifted the bottleneck, Zhang Tianyuan was really afraid that he would break that thing, and the other party would open his mouth.

But after thinking about it, if this person dares to knock on Nie Zhen's bamboo pole, he is really impatient, so he doesn't care, how does he love it, if he encounters the real thing, remind him to take it well.

He stood next to him and didn't speak, just listened to Nie Zhen and the stall owner bargaining sentence by sentence, it was quite lively, these stall owners probably thought that Nie Zhen was a big fat sheep, so they raised the price very high at the beginning, and they also boasted about their own things, some did not blow things, but told stories, saying how rare their things were, and how difficult it was to get them.

Nie Zhen rarely heard such a story, but he listened to it, and after listening to it, he was convinced, no way, in terms of antiques, Nie Zhen is a complete Mao Er, fortunately Zhang Tianyuan followed today, otherwise, Nie Zhen would definitely spend a lot of money in vain, and he would be happy after buying something.

Although this is not bad, after all, rich people, just be happy, but after all, this happiness is only short-lived, after a while, he will not be happy, because he knows the truth.

Nie Zhen is not the kind of person who will endure losses when he suffers, and he will have to toss back and forth to settle accounts when the time comes, it's not worth it, it's too wasteful of time.

Those who can do business are those who can speak well, especially the better the business. The more this mouth can speak.

A few words of praise were spoken, and a few auspicious words were thrown there. Nie Zhen's whole person floated up directly, as if he was about to fly. He felt right about everything others said. He feels good about everything, but often at this time, the other party opens his mouth.

And Nie Zhen is the kind of owner who doesn't care much about money, and he doesn't know the price of antiques.

It's just that he is not completely confused in the end, and he brought Zhang Tianyuan here, just to let Zhang Tianyuan give him a reference, so naturally he will not throw the money into it in a daze.

This entire row is dedicated to the sale of ceramic products. There is no real thing, if you give it to Zhang Tianyuan, you don't even want to look at it, so you just pass by, but Nie Zhen stopped, pointed to something on the stall and said with a smile: "Brother, I think this thing is good, this shape, this appearance." The colors are pretty good, and that, and those, oops. Pan Jiayuan is Pan Jiayuan, there are so many good things, you see if I want to buy them all. Is there enough money?"

Hearing Nie Zhen say this, more than a dozen black lines suddenly fell on Zhang Tianyuan's forehead. This one is really good enough, a layman among laymen. You said that you play antiques, you have to understand a little bit, look at this, Nie Zhen at least knows nothing about ceramic products.

He just wanted to speak, but the stall owner took the lead, and hurriedly said to Nie Zhen: "This master, you are really an expert, as far as these things you fancy are the best in my stall, just say that one, that thing Cixi Lafayette likes very much, so let the official kiln make more, it's all like this." ”

"Cixi's old witch has used it, I don't want it, I don't want it!" Nie Zhen didn't have a habit of cleanliness, but he didn't like Cixi very much.

"It's not that she used it, it's that she likes this shape, so she did more in the Qing Dynasty, but then it wasn't the Eight-Nation Alliance Army that entered the imperial capital, most of them were broken, and there were only a few left, and I have such a piece in this stall." "The stall owner's mind was spinning very quickly, and there was no ambiguity at all.

"Really, why didn't it sell?" Nie Zhen asked.

"Just said that you are an expert, why are you confused again, as the so-called Maxima often has, and Bole is not often, this good thing is to wait for the destined person, this master you have a good eye, that natural thing is yours, what is the leak? This is the leak, others can not find the baby, you found it, then this thing is yours. "The stall owner is really very good at speaking, and even Han Yu's prose has been taken out to say.

"Don't fix those useless things, since it's a good thing, it must be very expensive, how much is this?" Nie Zhen asked eagerly.

"Okay, Brother Nie, don't play, it's not easy for people to set up stalls, you don't have to be so funny, just this jar, a little better is only one or two hundred yuan, and it is not a high imitation, it can only be regarded as a modern zuò jar, which is used to pickle pickles." ”

Zhang Tianyuan can see it, Nie Zhen, this kid doesn't understand anything, this is purely a pain in the egg and deliberately teasing the stall owner, even if Nie Zhen doesn't understand antiques, but Nie Zhen is a businessman, at least these speaking skills, that are all understood.

Zhang Tianyuan himself did not use the word appreciation trick to identify, because there is no need at all, with his current professional knowledge, without relying on external plug-ins, he can clearly see that the jar is fake, no, it cannot be said to be fake, that is, it is made in a modern factory specially used to develop pickles and pickles, which is a little more beautiful than ordinary and a little more high-end.

You ask him where he saw that this thing is fake? It's not simple, just the paintings on this thing, you can see that they were made with a machine, and they are not artificial, let alone master craftsmanship. The stall owner said that this was Cixi's thing at that time, but in Zhang Tianyuan's opinion, this thing was a bit close to Yuan Qinghua's style, and it had nothing to do with Cixi's dime.

"That master, how do you speak, how do you speak? Do you understand antiques? If you don't understand, don't speak, I can tell you, this thing is when I went to the countryside to do business, there happened to be a family with something pickled, I saw it, so I bought it back, this is a real antique, you don't want it, I don't sell it yet......"

This stall owner probably bullied Zhang Tianyuan to be young, so he felt that Zhang Tianyuan, like Nie Zhen, was also a layman, and Zhang Tianyuan's accent was more like that of Shaanzhou, anyway, he was not a native of the imperial capital, so he had the urge to slaughter sheep, so he flickered vigorously, and made up a little story about himself going to the countryside.

"What do you say this is?" asked Zhang Tianyuan.

"This is the Guangxu blue and white pot!" said the stall owner categorically.

Zhang Tianyuan sneered, and directly picked up the big jar and checked it up and down, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it. At first glance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, he didn't go to the appraisal just now. I knew that this thing was a modern thing, and now I looked at the bottom of it. It's just fake.

"I said this boss? Do you know what the five words on the bottom are?" Zhang Tianyuan picked up the bottom money and let the stall owner see it, because the font is very special, so those who have not learned this font are easy to read wrong, and only professional ones can see that this is written in Sen.

The stall owner insisted on the "imperial system of Emperor Guangxu".

"Yes, that's right, those are the five words!"

"Brother, don't sell it, I also want to know what words are written on it?" Nie Zhen couldn't tell what those five words were. I saw the red bottom, and it was quite sexy.

"Microwave oven ......"

"What's that?" Nie Zhen was directly stunned.

"I said it says 'microwave', but I'm wrong, it's not a jar for pickles, it's a porcelain jar that can be used in the microwave. Zhang Tianyuan reiterated again.

"You, you're talking nonsense!" the stall owner was in a hurry, how could he admit it.

"I don't believe it, right? You can take a photo of Du Niang and search it, and you will know what these five words are. Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile.

"He doesn't come, I'll come. Nie Zhen saw that the stall owner was still hesitating, so he took out his mobile phone. Then he took a photo and searched for it, and then laughed: "My God, it turns out that our country actually had a microwave oven when it was in Cixi, it's amazing." Hahaha. ”

Nie Zhen smiled very proudly, but the stall owner stopped talking and lowered his head. I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Boss, hey. Boss, how about selling this thing to me for five cents. Hahaha, microwave oven is suitable, what the hell. Nie Zhen was already laughing a little uncontrollably.

Zhang Tianyuan dragged Nie Zhen away directly: "Okay, we have to spare people and spare people, we don't have to offend people to death here, he just wants to make money, it's not easy." ”

"I'll go, you kid has changed sex, why did you suddenly change from a demon to a Buddha today?" Nie Zhen looked at Zhang Tianyuan in surprise and asked.

"Amitabha, the old man has always been kind to others, how can he become a demon?" Zhang Tianyuan said with his hands folded.

In fact, he is mainly happy today, if he is in a bad mood, he is really not afraid of offending people, but even if he is okay today, he didn't suffer anyway, so he just listened to the story.

"Buddha, can you quit sex?" Nie Zhen asked with a smile.

"What kind of sex are you quitting, you're about to get married. Zhang Tianyuan kicked Nie Zhen lightly on the leg and scolded with a smile.

"That's great, today these three beauties will belong to their sons. ”

"What kind of beauty?" Zhang Tianyuan was stunned for a moment, he knew that although Nie Zhen was married, he was still a playboy after all, and when he walked on the road, he was still excited when he saw a beautiful girl.

In fact, most men are like this, and Zhang Tianyuan is no exception, but he has more self-control.

"Over there, look!"

Looking in the direction of Nie Zhen's finger, Zhang Tianyuan saw that at the door of a shop on the side of the road in front of him, there happened to be three young girls standing in front of him, all of whom were about one meter six or five in height.

"Huh, Flying Snow!"

"Brother Tianyuan!"

"Feixue, are these two your classmates? I haven't seen them before, you guys are here to visit Panjiayuan?"

Zhang Tianyuan saw an acquaintance, so he hurriedly walked over, this Qin Feixue has a more rude temper, but it is aimed at outsiders, if you are familiar with her, then you will know that this girl has a very good personality.

Qin Feixue and Zhang Tianyuan are both students of Professor Li Mingguang now, and they are graduate students, but Qin Feixue studied relatively early, and she was already a graduate student in her early twenties, and Zhang Tianyuan was only admitted when he was twenty-six.

"This is my classmate Meng Meng, who has just been admitted to the civil service, and will start working in the new year, in the imperial capital, that is my cousin, named Gao Qianqian, who came to the imperial capital for the New Year. Qin Feixue gave an introduction.

Meng Meng is about the same age as Qin Feixue, and it is estimated that she is two or three years older, and Gao Qianqian is obviously a lot younger, it is estimated that she is just sixteen or seventeen, which is the age of the flower season, and her development is surprisingly good.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Tianyuan, and I am a student of Professor Li!" Zhang Tianyuan was also generous, stretched out his hand and shook it with the two girls, it was really soft and boneless, and it was very comfortable to touch.

That Meng Meng is old, but she is more shy, she stretched out her hand and gently touched Zhang Tianyuan's palm, but the young Gao Qianqian was more lively. (To be continued......)