"Xiao Lei, there are two plates, you can identify them!" After coming to Mao Jiafeng's house, after chatting for a while, he took two things.

"Uncle Mao, this is a blue and white porcelain fish pattern plate produced in the Ding kiln of the Song Dynasty, that one is a fake, the imitation is so good, I was almost blinded by it at the beginning, hehe!" After observing for a while, Xie Lei said.

"Why do you say he's a fake? Tell me about it! Mao Jiafeng, without judging the results of his identification, asked out loud.

"This fake, the fetal quality and enamel are too delicate, and there is no smoothness after use, so it is judged to be a fake!"

"Yes, I didn't read the dead book, but it really needs to be the case in practical application, think more and analyze more. Xiao Lei, in this way, Uncle Mao and I don't dare to say that I am your teacher in terms of porcelain, haha, haha!

Back then, when I judged this fake, I suffered its loss, so it has been with me for more than ten years, so I can take it as a warning. I didn't expect you to be able to see through it at a glance after only ten days of study.

Xiao Lei, if you don't come to me, it's really a big loss for the Chinese cultural relics community! When the time is right, you can simply come to the cultural relics institute to help me calculate, what kind of noodle shop to open, it is simply Qu Cai! ”

"Uncle Mao, to be honest, I studied cultural relics appreciation, not to study it, let alone to come to your institute to identify cultural relics for the country. If you want to talk about money, Zheng Bo and I have joined forces for more than ten days, each of us has earned tens of millions, and I have earned five million in one gambling, if you are short of money, I will transfer millions to your account tomorrow, what I said is true! ”

"Xiao Lei, you are really generous, we are not lacking for the time being, we are really missing, so I will ask you, you two are really amazing!" Aunt Liu Qing replied with a smile, but with his words, I was really happy in my heart.

"I learned it because I wanted to take advantage of this chaotic and uncaring opportunity to collect as much as possible, and in ten or twenty years, this Dingyao fish pattern plate can be auctioned for more than 20 million. Now you can make so much money with a few dozen yuan, why not?

Uncle Mao, Aunt Liu, listen to my advice, now others think that these items, after this political movement, there is no market, in fact, it is a big fallacy!

After next year, this catastrophe will be over, and the focus of the country's development will shift to economic construction. In the future, in addition to the state-run economy, the private economy will flourish, and private companies and enterprises will account for a large proportion.

Twenty years later, it is not a new thing for individuals to have hundreds of millions, tens of billions of assets, and the stock and investment markets will also be popular.

So, you have to take a long-term view, take advantage of such a good opportunity, you are an expert, collect more of these things, and it will be of great use in the future. I woke up late, and I didn't have the opportunity to meet you, if I go back a few more years, hehe, my wealth will be billion, tens of billions! ”

"What you said is true?" Mao Jiafeng and Liu Qing were all shocked and asked in surprise.

"Xiao Lei, will there really be an auction market in my country in the future, the same as abroad?"

"Not only the auction market, but also the models that exist in foreign countries now, and all of them will be used by China in the future. Even CCTV will launch the "Treasure Appreciation" column! ”

"The mouthpiece of state propaganda will also promote these?" Mao Jiafeng was shocked and muttered.

"It's true! After the big turmoil next year, everything will start to change for the better, hurry up, there is not much time, and it is wise to make a fortune in your own silence, you can't say this to anyone! ”

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"Uncle Mao, this Duan Yan, come and see, I spent twelve yuan to find it at the 'Huifu' thrift stall!"

"Haha, haha, you're too powerful, so can you talk about the classification of the superior inkstone?" After reading it, Mao Jiafeng asked out loud.

According to the introduction in the book, the high-quality inkstones include blue and white, fish brain jelly, banana leaf white, azure, ice pattern, fire squeeze, horsetail pattern, rouge halo、..., stone eye and so on!

Blue and white, as fine as dust, faintly floating, such as muscle lice feet, the best. coarse dots into pieces, slightly inferior; Azure, clear and flawless, the color is greener, such as autumn rain, blue and boundless for the top grade, dark and obscure color for the lower grade; Ice stone, white halo vertical and horizontal, traceless, as thin as a spider web, light as a silk,...! Xie Lei, like a few treasures, spoke eloquently, without the slightest pause or hesitation.

"Xiao Lei, you are indeed extraordinary, and it is a great blessing for me Mao Jiafeng to know you. Tonight's words are truly an empowerment for me. Xiao Lei, will you drink, I want to have a drink with you, we have also become New Year's friends, haha, haha! ”

"Haha, haha, Uncle Mao, you and Uncle Zheng have exactly the same personality. When we joined forces for the first time and won 10 million, Uncle Zheng said exactly the same thing as what you said now! ”

"Xiaoqing, I really understand, Lao Zheng is indeed my iron buddy, he introduced Xiao Lei to us to know, he is by no means an ordinary young man, I know how to do it!" After drinking, after Xie Lei said goodbye, Mao Jiafeng sighed.

"Xiao Lei is right, stupid for the public to identify, it is better to collect more valuable items at home, whether it is us in the future, or Yiqing, we can't guard the treasures for a lifetime, and finally be so poor that they jingle ,..."

"When you go to Xiao Lei's house, it won't attract attention, take more items and send them to his house, and he will keep them. In the future, if there is him, there will be ours, Lao Zheng can trust him, he said that he is really closer to Xiao Lei than to his own son,..."

"I see that Xiao Lei just said that he wanted to give us money, he didn't say it casually, I can see it from his eyes, who will tell others how much money he has now,... Liu Qing was also very emotional, "This Xiao Lei, I really didn't treat us as outsiders!" ”

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Pedaling a broken tricycle, dressed plainly, Xie Lei walked around the waste recycling stations in Qingyuan, Taobao from them, and knew the heads of many waste stations, carrying a few packs of cigarettes every day, and handing them to people when he saw them.

On this day, at a scrap yard near Desheng Road at the North Gate, he saw a little cat in the corner of the wall, drinking water in a bowl full of mud, the bowl was so dirty, when the cat drank water and left, the pattern in the bowl was revealed.

"Boss Xia, this bowl is too dirty, why do you use such a dirty bowl to feed the cats?" Xie Lei and Xia Degui, the person in charge of this scrap station, are already very familiar with each other, and blamed loudly.

"Pick up the wild cat, who has the leisure to help it wash the dishes!" Xia Degui said disappreciably, smoking the 'Huangguoshu' brand cigarette that Xie Lei gave him.

"I'll find something clean for it again, this bowl is so dirty!"

Xie Lei felt a little unusual from the pattern that emerged from the bowl, so he picked up an enamel cup from the waste, filled it with water and put it in the corner of the wall. The dirty bowl was naturally put in his pocket. After going home and washing it, Xie Lei found that it came from the Kangxi period, with a four-character regular script on both sides, a coral red ground made by the emperor, and a fruit bowl painted with nine patterns.

According to the book, the coral red ground colorful porcelain of the Kangxi period comes from the official kiln, and the outer wall of this bowl is painted with nine kinds of autumn flowers and plants such as osmanthus, chrysanthemum, okra, cockscomb, hibiscus, begonia, etc., which means to celebrate the harvest year together, and the name is 'Nine Autumn Pictures' or 'Nine Autumn Celebrations'. The painting is fine, the clever use of the color of the color changes, the bottom of the bowl to paint peanuts, melon seeds and other fruits, implying the early birth of a noble son, extremely rare. Later, at the Hong Kong auction, it was sold for HK$25 million.

For Xie Lei, this kind of thing is accustomed to this kind of thing, and he is not surprised to see it, no one cares about these four old things, and no one knows its future value.

In the narrow alley of Mawangmiao, he happened to meet two groups of people of his age, and they were fighting in groups. Both sides were armed with sticks and steel drills, and the battle was very frightening, and the fight was also very fierce, and it was a fight without remembering the consequences. Xie Lei, who never caused trouble in his previous life, rarely had the opportunity to come to the scene to watch it except for seeing it on TV and fantasy novels.

Twenty or thirty people fought each other, and soon some people were beaten to the point that their heads bloomed and blood flowed profusely. Of course, he and the rest of the audience stood at a distance. A man with a wooden stick, holding a wooden stick, was about to chop it down, and everyone was exclaiming, if it was split on the other person's head, would it be fatal?

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the wooden stick in the man's hand was so slow in his eyes, if he encountered this situation, there would be countless ways to crack it. Looking at other people's fights in a blink of an eye, they also came to a different result. "It can be avoided completely, it can be counterattacked, how can those who are beaten be so stupid?" He was so deep in thought that when the police came, he was still standing there and recalling the scenes.

"Get out of the way, young man, what are you doing standing here?" A policeman pushed him and asked out loud.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was scared just now!" Xie Lei, who was holding the handlebar, came back to his senses. On the way home, he was still thinking about these questions.

"How can I feel that those who are fighting are so slow and full of flaws, and if this happens, what will happen if I fight them, is it because I am too quick to react, or are they really slow to move like people who have not been specially trained?

When I crossed, I was already cultivated? According to the fantasy book, only people who have more than six layers of qi refining can see the six roads and listen to the four directions, have I cultivated the truth, have the ability to refine the six layers of qi, really have that kind of ability, I will fly with the sword, and the dantian also has true qi, but I have turbidity, nothing? It's a pity, if you take a few fantasy novels with you when you travel, won't you be able to have fun? Haha, haha! Pedaling on the broken tricycle, Xie Lei was in YY, but he was also very happy.

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