"Why don't we go to the antique night market, find a good jade at a good price, and wear it on me, so that we can talk in ventriloquist at any time." Seeing that Lin Yunuo was in a somewhat depressed mood, Jiang Li walked to the window and suggested softly.

"Well, it's good to go out for a walk." Lin Yunuo nodded and agreed.

Jiang Li took Lin Yunuo in his arms, went downstairs with a "bang", came to his Audi car, bent down and got into the car, rotated the key, started the engine, and went down with one foot on the accelerator, and the car drove out of the community and headed towards the antique night market that Jiang Li said.

This night market is actually a black market, located between Linhuai University where Jiang Li studied and an art market, at the beginning it was some second-class dealers who set up stalls on the roadside, after a long time, there was a certain scale, and slowly some good things appeared on the stalls, so that a good surname cycle was formed, and good things would attract powerful buyers, after more than ten years of development, this underground black market actually had some scale. However, without supervision, there will naturally be good and bad, and there are also indispensable goods that are deceived and abducted, so there are not a few people who have been beaten in this market.

Jiang Li found an open place on the side of the road to stop the car, and when he got out of the car, he asked Lin Yu on a whim, and the Shaolin abbot Luo novels are all written about male pig's feet After having perspective ability, he went to gamble on stones, and he made money one by one! ”

Lin Yunuo immediately scoffed: "Otherwise, it's a fictional story, the ability to see through is not something that can be casually had, only those Golden Luo Immortals with boundless mana after the tribulation have it." Besides, even if I have the ability to see through, where can I gamble on stones, is there a place in the world where I really gamble on stones? I think eighty percent of it was made up by the author. ”

Jiang Li pondered, it is indeed the same truth, just in the novel, I saw this gambling stone field and that gambling stone festival, but I really haven't seen any gambling stones in real reports.

I had to shrug my shoulders and say, "Okay, you make sense." Since there is no shortcut, you have to rely on your experience to help, in any case, you have lived for more than a thousand years, and you should always have some ability to discern some things handed down by your ancestors. ”

Lin Yunuo snorted: "That's your ancestor, not my ancestor, speaking of which, your ancestor is not necessarily as old as me." ”

When they got out of the car, the two agreed that if Lin Yunuo found something valuable, they would bite Jiang Li's clothes with their mouths, and then they would go back to the car to discuss, and then Lin Yunuo would tell Jiang Li which things to buy and which things not to buy.

The night market is brightly lit, the pedestrians are bustling, it is not lively, those who sell copper coins, those who sell porcelain, those who sell glass, those who sell calligraphy and paintings, there are everything, plus some sellers who sell snacks shouting and shuttling through it, and from time to time you can see foreigners with foreign languages, a thriving look.

Jiang Li took Lin Yunuo and walked around the copper coin stall at the beginning, and then looked at a few people who sold calligraphy and paintings, and those who sold jade, but they didn't find anything good; When he was halfway through the stroll, he saw a stall selling jadeite, Jiang Li suddenly came to his senses, squatted in front of the stall for half an hour, selected a jade jade Guanyin, and asked the stall owner how much it was, and the other party asked for 18,000 when he opened his mouth.

Before Jiang Li had time to bargain, Lin Yunuo in his arms bit his clothes hard, knowing that Lin Yunuo was reminding him that this thing was not worth the price, so he had to put it down and get up to leave.

For an hour and a half, walking from the street to the end of the alley, there were many stalls selling jade and jade, and there were some good-looking goods in them, but every time the stall owner made a quotation, Lin Yunuo dragged Jiang Li's clothes and reminded him to leave.

Walking to a place where no one was around, Jiang Li sat down under a row of holly on the side of the road and pretended to rest, and quietly asked Lin Yunuo: "My fox fairy lord, the jade is not too small, and the asking price is from tens of thousands to dozens of yuan, isn't there a piece that can enter your eyes?" ”

Lin Yunuo whispered: "Most of these things are fakes or defective products, and the few high-grade ones are water green or bean yellow, and although they can also use ventriloquist to talk when they are worn on their bodies, their voices are noisy and the conversations are not so clear; The most suitable variety for our skill is Mo Fei, and the price is not expensive, if we can't buy it today, we are not in a hurry, just look for it slowly. ”

After listening to Lin Yunuo's analysis, Jiang Li sighed and said: "It seems that it is really cheap and not good, and good is not cheap." After all, the stalls are stalls, run in vain, let's go to the jade hypermarket tomorrow, maybe we can pick the goods that are satisfactory. ”

"Haha...... This porcelain vase also sells for 150,000? It's really funny, it's about the same for 1,005! ”

"That's, that's it, you really dare to ask for a price, it's just a black market, and most of the things sold here are things that are difficult to get into the elegant hall, can't you really think that your goods are rare treasures?"

There was a burst of laughter not far away, Jiang Li followed the sound and saw that there were four or five people in various colors who were pointing around a young man, the young man was about ten years old, wearing a pair of myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking a little weak, obviously a little timid under the fingers of everyone, and hugged a blue and white porcelain screen about thirty centimeters tightly in his arms.

"Let's go, let's go!" Jiang Li suddenly became interested, and hugged Lin Yunuo without saying anything.

"My grandfather said, this is the heirloom of our Wang family, which has been handed down from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, and has a history of nearly 600 years now, so it will never be sold if it is less than 150,000, if it is not waiting for money, I will not sell it at this price." The young man with glasses still clutched the vase tightly and explained to the man who was laughing at him.

At this time, a person about fifty years old, wearing wood-grain glasses, dressed exquisitely, and dressed as a scholar, came over, squatted down in front of the young man, and said with a pleasant face: "Young man, I am the number one appraiser of the Jianghuai Provincial Museum, my name is Li Qiankun, many people in our Jianghuai Province collectors have given me a few thin noodles, can you let me see your porcelain vase, if it is really worth the price you said, I will definitely buy it without saying a word." If the value is higher, I will never lie to you, there is one is one, there are two two, what do you think? ”

Everyone present followed suit, "Mmmmmm, let Master Li take a look, he is our ancient porcelain expert in Jianghuai Province, let him give you an appraisal, as long as he opens his golden mouth, your bottle will not be sold." ”

The young man with glasses hesitated slightly, and finally handed the bottle in his hand to Lin Qiankun, "Okay, look at the teacher, you look like a decent person, you must not make fun of me!" ”

"Hehe, young man, although you can rest assured, it's not that I boast about Haikou, although I, Li Qiankun, am not a celebrity. But in our Jianghuai antique industry, I will never smash my own signboard for the sake of a mere hundreds of thousands of bottles. As he spoke, Li Qiankun took out a miniature identification flashlight from his bag and studied the porcelain vase.

I saw that this was a blue and white porcelain vase on a white ground, which is commonly known as blue and white porcelain. The pattern on the bottle is a chart of the Eight Immortals, carved by ceramic craftsmen, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite, although it looks like something from some age, the colors are still bright.

Li Qiankun looked at it for a long time, sighed and said, "Alas, it's a pity! ”

"Uh...... What did the teacher say? The glasses boy's heart sank, and he asked anxiously. When the master said this, although it did not mean that he was sentenced to death for this bottle, he wanted to sell it at a high price tonight.

Li Qiankun held up his glasses, illuminated the porcelain bottle with a high-concentration identification flashlight, and pointed out the flaws of the bottle to the young man one by one, "This bottle is indeed from the Ming Dynasty, and the texture has a history of at least five hundred years." But there are some flaws in the workmanship, and there are seams on the bottom and some parts of the inside......"

At this moment, the young man listened to the cold in his heart, and hoped that he would sell the bottle to make up enough money to buy a house, and marry his daughter-in-law in a few days.

Who knows that after such an appraisal by experts, it turned out to be just a defective product, you said that this ancestor will pass on a treasure, why do you want to pass on a defective product, others are pit fathers, you are a pit descendant!

Li Qiankun put the instrument in his pocket, shook his head and said: "Some flaws don't matter, after all, there are six hundred years of cultural relics, and the intact blue and white porcelain vase is worth at least one million." In fact, it is not a problem to sell for 100,200,000 yuan for this small flaw in this bottle......"

The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, his breathing was a little tight, and he asked, "Really?" Can it really be sold for hundreds of thousands? ”

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