Jin Hu thought about it, and when he had an idea, Jin Hu said: "My third uncle bought back a piece of black pottery, but I can't sell it to him." ”

Zuo Qinglong said: "I have a few friends who have heard about this, so let me take them to take a look, it doesn't matter if they don't sell it, just let them see it." ”

Jin Hu didn't shirk it, he really didn't dare to sell his third uncle's things, even if he sold them, he didn't know the price, it would be bad if people were pitted.

Jin Hu took out a pair of carved bowls, a pair of high-handled cups, and a delicate clay pot, only the clay pot was the most eye-catching, four tall feet, supporting a clay pot with a diameter of 14 or 5 centimeters, and the body of the pot was engraved with simple tiger stripes.

Zhao Jian is a middle school teacher and Zuo Qinglong's classmate, Zhao Qin next to him is his father, if Jin San sees it, he will know that he is the boss who sells his high-handled cup.

This old man Zhao is also a second person, he himself does not have much culture, is an authentic country old man, but his son is the first batch of college students in the village, or studying history, so he knows antiques very well, this old man Zhao is under the influence of his son, learned some antique knowledge, nothing to set up a stall, earn some pocket money.

A few days ago, he sold the high-handled cup, and when he heard the discussion of the two women, his heart was like a cat scratching, and finally he found out that it was Jin San who bought the high-handled cup, so he came to the door through Zuo Qinglong.

Zhao Jian first picked up a high-handled cup, carefully observed it and put it down, then picked up another one again, and then he looked at all the eggshell pottery.

Zhao Qin couldn't help but ask, "How is it?" Is it genuine? ”

Zhao Jian frowned, so many eggshell pottery, it is still so well preserved, although it has a strong earthy smell, but the appearance of this batch of eggshell pottery is too strange, the strangest thing is that there is no high-handled cup that his father said.

Zhao Jian didn't answer his old man's words, but asked Jin Hu: "Little brother, are these black pottery in your family?" ”

Jin Hu said honestly: "There is another one that my third uncle bought from outside, and I can't let you see it." ”

"Oh? So these are yours? ”

"It's my third uncle's."

"Zhao Jian, these are all antiques?" As he spoke, Zuo Qinglong casually picked up a delicate small bowl.

Zhao Jian saw that he was pinching the wall of the small bowl with both hands and lifted it directly, afraid that he would break it, so he hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, this bowl is very thin." ”

Zuo Qinglong stretched out his hand and held the small bowl in his hand, and said in surprise: "This thing is so light? Who would dare to eat with such a thing? ”

Zhao Jian said: "These things are not meant to be used for eating. ”

Saying that, Zhao Jian turned his head to Jin Hu and said, "Little brother, can you take out the black pottery that your third uncle bought, let's not buy it." ”

"Xiaohu, this Uncle Zhao is my classmate, I'll give your Uncle Zuo a face, and show it to them to see."

"Okay, then you wait a little longer."

Jin Hu went back to the room, took out the eggshell pottery goblet on the computer table, and when he walked into the hotel hall, there were already a lot of people gathered in the hotel.

Many of these people came here to fish, and when they heard that Jin Hu took out some black pottery for experts to identify, they all ran over to see the excitement.

Looking at the eggshell pottery goblet on the table, Zhao Jian could only smile bitterly, his old man just went home and blew it for him, saying that he got 16,000 yuan, but now he should regret it.

The eggshell pottery on the table is really thin as paper, black as lacquer, and the shape is regular, there is no irregularity because it is too thin, such a delicate eggshell pottery high-handled cup, modern people are not easy to imitate.

Although the eggshell pottery that Jinhu took out just now is also considered a fine product, but compared with this high-handled cup, those eggshell pottery is still insufficient, do not compare and do not know, as long as a comparison, it can give people a clear feeling, as if it is the difference between the private kiln and the official kiln, although they are all eggshell pottery, this later high-handled cup is exquisite and abnormal, as if it is produced by the official kiln, and those eggshell pottery are like the crude products of the private kiln.

This was just a feeling, and Zhao Jian couldn't understand it, after all, he was just an amateur antique lover, so he just shook his head, stood up and prepared to go back.

My old man sold it out, and it's no wonder that others, people don't sell it now, but even if they sell it, they can't afford it now.

"What's wrong, Zhao Jian? Aren't these genuine? ”

Zhao Jian smiled bitterly: "It's all difficult boutiques, I can't afford to buy one, just take a look." ”

"These clay pots and pots are all antiques?" Zuo Qinglong said.

"Although I only took a cursory look, but these should be genuine, modern imitations should not be able to do this extent, this kind of eggshell pottery does not talk about technology, but the river mud that fires these pottery is not easy to find, I heard that it has become extinct, this is not as good as other porcelain imitations."

"And how much is this thing worth?"

"A high-handled cup is worth at least 300,000 yuan, and the carved pottery bowl also has this price, so the price of the pottery pot is high, and the specific eggshell pottery rarely appears in the market, so the accurate price is difficult to judge."

As soon as Zhao Jian's voice fell, everyone exclaimed, 300,000 pieces, here are seven pieces, isn't that more than 2 million?

Jin Hu's eyes blinked a few times, and then returned to normal, he had already guessed the value of these things, and now it was just to confirm, his third uncle really did not work in vain, and he actually made such eggshell pottery in ten days.

He raised grasshoppers for a month, only to earn back 200,000, not as good as his third uncle fired a black pottery, now in the east wing of his ancestral house, but there are a large number of such black pottery, this is going to be sold all, not a billionaire?

"This Jin family is worthy of being a big family, and the background is profound!"

"Why wasn't my ancestor a bandit?"

"Don't say it's a bandit, a big landlord can do it!"

"This is their own life, my ancestors were big landowners, but all the things in my family were confiscated in those years, and now except for a broken yard, nothing is left for us."

"I heard that the Jin family has a treasure trove."

"You didn't dig your yard, maybe you can dig something good."

"Maybe that's what's in the treasure trove."

"I heard that there was a boundless Qi some time ago."

"It's the Jin family's Jin San who sold it."

"These black pottery are also Jinsan's."

"The Jin family's Tibetan Horse Valley was born, and it seems that the treasure house of the Jin family is also going to be born."

"Don't talk nonsense, even if the treasure house is born, it won't let us know."

Zhao Jian wanted to follow Zuo Qinglong, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he heard people's discussions, and he saw that the previous six pieces of black pottery had just been unearthed.

So Zhao Jian stopped his steps and said: "Little brother, it's best not to sell the six pieces you took out before, and don't sell the later ones abroad, these are our national treasures, and they must be kept well." ”

"Got it, Uncle Zhao." Jin Hu agreed very simply, but he kept complaining in his heart, if he didn't sell it, what would his third uncle still toss?

Although he didn't know Zhao Jian's ability, his third uncle was able to make these freshly fired eggshell pottery look like they had just been dug out of the ground, that was his ability.

When Jin Hu collected several pieces of eggshell pottery, Zuo Qinglong and they had already gone away, the grasshopper was a living thing and could not be stored for a long time, so he was in a hurry to go back and deal with it, so he didn't stay to eat.

With the departure of Zuo Qinglong, the news that the three of Jin were stupid and treasured seemed to have grown wings, and quickly spread in some small circles, and the news that Wang Yuan sold four Boundless Great Qi has been a hot spot in China recently.

Perhaps the outside world only knows that Jin San has sold one, but it is clear in some small circles that someone has recently sold three of the same Boundless Daqi abroad, which have been collected by some top private collectors.

Although there are still many controversies about the Boundless Great Qi now, no matter whether this Boundless Great Qi is true or not, as long as such a thing spreads abroad, it will be a big case.

Fortunately, the smugglers were not too stupid, and they sold them to private collectors, so although some news inevitably spread, after all, the official could not get conclusive evidence, so they could save a lot of trouble.

At this time, Jin San in Wild Boar Ridge didn't know all this, and there was a situation there there, and when Jin San and they came back from cleaning up, Jin San found out something.

Jin San searched towards the place where the Golden Pig King retreated, and got some blood and golden hair, which were left by the mutant boar king, and the reason why Jin San followed the traces was because he was strange about the injuries of the mutant boar king.

When the Golden Pig King just withdrew from the Wolf Valley, its front hooves were obviously injured, but after he withdrew a few hundred meters, the injury had obviously improved, and by the time it was tracked out for more than a thousand meters, the Pig King's wound had rarely bled out.

This shows that the recovery ability of the Golden Pig King is very perverted, judging from the large amount of blood left by the Golden Pig King outside the Wolf Valley, the Golden Pig King's injury should not be light, such a terrible wound, it is impossible to stop the bleeding in a short time, look at the amount of blood, if you can't stop the bleeding, it is not strange to die of excessive blood loss.

But now the situation is obviously the opposite, the Golden Pig King's injuries are getting better quickly, this is not the peculiarity of the Golden Pig King's system, or he has eaten the holy medicine to heal his wounds, if he eats the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, then Jin San wants to find out what it ate.

Jin San didn't chase too close, because the four-eyed monkey was still following, but he soon found the target, which was a blood-red thing, as big as Chengren's fist.

Jin San picked it up and found that there was still the taste of the pig king on it, this should be something that the wild boar king spit out, this thing is very similar to the core of a fruit, this fruit core gave Jin San a very strange feeling, but he couldn't say it for a while.