Wu Di returned to the hotel, Song Ying had finished washing, and was quietly sitting at the table surfing the Internet, seeing Wu Di, he smiled slightly:

"I'm hungry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wu Di looked out the window, it was dark, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"You order, call the room to eat, I'm hungry too."

Song Ying picked up the phone and began to order, Wu Di looked at this strong girl blankly, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth, and she couldn't say anything if she wanted to drive her away.

Putting down the phone, Song Ying raised her head, glanced at Wu Di charmingly, and said with a smile:

"Am I good-looking?"

Wu Di walked behind her, hugged her soft waist, felt the lower abdomen without the slightest fat under his palm, and hummed softly. Song Ying pointed to some pictures on the computer and said:

"We'll go here tomorrow, and on the last Sunday of every month, there's a second-hand and antique market on the Grand Canal in Milan, which is very large, and there's a dedicated Chinese antiques section, but it's said that there are more fakes than the real thing, and it's up to your own eye."

Wu Di suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked Song Ying to find Van Gogh's information, and sure enough, the day of the death of the master was July 29, 1890, which was two days after the date of the payment on the flower of death, he shot himself in a delirium!

Thinking of the terrible curse in the painting, Wu Di couldn't help but shudder, what should I do? Having already had an uncontrolled experience, could he also end up like Van Gogh? No way, Van Gogh doesn't have a book from heaven!

After being troubled for a while, Wu Di let go of his thoughts, and having the Book of Heaven proves that he is no longer an ordinary person, so it is normal to encounter these strange things, if even such things are troubled, wouldn't it be too much to look down on the magical Book of Heaven?

Wu Di really wanted Song Ying to help him translate a few lines of text on the Flower of Death, but he really didn't want to touch that weird thing again, so he endured it.

Dinner was plentiful with steak, macaroni, pizza, and a bottle of red wine.

After eating, Song Ying kissed Wu Di and continued to go to bed, Wu Di sat in front of the computer, looking for information aimlessly. His mind went blank, but he didn't want to break this state, and moved the mouse mechanically, as if he could sit like this forever.

When Wu Di got up, he took away Song Ying's arm around his neck, and the thighs on his chest were freed, this girl who was almost as tall as him hung on him like a koala all night, fortunately Wu Di had the help of Tianshu, otherwise he would definitely be crushed to die young.

As soon as Wu Di moved, Song Ying woke up, this girl seemed to have figured out Wu Di's character, or she had completely entered the situation, and began to discharge as soon as she woke up, almost so that Wu Di couldn't help but pounce on her and correct her on the spot!

After breakfast, when I arrived at the antique market by the Grand Canal, it was already past ten o'clock.

Almost everyone in Milan knows about this antique market on the banks of the Grand Canal. It is said to be an antique market, but in fact, it is not all antiques, there are many second-hand goods. You can buy designer clothes from the 60s, porcelain from China, and all kinds of old Italian furniture. As long as you go shopping, there will always be something surprising. The price may be low, it may be high, and it can be bargained. The real uniqueness of this market is the location, leaning on the canals designed by Leonardo da Vinci, in the historic district of Ticinese. The market has more than 380 stalls of various antiques, furniture, modern art, clocks, porcelain, silverware, jewelry, toys, games, collectibles, books, glasses, radios, bronze, glass, comics, prints and more.

Wu Di and Song Ying first looked at an area where Chinese antiques gathered, and there were not many people, which may be due to time. On the last weekend of every month, this time is too harsh for Chinese, but does this mean that there will be some good things?

The stall owner in front of Wu Di is an old Italian man who is said to have participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance. Wu Di smiled while looking at the things on his stall, Song Ying was very strange and asked:

"What's wrong? I think these things are pretty good, huh? ”

"Foreigners can also tell stories, and it's not shallow! No, maybe we just learned from them! In the antique line, it is most taboo to listen to people tell stories, what family members are ill urgently, sell heirlooms, what has just been dug out of the pit, what is secretly buried during the special period, and believe that 99% of them are fooled! ”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Song Ying's face changed suddenly,

"What do you mean?"

Wu Di secretly screamed badly, but his face remained silent, and he asked rhetorically:

"What's wrong? I teach you not to listen to stories when buying antiques, have you been fooled? ”

Song Yinghu looked at Wu Di suspiciously for a long time, and Fang Zhanyan smiled:

"I was tricked into buying an antique pipe here, saying that it was a treasure of the Napoleonic family, and later gave it to my father, and was criticized by a friend of his for being useless, saying that it was made in the last two years."

Wu Di secretly breathed a sigh of relief,

"It doesn't matter if you buy and play, don't spend a fortune."

Song Ying muttered:

"I don't know who spent more than 100 million yesterday, and I'm here to teach people a serious lesson."

Wu Di pinched her upturned little nose and walked towards the next stall with a smile.

This stall is mainly some porcelain, Wu Di took a second look, and picked up a small pastel bowl. This small bowl is about 7 centimeters high and 11 centimeters in diameter, and the bowl is painted with five peaches with branches and leaves, and four peaches are painted on the outside of the bowl, making a total of nine peaches. The fetus is delicate and firm, crystal clear, white as jade, and the bottom of the bowl is blue and white double circle four-character style, and it is made in Shendetang. Song Ying liked it at a glance and asked:

"This one is so beautiful! Is it true? ”

The boss whispered for a while, and Song Ying smiled:

"The boss said that this is the imperial porcelain of Emperor Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty, which is very precious."

"Shendetang is the place where Emperor Daoguang studied, and later it also became the place where Emperor Daoguang dealt with government affairs, so the Daoguang Dynasty porcelain with the red section of "Shendetang system" is the imperial porcelain of Emperor Daoguang. Although this one is not, it is also a fine piece. ”

"Not? Is it not royal porcelain or is it simply fake? ”

"Fake! This pastel and style were added by later generations. In 1958, the Hunan Provincial Party Committee was ordered to try to produce a batch of teacups for the head of the Central Committee, and this glorious task was undertaken by the Liling Ceramics Research Institute at that time. From 1958 to 1974, Liling kiln made porcelain for the chairman many times. It was not until the spring of 1975 that the Central Office issued a top-secret document to Jingdezhen, the porcelain capital, to design and fire a set of special porcelain for the chairman, which was regarded by the central government as the number one major project in 1975, so the document was codenamed "7501" project. 7501 porcelain is an immortal masterpiece of art comparable to the official kiln of the Song and Ming dynasties, the number of developments at that time was 10,000 pieces, and only more than 4,000 pieces were intact after the kiln. After careful selection, more than 1,000 pieces were sent to the capital, and the remaining part was destroyed, and some of them were distributed to the employees of the institute as benefits in 1982. There is very little circulation in the market now. Soon after, a ceramic merchant from the porcelain capital found a batch of plain white tires in the warehouse of the "Pottery Research Institute", and was immediately attracted by its crystal like jade texture. This batch of plain white tires is the semi-finished product left over from the trial production of "chairman's porcelain" glaze color "water point peach blossom" when it began. So after the discerning potters in Duxian County bought them all, he hired Jingdezhen antique masters with high salaries, painted them according to the ornaments of the official kiln, and wrote "Yongzheng Year System", "Qianlong Year System", "Shendetang System" and "Jurentang System" in the circle, and sold them as antiques. ”

Wu Di put down the small bowl with a smile, and Song Ying suddenly realized,

"Oh, you've come around in such a big circle just to tell me it's fake, you just say it, I'm not interested in any of this!"

Wu Di smiled bitterly:

"Miss, isn't this a literacy for you?"

"You're laughing at me for being fooled? Isn't it, isn't it? ”

"I ......"

Wu Di found that beautiful girls are all witches, Chang Linlin is like this, Yang Yanjian is like this, and Meng Yao is even more terrifying, so he decided that he will definitely not believe in the word "beautiful as a fairy" in the future, but should believe in the truth that beautiful women are demons.

"It's funny, this piece of porcelain is a semi-finished product left over from the trial production of 7501 chairman porcelain, and then it is painted and fired by a master, it is a complete fake, right?"

Wu Di rolled his eyes, and then looked down. In the corner of the stall, there was a stack of small bowls, about a dozen of them, which attracted his attention. Wu Di picked up one, looked at it carefully for a moment, put it down again, picked up the second one, and then picked up the third one, until the eleven bowls were finished, and then said to Song Ying:

"Ask him how to sell this stack of bowls."

Song Ying asked in Italian, and the boss said a big call happily, and Song Ying translated:

"This is a trip to China, a friend gave it, it is said to be a fine porcelain produced in the sixties of the last century, very collectible. If it weren't for the serious illness of the old man in the family, he would still be reluctant to sell it......"

Song Ying smiled as she spoke, it seems that there are many people who curse their old man for getting sick. Suddenly remembered his father, and secretly squeezed his little fist, Dad, hold on for ten more days, and you will be saved!

Wu Di pouted,

"The precious porcelain given by a friend is just being sold? Tricksters, huh? Flip it to him directly, let him simply order, and say the price. ”

The boss listened to Song Ying's interpretation, shrugged helplessly, and said:

"Five hundred euros."

Wu Di understood, because the boss spoke English. Without Song Ying's translation, Wu Di took the calculator and directly counteroffered a hundred, of course the boss shook his head. The two of them went back and forth, and after a period of silent bargaining, they finally sold for 270 euros.

Snatching a cardboard box from the boss, Wu Di carefully tied the bowl and put it in, then held it in his arms, and smiled at Song Ying:

"With these bowls, this trip is not in vain."

"You're missing again?"

"You're making rapid progress, you know you've missed something."

Wu Di was in a good mood, forgot the lesson just now, and began to tease Song Ying.

"Tell me, how much did you earn this time?"

"If it is auctioned in China, such a small bowl with perfect quality can probably be auctioned for more than 2 million. Of course, you can't release so much at once, you have to sell them one by one. ”

"Oh my God, you're a robbery, no, meet and divide it in half."

Song Ying crossed his hands on his hips, a picture of the king of the mountain.

Wu Di scratched her little nose and said with a smile:

"Your share is indispensable!"

Song Yingjiao opened Wu Di's bad hand with disgust and shouted:

"Urnas, from the truth, which dynasty and generation of these bowls are from?"

"King, do you remember where the chairman used porcelain before 7501 porcelain?"

"Liling's! Bold, dare to question this king! Come on, drag him out and cut the cock for several years! ”

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