Although the road to the destination Shuiji Town and the road to Masha Town are far from each other, but today, when the market decides everything, Liu Sheng still ate the Caijia meatloaf from Masha Town, just a mouthful of sweet and crispy feeling filled the entire taste buds, constantly exploding on the tongue, impacting his nerves, and adding the unique style of Shuiji flat meat from Shuiji Town, the world's best is nothing more than this, so that he can't help but think of the fire donkey meat in his hometown, with repeated regrets in his heart.

Earlier, Liu Sheng drove the car he rented from the hotel and headed towards Shuiji Town.

Shuiji Town is the production area of Jiande Jianzhan in the world-famous world, the site of the kiln is here, and there is also the famous dragon kiln, so that the whole world knows about the small Shuiji Town. Unlike the small towns in the north, which are plagued by all kinds of polluting enterprises, they are full of smoke and dust, which contributes a lot to the annual haze, and retains the characteristics of northwest Fujian.

The person Liu Sheng needs to visit is hidden in Shuiji Town, it is said that he is an antique master, who has devoted his life to restoring the past glory of Jianyao, so that Yao Changtianmu, partridge spotted and other precious varieties of Jianzhan can reappear in the world.

"Here?" Liu Sheng looked at the address in his hand, and there was a thick question mark in his mind, actually on the only pedestrian street in Shuiji Town, it can be described as a car flowing like a dragon, and the scattered antique art shops are surrounded by clothing stores and snack restaurants. Do all hermit-level powers have a brush? Small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city.

Liu Sheng followed the guidance on the note, walked into an inconspicuous art shop, more than a dozen square meters of area of dazzling building lamps almost dazzled the eyes, black gold, oil droplets, Yao Chang, rabbit hair, partridge spots, variegated glaze of the building lamp everything, of course, the most is some variegated glaze Jianzhan, and Yao Change, partridge spots, rabbit hair is relatively rare.

However, although the variety here is complete, it seems that the popularity is not very strong, but the antiques are like this for three years not opened, open for three years, open for three years, it is still very normal. Sitting on the Taishi's chair, there was a thin old man who was leisurely reading a yellowed ancient book, and he thought that this was his goal.

"May I ask if you are Zou Rui Zou Lao?" Liu Sheng stepped forward and took a few steps and asked respectfully.

"Well, boy, are you okay?" The thin old man helped his reading glasses, a pair of small yellow eyes were bright, and he looked at Liu Sheng full of doubts.

"It's Yang Gongming, Elder Yang specially asked me to come to see you." When Liu Sheng saw that he had found the right person, he was immediately overjoyed, and he didn't have to run around looking for it anymore.

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Yang, I didn't expect him to be so worried about these old brothers, he is still strong now, and he hasn't communicated for more than 30 years." Zou Lao said with some emotion when he heard this, the years are not forgiving, and it is more than 30 years to say goodbye to his friends in the blink of an eye, and I don't know if I will be able to see a few old brothers next time we meet.

"Old Yang is in good health, but he misses the old a little bit and often talks about you." Liu Sheng and Yang Lao have only been in frequent contact recently, and they don't know anything about the past, but they still take the opportunity to say.

"Brother Yang, you have a heart, what is the matter with him calling you here, let's talk about it." Zou Lao suddenly said.

"Huh?" Liu Sheng was a little stunned, this person's jumping thinking is fast enough.

"I don't need to make a fuss about my old friend for decades, I don't know how to talk about him, and he is too lazy to come here if there is nothing to do." Zou Lao casually put the ancient books in his hand on the desk, picked up a black glazed teacup and took a few sips of the fragrant Wuyi Mountain red robe.

"Oh, this is the letter that Elder Yang asked me to hand over to you, saying that you will understand it when you read it." Liu Sheng hurriedly and respectfully took out Yang Lao's letter from his pocket and handed it to Zou Lao.

"Hehe, Brother Yang really has a good idea, so it's a pity that I brought this little thing to the coffin." Zou Lao looked at Yang Lao's letter and suddenly smiled.

"Your name is Liu Sheng, it turns out that he is a proud disciple of Brother Confucius, and he still has some experience in antique appreciation." Zou Lao raised the letter in his hand and said suddenly.

"I learned a little bit from the teacher and Yang Lao, but it's far worse than you old-timers." Liu Sheng said humbly, but there was a strong pride in his bones.

"That's it, you do me a favor, one of my nephews has a Yongzheng pastel longevity peach pattern olive bottle in his hand, you can help me identify it." Zou Lao said suddenly.

"This?" Liu Sheng hesitated a little, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this old gourd, and after reading Old Yang's letter, the whole person became mysterious.

"It's okay, you can go, I've been unwell these days, so you did me a favor." Zou Lao said naturally.

"Okay." Liu Shengshu should have done this errand.

It turned out that this so-called nephew was the son of a good friend of his, who was particularly obsessed with antiques, and once begged Zou Lao to accept him as an apprentice, but due to his limited talent, he finally had to give up halfway, and he often bought some extremely shoddy imitations, and was complacent, and asked Zou Lao to help identify them.

"Bang bang."

Liu Sheng returned to Jian** According to Zou Lao's introduction, he came to a tube building with the word "dismantling", went up to the third floor, looked at the somewhat mottled door, and hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door.

"Who are you looking for?" A fat head protruded from the crack in the door, and asked as if he were a thief.

"You are Mr. Zhao, I heard that you recently got a baby, Zou Lao is a little unwell, so I specially asked me to help you take a look." Liu Sheng frowned, but still said politely.

"Then come in." This Mr. Zhao was still a little suspicious, and after hesitating for a moment, he let Liu Sheng enter the door.

Liu Sheng walked into the door and was completely startled, this Mr. Zhao can be described as a family with four walls, except for a dilapidated ceiling fan and a few dilapidated sofas, there is no TV, and he has a little more understanding of Zou Lao's words - it is not endless, and it is impoverished.

"You do it first, I'll pour you water, sit down first." Mr. Zhao turned around and went into the kitchen.

"Mr. Zhao, take out that longevity peach pattern olive bottle." Liu Sheng looked at the enamel cup and the turbid hot water on the edge of the cup in front of him, and he really didn't have the courage to drink it.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhao trotted into the bedroom, and quickly took out a peach pattern olive bottle from the house.

"Mr. Zhao, do you know how much such a large Yongzheng pastel is worth?" Liu Sheng looked at it a few times and said suddenly.

"Millions." Mr. Zhao said unconfidently.

"In 2010, at Christie's auction, I once auctioned a Yongzheng pastel eight-peach olive vase, and auctioned a slightly smaller one than this type, which sold for more than 40 million." Liu Sheng said.

"Isn't that my fortune?" Mr. Zhao shouted with a fluttering eyebrow.

"If you are really, sixty or seventy million is absolutely only a little, and the trick to identify whether it is Yongzheng pastel or Qianlong pastel is the saying of Yongba Qianjiu." Liu Sheng always had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?" Mr. Zhao looked at the number of longevity peaches on the bottle, and was stunned all of a sudden.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao, don't be discouraged, sooner or later you will be able to soar one day." Liu Sheng comforted.

"Yes, yes, I still have a treasure here, wait for me to bring it to you." Mr. Zhao seems to be a fighter who is becoming more and more frustrated, and he suddenly comes to the spirit.

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