"Who are you, don't you know that Mr. Ono is our distinguished guest in Tancheng, and you treat international friends like this?" When Zhang Rujun saw Liu Sheng's cheap clothes, he immediately let go of most of his anxiety, and reprimanded Liu Sheng in an official tone.

"Is it because he's an international friend that I can't buy things? What kind of reason is this, look at this way, everyone go home to wash and sleep, someone is not allowed to do business today. Liu Sheng shouted to the crowd around him.

"Ha Luha, everyone wash and sleep, Director Zhang won't let you do business." The surrounding crowd knew the so-called official of the investment promotion office, and immediately coaxed.

"Damn, it turned out that he was an official, no wonder he was so arrogant, and he still treated Little Japan as his father." When a simple middle-aged man heard this, he immediately became enlightened, shaking his head and nodding frequently.

"Dude, don't be so loud, you see that people are so angry, that cigarette can be lit on his head." A small man next to him patted the honest man's shoulder and reminded loudly.

"Diao Min, Diao Min, you are all Diao Min, I will call the police and arrest you all." Zhang Rujun was like a crazy bull in the Colosseum, his hair stood on end, and he roared at the crowd around him.

"Damn, being an official really has pomp and circumstance, and I will also ask my son to take the civil service exam to become an official." The honest man touched his shaved shiny head, and said angrily.

"That's it, that's it, brother, I have a few walnut trees at home, how about giving them to our nephew when they're ripe? I heard that it can replenish the brain. The little man chimed in.

"Bullshit, if my son becomes an official, his mind is this, and he doesn't need to make up for his brain at all." The honest man glared at him, stretched out his thumb and gestured.

"Zhang Sang, this is the quality of your Chinese people? I don't think there are any African aborigines with high quality, and it seems that the matter of investing in and building factories in your Tancheng needs to be reconsidered. Ono Ichiro touched the mustache on the side of his mouth, and said fanning the flames that he liked to watch the Chinese people fight in the nest the most.

"Mr. Ono, please forgive me, this is just an isolated phenomenon, I will deal with it immediately, our investment environment here is still good, I hope you can think about it carefully." Zhang Rujun's face turned white when he heard this, and he hurriedly expressed his determination at Ono Ichiro, glaring at the two of them at the same time.

"Brother, the wind is howling." Seeing Zhang Rujun take out his mobile phone, the two glanced at each other, and turned around and ran away in unison, which was not inferior to Bolt at all.

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Liu Sheng, as the initiator, took advantage of Zhang Rujun's quarrel with the two, walked to the stall and squatted down, carefully looking at the glaze red.

This is a glaze red folded branch peony pattern military holding with a small mouth, a lower edge of the mouth, a short neck, a flat abdomen, a flat bottom, a short stream on the shoulders, and no handle. The whole body is decorated with red glaze, the abdomen is painted with a folded branch peony pattern, the flowers and leaves are covered with the body, the red hair color in the glaze is bright and ruddy, the banana leaf pattern is painted along the top, the neck is painted with a curly grass pattern, the shoulder is painted with a lotus petal pattern, and the deformed lotus petal pattern is painted near the bottom.

In fact, the so-called military holding is a water-holding utensil, which is generally used by wandering monks and Islamists to wash their hands, probably from the Sui and Tang dynasties into our country, and then all dynasties have appeared this kind of utensil, with distinctive characteristics of the times, each dynasty has its distinctive characteristics.

"Dude, how are you going to sell this military holder?" Liu Sheng carefully looked at this military holding, and immediately had an answer in his heart.

"Hehe, sir, I see that you are an expert, and I don't deceive you, as long as you give a reasonable price, I will sell it to you, no matter how much money that little Japanese pays, I will not sell it to him." The stall owner said with a HuB accent, exuding a strong earthy smell on his body, which made it easy for people to associate with it.

Liu Sheng looked at the glaze red folded branch peony pattern military holding under his hand, thought for a moment, stretched out two fingers in his right hand and shook them in front of the stall owner's eyes.

"Two hundred thousand? Sir, this is the authentic Ming Hongwu's glaze red, you see this glaze, this shape, this painting, can be said to be one in a thousand fine products, at least three million. The stall owner's eyes widened and he said with a white face.

"Well, you better keep it and open the store, it's an eyesore here, it has to be a treasure of the town." Liu Sheng pursed his lips, he didn't expect this guy to be so black, he didn't let Little Japan pit it, he specialized in his own people.

"Don't, sir, let's discuss it again, the price is negotiable." The stall owner grabbed Liu Sheng, who was about to stand up, and said with a smile, but he regretted it in his heart, why did he scare people away at such a high price, I really wanted to slap myself a big mouth.

"Two hundred yuan, if you sell it, we will trade, not sell it and pull it down." Liu Sheng was too lazy to ink with this kind of person, and directly said the reserve price in his mind.

"Two hundred yuan, you might as well grab it." When the stall owner heard this, his heart suddenly burst out, and he couldn't help but roar.

"What do you want to do, little comrade? Is this how you treat international friends, and aren't you afraid of damaging Sino-Japanese friendship? As soon as Zhang Rujun saw that Liu Sheng had actually taken the lead, it was really unreasonable, the uncle couldn't bear it, and a series of big hats were buttoned down.

"I'm so scared, ruining Sino-Japanese friendship? I can't afford it, so I'll give it to you if you want it. Liu Sheng stood up, straightened the collar of his coat, and inadvertently revealed a pendant made of copper coins from Liu Sheng's chest.

"Hmph, how do you sell this glaze red?" Zhang Rujun saw Liu Sheng flash to the side, and squatted down with a big grin and asked the stall owner.

"I don't sell to Little Japan, let alone corrupt officials." The stall owner said angrily when he saw that the duck with his beak was actually disturbed and flew away by the guy in front of him.

"You..." Zhang Rujun was so angry in his heart, today's good mood was disturbed by these people in front of him, and one day he found a reason to ban this antique trading market.

"Zhang Sang, Zhang Sang." Suddenly, Ono Ichiro dragged Zhang Rujun, but his eyes looked at the copper coin on Liu Sheng's chest without blinking.

"Mr. Ono, what's the matter?" Zhang Rujun took a deep breath, pressed the fire in his heart down, and asked Ono Ichiro.

"I don't want this glaze red, his copper coins are very good." Ono Ichiro pointed to the copper coin on Liu Sheng's chest, his eyes flashing eagerly.

"Sir, do you sell the copper coins around your neck?"

Little Japan is really fucking hard to serve, and there is no stopping energy at all to go east and west, but it's just a broken copper coin, so nervous to use it.

"Why do you want to sell my missing corner?" Liu Sheng asked with a smile.

The missing horn of Daqi is full of legendary color, at the beginning by the Qing Dynasty of the Jiangnan celebrity Dai Xi hidden, at that time there were people willing to buy at a high price, Dai could not bear to cut love, the Taiping army invaded Hangzhou, Dai committed suicide out of prejudice by throwing himself into the water, before his death will be the Great Qi Tongbao and other things buried deep underground. In order to get this rare and genuine rod, later generations rushed to buy Dai Zhai and dug the ground several times, but finally found nothing.

"This gentleman is negotiable." Ichiro Ono put on a look of arrogance.

There is a very important figure in Japan to Ono Ichiro, who likes to collect copper coins all his life, especially the Great Qi copper coins.

"Uh, I don't want your money, let's exchange." Liu Sheng glanced at Ichiro Ono, who was eager, and said.

ps: Xiaohua cheekily begged for a reward, if you don't give a reward, please leave a book review, let me know where the hard wounds are.