Although the middle-aged man who collected the tatters looked very lazy, but his skills were very agile, he grabbed the coin that was still flying in mid-air, wiped it with clothes that had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, and stared at it for a long time with wide eyes, and then carefully put it in his arms.

After doing all this, he nodded to the big front door clipped to his ear, took two puffs hard, and then hummed "eighteen touches" and left slowly.

The old man dressed as the master stood on the side, watching all this like watching a monkey show, until the man walked away, then he sneered, turned his head and arched his hand to the Zhong father and son, and said coldly:

"I wonder if you two have any good things to sell over? If not, don't waste your old time! ”

"What? Is that how you do business? Before the nervous Father Zhong could speak, the master heard the child shouting loudly, and the dissatisfaction in his words could be heard by everyone.

"Kids, don't talk nonsense!" Father Zhong tapped Zhong Shi's little head, signaling him not to talk nonsense, and after he warned Zhong Shi, he said to the master a little embarrassed:

"This old man, you must not be like a child! My kid grew up in the countryside, and his temperament is a little wild......"

"Hehe, how can the old man be so stingy? Two, please come inside and talk! The master's cunning little eyes turned, revealing an expression that was not smiling. He did look down on the father and son dressed as peasants just now, but when he said this to the child, he was too embarrassed, so he had to reluctantly show a smile.

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the shelter full of waste paper and tatters, Father Zhong glanced at Zhong Shi, who was still pouting and sulking secretly, pinched his little face, and then took his white and tender little hand and followed closely behind the master.

After passing through the receiving station full of debris, the master pushed open a dusty secret door and led the Zhong father and son to an independent courtyard, the furnishings in the yard were very neat, looking antique, completely different from the mess outside, obviously there was a hole here.

Where had Father Zhong ever seen such an exquisite courtyard, he moved lightly, for fear that the dust on his cloth shoes would stain the shiny stone slabs, but it was Xiao Zhongshi, who didn't look at the surrounding scenery at all, and showed a look of disdain on his face.

After entering a small and delicate attic, the master unceremoniously sat down on the main seat in the lobby and asked with a big grin:

"I don't know your surname for this gentleman? What do you think of this old yard? ”

Although his words were addressed to Father Zhong, his eyes were on the little child who was sitting on the chair with his ass closed, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. What the kid said just now obviously didn't match his age, and the master faintly felt that between the father and son, it seemed that this kid was in charge.

As soon as the three of them were seated, a man dressed plainly came out of the room, offered each of them a cup of tea, left the teapot on the coffee table, and then retreated silently.

"Don't have your surname Zhong, it's quite haode here! Quite haode! Father Zhong sat down, heard the master's question, and saw someone bringing tea, so he had to stand up again and praise absentmindedly. Even if this courtyard is exquisite, it won't make him feel so cramped, but the scene of the servant serving tea in front of him is not exactly the same as the landlord's house before? This puzzled him.

"Haha, it's just an ordinary yard, you can get such a big yard, it probably cost a lot of money!" Zhong Shi patted the chair under him and said nonchalantly.

In this main hall is an old-fashioned layout, on the wall opposite the main entrance hangs a pair of imitation "Xuelu Morning Travel Map", left and right Zhuge Liang's "non-indifferent and no clear ambition, non-quiet and no far-reaching" couplet, two big Taishi chairs are placed below, facing the north and south facing the door, two mahogany seats are placed on the left and right sides, and a square coffee table is placed in the middle.

"This little brother is so knowledgeable, he has lived for so long, and it is the first time he has seen such a smart child! Haha, let's get down to business, I don't know if Mr. Zhong came to the door this time, what good things do you want to appreciate the old decay? The master picked up the teacup, pretended to take a sip of tea, closed his eyes and experienced it for a long time, and then asked.

"Nonsense, of course I'm looking for you to sell antiques, do I want you to taste tea and appreciate paintings?" Zhong Shi pursed his lips disdainfully, jumped out of his chair, placed the package in his hand on the coffee table, and carefully untied it layer by layer. He has long been displeased with his master's pretense, and he naturally won't be too polite when he speaks.

Father Zhong couldn't interject, so he could only laugh twice, sit on the chair, and drink tea absentmindedly.

Waiting for Zhong Shi to put the white porcelain bowl on the coffee table, the master, who had been calm and relaxed before, was stunned, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and said in a weird manner:

"Just such a? Are you playing tricks on me, old man? ”

He said it angrily and sternly, so frightened that Father Zhong almost dropped the teacup in his hand. He said this very bluntly, but he put on that old-fashioned style.

"Cut! Do you know the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty? Master, let me tell you, this is the porcelain produced in the Ding kiln! How do you do this, how do you do the shopkeeper? When Zhong Shi heard him say this, he couldn't help the anger in his heart, and couldn't help but slap the chair and sarcastically loudly.

He was an arrogant person in his previous life, and when he dealt with those rich people, he also had a neither humble nor arrogant attitude, and now when he met a little old man in a small county town, he first put on a high-minded posture, and now he dared to talk to him like this, how could he not be angry!

It's just that he forgot that at this time he was just an inconspicuous eight-year-old child, and his nominal father was just a submissive farmer, and it was a matter of course that he was not taken seriously by others.

"Oh? Kiln? It's good to take a look at the old decay! The master scolded this milky child, and his face suddenly couldn't hold back, and he sneered angrily.

"Listen to the respect, but the ugly words are ahead, my bowl is worth 400,000, if you don't abide by the rules of appreciation, in case my porcelain bowl has three long and two short, I'm afraid it will be a loss for your yard, and I can't pay for it!" Zhong Shi did not show weakness, and reminded mercilessly.

The rules of the antique circle, for fragile porcelain, jade and other things, no matter what the environment, must not reach out without authorization, let alone hand to hand to pass, only after the other party is placed securely, the other party can reach out to take it, this is for safety, and in case of any damage, it is also good to distinguish responsibility. In addition, in the process of viewing, the connoisseur generally has to carry out the three-level protection of one hand, second-hand support, and three soft desktops, if it is a particularly valuable gem, most people will choose to only look at it and not get started.

The master who was wearing gloves heard Zhong Shi's words, and the movement of his hand was a pause, and then he threw down his gloves, took out a pair of reading glasses from his arms, and found a magnifying glass from nowhere, approached the white porcelain bowl, and looked at it carefully.

"Scared?" Zhong Shi picked up the teacup and tasted the tea.

When the master heard this, he was furious in his heart, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. But after all, he is a person who has lived for more than half a century, what ups and downs have he not seen? Even the three years of natural disasters in which tens of millions of people starved to death, the repeated purge campaigns, and the nationwide chaos that lasted for ten years survived unscathed.

What's going on today? Messing up this kid with just a few words? When the master thought about it, he understood what was going on, the tricks he had used to lower the price were seen through by this little child, and not only that, but he was also unconsciously led by this little hairy child step by step, which made him even more annoyed.

As soon as he figured it out, the master regained his composure, and his face became unwavering. He carefully observed it for a long time, and then said coldly:

"This bowl is in good condition, and it is more in line with the characteristics of the kiln in all aspects, but the old man is only shallow in learning, and he still can't see whether this bowl is genuine or not. In this way, if you want to get rid of it, the old man can call the shots and give you a price of 1,000 yuan, or you can find someone else to see? ”

He already has seven or eight points of certainty in his heart, and what he is talking about now is still a means to reduce prices.

"A thousand?" Father Zhong's hand trembled again, and the teacup and the tea lid in his hand collided with each other, and the sound kept ringing.

"This tea is really unpalatable, bitter to death! Don't know if there's coffee? Zhong Shi didn't answer the master's words, but instead talked about the tea that he had drunk for most of the day.

He lived in the United States and Hong Kong for many years in his previous life, and his daily diet did not matter whether it was Chinese or Western, but he was used to refreshing coffee for what he drank. Drinking tea is a thing that needs to be calmed down and tasted leisurely, and with the state of life in his previous life, it is difficult to have such an opportunity, so he rarely drinks tea.

"This is a dragon well before the rain, it is very precious, and many people can't drink it if they want to!" The master smiled bitterly and said helplessly. After ten years of national turmoil, few people know and inherit traditional cultural things, and only old-fashioned people like him know the preciousness of this kind of thing.

In later generations, all kinds of famous teas have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, filling the streets and alleys, and only people who have drunk tea for more than ten years can distinguish the subtle differences. Zhong Shi didn't know anything other than that tea was bitter and could refresh him.

Before the rain, Longjing was very famous, but in Zhongshikou, it was just a more bitter tea. Besides, he was very suspicious of what he said to his master, Longjing was so famous before the rain, and it had long been carved up by the government and other strata, how could it be the turn of the little people in this small county?

It's like the Maofeng mother trees on Huangshan Mountain, which only produce a few catties of tea every year, have long been confiscated by the local government and become a special supply that can only be drunk by some people.

Zhong Shi was wrong, the master's pre-rain Longjing was really genuine, and it was given to him by the big boss behind him. And the big boss behind him was given to him by local officials. The big boss behind the master has business in Jiangzhong Province, Xiujiang Province, and Lihai City, and is the guest of honor of the United Front Work Department of these provinces.

"A thousand? Master, you are really generous, I said 400,000 is 400,000, and I won't let a dime! If you can't be the master, tell your boss about the bowl and ask him to come and talk to me in person! Zhong Shi drank the water in the teacup in one gulp, and then said loudly.

"Four hundred thousand? Don't let a dime? When Father Zhong heard Zhong Shi's words, he couldn't hold the teacup at all, and dropped the teacup on the ground with a "clang" and smashed it.

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