After practicing the sword with the dragon's heart, Luo Ping left the small building satisfied, and when he left, he told them to go out less.

As soon as I arrived at Pincixuan, I happened to meet Liu Qi who was about to go out.

"Xiao Luo, you came just in time, I'm going to go to the countryside, will you go?" Liu Qi's face was flushed and he looked very happy.

Li Xiaoguang said with a smile next to him: "Master is going to the countryside to collect things, Xiao Luo, you go with you, the mountains are high and the road is far away, you help me take care of his old man." ”

"Of course I'm going," Luo Ping smiled and took the travel bag from Li Xiaoguang's hand, "I've been looking forward to going to Taobao with you for a long time." ”

"Hehe, that's good, let's go together."

Liu Qi's car was a white Highlander, which he drove himself, and the car quickly drove out of the city and towards the north of Jiangcheng.

This is the first time Luo Ping has seen Liu Qi driving, and he didn't expect him to be in his sixties and so skilled in driving. Along the way, Liu Qi talked and laughed with Luo Ping, looking very happy.

"I have a friend in the mountains who called me yesterday and said that he had someone there who got a good thing and asked me to check it out. Judging from the way he described it, it should be an old thing, but I don't know how it looks? ”

Two days ago, Luo Ping had heard Li Xiaoguang say that Liu Qi used to be a person who couldn't stay still, and his favorite thing was to go treasure hunting and collecting treasures everywhere, and over the years, he has made a lot of friends in many places.

In the past two years, he has been old and has run less outside, but he has not received less things, and he has relied on these friends to call him to inform him.

After leaving the city, the Highlander quickly got on the highway and traveled smoothly and quickly towards its destination.

This time, the destination is a small mountain village called Phoenix Ridge, surrounded by mountains on three sides. When the car drove two miles from the village, it couldn't move any further. Last night's rain made the mountain road extremely muddy, and the Highlander's off-road road is still more reliable to stop on the road.

Liu Qi has rich experience, and there are rain boots in the trunk for a long time, but there are not many problems, and the two of them are one foot deep and one foot shallow, and finally came to Phoenix Ridge.

At the entrance of the village, Liu Qi sat on a big stone to rest, and said happily: "Xiao Luo, you see, this Phoenix Ridge is a good place to recuperate and recuperate. It is said that during the Qing Dynasty, there was a great official who returned to his hometown to live in seclusion here, and after several generations of inheritance, there are still many people in Fenghuangling who are his descendants. These people have some old things in their homes, and I've received a few great things here! ”

Luo Ping looked up and saw a small village looming in a tall forest between the mountains, and there was a small river in front of the village, with beautiful scenery, quiet and peaceful.

"Hehe, this is really a good place to retire, and the air is good, it can be regarded as a paradise."

After resting, the two crossed the river from a small wooden bridge and came to the village chief's house. It was Wang Daxi, the village chief of Phoenix Ridge, who called Liu Qi this time.

Wang Daxi was in his fifties, his teeth were blackened by smoke, he was overjoyed when he saw Liu Qi, and hurriedly asked someone to bring some mountain goods to entertain them.

Liu Qi took out a hard Chinese strip from his travel bag and put it on the table. Wang Daxi was overjoyed, but he was still polite, and Zuihou accepted it under Liu Qi's persuasion.

After a few people gossiped for a while, Wang Daxi took them out of the door, and entered a house without going far.

This room is in Luo Ping's eyes, but it can't be regarded as a house. The adobe walls, the roof is still an old-fashioned thatched hut, and the room is dimly lit, and you can smell a strong musty smell as soon as you walk in.

There were two people sitting in the room, a man and a woman, in their fifties, both with sad faces. Seeing Wang Daxi come in, the old man stood up.

"Village Chief, this is—"

"Lao Wu, this is the Teacher Liu I told you about, he came to see your thing, hurry up and take it out."

Lao Wu's face was happy, and he took out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Wang Daxi, and then handed it to Liu Qi and Luo Ping.

Liu Qi smiled and declined, and said, "Master Wu, I heard that Village Chief Wang said that you have a porcelain jar, which seems to be an old object, so I came to take a look." Don't worry, if the thing is true, I will give you money at the current market price, and I won't lose a penny from you. ”

Lao Wu nodded, but sighed, "I've heard all of this from the village chief, and I know that you have an old friendship with him, so I naturally believe you." But, alas—"

"Old Wu, what's the matter with you, you're talking in a hurry. You have that porcelain jar, quickly take it out and let Mr. Liu take a look. ”

Lao Wu sighed again, said no more, went into the inner room and took out a snakeskin bag, and when it was placed on the ground, it made a clattering sound.

"What is this?"

Liu Qi was a little puzzled, walked over and opened the snakeskin bag to see, but there were only some broken porcelain pieces inside, and there was no blue and white porcelain jar that Wang Daxi said.

Wang Daxi hurriedly asked: "Old Wu, what's going on, wasn't it okay yesterday, why did it become like this?" ”

"Alas, it's all because I didn't like it. Last night, my granddaughter woke up and accidentally touched the bottle on the table and fell like this. Lao Wu lit a cigarette and squatted in the corner looking very sad.

After he finished speaking, the woman who had been silent sobbed quietly, and her mouth was still muttering: "What can I do, what can I do!" ”

"Get the hell out of here." Lao Wu yelled at her, but she wiped away her tears and said to Liu Qi: "You see that this is still worth some money, my son is still waiting in the hospital for money." ”

Wang Daxi on the side also nodded, "Their son fell and was injured at the construction site, and now he is being rescued in the hospital, and the foreman has also run away, and now he is waiting for money to save his life, and it is because of this that they want to sell this porcelain jar." ”

"This jar was handed down by our old Wu family ancestor, and we never thought of selling it, but now—" Before she could finish speaking, the woman burst into tears again.

Liu Qi didn't seem to hear them, and squatted next to the snakeskin bag and looked at the broken porcelain pieces carefully. Luo Ping also squatted down beside him.

"What a pity. Xiao Luo, look at it, this is a blue and white porcelain jar fired in Jingdezhen in the late Qing Dynasty, and it is a pity that it is broken like this. ”

The porcelain pieces in the snakeskin bag were the size of a palm, and the smallest was only the size of a fingernail, and it was estimated that there were dozens of pieces in total, which was miserable.

Luo Ping picked up a palm-sized piece of porcelain and put it on his right hand to pretend to identify it carefully. With a cool breath in my head, a voice also appeared in my head.

"One hundred and forty-eight years."

With joy in his heart, he picked up the fragments one by one and examined them, absorbing the wealth inside.

As the wealth became more and more absorbed, Luo Ping gradually figured out some rules. The wealth in each piece of broken porcelain is different, and the large porcelain piece contains more wealth.

It may also be because the value of the porcelain jar itself is not too high, and these broken porcelain pieces are too small, so Pixiu did not say their grade.

It seems that this Pixiu is also a dislike of the poor and loves the rich, and the low-grade goods are not eye-catching at all.

Liu Qi didn't care about Luo Ping, stood up and said to Lao Wu: "Master Wu, to tell you the truth, if this jar is not broken, it can be worth 20,000 yuan." It's a pity that it's broken like this, even if it is repaired, it won't be worth a few dollars. ”

At this time, a little girl of about seven or eight years old came in from outside.

Lao Wu took off a shoe and threw it at the little girl.

"You're happy, it's all you money-loser, a good baby was smashed to pieces by you, get out of me."

Lao Wu's temper was hot enough, and the little girl was very happy with a smile, but she was smashed for no reason, threw herself into her grandmother's arms and cried, and didn't even care that the things in her hand fell to the ground.

Luo Ping saw the little girl crying sadly, remembered that he still had a few pieces of chocolate in his pocket that he had touched out of the little fat man's schoolbag, so he took it out, walked over and shook it in front of the little girl, and said with a smile: "Little sister, don't cry, what do you think this is?" ”

"Chocolate!"

The little girl stopped crying, her eyes lit up, and she stared at the chocolate, but she shrunk into her grandmother's arms and did not dare to take it.

Luo Ping smiled and stuffed the chocolate into her hand, and bent down to pick up the thing she had left on the ground, ready to return it to her.

The moment he got his hands on it, he was stunned.