With Zheng Hai coming forward, Luo Ping quickly completely forgot about the bar fight, and now that the afternoon time is free, he stays in Pincixuan all day.

Growing up in an orphanage, he certainly knows that opportunities are not easy to come by, and he also knows the truth that he has a sweet mouth and is diligent and likable.

He cleans the store spotlessly every day, and the antiques on the display cabinet are carefully wiped clean with rags, and he gets along with Li Xiaoguang more and more these days.

It's a pity that he still can't figure out the doorways of antiques, and he just wants to use the Pixiu in his hand to pick up the leaks.

Li Xiaoguang also fell in love with Luo Ping, taught him all these years of experience, and deliberately tried it a few times, but he was more at ease with Luo Ping's character and trusted him more and more.

Since Liu Qi has two stores in Jiangcheng, he is occasionally too busy, he even let Luo Ping watch the store alone, and encouraged him to boldly collect some things, of course, the amount will not be too large.

That afternoon, Luo Ping was alone in the store lying on a recliner, blowing the air conditioner and reading a book, very leisurely.

A plainly dressed middle-aged man appeared at the door of the store, holding a small, mottled wooden box in his hand. He looked up at the plaque at the door, then walked in.

Luo Ping greeted him with a smile, "You have something to shoot!" ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and carefully placed the small wooden box, which was about two feet long and only one foot wide, on the table.

"Boss, this is an old thing handed down from my ancestors in my family, you can show it."

After the middle-aged man opened the lock on the box, Luo Ping found that the box was covered with a thick layer of newspaper, and a white porcelain bottle was placed on it, about 20 centimeters high, the bottle was divided into five petals, in the shape of a melon, and there were ears next to it.

Luo Ping took the porcelain vase in his hand and examined it carefully, and found that it was very similar to a set of Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon pots in the warehouse, and he had a plan in his heart.

"You're an old thing, but the workmanship is rough and it's not well preserved, I'm afraid I can't charge you a high price."

Luo Ping's words were decent, and his tone was exceptionally gentle.

At the same time, he thought in his heart that the Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon pot in the treasury only cost more than 2,000 at the beginning, and now it seems to have risen to about 10,000, and if this one can be collected less than 10,000, it can also make a little profit.

"How much exactly?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little unhappy, and his tone of voice was slightly angry.

"1500", Luo Ping considered the price.

Haven't you ever eaten pork haven't seen a pig run, although he has no experience in business, bargaining Luo Ping still knows.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, he put the porcelain vase into the small wooden box, covered the box, turned around and wanted to leave, and turned around and said, "I have long heard that your Pincixuan collects things at a fair price, and I can't imagine that it is darker than them, forget it, when I am blind." ”

"Wait," Luo Ping hurriedly stopped him, "then you can make an offer." ”

"Ten thousand, if I wasn't in a hurry to buy a house, I wouldn't have taken this thing at all, and you couldn't buy it if you wanted to."

Looking at the way he dragged 2580,000 yuan, Luo Ping really felt tired, according to his character, he really didn't want to accept this thing from him. But thinking that this might be the first time he had received something, and that he would be able to make a small profit, he pressed down a stream of evil fire in his stomach.

"Sir, I can see that you are also an expert. To tell you the truth, your thing is not fake, and the market price may be able to sell for seven or eight thousand, but that is also uncertain. In this way, if you agree, you can put the things with us first, and we will help you contact the buyer, and we will charge a handling fee if the transaction is successful. ”

The man said impatiently: "I have already said, I am in a hurry to buy a house and want to sell this thing, let you here, when will it take?" ”

"If it goes well, it's only a day or two. But I can't say, you see, the shelves over there are all the items we consign, and the longest has been put for more than a month. ”

The middle-aged man glanced back at the shelves full of various types of porcelain and frowned.

"Forget it, I can't afford to wait, you better make a price, if it's suitable, I'll sell it to you. Let me tell you, this is an authentic Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon pot, although it is not a treasure, and it is not a big road goods, don't fool me with the price of one or two thousand. ”

Luo Ping was secretly happy in his heart, and after some bargaining, he accepted this thing at a price of 5,000 yuan, and this price was also the maximum authority that Li Xiaoguang gave him.

In the following time, Luo Ping put the porcelain vase he bought on the table, admired it for a long time, and it was not until Li Xiaoguang came back that he said as if offering a treasure: "Brother Li, I received a thing, you can take a look." ”

Li Xiaoguang was a little surprised, nodded with a smile, and then picked up the porcelain vase on the table and looked at it.

"I think this is a Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon pot, which is similar to the one in our warehouse, so I gave a price of 5,000. Brother Li, it's okay, right? ”

After careful inspection just now, Luo Ping was sure that there was no problem with his first shot, and the price was lower than that in the warehouse, so he looked proud and proud when he talked to Li Xiaoguang.

Li Xiaoguang put down the porcelain vase, patted Luo Ping's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you have to pay the tuition fee for the first time, and I was the same at the beginning." ”

The smile on Luo Ping's face instantly froze, and he asked in disbelief, "Fake?" ”

Li Xiaoguang saw his expression, smiled even more happily, picked up the porcelain vase and pointed out the flaws to him one by one, and said that this thing was worth three hundred yuan at most.

Luo Ping gritted his teeth in anger, holding back a wave of anger in his heart and having nowhere to vent, his face was red and his neck was thick.

"No, I have to find him!"

Luo Ping walked out with a black face, and Li Xiaoguang hurriedly stopped him.

"The sale of antiques is all voluntary, and when the transaction is over, you can only admit that there is a problem. Besides, the price is also yours, why are you looking for him? ”

"Isn't this a pit man?"

Luo Ping was secretly annoyed, feeling quite uncomfortable in his heart, feeling that he had betrayed Li Xiaoguang's trust. Looking at the porcelain vase on the table, the more I looked at it, the more angry I became, and I wanted to smash it to pieces.

Li Xiaoguang smiled and put the porcelain vase in a small wooden box and handed it to him, "Take it back and put it in a conspicuous place, and look at it every day in the future. ”

After returning to the small building, Luo Ping really put the porcelain vase on the TV, sat on the sofa and watched it sulk.

Long Xin brought a plate of frozen watermelon and walked over curiously to look at the porcelain vase.

"Brother Luo, is this an antique?"

Luo Ping's face was slightly red, and he coughed twice, "It's a fake, but I think it's pretty good, so I took it back." ”

"My uncle seems to have a few of these bottles, I don't know if it's true."

Long Xin didn't seem to have much interest in these, so he said casually, then put the fruit plate on the coffee table and called Luo Ping to eat watermelon.

"Long Xin, I heard you say that your uncle knows martial arts and knows medical skills, is it possible that he still collects antiques?"

Luo Ping ate two bites of frozen watermelon, and the sullenness in his heart was slightly soothed, plus Long Xin rarely wore a short-sleeved T-shirt today, revealing a white Saiyu arm, which made his eyes light up, so he casually found a conversation to chat with her, but his eyes kept rolling on Long Xin.

Long Xin slowly ate the watermelon in small bites, and when he heard him ask, he laughed, as if he remembered something extremely happy.

"Uncle Shi is amazing, not only good medical skills, but also fortune-telling, seems to recognize antiques, I remember that every time he goes up the mountain, he has to carry a big bag, I heard him say that it is filled with treasures he bought, and I heard my master say that this jade pendant on my body is what he took back."

The yellow short-sleeved T-shirt on Long Xin's body was Xu Ting's clothes, and she was wearing a slightly looser dress, revealing a small patch of white and tender skin on her chest, and the black jade jade pendant was quietly attached there.

Listening to her words, Luo Ping's gaze naturally shifted to Long Xin's chest, and his breathing suddenly stagnated, and his eyes could no longer be separated.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, obediently slammed his throat, although there is a black jade backlash, the skin on Long Xin's body is too white, it is just like flawless white jade.

Seeing that he was silent, Long Xin looked up and saw that he was staring at his chest with a pair of big eyes, and shyly blocked his chest with the watermelon in his hand.

After dinner, Xu Ting hadn't come back yet, Luo Ping and Long Xin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together, and then went to take a cold shower, and when they went downstairs, they found that Long Xin was holding the small wooden box and looking around.

"Dragon Heart, what's the matter?"

"I don't know where to put this box."

These days, the house is tidy and tidy, and it is no longer as messy as when Luo Ping lived here alone, and she is worried about the small wooden box.

"Give it to me." Luo Ping took it with a smile and took it to his room, wanting to put the porcelain vase he bought last time into it. This pastel vase was the first thing he received, and although only the base was genuine, it was still memorable, so he prepared it to be kept, only to find that the wooden box was a little shallower.

Luo Ping simply took out all the old newspapers in the wooden box, but it was still a little shallow, and after looking around for a while with the wooden box, he finally found the reason. Although this small wooden box was more than a foot high, it was supposed to be large enough to hold a pastel bottle, but the bottom was extraordinarily thick, and it was close to an inch thick and took up a lot of space.

"How can there be such a thick bottom?"

Luo Ping wondered, picked up the wooden box and knocked on the bottom plate casually.

Knock, knock.

It's not the crisp sound of imagination, it's hollow and dull, like knocking on a large ripe watermelon.

"Could it be that there is a mezzanine down there?"

He perked up and took a closer look at the small wooden box. The black paint on the surface of this wooden box has been mottled and peeled off a lot, and the four corners are wrapped with iron sheets, including the place where the lock is installed, all of which are rusty, and it seems that it has been some years.

Luo Ping repeatedly knocked on the bottom of the wooden box, his ears against it and shook back and forth, and he didn't feel anything dangling inside. But curiosity made him decide to find out, found a hammer, and smashed the wooden box open with a "bang".

There is indeed a mezzanine at the bottom of the wooden box!

"There's something."

Luo Ping suppressed his excitement and picked up the pile of broken wood all over the ground......