"May I ask who brought this little bowl?"

Song Ning held the small bowl casually in her right hand, and before she even threw a glance to this side, she directly opened her mouth to ask the owner of the small bowl.

The little old man's face immediately pulled up, he hated those arrogant and deceitful people the most in his life, and Song Ning happened to have both.

"What? If you tell the source, you have to meet the owner! ”

"That's right!"

Song Ning nodded as a matter of course.

She knows six of the seven tricks of antiques, and she doesn't know any of them!

Don't you have to look at who the owner is and then make a judgment!

"It's unusual..."

Cao Hong leaned on a Bogu shelf like a boneless, holding a wine glass and shaking it carelessly.

"It's the first time I've heard someone identify an antique and need to see the owner..."

"That's how strange you are!"

Song Ning glared at him angrily, she hadn't settled the revenge of the treasure with him yet!

"I need to see the owner to identify antiques, can't I?"

"Yes!"

Cao Hongyuan hooked the corners of his mouth without any good intentions, "Aren't you engaged in metaphysics?" Just do the math..."

"What? Miss Song is scared? ”

Song Ning took a deep breath and looked away expressionlessly.

Normal people can't see the same as neuropathy!

"Don't be ashamed!"

The little old man's face to Song Ning was even worse.

"At a young age, lies come as soon as you open your mouth, and there is no ink in your stomach that is so arrogant!"

"Hey... I don't like to hear what you say! ”

Song Ning's face was small, "Do you know me?" How do you know I'm lying! ”

Song Ning's gaze swept around the people present, and finally landed directly on a middle-aged man with a bald head like the Mediterranean.

"This thing is yours, right?"

Song Ning casually tossed the little white bowl twice, which scared the middle-aged man enough.

"Beware! You can't afford to break it! ”

"Three dollars a porcelain bowl, I can't afford to lose? Isn't it underestimated! ”

Song Ning casually threw the bowl into the middle-aged man's arms, with an expression of "you insulted me".

The middle-aged man didn't care about talking to Song Ning, and caught the little white bowl in a cold sweat.

"Vulgar! Arrogant! ”

The middle-aged man scolded Song Ning bitterly, "Speak wildly!" ”

"This is the porcelain from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, the Ru porcelain of the Eight Classics!"

"Although my small bowl is not sunny after the rain, it is also the white of the moon, and it is three yuan!"

"I'll give you three dollars, you buy me one to try!"

"Return Lao Zhou's disciple! Lao Zhou has maintained a good reputation for half his life, but he is about to be ruined by you! ”

"Heh..."

The corners of Song Ning's mouth twitched, "It's hard to say if you want to buy another one, turn left when you get out of the clubhouse, and there is one on the stall outside Panjiayuan!" ”

"Return to Ru kiln... Why don't you order a kiln! ”

"You..."

The middle-aged man almost pumped it in one go!

This little white bowl cost him a lot of money, so much so that Rao was at a painful price of his value.

The antique industry originally had the saying of begging for lip service, and Song Ning's lane made the middle-aged man's heart tremble.

Could it be true or false?

The middle-aged man's thought was broken by his hurriedly shaking head.

"Impossible... This must be true! It's definitely true! ”

Song Ning spread her hands, "But it's fake!" It's not real..."

She said this very firmly, the little old man's eyes froze, and he quickly took out a small magnifying glass from his pocket, and approached the middle-aged man in three or two steps.

The little old man's movements were quite professional, and the middle-aged man subconsciously held his breath.

The little old man checked the little white bowl back and forth several times, and it took a long time for him to put down the magnifying glass he was holding.

She's right! This little white bowl is indeed a fake! ”

"What..."

The middle-aged man's eyes shrank suddenly, and his body was about to go limp in an instant.

Antiques play is the heartbeat, the so-called true and false, false and true, no two brushes, dare to touch antiques that is to find excitement!

The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously stimulated, and his life was almost gone!

Song Ning's sympathetic gaze sprinkled towards him without money.

As soon as the little old man stretched out his arm, he grabbed his waist with one hand and stopped his downward trend.

Anyone who sees it has to marvel at the good arm strength!

Song Ning also stared at the little old man with bright eyes, could it be that this is the legendary innate martial artist?

It's pretty cool.

"How do you see that?"

The little old man stuffed the middle-aged man into the arms of the person next to him, turned his head and looked at Song Ning with a straight face.

"Yes, do you believe it?"

Song Ning didn't plan to hide it, "I don't know antiques, but I know physiognomy!" ”

"Among the people present, he is the only one who has signs of breaking his fortune, so this little white bowl must be his!"

"Old Zhou... That's why I accepted you as a disciple, right? ”

The little old man instantly put away the contemptuous expression on his face, and the girl in front of him really had something extraordinary!

"Well, sort of!"

Although she didn't want to admit it, the only thing she could do in front of Professor Zhou was this ability.

"Master... It's really you! ”

Li Lide, whose eyes were dark and full of weight, strode over with excitement on his face.

"I... Do you remember? You gave me a talisman..."

With a flattering smile on his face, Li Lide walked to Song Ning's side with vain steps.

"Your talisman is really a god!"

"I haven't had any nightmares since I took it, but one day I don't know how the yellow charm suddenly burned itself..."

"I tried to contact you later, but I couldn't find you..."

"It's great to see you here today..."

Li Lide is a slick businessman, and it only took three or two sentences to explain the reason for his relationship with Song Ning.

"Master, you once said that if we are destined, you will definitely help me solve the strange things that happened to me, I wonder if it counts now?"

"Naturally!"

Song Ning was also curious about what happened to Li Lide and his wife.

"It's too late today, let's come to me together tomorrow..."

"Good! Trouble Master..."

Li Lide thanked him excitedly, and looked at Song Ning without saying anything.

"Tonight, then..."

To tell the truth, he hadn't slept a single night for a week, and if he continued like this, he would be ruined!

At least tonight, I will ask for two yellow talismans from the master to survive tonight!

She knew what Li Lide meant, but she was wearing an evening dress tonight, and there was no place to put the talisman!

Song Ning groaned, "You can take two pieces of jade later and bring them to me..."

"If you have one, bring me a set..."

"The function of the jade talisman is better than that of the yellow talisman, but the price is very high, can you accept it?"

"Yes!"

Li Lide was overjoyed and responded categorically.

His life is almost dead now, even if the master asks him for half of his family property, he can accept it!

"Master, wait a minute... I'll be right here! ”

Li Lide stepped out impatiently, and hurriedly found the organizer to buy jade.