"I'm almost cool here, it's not so hot, take the ropeway down the mountain, this hot and cold, don't catch a cold when you go back to the hotel, it's just a little time before the evening, just try your skills." As he spoke, Li Mingcheng put the night pearl and the black box into the small bag he was carrying. I took the ropeway down the mountain, took a taxi, and went to the city of Thailand.

Red Gate Square, Taicheng

Originally, the antique market in the prefecture-level city is not big, the good things in these places have long been sold to the hands of collectors in big cities from the eighties and nineties to the beginning of the twenty-first century, and now this kind of place is actually not true, selling some modern handicrafts under the banner of selling antiques, those good points will also inform you in advance that things are just handicrafts, and sell them according to the price of handicrafts, while some black-hearted shops sell some high imitations to some beginners, and the door has long been closed when they are approached, and the limelight has passed and then reopened the store. This is the origin of the so-called three years of not opening, and opening for three years.

Li Mingcheng usually likes to read history books and collects coins, so he is familiar with these places, but he doesn't have a familiar antique dealer in Taicheng, so he just took a look, turned around, and turned around and entered a shop called Qingyun Pavilion, this shop is very large, but there are no coins, basically Li Mingcheng can't understand things.

"Want something? Are you here to buy or to sell? The shopkeeper of Qingyun Pavilion is not very old, so he looked at the middle-aged and forty-year-old, stood up from the chair, and asked Li Mingcheng lightly.

"Just take a look." The shopkeeper sat down again and looked at the computer.

"I'm going to take you out, you take a good look at these things, report to me if you find something more than fifty years old, and I'll see how you appreciate the treasure." Li Mingcheng said to the sword soul in his heart, and took out the night pearl.

"Actually, I can feel it from the bag. Hey? Most of the things in this place are only a few months old, so I'm going to have to look for them. By the way, you see that the little yellow bowl in the shopkeeper's cabinet is not there, it has a history of more than 100 years, and it meets the standard you said, you can ask the shopkeeper to take it down and show it to you. The sword soul sensed it for a while, and then said to Li Mingcheng.

"Shopkeeper, take out the little yellow bowl in your cabinet and show it to me." After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper took out the little yellow bowl, so he stopped sitting and waited for Li Mingcheng to inquire.

Li Mingcheng took a look at the small bowl, the whole body was pale yellow, like the yellow of lemon, but the color was a lot lighter, and there were a few words printed on the bottom, as if it was a small seal, which seemed to be official kiln porcelain, and Li Mingcheng was not very clear about the specific origin of this small bowl.

"What the hell is this?" Li Mingcheng asked the sword soul puzzled.

"I don't know very well, you hold me with one hand and try this bowl with the other." After the sword soul finished speaking, Li Mingcheng did so, but he didn't expect a picture to appear in front of his eyes.

A group of Qing Dynasty people, from Jingdezhen to drive a few carriages to drag goods all the way north to the Forbidden City, this bowl was sent to the deep palace, a man in a dragon robe picked up the bowl, and ordered the bowl to be placed in the internal affairs office. Li Mingcheng didn't look carefully in his mind, he hurriedly read the paragraph, and knew the approximate origin.

"It turns out that this bowl is not an ordinary official kiln, it is the imperial kiln of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Li Mingcheng thought so in his heart.

"Boss, how much do you sell this bowl for?"

"Five thousand yuan, this bowl is an old object from ancient times, you can't afford to lose if you buy it." The middle-aged shopkeeper actually received this bowl from an old man who often shoveled the ground, he was not proficient in porcelain, and he didn't even know which dynasty it was, at that time he was holding a bunch of miscellaneous things in his hand, including this bowl, most of the things in it were fakes, but he also picked up a few old copper locks of the Republic of China from it, and earned one or two thousand yuan, this bowl was spread in the cost at the time, and it was estimated that it was not even twenty yuan, and his opening was five thousand yuan.

"I'll give you three hundred dollars at most, will you sell it?" Li Mingcheng didn't talk nonsense to him, because he knew that this shopkeeper shouldn't understand this thing, otherwise he would have sold it at a high price a long time ago, so he wouldn't have sold it for only 5,000 yuan.

"Three hundred yuan is too little, to be honest, I don't know much about this thing, so let's do it, five hundred yuan, you can play with it, if the thing is fake, don't come to me to return it." In fact, when the shopkeeper got his hands on it, he looked at this color like a handicraft, not like an old object, but because of the situation, he took it over, anyway, it didn't cost much, it has been placed in the cabinet, this has been three or five years, no one has asked, today five hundred yuan is a huge profit, if he bargains, three hundred yuan can also be sold.

"Just give three hundred, and you can't increase the price anymore."

"Okay, sell it to you, I'll give you a brocade box and wrap the bowl, you pay, cash." As he spoke, the shopkeeper put the bowl into a small brocade box, then put a sponge on the gap between the brocade box and the bowl, and then handed it to Li Mingcheng, Li Mingcheng took out three hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to the shopkeeper, and then put the night pearl back into the box, and then took the brocade box and took a taxi back to the hotel.