"Hi, Mr. Huang!"

At half past three in the morning, on the street in the distance, people began to set up stalls one after another.

At this time, Zhang Yang finally met Mr. Huang introduced by Wang Guosheng.

The other party was a tall and thin old man, carrying a cloth bag and a thermos cup in his pocket, looking like a retired teacher.

"I'm so patient, Xiao Wang!" Teacher Huang walked up with a smile and shook hands with Wang Jianye.

Zhang Yang looked at the enthusiasm of the two and knew that they had at least known each other before.

"Teacher Huang, this is Zhang Yang." Wang Jianye helped introduce.

"Hello, pretty boy!" Teacher Huang smiled and said hello.

"Teacher Huang, good morning."

"Can you hear me speak?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment.

"Teacher Huang asked if you could understand Cantonese." Wang Jianye explained beside him: "Mr. Huang, Zhang Yang is a post-00 generation, I haven't seen a Cantonese film, and I can't understand it. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it, so let's talk Mandarin today."

Mr. Huang's language switches seamlessly, and the pronunciation of Mandarin is unexpectedly standard.

Seeing the surprise in Zhang Yang's eyes, the other party explained with a smile.

Mr. Huang is actually a northerner, who came to Guangdong Province to work hard when Shencheng was rising, and later settled in Yangcheng.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to some old guys' stalls, they have a bit of a way."

"If you like something, put it in front of you first, don't be in a hurry to ask, so as not to be manipulated."

"After you have selected everything, we will ask the price together."

Teacher Huang intimately introduced the rules of Tianguang Market.

The antique market is not like the general Tianguang market, and the price of things is relatively high.

Many of the sellers in it are here to "eat a meal and manage for a year".

A young man like Zhang Yang, if the desire to buy is too strong, the boss will definitely shout at a high price.

It can be said that Mr. Huang was specially invited by Wang Guosheng to escort the two people.

"Okay, Mr. Huang, I'll call you first when I choose something."

"Director Wang, let's buy the things back first and then divide them slowly, okay?"

Zhang Yang looked at the bazaar, which had gradually become lively, and said with his hands in a hurry.

"Of course, I'm here to help you pay today." Wang Jianye said with a smile.

These words made Mr. Huang on the side slightly surprised.

He couldn't help but look Zhang Yang up and down, and was a little puzzled in his heart:

Why did these two people who seemed to be more than ten years worse actually have this young man as the "master" and Wang Jianye as the "second"?

Is it a second generation with a background?

Wait a minute, your own group of people will not become the entire antique ruin, the biggest injustice in history, right?

For the sake of his old friend Wang Guosheng's face, Mr. Huang decided to lead Zhang Yang and the two of them first to find a stall owner who was easy to talk to.

At least it can be slaughtered less.

……

When Mr. Huang greeted the stall owner, Zhang Yang was already squatting in front of the stall.

The atmosphere of Tianguang Market is very good, no one maintains discipline, but all the stalls are lined up, neatly organized, and the pedestrians are also in order.

The only problem is that the light doesn't work.

At four o'clock in the morning, it was still far from dawn, and the street lights could barely illuminate the road, but the things on the stalls could not be taken care of.

Many years ago, people who visited the market could only rely on the kerosene lamps of the stall owners to see things.

Now it has been replaced with a power bank powered by LED lights, one per person, which is a lot more convenient, but it is still necessary to get closer to see clearly.

In front of Zhang Yang, the oilcloth of less than three square meters was full of large and small porcelain and statues.

This stall owner sells more specifically.

There are all kinds of porcelain on the stall, such as the moon bottle, the lantern bottle, the gall bottle, the phoenix tail, the gourd bottle, the general jar, and the holding pot......

Zhang Yang is not what it used to be, and he has been able to match the names on the physical objects with the materials.

However, to identify the authenticity, you still have to rely on the item information.

"Huh? Zhang Yang, this Arhat statue seems to be a little old? ”

"Let's take a look?"

Wang Jianye didn't know much, and when he saw a good thing that he could understand, it was like discovering a new continent, so he hurried to Zhang Yang and muttered.

Zhang Yang took the thing and looked at it carefully with the light.

The carving is a drunken arhat, and the paint has almost fallen off, but in some places with horns, you can still see gold.

"Yes, this is an Arhat statue carved from boxwood, and it is lacquered gold, which is a bit old." Zhang Yang whispered beside Wang Jianye.

"Then let me ask for the price?"

"Don't worry, let's see first."

Zhang Yang shook his head, signaling him to be calm.

The sound of the two people talking just now has attracted the attention of the stall owner and Mr. Huang.

Zhang Yang saw that Teacher Huang was behind him just now and waved his hand.

Don't be in too much of a hurry.

……

"Modern, modern, or modern......"

"Wow! It was just produced this year, and it is estimated that it was wholesaled. ”

Zhang Yang looked at the porcelain on the stall, except for a blue and white gall vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, which is considered an antique, and other things can be placed in the lobby of the hotel for decoration.

He took out the jar and placed it with the statue of the Arhat.

Wang Jianye shook his head, signaling that he had made no new discoveries.

"Teacher Huang, we've picked it out."

"It's so fast, don't look at it anymore." The stall owner enthusiastically introduced: "The Jun kilns here are all just collected by me recently!" ”

"Haha, no need, they young people, where can they understand Jun Yao! Just look at the blue and white porcelain. ”

Teacher Huang pointed to the things on the stall and said.

"Hey, too." The stall owner shook his head and felt that what Mr. Huang said made sense.

"Come, let me see, what did you pick?"

"Ouch, boss, it's terrible, you blue and white vase, but authentic Kangxi blue and white porcelain." The stall owner slapped his thigh and said with an exaggerated expression.

Wang Jianye was a little surprised, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Zhang Yang.

Shipped so soon?

Mr. Huang was also deceived, and he never thought that he would be able to find the real thing so quickly.

I even had the idea of coming over and taking a look.

But at this time, Zhang Yang spoke:

"Boss, your pattern is too small, why can't it be Yuan Qinghua?"

Zhang Yang dared to say this, and he naturally had the bottom in his heart.

This blue and white vase is placed together with three other modern craft porcelains of similar size and shape.

Four porcelain, with the same traces of paint on the soles of the feet.

It is very likely that the instructions were collected together.

The original owner of the porcelain may not know that this is genuine, and may feel that one is not enough, so he bought three more fake ones and put them together.

Zhang Yang believes that this stall owner is just deceiving himself.

"Hahaha, Yuan Qinghua, then I can't sell you hundreds of millions!"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Three thousand, how is it?" ”

"This is the jump price of Kangxi porcelain."

"Two thousand five, what if it's Qianlong?" Mr. Huang assisted.

"Hahaha, I'll see it." The stall owner readily agreed.

"I'll look at this statue again."

The stall owner picked up the statue selected by Wang Jianye, looked at it and said:

"Oh no, this is what my old man is going to put at home for worship, I should have taken it wrong when I went out."

"But if you want to...... That's the number, right? ”

The stall owner held out five fingers.

"Five thousand?" Teacher Huang asked.

"No, half a million!"