This place can be said to be the most lively antique market in Beijing. Although the area is not as large as that of Baoguo Temple, the use area and number of stalls and shops are definitely more than better than Baoguo Temple.piaotian.

In a greenhouse that is more than ten meters high, I strode forward without looking back, my eyes swept across the scattered stalls, and my waist and Sun Xiaolei followed me, and I advised me from time to time, so that I could be more at ease and not be impulsive.

Liuzi said, "Mirror, go back first. You calm down and come over again."

I snorted, "I'm very calm now and I want to go back to you two."

Sun Xiaolei smiled bitterly and said, "We asked to visit Panjiayuan. If you lose all this money, your mother will blame us at that time."

I glared at them viciously, "If you haven't bought this, you will compensate, be discouraged? Don't worry. My mother is fine, hum, if I don't get a few high-end things, I won't go back today." When a person lives, the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and the buddies don't believe it anymore, and they will lose the memory of rebirth. I'm useless? Sister Yan also carries one head on both shoulders, one nose and two eyes. Why am I worse than her?

Yao Zi and Sun Xiaolei had no choice but to look at each other, and didn't say anything else.

My current momentum is unprecedentedly high and small evil fire that is unyielding in my heart.

I probably walked through the first-class stall on the east side of the shed, but I didn't stop much. I almost looked away after a few glances and landed on the next stall.

As I walked, I found that today's self was obviously different from that of three years ago. The feeling of seeing ancient deception was completely different.

Three years ago, Pan Jiayuan and I felt that everything looked like genuine, bottles, calligraphy and paintings, and even a broken stone on the ground looked like jade wool. Every time I paid for an antique, I was secretly happy and thought it was because I had picked up a bargain. I knew why I had this mentality, because after I was reborn, I always picked up some antiques caused by events with extremely low probability, which indirectly caused my misunderstanding of bargaining, and I felt that everything might be a bargaining. The result was different from what I thought.

But today, I was surprised to find that everything I saw looked like fake.

Not only do the antiques sold in these stalls look fake, but even the sky-high antiques that some merchants in the outside shops look fake, all look like Lipin.

I patted my forehead, not knowing whether I had made progress or regressed.

"What's wrong with the mirror?" Sun Xiaolei asked, "Have you seen a good thing?"

I shook my head: "No, go, go and go south."

There are mostly physical stores in the south, so I just picked a Hetian jade store to go to the business.

There are a lot of Hetian jade ornaments and jewelry in the store, but except for the white jade Guanyin in the booth, it is very good, there is nothing else worth seeing. The jade material is average, and many of them are not from Hetian in Xinjiang, but from Russian nephrite and Canadian nephrite, and there are also a few pieces of Taiwanese nephrite, probably to be fooled.

The boss is greeting two guests with southern accents.

My waist suddenly pulled me and pointed at the counter, "That birthday boy's old Hetian jade is good, so white."

I hooked my hand and whispered in his ear: "You can say a little bit, don't embarrass you. That's not Hetian white jade, it's Russian jade, the price is far inferior to that of Hetian. Looks beautiful, but because of the output and other reasons, Qinghai nephrite or Russian nephrite are all medium and low-end things. They are purely used as Hetian jade and are not worth collecting."

Sun Xiaolei suddenly realized: "Oh! So that's it!"

I was stunned, oh, it's not right. In the past, I couldn't tell the difference between Russian nephrite and Hetian jade. When I was in an antique shop, every time someone came to Jingyue Pavilion to sell jade, I would ask Teacher Zhen or Yan Wanru to appraise it, because I was really not sure about this thing, but now, why can I know it after just a few glances? It's Russian nephrite?

Damn, buddy, have you made progress?

I was secretly surprised. I guess this is not the progress that can be obtained by rote memorizing the knowledge. Theoretical knowledge is one aspect, but also depends on practice. I have been exposed to stones and jade in Jingyue Pavilion and the seal shop in recent years. Maybe it was because of subtle accumulation that the current changes have occurred? Look, today is right, otherwise my buddies don’t know when they will be so powerful!

After washing my hands for three years, I suddenly became confident, "Boss, do you have raw stones for seeds here?" The boss who greeted the two guests looked at me, "Brother, there are raw stones, there are any." He walked back to the counter in the west, bent over and churned the drawer, and finally took out three pieces of Hetian jade seed materials, big or small, and put them on a wooden eight-immortal table. "It's just three pieces, I'll deal with them, and you'll have to buy them all for you at a discount." In general stores in Panjiayuan, they don't sell raw stone seed materials. It is estimated that the boss bought them from Xinjiang or other jade distribution centers to prepare for his own bet, but they had to sell them for other reasons.

Yao Zileizi and I immediately came over and took a look.

The three seed materials are not very good in shape, one is crooked and one is bumpy, which has already given a discount on its value. Coupled with the gray and rough skin, it smells even more terrible. I am afraid that if it weren't for people who often play with stones, they wouldn't be able to see that these are three Hetian jade seed materials, which is no different from the broken stones on the roadside.

Liu Zi uh, "Is this stone a little?"

This raw stone is a bit bad.

Originally, I was an expert like Yao Ru. When I saw the Chiren Seed Materials, I turned around and was very special. The stones were worth a bet. But for some reason, I held the largest piece of round seed material in the half-cup, and I didn’t want to let go. The more I looked at it, the more I felt it was pleasing.

I raised my hand holding the seed material, "How to sell this?"

The boss pondered for a moment, "Give it 80,000."

As soon as I thought about it, the price was about the same. So I opened my schoolbag and paid him: "Okay, I want this, can I slice it?"

The boss said, "Oh, this is not solved. We don't have a special machine here. Well, why don't you come back tomorrow? I'll borrow a material cutting machine for you then."

"Well, I'll find it myself." After packing the seeds, we left the jade shop. Liu Zi said with great concern: "Damn, is this stone good? Why is it a bit shabby in appearance?

Sun Xiaolei said: "I think so, it's so bad. Well, but the mirror has a clear idea in his heart, right?"

"What do I have?" I was ashamed and weighed the schoolbag containing the stone. "When gambling stones and jade are not clear, who can tell the truth before the moment I cut it open, I just like this seed material. Sister Yan said that antiques are all based on one feeling, I hope my feeling is correct."

My waist was uh, "Then are you blind cats hitting a dead mouse?"

"Not so much said." I hummed, "Hurry up and go to the store to take a look."

One has it”

Two shops,"

Three stores”

The hottest collections in the antique market are of course porcelain and calligraphy and painting. Most of the shops in the east and west directions also sell these things. I took a quick look at them, but there were no things that I could see. Each one seemed fake. At the end, a fan attracted my attention.

In a miscellaneous store, there are more than a dozen folding fans inserted in the straw-woven small frame.

I picked up one casually and looked at it. My eyes suddenly lit up. From the outside, the fan was a little old, and the fan surface was slightly yellow and a little dusty, which seemed to have been idle for a long time. The fan bone was not the most famous Xiangfei bamboo, probably ordinary bamboo, but the handwriting on the fan surface was very vigorous, exuding a thick and simple charm, which was very interesting. Unfortunately, the fan surface was not signed, as if it was a graffiti by some unknown person.

After turning on the basket, I left a few fans. Some of the fans were landscapes, some flowers and birds, and some calligraphy. But none of them were as smell as the fan I saw first.

"Boss, how much does this cost? I shook the fan I liked.

When the shop owner saw it, "Two hundred and one hand."

I thought it was too cheap, and I gave the money without thinking about it and put the fan in my schoolbag. But after I bought it, I was confused again. If I was really a calligraphy written by a famous artist, let alone two hundred, twenty yuan would probably not be worth it. Hey, forget it, it doesn’t cost much anyway, so why do I want that? Just follow it and feel like it.

As soon as I came out of the store, I saw several people moving things to the store in front of a shop diagonally opposite. All of them are porcelain, and it seems that the business has just opened.

"Be careful, slow down."

"Yes, just put it on the shelf."

I turned to Yao Zileizi and said, "Let's go in and take a look. His house seems to be a new product." Most experts come to visit antique markets like Panjiayuan at five or six o'clock in the morning. Because the things are new and have not been picked up by others, the chance of picking up bargains is usually relatively high.

After we entered the store, a lot of porcelain was piled on the ground and not placed on the shelves.

I bent over and looked at it, picked up one, put it down, picked up the other, and put it down again.

The waist was messy and said, "Hehe, how do you look at the plum bottle in the mirror? Does it look like Cizhou Kiln?"

I glanced at the direction of his finger. After looking for a while, I shook my head and whispered: "The old ones are, and they are the kind of low-end imitation that are not made even though they are old. If you look carefully at the surface of the plum vase, what do you see? Soil? What kind of soil? That's artificially pasted. You have to look deeper. Look, the outer layer of the bottle is full of "hot" and it will definitely be burned for more than ten years. Maybe it's just burned last week, it might be too new."

Sun Xiaolei said in a daze: "This is new? Why do I look like a thousand-eight-hundred-year-old thing?"

Yaozi nodded and said, "Yes, I think this bottle is old."

I rolled my eyes and said, "How many years have you been in contact with porcelain? If you both can see, who else can make money? You are the one who cheats you, what is the most taboo to buy antiques? I have only a few understandings and saw that a Cizhou Kiln is Cizhou Kiln? It's not that simple. There are so many people who come to our Jingyue Pavilion to identify things. I can see such old bottles almost every day."

The waist said oh, "Then which one do you mean?"

After reading these bottles and jars, I shook my head: "No one can do, let's go."

Just as they were about to get up and go out, two people outside the store also came in with the last two pieces of porcelain and put them on the cement floor in the corner.

When I saw the porcelain that the short man put down, my eyes moved, subconsciously stopped, turned around and walked back, squatted down and picked up the bottle and looked at it repeatedly. This was an ancient colored porcelain bottle, with at least six or seven colors. It was painted with a man and a woman, and birds and plants on the background, which were very vivid. Looking at the signature, my heart beat, Dai Ronghua? Is that Dai Ronghua's work?

Rancai porcelain bottles also have a question.

Red-Piao Astronomy--Piao a little bit, don’t be impulsive.

Liuzi said, "Mirror, go back first. You calm down and come over again."

I snorted, "I'm very calm now and I want to go back to you two."

Sun Xiaolei smiled bitterly and said, "We asked to visit Panjiayuan. If you lose all this money, your mother will blame us at that time."

I glared at them viciously, "If you haven't bought this, you will compensate, be discouraged? Don't worry. My mother is fine, hum, if I don't get a few high-end things, I won't go back today." When a person lives, the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and the buddies don't believe it anymore, and they will lose the memory of rebirth. I'm useless? Sister Yan also carries one head on both shoulders, one nose and two eyes. Why am I worse than her?

Yao Zi and Sun Xiaolei had no choice but to look at each other, and didn't say anything else.

My current momentum is unprecedentedly high and small evil fire that is unyielding in my heart.

I probably walked through the first-class stall on the east side of the shed, but I didn't stop much. I almost looked away after a few glances and landed on the next stall.

As I walked, I found that today's self was obviously different from that of three years ago. The feeling of seeing ancient deception was completely different.

Three years ago, Pan Jiayuan and I felt that everything looked like genuine, bottles, calligraphy and paintings, and even a broken stone on the ground looked like jade wool. Every time I paid for an antique, I was secretly happy and thought it was because I had picked up a bargain. I knew why I had this mentality, because after I was reborn, I always picked up some antiques caused by events with extremely low probability, which indirectly caused my misunderstanding of bargaining, and I felt that everything might be a bargaining. The result was different from what I thought.

But today, I was surprised to find that everything I saw looked like fake.

Not only do the antiques sold in these stalls look fake, but even the sky-high antiques that some merchants in the outside shops look fake, all look like Lipin.

I patted my forehead, not knowing whether I had made progress or regressed.

"What's wrong with the mirror?" Sun Xiaolei asked, "Have you seen a good thing?"

I shook my head: "No, go, go and go south."

There are mostly physical stores in the south, so I just picked a Hetian jade store to go to the business.

There are a lot of Hetian jade ornaments and jewelry in the store, but except for the white jade Guanyin in the booth, it is very good, there is nothing else worth seeing. The jade material is average, and many of them are not from Hetian in Xinjiang, but from Russian nephrite and Canadian nephrite, and there are also a few pieces of Taiwanese nephrite, probably to be fooled.

The boss is greeting two guests with southern accents.

My waist suddenly pulled me and pointed at the counter, "That birthday boy's old Hetian jade is good, so white."

I hooked my hand and whispered in his ear: "You can say a little bit, don't embarrass you. That's not Hetian white jade, it's Russian jade, the price is far inferior to that of Hetian. Looks beautiful, but because of the output and other reasons, Qinghai nephrite or Russian nephrite are all medium and low-end things. They are purely used as Hetian jade and are not worth collecting."

Sun Xiaolei suddenly realized: "Oh! So that's it!"

I was stunned, oh, it's not right. In the past, I couldn't tell the difference between Russian nephrite and Hetian jade. When I was in an antique shop, every time someone came to Jingyue Pavilion to sell jade, I would ask Teacher Zhen or Yan Wanru to appraise it, because I was really not sure about this thing, but now, why can I know it after just a few glances? It's Russian nephrite?
To be continued...