The woman stall owner stared at the three thousand yuan I handed over, then looked at Jiang Yan and others, and then held the money in his hand with lightning speed, as if he was afraid that I would regret it, "... Take the thing away." She was happy to have a business, but she didn't know that I was much more excited than her. She picked up the Cizhou kiln plum bottle, turned around, and met Jiang Yan and the others' stunned gaze.

I pulled the corner of my mouth and laughed dryly, not knowing what to say.

Cucumber blinked his eyelashes: "Are you?"

"Damn it!" Jiang Yan slapped her hands against the temples at both ends of the left and right sides, "You didn't hear what we said just now? Why are you buying it? Go back soon!" She ran to me in two steps, and was about to grab my bottle.

"Oh!" I hid to the side: "Be careful! Don't break it!"

Jiang Yan was so angry that she stamped her feet and glared at me with a grudge: "You...I...you...I'm really convinced you!"

Da Jia looked at me speechlessly, and Xiao Jia opened his mouth in surprise: "Isn't plum bottles a high-quality imitation? It is impossible for folk kilns to have official models, and they are also from the Ming Dynasty's signatures. How is it possible? Mirror, you and the Antique City saw a lot of imitations at a glance. It is impossible that you didn't even know this common sense, right?"

Teacher Hao brows gently and said earnestly: "Young man, I don't know what mentality you bought it, but you are Yanyan and Zi'an's classmates. I will say a few more words. If you think it is right, it doesn't matter if it is wrong. Well, most people who play collecting have a mentality of picking up bargains. This is understandable, but you must not be blind. You have to be really leaked to pick it up. Let's say that, I have been struggling in the circle for many years. I dare not say anything else, but I still have some eyesight for porcelain and jade. I can tell you with certainty that this Cizhou kiln plum vase is a high-quality imitation, and it is incomplete and damaged, and it is not worth it." After a pause, he added: "Of course, if you choose it with a purely appreciation attitude, then just pretend I have never said anything."

I was kind enough to remind me that I really couldn't answer too bluntly, and I smiled bitterly without saying a word.

"Look, let's not persuade him." Juzi rolled her eyes: "When I bought jade wool materials from Panjiayuan Qiaodong, didn't Yanyan and Zi'an say more than once that pile of wool materials were not good? What was the result? I would still buy it in the mirror."

"That time, he was lucky! Can it be the same as this time?" Jiang Yan's eyes were so good that she wanted to tear me up: "Mirror, can I call you "Ancestors"? Listen to me and retreat!"

Well, it’s useless to call me dad. How could you get a baby that I finally got?

Perhaps seeing that I was silent, Shen Zi'an curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Sensationalism."

Yes, maybe in the eyes of others, my actions can only be named this?

Twenty minutes later, we all left Dahongmen Bird City and walked to the bus stop.

"Sorry, I couldn't squeeze the car with my stuff, so I took a taxi back first." I asked, "Anyone who went back to Liulichang? You can walk along the way."

Jiang Yan frowned and said, "Are you planning to go there and sell the plum vase?"

"Ahem, it's almost the same."

"You...ah...I don't know what to say about you!"

Shen Zi'an pushed the glasses frame, "Then let's go together, I want to see what a high price a broken imitation can sell."

Teacher Hao shook his head aside.

Finally, we took two taxis, Shen Zi'an, Uncle Hao, Da Jia, Xiao Jia, and I, Jiang Yan, Orange and Cucumber. When we arrived in Liulichang, it was almost six o'clock and we got off the rental. I called my parents first and told them not to go back for dinner at night. Then, I took a few people straight to Juxingzhai where I booked Yuan blue and white cans.

In the room, the fat boss and a middle-aged woman were carrying several bronze ware behind her. It seemed that the block was closed. When he saw me entering the door, he put down his work and said, "Come and get the jar?"

I said yes, and then gently placed the Cizhou kiln flat on the wooden counter, "Look at this thing, I want to exchange it for the Yuan blue and white jar, well, the value should be similar, right?"

The fat boss's little eyes lit up immediately. He walked over, held the plum bottle in his hand and looked around for a few times, nodding repeatedly, but when he glanced at the bottom of the can, his eyes immediately changed. Looking at me, he no longer had the excitement he had before, "...This thing can't be replaced by my Yuan blue and white can."

I explained: "Look at it again, it's actually enough..."

The fat boss interrupted me: "The thing is wrong, it's useless to look at it again."

He walked out of the shop in shame with the plum bottle in his arms, and Shen Zian, Juzi and others looked at me with a "resolute" look.

Teacher Hao said: "Young man, don't worry, as long as you are a little more formal in Beijing, you won't be able to charge you the plum bottle in your hand for more than 3,000 yuan."

What can I say? I said helplessly: "Go to Yurou Pavilion again and ask."

However, when I stood at the door of Yurou Pavilion, I suddenly stopped, touched my nose and thought for a while, and said, "Why do you guys go in first? I have something to do, I will come back in five minutes."

Da Jia asked, "Go to the bathroom? I'll help you hold the plum bottle?"

"No, thank you."

Seeing them walking in, I turned around and began to search on the street. However, the modified and built Liuli Factory was much cleaner than before, and even the traces of stones were rarely seen in every corner. In the end, I picked up a rough-skinned stone from the tree pit on the roadside of Nanxinhua Street, exhaled, and said to myself: "I hope it will be done."

When I returned to Yurou Pavilion, I saw that Teacher Zhen and Pei Yurou had already chatted with Uncle Hao and others.

"Come? Haha, I just saw you at the door and wondered why I didn't go into the house." Teacher Zhen's eyes fell on my chest: "Is this plum vase?"

"Yes, please help me." I didn't know how to use it, so I carefully put the Cizhou Kiln on the counter.

Teacher Zhen nodded, held it in his hand and looked at it over and over again, and there was no special emotional fluctuation on his face.

Among the few people, except for Jiang Yan glanced at the plum wine from time to time, Teacher Hao, Shen Zi'an, Da Jia and Xiaojia and others did not pay attention to the identification situation elsewhere, but discussed the antiques displayed in Yurou Pavilion. Perhaps in their opinion, unless they were a two-knife layman, anyone could tell the authenticity of the Cizhou Kiln? After all, a part of this plum wine was really fake and could not be fake anymore.

Teacher Zhen looked at it very seriously. After about ten minutes, he put down the plum bottle and pondered: "The bottle is broken, so the price is not easy to estimate. Well, we are not outsiders anymore. I want to hear your psychological price."

I thought for a moment, "I want to hide it from you, I urgently need some money. It is definitely not enough to have less than 60,000 yuan, well, you see?"

"Sixty thousand?" Teacher Zhen frowned and looked at the plum bottle. He gently tapped his fingertips on the counter, looking up at me: "...If it is 70,000 or 80,000, I really dare not accept it. I must first inquire about the market, but for 60,000, I can reply to you now, yes, cash or transfer money?"

I exhaled: "Cash."

"What!?"

"Has it been sold?"

Everyone, including Teacher Hao, was stunned.

Shen Zi'an stood up from the chair with a whirlwind: "Impossible!"

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Chapter completed!