Chapter 3: Hiding the Beautiful Little One in the Golden House (Three)

"Customer, are you buying it or not?" The porcelain vendor became impatient when he saw Zhu Yinglong's clothes appearing to be insane.

"Just your broken porcelain, my master still..." Before Xu Yingyuan finished speaking, Zhu Yinglong heard the word "buy" in his mouth, which scared him so much that he quickly shook his words back.

When the vendor heard that the customer wanted to "buy", he immediately smiled and happily wrapped a pair of inferior blue and white porcelain vases and handed them to Xu Yingyuan, who was following the sergeant.

"One hundred cents!" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Yinglong's mouth.

Xu Yingyuan took the porcelain bottle and heard this, he was happy. It turned out that the master was not confused. He smiled and took out a piece of silver, slapped the vendor's hand, and said generously: "Don't look for it, the rest of you will be rewarded with you!"

"Customer, you have said that this pair of blue and white porcelain vases is 100 taels. You are just kidding me, Yan Xiaoliu!" The vendor's face suddenly changed, staring at Zhu Yinglong, and a fierce light shot out in his eyes. It turns out that this porcelain vendor is still a personal character.

I saw the excitement here next to me, and in a moment, a group of people came around.

The porcelain dealer Yan Xiaoliu saw that there were many people gathered. Although the three people they faced might be of some origin, what could they do to themselves in broad daylight? As many people watched, Yan Xiaoliu's courage suddenly became much stronger. To talk about the current public security in Beijing, under the governance of Shi Kefa, it can be seen that the three boys did not pick up the remains of the road and did not close their doors at night. Where did the three boys dare to make trouble on the ground in the capital? They were tired of living.

Yan Xiaoliu was originally a domineering on this street. Since Shi Kefa became the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, he has severely cracked down on these gangsters who are evil. The capital is already mixed with dragons and snakes. Although Yan Xiaoliu has a few brothers under his command, he has no tough backstage and naturally became the focus of the government office. The people do not fight with the officials. Even the bigger gangs respect the government and stay away from him. He does not know himself. After several times, although the matter is not big, he let the government spend all his money and his brothers disperse. It is not easy to understand the reason why the people do not fight with the officials (I actually understood before, but unfortunately I didn't have eyes, and I think that the officials in the world are not as black as crows.) I have tinkered with some inferior porcelain and made a living. After a few days of setting up a stall, the business was not done. It was about to be stopped. Finally, a fat sheep came. He slaughtered it today.

Zhou Huaian knew a lot about Yan Xiaoliu. He was ordered to collect information in Beijing. When he was the shopkeeper of Xinyuan Teahouse, he had investigated all the famous figures in Beijing. Yan Xiaoliu was naturally among them. However, in order to hide his identity, Zhou Huaian has always been very low-key. Yan Xiaoliu did not know him, but he knew Yan Xiaoliu. He rushed forward and whispered to Zhu Yinglong's ear to briefly tell Yan Xiaoliu's origin, so he knew him.

"Friends, let's see, this is a top-notch blue and white porcelain, from Jingdezhen official kiln, fifty taels per piece. The price is everywhere in Beijing. These three people clearly agreed to have two vases of one hundred taels of silver, but now they only give this little silver. It's like taking away my vases. You can judge me Yan Xiaoliu. Is this the law of the king of heaven?" Yan Xiaoliu pointed to the pair of inferior blue and white porcelain vases held in Xu Yingyuan's arms, and shouted loudly to the people around him. It's a pity that many people watching the show and fewer people stand up to the unfairness.

After listening to Zhou Huaian's introduction, Zhu Yinglong felt confident. If a dignified king of a country could not even deal with a scoundrel fight that would make unreasonable troubles, raising prices arbitrarily, and using inferior products as good ones, and deceive customers, how can he have any face?

"Boss Yan, do you say that your pair of blue and white porcelain vases were produced by Jingdezhen official kiln?" Although Zhu Yinglong was not good at antiques and would not deliberately pay attention to these things, he still knew one thing. Being a yy author would have to learn everything. Antique knowledge is one of them, especially the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty, which is a world-famous thing hundreds of years later. A small blue and white porcelain bowl can be worth tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan. On blue and white porcelain, use it to write,

The signatures that indicate the age of the porcelain firing method are called the date of the porcelain. They are usually on the bottom of the porcelain. The pair of blue and white porcelain he bought just now are mostly smuggled out of the kiln because they are defective. The bottom of the blue and white porcelain vase is white and clean. Although it is good for blue and white porcelain, it is not only not genuine, but also a defective product. If you are this vendor, at least you have to ask someone to forge it. In this way, those who are stupid and not garbage will come out to sell it. It will be a ghost if you can sell it!

"Of course!" Yan Xiaoliu said proudly. Although his blue and white porcelain is a defective product, it really comes from Jingdezhen, so he answered with great confidence.

Zhu Yinglong nodded and continued to ask, "I wonder which craft do the pair of porcelain bottles I bought come from?"

"Of course it's the official kiln!"

"I wonder which company is the presided over the blue and white porcelain official kiln in the imperial court now?" Zhu Yinglong asked with a smile.

"Of course I know this. It's the Bo family. The Bo family has been the Blue and White Official Kiln in Jingdezhen for a hundred years. Since I, Yan Xiaoliu, is engaged in the blue and white porcelain business, how could I not know?" Yan Xiaoliu's proud road thought he had the upper hand, and the people who surrounded him pointed at him, mostly saying that Yan Xiaoliu was right.

Zhu Yinglong nodded with a smile and said, "Then, Boss Yan, who did the blue and white porcelain goods for you were given to you by the Bo family?"

"Oh, what does this have to do with you?" Yan Xiaoliu rolled his eyes and stared at Zhu Yinglong and asked.

"Hehe, Boss Yan, do you know that every piece of blue and white porcelain in this blue and white porcelain official kiln must be registered for the kiln. Your blue and white porcelain has neither the date nor the "coloured sticks", and it is simply inferior products from private kilns. I didn't want to worry about you, just think that I had bought it. The price of this pair of porcelain bottles is already high enough. I didn't expect you to cheat someone, so I can't blame me. This is what you asked for!"

After this round, the onlookers knew what was going on, and they almost became accomplice of Yan Xiaoliu's blackmailing others. Yan Xiaoliu was not good at character, but now anyone who looked at Yan Xiaoliu had a sense of contempt and disdain.

Yan Xiaoliu vomited blood in anger. He thought he was a rich guy who was a prodigal family, but he didn't expect that he was a wise man. Since you understand this business, why are you provoking me? He was so angry that he suddenly became brave and jumped up. He grabbed Zhu Yinglong's sleeve and said viciously: "Damn it, boy, who would buy my blue and white porcelain after you say that? You might as well take away the porcelain here for 100 taels, or you should put down 100 taels of silver and go there, and you will choose two ways!"

"Bold, Yan Xiaoliu, what do you want to do in broad daylight?" Zhu Yinglong was caught by Yan Xiaoliu in surprise. When Xu Yingyuan and Zhou Huaian saw it, their souls suddenly emerged, rushed forward and shouted sternly.

It was definitely an accident. Zhu Yinglong just wanted to teach this cheating Yan Xiaoliu a lesson. He didn't expect that Yan Xiaoliu was so bold that he actually took him as a hostage on the street and forced himself to ask for money. He never expected that he would encounter such a misunderstanding once after leaving the palace. The dignified king of a country was actually held hostage on the street, which was enough to be featured by historians.

"Yan Xiaoliu, please let me go, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life." Zhu Yinglong could not act too cowardly in front of the people, and calmly faced Yan Xiaoliu.

"Damn, I'm almost forced by the government to go to the end. I finally found a small business to do it. I didn't expect that no one would visit me in a few days. Today I'm unlucky. I'll let you go!" Yan Xiaoliu had already made his promise. The Ming Dynasty was so vast that I couldn't live wherever I had the money.

Xu Yingyuan's face turned pale in an anxious mood. If this emperor had to have a few shortcomings, he would not be able to survive.

"Old Zhou, do you have any money on you? Just give it to him. I will exchange it for you first." Xu Yingyuan begged Zhou Huaian almost in a crying voice.

The people around were also frightened by this sudden change and retreated, and made way for Yan Xiaoliu to come.
Chapter completed!