National Hand Medicine

Chapter 125: In Kawachiraku (1)
Things like this happen every day in Panjiayuan.

However, there is such a rule in the antique circle that whether something is good or bad depends only on the eyesight. If you didn’t read it properly at the time and mistakenly thought it was real, and after the final appraisal, it was found that the thing was actually fake, then you can’t make trouble with the seller. , This is called one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, when the time comes, there is no choice but to admit death.

If you have to make trouble, then I'm sorry, just don't hang out in this circle!
Therefore, in the antique circle, no matter how ruthless and cunning a person is, they must abide by the rules of the antique circle, otherwise, there will be more powerful people to clean him up and teach him what is called rules.

Well, the topic is getting far away, and the eyes are on Su He and Song Yunmo again.

Su He followed her master Lin Xuanqing for so many years, and every time she came to a city, she always liked to go to the antique street there. Of course, at that time, under Lin Xuanqing's instructions, she just had a look, as a study, and didn't know She really went to buy it, but now, she plans to collect a few good things to enrich her villa.

In the past, her habit of visiting antique streets was that she seldom went to antique shops, but lingered in these small stalls. She also liked to watch the bargaining between buyers and vendors, and she thought it was the most interesting part.

Visiting Panjiayuan now is no exception.

After walking not far, she picked a small stall and squatted down in front of it.

"Hey! Miss looking at things? Want something? I have everything here!" The peddler, who had never done business, immediately greeted Su He enthusiastically after seeing Su He squatting down.

During the greeting, he did not forget to look at the clothes of the two people - the woman was not badly dressed, and her temperament was not ordinary. Although the man's clothes were of unknown brand, the tailoring and fabric were obviously different. In general, it is obvious that those so-called masters have custom-made clothes, and they must be worth a lot.

Hmm...it looks like today is off to a good start!The peddler narrowed his eyes contentedly.

"Well, how much is this?" Su He picked up a snuff bottle and asked the price.

The peddler immediately showed a surprised expression: "Ah! You mean this! Miss, you have such a good eye! This is the work of Ma Shaoxuan! Does Ma Shaoxuan know? One of his snuff bottles was sold for 300 million Hong Kong dollars in Hong Kong." I'm cheap, only 3 yuan!" The peddler spread his hands, as if you had taken advantage of it.

"Ma Shaoxuan's snuff bottle?" Su He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Of course! Ma Shaoxuan is a master of inner painting pots! There are very few domestic products now! Little girl, I sold it to you at such a cheap price because I saw that you and I were destined..." The peddler opened his mouth and bragged, Even the dead can be said to be alive, not to mention the snuff bottle in Su He's hand.

In fact, you don't need to look at it at all, Su He will know when he touches it - is this snuff bottle made by Ma Shaoxuan?of course not!It's just a modern imitation, with rough workmanship, just throw it in the soil and bury it to make it old.

Su He shook his head, put down the snuff bottle, and picked up another jade cicada.

The peddler's interest remained undiminished, and he boasted again: "Hey, little girl, you are really lucky. You can pick up anything so extraordinary. This is a jade cicada from the Han Dynasty. Do you know that Han Badao? That's how it was carved. Doesn’t my jade cicada look very majestic?”

Su He is speechless—returning the jade cicada of the Han Dynasty?It’s great to be able to go to the Republic of China!
She didn't speak directly to the hawker, but put down the "Han Dynasty Jade Chan" which was not even jade, and picked up a chicken bowl cup on the other side of the stall.

The peddler didn't see Su He's face at all, and he was still boasting: "Tsk tsk, the little girl really has extraordinary eyesight. This chicken cup is from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. Ming Chenghua Doucai chicken cup! Don't look at it dirty Damn, after washing it is called a beautiful..."

Su He finally couldn't stand the peddler's noise anymore, she put down the so-called "Mingchenghua Doucai Chicken Crock Cup" in her hand, looked up at the peddler, with a bit of sarcasm in the smile on her face——

"Ma Shaoxuan's snuff bottle, Han Dynasty jade cicada, and Ming Chenghua Doucai chicken bowl cup, it seems that boss, your things here are all treasures, and any one of them can cost tens of millions!"

If these things were really what this peddler claimed, would he still set up a stall in Panjiayuan's shed area to sell things?I sold these things not long ago, and went to live in a villa and drive a sports car to meet beautiful women!
The sarcasm in her speech is not without obvious, anyone can hear it.

The hawker is naturally no exception. When Su He said this, he smiled embarrassingly, and knew that he was exaggerating a bit too much. He just wanted to exaggerate better, and fooled this seemingly innocent girl. Student, it seems that this female student should still know something, so it's not easy to fool her.

He touched his nose and stopped talking.

Su Hezai carefully looked at everything on the stall, but he didn't find a single item in better condition. The old items that opened the door were all new imitations, or imitations from the period of the Republic of China, and they didn't look very good. The workmanship is very rough.

In the end, Su He finally set her eyes on the plate she squatted down for. The plate was placed at the peddler's feet, casually thrown on top of a pile of ancient coins.The plate was covered with dirt and dirty, and it was almost unrecognizable.

"Boss, what's the price of this plate?" Su He picked up the plate that was placed on the pile of ancient coins.

Seeing that Su He finally had the desire to buy something, the peddler immediately cheered up, but when he saw what Su He was holding in his hand, there was still a look of disappointment in his eyes. He thought she could get something better ...

However, he took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and pointed to the plate in Su He's hand with a happy expression, "This plate is an old thing from the Qing Dynasty, and the price is not expensive, only [-]!"

In fact, the price he originally set was only [-]. Maybe he would sell it if someone else gave it [-]. But now he has finally met a fat sheep.

Su He was too lazy to talk to him, and rolled his eyes directly: "Why don't you grab it? If it was really something from the Qing Dynasty, would you just throw it here so casually? You don't have any good things in this stall at all. The so-called Ma Shaoxuan snuff bottle you just mentioned is just a modern imitation. It has been buried in the soil for a period of time to make it look like it was unearthed. The jade cicada of the Han Dynasty was carved from stone and is worthless at all. What other so-called Ming Chenghua fighting color chicken cup, the color on it is called a mess, where is there a little Ming Chenghua characteristic?"

Su He crackled a lot, and directly explained the origin of all the things here, which made the peddler dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)