Happy Tycoon

　　 "Hi..." As soon as he picked up the bottle, the old man took a breath.

"I said Yangzi, this bottle is obviously a good thing with a wide door! Look at this shape, and then look at the blue and white moire, especially the blue and white moire, there is no halo of porcelain during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. This situation only appeared on the blue and white porcelain of the Qing Dynasty. All this shows that this bottle is a good thing from the Qing Dynasty. Well, the weight is also quite right. The bottle of the folk kiln is not so heavy. Good thing, good thing. !"

　　 When Yang Jing heard these words, he knew that Dad Wang had something in his stomach, otherwise he would never be able to say these words.

　　 It’s just that Yang Jing knows that this old man teaches physics, and he didn't touch antiques at all before. Why hasn't seen him for two years now, this old man knows so much.

　　 Yang Jing stabbed Wang Jiazan next to him, sending a questioning look.

Wang Jiazan immediately understood what Yang Jing wanted to ask, and whispered in Yang Jing's ear: "An old classmate of my dad came to visit him from the south the year before, and the two of them went out that day. As a result, his old classmate He likes antiques, so my dad took him to Panjiayuan. As a result, my dad’s old classmate didn’t find anything, but my dad didn’t understand anything, so he accidentally hit and spent it on a stall. I bought a plate for three hundred yuan, and when I came back, I was palm-eyed. This plate turned out to be a plate of mandarin ducks lying on the feet of a Doucai lotus pond during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty."

　　 Yang Jing's eyes widened when he heard the name.

　　 "No way, the old man's luck is so good? Yongzheng's Doucai plate? That's a good thing, I'm afraid it will cost two million to take out one!"

The old man next to 　　 smiled and took the conversation and said, "The plate I bought is not very good. Some parts are damaged and cannot sell for the price."

The mother Wang on the side also smiled and said, "Don’t listen to this dead old man’s nonsense. Although the plate is damaged, if it is sold, it will cost at least one million. Experts have said that if the plate is well preserved, go on. The number of shots is two million yuan."

Wang Jiazan spread his hands and said, "You know why my dad is so obsessed with porcelain now! People can buy a plate worth more than one million if they don't understand it. If you understand this, who can stop it? Can you stop him? By then, the Qing Dynasty, the Yuan blue and white kilns, and the Song five kilns will all be unable to stop my lovely dad!"

When the old man heard this, he glared at his son and said, "Don’t you tell me something cool? You, I’m just for fun, and I don’t really spend money to go shopping in the market. Why are you so worried? What I am playing now is a kind of communication, a kind of experience, you little kid doesn't understand anything, so I'm just talking nonsense here."

　　Wang Jiazan raised his hands in a surrender gesture and said, "Dad, is it possible for my son to be wrong? You should look at your bottle quickly!"

　　 The old man ignored his son, and continued to look at the bottle with interest.

　　 But when the old man turned the bottle over and looked at the bottom of the bottle, the expression on his face suddenly changed...

　　 "What is this, this, this special thing!" It is enough to make a doctoral supervisor and professor explode, which is enough to show how much damage the old man has done.

　　 Yang Jing saw that the old man wanted to drop the bottle, but he didn't care about any irregularities, so he quickly took the bottle over.

　　 I'm kidding, others don't know what's going on with this bottle, but he knows the reason very well. This is an authentic Qianlong blue and white flower, and it is from an official kiln. When it was taken out, it was sold for five or six million in minutes.

　　 This thing can't be thrown, once it is thrown, the five or six million can be heard...

When Yang Jing took the bottle, the old man realized that he was reckless, and said with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Yang Zi, I'm so sorry, it's really the bottom of the bottle. Uncle, I'm irritated. You said that such a good bottle, how can the bottom of the bottle become that way? This is really satisfying!"

Yang Jing smiled bitterly: "Uncle, now do you know the strangeness of this bottle? This bottle is an old object with a wide open door from every aspect, but the knowledge at the bottom of the bottle denies everything. This bottle is full of contradictions. It is for this reason that I bought this bottle. I also described the situation of this bottle to an elder in my family, and that elder gave me a phone number. After I arrived in Yanjing, I looked for this person and gave him a hand. He might be able to see something."

Dad Wang also nodded thoughtfully and said: "Your bottle is full of contradictions. You say it is a high imitation, maybe the person who makes such an authentic high imitation is definitely a porcelain master, but since It’s a master, how could you make such an obvious mistake? But if you want to say that this bottle is a genuine product~www.readwn.com~The knowledge at the bottom of the bottle is not justified. Alas, a headache!"

After a pause, the old man stood up and walked to the desk, flipped through the drawer, took out a small notebook, and then flipped through the small notebook. Then he said: "Yangzi, if you are fine tomorrow, you Call this phone. The owner of the call is a classmate from my university. When we were in school, although we were not studying a major, our relationship has been maintained very well over the years. Well, the plate I bought last time was for him Palm-eyed."

　　 Yang Jing took the book and was stunned when he saw the phone number on it.

　　 "Why is this number so familiar?" Yang Jing thought, and took out a note from his pocket. It was the phone number he got from Mr. Yang in the morning, and the two phone numbers turned out to be the same.

Wang Jiazan next to 　　 also saw the phone number on the note in Yang Jing's hand. He was surprised and said: "Brother, why do you have Uncle Cai's call?"

　　 "You mean this phone number belongs to your Uncle Cai?"

　　 "Well, it belongs to Uncle Cai Yi Cai. Uncle Cai is now a research librarian in the Palace Museum. He specializes in ancient porcelain. He is a real expert in ancient porcelain. I said Brother Third, how did you know Uncle Cai?"

　　 Yang Jing shook his head and said, "I don't know your Uncle Cai. This number was given to me by my elder. It is probably my elder who knew this Uncle Cai."

Dad Wang next to 　　 patted his forehead and asked, "Yang Zi, is your elder also surnamed Yang?"

Yang Jing nodded, and then Dad Wang said, "That's right! Lao Cai often mentioned to me that one of his elders settled in Tianqu, and his elder was named Yang, if I didn’t guess. If it's wrong, Yang Zi, your elder is the elder from Lao Cai's mouth."