One billion years of longevity

"Mr. Yang, just now, I don't seem to listen to it ... Can you say it again?"

He looked at Yang Zhen and trembled his mouth.

Yang Zhen is not tired of opening up.

"I have a Song Dynasty kiln day blue pen washing, but I have to sell it. But I don't know, do you still accept it?"

"Receive!"

Zeng Xi took a deep breath, holding the table to bite his teeth: "I have said before, but all the treasures, the authenticity! If the building is not mistaken! Just ..."

It took a meal, he trembled his voice again: "Mr. Yang is doing jokes, and the kiln is not a common man to have. And, the market is a lot of fakes, it is like a sea shelf, which can be encountered I don't know this time ... "

He said this while talking to Yang Zhen.

In the case of the black small bowl of Yang You 's hand.

"Ok?"

I saw this bowl, I got my eyes, said a word: "Is this not a fake kiln in the hand of Chen? How did you go to your hand?"

"Have you seen it?" Yang Zhen listened, can not help but pick it.

Zeng Cheng's face, it became cold, and the excitement of the face was full, and it disappeared.

"This fake, was taken by Chen Ergun to the market. I have sold many times. The lowest price has been opened to three thousand pieces, no one wants. I have seen it once before, this kind of thing is a look I can recognize the fakes, and the old processes are extremely poor, typical is used to pit new people. "

After saying this, I have seen Yang Zhen at a look: "With your eyes, shouldn't you put this? How much is you bought?"

"300,000." Yang Zhe said.

"Hey!"

I couldn't help my '' : "Xiao brother, don't blame me, your sale is really worthwhile, half a night's profits are put in, you don't have to worry. But everything is ate The market people, it will be very good, and there is always a look. You will take a long time. "

"Ha ha."

Yang Zhen listened, but not angry, just passed the bowl in his hand, said: "Yang felt, this is a rare real thing. Do you want, you will take a closer look?"

"The young man is the heart and arrogance, not to die. I will look at it again, give you a fake."

I have listened to it, and I have been in the past, and I took the posture of the late generation in a long-term teacher.

"The kiln is extremely beautiful in the sky, the extreme color will be, but what has been there?"

Zeng Fu and turned over the bowl and pointed to the bottom of the bowl.

"Here, there is also the traces of the corruption of vine acid, doing old techniques, and you will know. There is also these three breakpoints, and I will imitate the Song Dynasty burning craft ..."

When it comes to it, I have gradually sinking, and I will eventually disappear.

And his look is very strange to calm down, and crack these breakpoints, put it carefully in front of you.

Yang Zhen met, raised his hand from autumn, took a cup of tea, and slowly drinking tea.

The gap that was seen was, is the common molding of mud mold tires when the Song Dynasty is birder. The naked eye is to be a three breakpoints of the silk.

If you are fine, if you are fine, you can see the embryo norm in it.

It is precisely a little embryo, attracting the attention of Zeng, wrinkled, smashed his face, took out a big holiday from his arms, and started carefully, detailed.

This time, I have seen it for a while, and his forehead has already seen the sweat.

And when he fell carefully, put it in his hand and played a few points in his hand, and heard the crisp of this bowl, and faintly faintly trembled with the special trembling of the tone of the stone, the face suddenly changed.

"This bowl, is it really a Song Dynasty?" Zeng Zhu shake his lips and glanced at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen is slowly drinking tea until the tea in the cup, and when you drink it, you have to see it.

"The black surface of this bowl is not it originally color, but ink ink dyed. It only needs a bottle of high concentration alcohol, wiped fine with a hot towel, and it can restore the color."

"fast!"

Zeng Xijun squatted toward the maid: "Let's take a bottle of wine, whether it is Maotai or Wuliang!

The autumn can listen, and hurry to take the wine. Not much, there are two bottles of flying Maotai.

Zeng Chengn into the mouth, directly put the wine on this black bowl, and immediately wipe it with the sleeves.

I saw the place where he wiped, the black, and the black, I lost a lot, revealing the faint blue sky with rain.

" !"

At this point, I am surprised, it is hi, and my face is more intimate.

"Mr. Yang, this ... this is a clearly worthy of the Song Dynasty kiln brass, how can it be intentionally doing? Make this fake?"

He looked at the waist, lowered his head, and his face was sincere, but it was a kind of auxiliary model of a teacher.

Yang Zhen saw, only smiled slightly.

According to Chen Erdog, this matter is the three generations of their ancestors. According to this, this thing is a fake in the Republic of China. And that year, the people did not talk about the music, the soldiers and horses! Add, smoking people, The victims don't know the matter. Maybe it is Chen Erguo ancestors, it is for the heart of protection, it will be on this truth. "

At this point, I wake up when I became a big leg.

"The gentleman is very! In that year, because of this reason, the fake person is not a few. Unfortunately, such a rare treasure, actually in Shen Yu Town Yang ancient playing market for decades. If it is not today, I don't know when this treasure is still Refers to the day! "Zeng became a feeling.

Yang Zhen listened, smiled slightly, but he did not speak.

Because Yang Zhen certainly will not tell him, this thing is really unstruthful with Yang Zhen.

More than a thousand years ago, Yang Zhen used to take the wine with Yue Fei. After the wine, Yue Fei Zhuangzhi is born, and the article is a "full of Jianghong" in Huaxia!

At the time, I was responsible for the transcription of this poem on the side.

This pen is washed, that is, Yang Zhen uses.

Because of this, even if it is just a glimpse of the casino, even if this object is being deliberately fake, Yang Zhen also recognized this thing.

This will make Yang Zhen temporarily and stepped into the casino.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, Yang Zhen will get involved in that place?

"Unfortunately, Yue Fei will be harmful to the villain! This pen is washed, and he witnessed the ambient pride of his Central Plains. He also witnessed that he was killed by a small person."

Looking at the crystal clear, the green kiln pen washing, and Yang Zhen can't shook his head, and his face revealed a very rare emotion.

"Angered to rush, take the rain, .. Lift your eyes, Yang Tianzhu, strong and fierce. Thirty mensimono and soil, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moon. Mo is idle, white teenager, empty sad."

"Jing He is shameful, it is not snow. Chen Zi hated, when to die. Drive long car, built Helan Mountain lacking. Zhuangzhi Huunzihu Yu meat, smile and throw away Hung. Treat from the head, clean up the old mountain river, Chaotian."