Divine Lucky Star

"Why do I say that the smell is similar," said the second uncle, and he was delighted: "This Zheng Dong likes to listen to stories. Although I am a big boss, I love to praise people! As long as this thing is genuine, then I can take this thing to the sky! Think about it, one who loves to listen to stories and one who loves to fart, and it won't be a hit? So every time this old Zheng buys antiques, he is willing to pull me, otherwise it would be boring to be alone There must be someone on the side, right?"

When he said that, Wang Hao would understand!

To put it bluntly, there are two dumb hats, one is rich and the other is not bad, anyway, it is like, rich, willful, just buy!

"Understood!" Wang Hao grinned: "You mean I will tell him a story then?"

"I mean, let's just go and watch the excitement," the second uncle jokingly said: "At that time, you will see how I chuckle! You have to learn 30% of the fur, and I promise you can give the dead Say it's alive!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Second uncle, do you still have this ability?

When they talked, the two of them reached the ground. It was a purple clay pot specialty store with five gilt characters in the book "Yixing Zisha Workshop".

The two got out of the car. After waiting for a while, the second uncle suddenly looked to the front and smiled: "Hey, Lao Zheng is here!" He hurriedly raised his hands and greeted, "Lao Zheng! This way!"

This is where Principal Zheng is here?

Wang Hao hurriedly saw that President Zheng was dressed in a Tang suit, wearing glasses, holding a wenwan walnut, and smelling a snuff bottle, all the way as an antique lover. He was surrounded by a middle-aged man who was immortal and gentle, and he was no ordinary person at first sight!

"Oh, old Ren, how long has it been?" As soon as Principal Zheng reached the place, he stretched out his hand and shook the second uncle, and then smiled: "Hey, I haven't seen you in a while, your figure has changed, haha!"

"That's necessary," the second uncle greeted the immortal person beside Principal Zheng who was a bit like a reborn Zhuge: "Master Liu! Haha, it's been a long time since I saw you. I see that your style is becoming more refined, and it feels like you want to Yufengxian is gone!"

"Thank you!" When Master Liu heard this, his face was full of pride. This guy really loves to listen to this, he is usually considered a half-practising person, not an ordinary person!

After saying hello, Principal Zheng looked at Wang Hao and said in doubt: "This is..."

"My eldest nephew’s iron buddies, Wang Hao, Wang Ritian, Brother Ritian!" The second uncle gave a thumbs up proudly and introduced to Principal Zheng: "Do you know the "domestic agent" that was on fire the first time? It was him. A masterpiece! My nephew has invested a total of five million yuan, and his dad and I must have lost money together. Guess what? I made more than 30 million yuan! Isn’t it awesome?"

Principal Zheng was dumbfounded: "You wrote the script of "Domestic Agents"?!"

"I cooperated with Teacher Li Fei," Wang Hao scratched his hair a little embarrassedly: "I just made some suggestions."

"That's pretty good too. I watched that play. It was very good!" The more Principal Zheng watched Wang Hao, the more satisfied he was, and he smiled: "Sure enough, it's a hero who grew up in a young age, haha, you can't accept the old!"

"Don't worry!" The second uncle's father obviously hasn't finished saying: "Isn't I also investing in TV dramas? I'm going to this little day, ka ka tearing the script, and slap the **** screenwriter on the spot. Don't dare to put a fart! I changed the script directly, and now I am shooting, I will tell you, just the plot, tut, wait for it to be broadcast, there is no one! I am still playing a heavyweight role in it! "

"Is there such a thing?!" President Zheng was dumbfounded this time: "I heard that the screenwriter is Meng Zenan, a well-known screenwriter in the industry!"

"Is there a bird to use?" The second uncle disdainfully said: "It's not worthy of mentioning shoes with Xiao Ritian! The original name is "Jianghu Swordsman", it sounds like a gangster, low! Xiao Ritian changed, " "Swordsman"! The high-end atmosphere is high-end, this is the ability!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Second uncle, don't say anything, let's say I'm going to heaven!

"Yes, young people are good! There are two chances!" Principal Zheng valued Wang Hao again this time, and then smiled: "It's done, let's not talk about it here. After watching the teapot, there will be time to talk. Let's Is this going in first?"

The second uncle nodded immediately: "Sure! Then let's walk and see what kind of good things this town store treasure is!"

A few people entered the store, and as soon as they entered the door, there were two two-meter-high vases on the left and one on each side. The high-end atmosphere is high-end!

The interior layout of the spacious and stylish Zisha pot shop is also very good. The long strip space has been very well planned. The left and right sides are surrounded by display shelves. The vertical shape is tall and large, plus multi-layer shelf partitions. , It distinguishes the space very well. There are a lot of purple clay pots arranged on the top, which are clear at a glance for customers to choose. All kinds of exquisite styles can be perfectly presented here.

At this time, a young man of about 35 or 6 years old was gently wiping the purple sand pot in his hand. When he saw a few people coming in, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he hurriedly said with a smile: "It was President Zheng. !"

"Well, I'll take a look." Principal Zheng smiled and swayed straight into the room. The young man put down the purple clay pot in his hand and said as he walked: "My master told me about Principal Zheng, he I go out today, and I will probably be back in a while. A few people will sit inside first, and I will prepare tea."

"Go," Principal Zheng waved his hand, and the little student went to boil water and make tea.

When he got inside, Wang Hao looked around. This room was relatively simple. The southeast corner was a pool with a dozen red carps. On the surrounding wall is a bookshelf with dozens of books related to purple clay pots. There are several Buddha belly bamboos planted near the window, which are verdant and very beautiful. In the center of the room is a set of ring-shaped sofas, a coffee table is placed in the middle, and a set of antique-looking purple clay pots are placed on it. Wang Hao secretly counted, one teapot and eight teacups, very bunker.

Apart from other things, just looking at the decoration is really high, the second uncle is right!

"Oh, as expected, Principal Zheng is still of high grade," the second uncle watched as he walked and said: "I heard that it is here that you are not eligible to buy tens of thousands of purple clay pot sets at once! It's amazing, otherwise it's not ordinary! "

Wang Hao: "..."

You really always don’t forget to flatter...

"This set of purple clay pot..." As soon as Principal Zheng sat down, he fixed his eyes on the set of purple clay pot on the coffee table. He carefully picked it up and looked at it, carefully playing with it up and down, inside and out. After a bit of ~www.NovelMTL.com~, he nodded and said, "A good set of Yixing purple clay pots!"

Wang Hao: "..."

I just thought you could tell what the hell, but it was just one sentence...

"Principal Zheng, let me take a look." The immortal Master Liu took the teapot with a smile, and then took a closer look, and stretched out his fingers to touch the inside of the kettle, his expression unpredictable.

Principal Zheng said anxiously: "Master Liu, how about this pot?"

But he didn't want to. Master Liu didn't answer his words first. Instead, he took the pot in front of Wang Hao and asked with a smile, "How does this little brother think of this pot?"

"This pot..." Wang Hao looked up and down, left and right, then shook his head: "It's normal."

As soon as Master Liu heard this, he immediately laughed and said: "Sure enough, children can be taught! If the little brother is interested, the old man can give some pointers."

Wang Hao: "..."

This master feels good about himself...

"Huh, is this pot fake?" President Zheng hurriedly asked when he heard Master Liu's words, "Is it a chronological fake or a whole fake?"

"It's all fake," Master Liu squinted slightly and shook his head and said, "Principal Zheng, look here first. The bottom of this pot is not perfectly round. Although it is stable on the table, it is in the center of the bottom. But it’s somewhat raised and not so flat. Look at the inside of the pot, although it has tea stains, it looks like it was soaked in a long time, and the bottom of the lake is engraved with the words Liang Xiaoyu, but it’s a pity. Just because of these three words, it is enough to prove that this set of purple clay pots is fake!"

"Master Liu really learned to be rich in five cars!" When the second uncle heard that Master Liu said that this set of purple clay pots was fake, his eyes were bright like light bulbs, and he asked: "Dare to ask Master Liu, why are there these three on the bottom of the pot? Word, so it means this pot is fake?"