Rebirth of the Genius Charlatan

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  The back alley of Qingshi Antique Street is connected to Temple Street. It is usually lively, and there are a lot of people to go shopping on weekends. There are students from middle school and university to middle-aged and elderly people on this street. Because in the street stalls, in addition to some antiques that are unclear, there are also a lot of handicrafts, all of which are antique styles, and they are not expensive, and they are very popular among young people.

  On the left of the street is a stall with small handicraft ornaments, and on the right is a stall with antiques. Generally speaking, young people walk on the left, and elderly middle-aged people and elderly people walking leisurely walk on the right. So when you enter this street, if you look at the whole street from the streets and alleys, you will find this very interesting scene. .

   Therefore, when Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin walked to the right, the two of them appeared a little conspicuous on this street.

  The appearance of the two is more eye-catching, if only Xia Shao is alone. Her temperament is quiet and elegant, she is not very noticeable at first glance, and the longer she looks at it, the more charming and unforgettable. But Xu Tianyin is different. He has a lonely temperament. He wears a black suit and looks more vigorous. Standing in the crowd is like a lone wolf suddenly standing out in the crowd, with cold eyes, ready to go. , The breath is dangerous and fatal. Even if he is not interested in people, he can't stop his powerful aura. Therefore, as soon as the two appeared in the streets, they caused a slight commotion.

  The girls holding small pendants in front of the handicraft stand looked at them, screaming together in surprise, and looking at them frequently.

  Xu Tianyin couldn't see them, he only lowered his head, his eyes kept following the girl in front of him.

  Xia Shao was already lowering her head, focusing on the dense stalls in front of her.

  She hasn’t been there since she missed the Yuan blue and white market at the Dongshi Antique Market. After all, when Furuixiang first opened, everyone knew that the blue and white plate was genuine. She picked up the plate from the stall at first. It is estimated that she will go there again, and those stall owners will not easily sell the things she fancy. Up.

  Moreover, even though there are rules in the antiques business, each of them eats with their eyesight, and if they are sold or bought fakes, they can only admit it. But you should know that the Yuan Qinghua was sold for a sky-high price of 100 million yuan at the auction. Whoever sells such a large piece will feel uncomfortable. If Zhao Mingjun, the stall owner who had lost the blue and white market, saw Xia Shao again, he probably didn't know much about it. Therefore, Xia Shao didn't just hang around, which made people feel uncomfortable.

  Counting time like this, from last year to now, she hasn't visited the antique stall for more than a year. As soon as she entered the alley today, she hooked up her addiction, and it was inevitable that she was a little excited.

Xia Shao wore a small white cotton coat today, with a fluffy collar, a light pink scarf around her neck, her chin melted into it, her cheeks lined with a round and thin powder were pitiful, especially her eyes at the moment. Shiny, with a slight smile, a bit delicate and pretty.

She fell into the eyes of the man behind her with excitement, his gaze was faint and soft, and then he stretched out his hand and silently took her hand over, as if afraid that she would run away if she got excited, and then followed her behind, letting him go. She pulled slowly through the crowd.

  Xia Shao walked a dozen or so stalls in a row, suddenly staring at a stall in front of her, her eyes lit up, showing a look she liked.

  I saw an elegant vase on the stall in front. This vase is a type of famille rose porcelain, which is a variety of overglaze. It is painted on the glaze surface of the burnt plain ware and then fired in the kiln.

  Fancai porcelain was fired in Jingdezhen as early as the late Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. It was very delicate during the Yongzheng period, and reached its peak during the Qianlong period. It has been fired until now.

  The famille rose vase Xia Shao admired was white glaze all over, with a straight mouth, a straight neck, a plump and round abdomen, and a particularly lovely shape. More elegantly, there is a peach tree painted on the whole body, with nine flat peaches of different sizes on the branches. The flat peach tips are slightly powdered, which is really beautiful, and there is a cluster of roses next to the peach tree. , The whole bottle looks elegant and pleasant.

  Xia Shaoyuan was still thinking about buying a vase back to the dormitory today. Before thinking about it, I ran into this one. It has a light and elegant charm, and it is really flattering.

   "Like?" Xu Tianyin's voice came from behind, and it was obvious where Xia Shao's eyes fell.

  Xia Shao smiled, turned around and said: "Let's take a look."

  However, when the two were still two steps away from the stall, the two elderly people came across from each other, and it was obvious that one person brought Ling and the other person over. As soon as he arrived at the stall, he said cheerfully: "Lao Yu, please help me with my palms and look at the celestial bottle with the pink peach pattern!"

  The old man surnamed Yu came over, squatted on the ground, picked up the vase carefully and began to take a closer look.

  The rule of the antiques line is to look at the first one. When others start, the latecomers can only wait for the former to be optimistic, put it on the ground, and then take it away.

  Xia Shao saw that he was a step late and was not in a hurry, so he stood beside the old man, and followed the bottle closely. Upon seeing it, Xia Shao couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.

The bottom of this vase is written with blue and white "Dai Qing Qianlong Years" six-character official script, and the painting is meticulous, the level is clear, and the rendering techniques are very thick and mature. Old branches and new shoots are very delicate!

  Xia Shao’s eyes brightened-this is enough to be called a high imitation! If you take it to the craft shop, the value is also good! Of course, it's a little bit mixed up on the floor stalls of this antique market.

The two old men were obviously not sure. The old man looked at it for a long time and nodded, but his tone was not sure, "This drawing method, composition, and shape really look like Qianlong's reign, if it's really Qianlong. The annual system is worth the money..."

"Right?" The old man next to him also pointed to him excitedly, "Lao Yu, look at this, there is a very light green glaze on the sole and inside of this bottle, you look at the light, the glaze is extremely The small wrinkles are just like the ripples on the surface of the water! The characteristics of the green and green background really resemble something from the Qianlong period!"

Old Yu looked at the light, "hissed", and slowly nodded, but his brows wrinkled even more, curled his lips, and shook his head. It's not practical! I can't make sure, I advise you to relax too, lest you get slapped and take medicine."

  Blowing eyes and taking medicine, in the terminology of antiques, they all mean looking away and spending money on experience to buy lessons.

  "But..." The old man obviously didn't want to give up.

  "They are also half-toned, what do they know!" Yu Lao said, shaking his head, looking up at the stall owner, "Young man, can you tell me the origin of this object?"

Xia Shao followed Yu Lao’s gaze and looked at the stall owner. The stall owner was quite young, only twenty-five or sixteen years old, of medium stature, fairly strong, with a dark complexion and serious expression. , Unsmiling. But Xia Shao's gaze fixed on his face, but he was slightly taken aback.

  The stall owner can vaguely see the sadness between his eyebrows. The left lunar corner of the sun and moon collapses slightly, his father is no longer alive, and his mother is also ill.

  When he saw the old question about the origin of the bottle, he didn't say much, and said succinctly: "I received it from the old farmer's house in the country."

  When he said this, the two old men looked at each other, their expressions were a bit uncertain. Generally speaking, in order to be able to fool around with the objects on the stalls, some hawkers will make up the story with great effort and elaborate on how the objects are hard-earned. But this young man is succinct. If he speaks in such a way, he must be careful. He said that, it is not easy to make judgments.

  Yu Lao carefully put the pastel vase in place, got up and took two steps back, curled his mouth and shook his head, "Let's take a look again."

   "Or I'll call Lao Sun and Lao Qi over."

The two old men discussed, Xia Shao saw that Yu Lao had left her hand, she squatted down, took the bottle in her hand, looked down and smiled, and looked at it carefully. This simple and elegant pattern fits her eyes very well, and it is very beautiful to put it in the dormitory for flower arrangement.

  Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Shao squatted down, the stall owner actually spoke.

But instead of telling Xia Shao, he said to Xu Tianyin: "Mr., this lady is your girlfriend, right? You two match well. Buy this vase for your girlfriend, as long as you are willing to follow I hold hands and discuss the price, and I promise that the price is fair and will never cheat you."

  Xu Tianyin rarely looks at people, but nodded at the man, looking like he really wanted to make a price with him.

  Xia Shao squatted on the ground and looked up, looking depressed to see the stall owner. The two old people just watched for so long, and he didn't persuade people to buy them. Why did he start to fool Xu Tianyin when she saw it? Could it be possible that she and the senior brother had the words "Fucked" on their faces?

  Xu Tianyin has no eyesight for antiques. He doesn't have the eyes of Xia Shao. He can only feel auspicious or evil objects based on his own cultivation. He can't tell whether the others are genuine or fake. But he doesn't care, as long as she likes it.

Seeing that Xu Tianyin really wanted to discuss the price with the stall owner's handle, Xia Shao put down the vase and stood up and said, "Wait. Want to discuss the price? I'll discuss it with you."

In the antique industry, except for those fake things, the seller and the buyer are basically in the public to discuss the price. The two people rely on sleeves or take a piece of cloth to cover up, and use gestures to bargain. How much is the price? Only the buyer and seller know about the transaction.

  But people who know this way of holding hands are either insiders or someone with some knowledge. The stall owner sees Xu Tianyin's extraordinary temperament, and at first glance he is not an ordinary citizen, so he asked Xu Tianyin. Unexpectedly, the girl squatting on the ground looking at the vase actually opened her mouth, which caused the stall owner to be stunned.

The two old men beside    didn't leave at all. Seeing Xia Shao squatted down and looked at the vase, he stopped. The old man who was interested in this vase looked a little worried when he saw that the stall owner took the initiative to discuss the price with others. But just now the two of them couldn't let it go, so it was useless to be anxious at this time, so they could only stand aside and watch.

  The two were also a little surprised that Xia Shao knew how to handle the hands. When the girl just stood aside, she felt like a very peaceful child, but she didn't expect to understand this.

  At this time, Xia Shao had stood up, and her temperament changed immediately when she stood up. There is a small smile on his lips, his eyebrows are quiet, and he is sure of everything.

  This could not help but stunned the two old people and the young stall owner.

  But at this time Xia Shao had already stretched out his hand, and the stall owner had to stretch out his hand. It was winter, they were all wearing cotton-padded clothes, and there was enough space in the sleeves, so they didn't use cloth to cover them. The two of them only drew their hands in their sleeves and started bargaining.

  When the handle price is discussed, each finger represents a different price. In the antique industry, in general, the thumb represents one million, the index finger represents one hundred thousand, the **** represents ten thousand, the ring finger represents a thousand, and the little finger represents a hundred.

  As soon as the stall owner reached out, he tapped Xia Shao with his index finger, and Xia Shao raised his eyebrows.

  One hundred thousand? He really took them as a fool!

  She smiled and tapped the person with her ring finger.

one thousand! Not too much. It depends on the price given in the case of high imitation of painting techniques and other aspects.

  The person frowned obviously, presumably because the psychological gap was too great, and his eyes were a little angry, and he reluctantly offered another price, lowering the price to 80,000.

  Xia Shao shook his head and smiled, secretly saying that this person is really unwilling to give up. She simply dropped the price by another two hundred, to eight hundred. Then he touched the person with his thumb to indicate the final bid and no further discussion.

  The other person’s eyes became more angry, so he put his hands down, his face was frosty, and said: "Forget it, I don't think you want it."

"I think you don't want to sell it." Xia Shao smiled, originally thinking that this person had a seriously ill mother, and the price she gave was not low, but this person obviously wanted to corrupt her, so she didn't need it. Become this philanthropist. In the antiques industry, although they rely on their own eyesight to feed, this person wants to sell to them, obviously because they think they should be laymen and blackmail them as a fool. This nature is different. If Xu Tianyin was holding hands with this person just now to discuss the price, Xia Shao believed that he would not make a counteroffer at all.

  How does this work? Xia Shao would never let Xu Tianyin spend this kind of wronged money.

  Xia Shao had a smile on her face, but her tone was a cold snort, and the two old men who looked aside looked suspicious.

   Hiss! Look like this...what? Something is wrong?

  Xia Shao didn't say it straight. After all, it is against the rules to tell other buyers that the things of others are true or false. But she didn't plan to ask for it anymore. Anyway, there are vases everywhere, so just look elsewhere.

  She pulled Xu Tianyin and left, but the stall owner at the stall next to him had been staring at Xia Shao since just now. He looked more and more suspicious, until he saw Xia Shao leaving, he said: "You...I look at you a little familiar..."

  Xia Shao was taken aback and stopped.

  The man suddenly raised his head and pointed to Xia Shao, "Oh! I can see it! Mr. Xia of Furuixiang! Right?"

When Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin entered this alley, they had attracted the attention of many people. The bargaining with the handle just now, and the unpleasant atmosphere with the stall owner has long attracted some people, and a lot of people have gathered around this time. People, when they heard what the stall owner said, everyone looked at Xia Shao in amazement!

  "Fu Ruixiang? China?"

  "Huaxia's chairman? That young girl?"

   "Huh? Don't say it! It's really like it! It's a little different from what I saw on TV, but if you look closely..."

  "Little girl, are you really President Xia of China Group?"

  The people behind them got together more and more. Many people were excited, but the two old people and the stall owner beside them were shocked. Anyone who is interested in antique collection, or people in this industry, does not know Furuixiang. Its rise is a legendary existence. After the summer auction, there are various versions circulating on the streets.

  And this person who often talks with gusto after eating after this summer, actually stood in front of them?

  Everyone has the psychology of chasing celebrities, and Xia Shao is indeed a celebrity in the mall because of her age and deeds.

Since    was recognized, Xia Shao didn't pretend to conceal it. Anyway, Furuixiang opened a shop on the street nearby. Whether it was a colleague in an antique shop or a colleague of these training stalls, you must know each other sooner or later.

   Seeing she nodded and admitted, the crowd screamed, boiling!

  "Fruixiang’s President Xia! China’s Chairman! It’s true!"

   "Oh! This age is too young, he looks like my kid!"

   "I heard that I started from scratch! It's so promising!"

  The crowd was lively and lively, and the stall owners at the stall next to it took the initiative to shook hands with Xia Shao enthusiastically.

   "President Xia, I heard that when Furuixiang opened a dinner, you were invited to entertain your counterparts from the Antiques Guild and identified an old imitation Xuande porcelain on the spot. He has a very unique vision!"

   "Yes, President Xia. It's a pity that we didn't have the chance to go, and we didn't have this chance to learn, haha."

  It is inevitable that these people have a close meaning, Xia Shao just nodded and shook hands with everyone and smiled. At this time, the stall owner of the stall that was discussing the price with Xia Shao frowned, with a slightly angry expression in his eyes, "Mr. Xia, since you are a companion, what do you mean by coming to my stall?"

  As soon as the words came out, the lively atmosphere in front of the booth changed, and the voice of the crowd slowly fell silent.

  Since ancient times, peers have been enemies. Although it is said that there are guilds in the antique industry, when peers have an eye for communication, they are different from other industries. But unless it is an invitation from a peer, it is true that there are basically very few people who silently go to other people's booths to see things. This inevitably means a bit of wanting to pick up peers.

And Xia Shao started with the Yuan blue and white market. I don’t know how many times this TV newspaper has reported it. Experts even take this blue and white market as a classic example in the collection world. In the past, anyone who is interested in collecting, All know about it.

   What the stall owner said, it is inevitable that he would accuse Xia Shao of wanting to come to his stall to pick up the leak.

  This, this is a bit of a bad reputation...

"I came with a friend to take a look today. I accidentally saw this pink porcelain vase. I thought it was simple and elegant, and I liked it very much. That's why I thought about the price. Even if I'm a colleague, there are often transactions. Even if I didn't make it clear. For your identity, the price I gave you is fair. I didn’t deceive my peers at all, and even my price is considered high in the market. You know whether it’s like this or not." Xia Shao is not in a hurry. , Neither angry nor in a hurry, with a calm smile and a leisurely tone.

   There is a kind of persuasiveness in her demeanor, and many people in the back looked at each other and nodded slightly.

  It is true that transactions between peers are not the same as transactions by collectors or laymen. If you don't reveal your identity and want to come here to pick up the leaks, you will naturally get a bad reputation. But if it's a fair price, it's another matter. Then it's no different from a normal transaction. There is no such thing as someone who strays and pits someone, and it doesn't matter whether you reveal your identity or not. After all, when you do business, the price is the most important thing.

  But everyone also heard it. Looking at this situation, it should be Mr. Xia’s price, which does not meet the other party’s psychological price?

   Then there are only two situations: Either Mr. Xia has the thought of picking up the omissions and lowered the price code; or the other party did not recognize Mr. Xia just now and wanted to fool out, and the price was raised high.

  But I heard that this little girl was young and had a vision comparable to that of a veteran of many years. At the beginning, she picked up a lot of omissions at the Dongshi Antique Market.

  If her eyesight is not wrong, then in other words, the other party’s vase is a fake?

  Otherwise, how could there be such a big difference in price?

  The people around had a lot of discussions, and they were curiously curious-is this vase true or not? If it is false, where is it?

   But curiosity returned to curiosity, but a group of people did not ask, after all, they would not say it after asking. This is a rule, and it is impossible to point fingers at the objects of the same industry in the public. Therefore, I was so curious that I scratched my heart and had to endure it.

  The young stall owner was unhappy, “Mr. Xia, you said this. Although you didn’t say it clearly, others guessed that my vase was a fake. How would you tell me to sell it in the future?”

  Xia Shao raised her eyebrows, and asked with a faint smile: "Then what do you mean?"

"I am obviously a famille rose nine-peach vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. I collected it from an old farmer in the countryside. I didn't recognize Mr. Xia before. I think your friend is like a rich man. I also want to sell more. That’s why I want to discuss the price with you. But the price you gave me is no different from picking up a leak!"

  When he said so, the crowd screamed again, and there was a lot of discussion. People who believed that Xia Shao's price was fair just now also began to look at her with suspicion.

  There is no flaw in what the stall owner said, and it is also human nature. Then... is it true that Mr. Xia of Furuixiang, after entering the industry, intends to pick it up from his peers?

  That, that is really...

  This change in atmosphere, Xia Shao still took it lightly, her eyes never looked away from the stall owner’s face, she just smiled lightly and asked: "I'll just ask you, what are you going to do."

"What I mean is very simple. Now that this is the case. I must give me the name of this fuchsia vase! Otherwise, if you leave today, its future worth will be embarrassing. Why don't you give it to me today? I have such a price for this bottle. If you can tell, I will sell you at the price you just offered. If you can’t tell, you can buy it at the price I just offered! How about?” This person frowned. Looking at Xia Shao, there was a resolute and firm look in his eyes.

  When everyone heard, "Ouch", they all looked excited!

  Doesn’t this mean that on-site appraisal is required?

  Although there are rules in the antique shop, if the seller agrees, the on-site appraisal does not matter. Whether it is a genuine or a counterfeit, everyone has expressed their opinions to discuss the truth. This is the fascinating charm of the antique collection!

  Is it impossible, is there really an on-site appraisal to see today?

  That is really a rare learning opportunity!

  You need to know that the people who practice stalls in the antique alleys and the people who open antiques are naturally not on the same level. Most of those who are engaged in antiques have eyesight comparable to experts in one aspect, such as calligraphy and painting, porcelain, ancient coins, ancient books, or ancient jade, and they are more than half experts in the aspects they are not very proficient in. How else can you become an antique dealer?

  And the people who set up the stalls are not comparable. Most of them, no matter their eyesight or the knowledge of antique appraisal, are more trendy. In addition, most of the Tibetan friends who wander on this street are mostly half-toned, to practice their eyesight and experience the fun of communicating with people, and there are no shortage of beginners.

  Don’t look at Xia Shao’s young age, I heard that she picked up a lot of omissions! That means the eyesight is amazing! On-site appraisal is undoubtedly a learning opportunity for these people.

  This kind of opportunity is not easy to come by. After all, everyone usually explores on their own, but they all want to find experts to learn, but experts are busy, how can they have time to deal with people like them?

   "Mr. Xia, just talk about it! What do you think of this pastel vase?"

   "Yeah, let's talk about it. The other party agrees and it's not a violation of the rules."

   "Yes, yes."

A group of people started to encourage Xia Shao. The old man standing beside Xia Shao was the most excited of them. He said, "Little girl, just talk about it. I almost planned to buy this porcelain bottle just now, but I listened to you. It means, it's mostly fake. I don't understand, where is the fake? Tell me about it, otherwise my old man will have trouble eating and sleeping."

  Xia Shao smiled and looked at the stall owner, “You said this, don’t regret it.”

  The stall owner looked at her firmly, and said loudly, "No regrets! Man man, you must do what you say! Say it!"

  Xia Shao laughed in her heart, how could this be like generosity? Where did the erroneous mind just now go? It seems that this man is trying to fight for the last time. He really looks like a filial son. He wants to sell this vase to his mother for treatment, but that doesn't mean that it is right to corrupt people. After all, no one's money came from the wind, so it's not easy to pit him like that.

   So, Xia Shao nodded and picked up the vase.

  As soon as she picked it up, there was a lot of silence around her, for fear of making a little movement, she could not hear what she said.

  Xia Shao showed the porcelain bottle in his hand to the old man, "Old man, you just said that the green background is green and there are ripples when looking at the light. It is obviously a characteristic of the Qianlong Dynasty, right?"

  The old man nodded, "Yes! I think I remember it correctly, that's what the book I bought from the bookstore in my family said!"

Xia Shao smiled and nodded, "The book is correct, but to identify an object, you need to start with the object itself. Take the pastel nine-peach bottle in my hand as an example. I said it is a fake. It's precisely because of its green interior and green background."

  When she said this, there was a rush of noise all around!

  The old man hurriedly asked: "Why?"

  Yu Lao next to him also asked: "Yes, little girl! Why?"

  Xia Shao raised the bottle, and the surrounding area fell silent again.

She smiled and said: "Two elderly people, please take a look at the overall style of this porcelain vase. It is full of white glaze and has a simple and elegant style. This style was popular during the Yongzheng period. The theme of the flat peach pattern is the style of the official ware in the Yongzheng period. Because the style is exquisite and classic, and the theme implies auspiciousness, it has been imitated until the Guangxu Dynasty. The green background of Luli did not appear in the Qianlong period, but not during the Yongzheng period. But since it is a copy of the style of the Yongzheng period, why add the green background What? This is really superfluous. Originally, both the painter and the composition are very good in copying skills, but this place is a failure."

  The two old people, including the crowd surrounding them, were silent for a while, and then they uttered the voice of "it is so".

   "Oh! That's the way it turns out! I was almost fooled by this green and green background! Whoops, just reading a book is really...not bad!" The old man shook his head, but the surprise on his face did not disappear.

When everyone was staring at the bottle in Xia Shao's hand, the stall owner's eyes flashed slightly, and then said: "Even if it was not copied by the Qianlong dynasty, can it be copied later? If it is a bit old, It's also worth some money."

  Xia Shao raised her eyes and looked over, but she shook her head and smiled, "This object is a new imitation."

   "How do you say?" the old man asked curiously.

"Because the color materials used in the pastels of the Kang, Yong, and Qian dynasties are slightly different, and arsenic oxide is added to it. This makes the material very easy to weather, and the material is softer. After a long period of time, if it is improperly maintained, The glaze will fall off. If it is well maintained, the surface will also produce a colorful halo called'clam light'. This kind of light has different degrees of glaze in different colors, such as white glaze. , Looking sideways, you can still see it. This is a kind of halo that has gone through the years. How can it be copied by counterfeiters? I heard that in the early days of the Republic of China, there were still masters who could make a halo on it, but now Well……"

  Xia Shao shook her head and smiled.

  She has an elegant smile, and she has always explained it unhurriedly. There is no high posture to give people advice, just like gossiping at home, and the quiet temperament makes people feel comfortable. The people around were nodding in admiration immediately, and people nodded, sighed, and admired.

   "It turned out to be like this, I really learned it."

   "Mr. Xia, my eyesight is so good! No wonder I can start Furuixiang!"

   "How did you develop this vision? A young man is a talent! The future is bound to be promising!"

I don’t know when, the alley was already full of people, inside and out, and the water was blocked. Xu Shi Huaxia’s chairman was here to spread the news, and many people came to see it from other streets. lively. Praise, admiration, and compliment came like a tide, but Xia Shao stood with a smile, not shocked.

Xu Tianyin has been standing next to her. It was the first time he saw her appraising antiques. He always felt that the girl was rich in knowledge and smiled and talked about it, just like an elegant cup of tea in the afternoon, or a slight dial in the tea room. The moving strings, tranquility, and leisurely charm make people want to close their eyes and enjoy this moment of time.

  The man’s eyes were soft and charming, and he gently took the vase from her hand.

But at this moment, the stall owner frowned, and said angrily: "It's not absolute! Don't say so sure! Hyundai also has masters! What do you know! How do you know that no one can be on top now? ..."

   Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shut up, his expression a bit wrong.

  Everyone heard it, and this was a bit of a miss.

  Xia Shao raised her eyebrows and smiled quite amusingly, "Is there such a person now? Who? You?"

  The man shut up and said nothing.

Someone around said: "Don't care if there is such a person now, what do you mean? In other words, do you know that this object is a new copy? Then you just insisted that it belonged to the Qianlong Dynasty? Fortunately, it was met today. If you are someone like us, wouldn’t you just wink?"

  "What did you mean by saying that there are masters now? That kind of people are masters? That is simply cheating! Collectors hate you for counterfeiting the most! How many people have cheated!"

   "Yes! You said that, you know that there is such a person? Who is it? Tell us, we must report the crime! Such a person should be punished heavily!"

The sentiment was infuriated, and the man did not expect things to develop to this point. His face flushed, from the roots of his ears to the neck, and seemed to be ashamed, but his eyes were firm, stone-like, with his fists clenched tightly. On the ground.

  Xia Shao lowered his eyes when he saw him like this, and said, “Everyone’s feelings are understandable. But I think he is just anxious to argue, just saying that casually, it doesn’t mean that he really knows the faker.”

   "Mr. Xia, you are too kind, this person just wanted to cheat you!" One person shouted, and there were people around him, but the sentiment was still agitated.

  The person was stunned, and looked up at Xia Shao.

Xia Shao shook his head and smiled, "Not necessarily. This person is trying to corrupt me. His actions are certainly wrong, but I saw him because of the cause and his conscience. Just now before me, this old man had already planned to act. If the stall owner is willing to say something good, and fool the old man, he might buy it. But he didn’t say anything, obviously he didn’t want to cheat the old man. He must think my friend’s family background is good, maybe he doesn’t care about it. This is money, so I want us to be taken advantage of. But Nian has a sick mother in her family, and Xu is also eager to save her mother. Although she is not right for a while, she is still a dutiful son. I will not pursue this matter."

  "Sick mother?" People around were surprised.

   "Oh! I remember it!" Someone suddenly said, "I heard from my friends in antiques that Xia is always a Feng Shui master! It's very accurate to see how Feng Shui looks!"

   "Master of Feng Shui?" Many people were surprised, and looked at the stall owner, only to see a look of shock on his face!

  Mo, could it...

  Finished?

Yo! Is this thing really accurate?

  God!

  The people who had just walked out of the admiration of appraising the pastel vases on the spot immediately shook in an uproar.

Xia Shao said to the stall owner: "One thousand, I want this vase, what do you think?" She just finished speaking, and remembered something. She took the vase from Xu Tianyin's hand, hugged it in her arms, and turned around. Asked the two old people who first saw it, "The old man, I want this vase, okay?"

  She tilted her head and looked a little cute and cute while holding the vase, but she was embarrassed to ask the old man.

"Oh, what am I doing! This girl...you have to chant if you want it! I thought it was genuine, but now I am sure it is not, I definitely don't want it. Even if it is true, I don't want it anymore. Better than my old man?"

  When the old man said so, everyone around him laughed.

  Xia Shao turned around holding the vase, but saw that the stall owner looked at her with complicated eyes, but he nodded heavily, saying, "Thank you."

  Xia Shao smiled and said nothing. Since neither she nor Xu Tianyin had too much cash with them, they decided to go to the bank with the vendor to withdraw money. After the incident just now, the stall owner's business for the past two days has not been completed, and it is estimated that he has to avoid the limelight and come back again. He decided to close the stall right now, and there was a tricycle parked behind him, still pedaling, showing that his family was poor.

  He put all the things in the stall into the back of the car, and then he rode a tricycle and slowly walked out of the crowd. Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin also managed to squeeze out of the crowd. They turned a corner and walked out of most of the street before finally staying away from the crowd’s attention. Xia Shao couldn’t help but raised his head and smiled bitterly at Xu Tianyin. Today, he was here to find out if there was any content. The fierce ancient sword, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, now there is no need to look for the sword.

  Xu Tianyin twitched the corners of her lips, silently took her hand, and helped her take the vase in her arms again.

  Banks are naturally easy to find on the streets of the city. Xu Tianyin took out the cash and gave it to the stall owner. After the stall owner thanked him, Xia Shao planned to put the bottle in the car with Xu Tianyin and find a cafe to sit and rest.

  The stall owner obviously has something to say.

Xia Shao raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He lowered his eyes, his face flushed, and finally he said, "Ms. Xia, thank you for today. You are right. Even if I have a sick mother in my family, I shouldn't touch this. Crooked mind. I really don't know what to say, just thank you, and... sorry."

Xia Shao smiled and nodded slightly, "It's okay if you can think so." After she said that, she wanted to turn around and leave, but finally felt that the man's filial piety to his mother was very moving, so she asked more. One sentence, "Can I ask what disease your mother has?"

  The sadness in the man’s eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and said: "The kidney is not good, chronic renal failure. The doctor said that he wants to change the kidney. If he doesn't have enough money, he can only rely on dialysis to maintain..."

  Xia Shao was taken aback, frowning slightly. No wonder, he costs one hundred thousand when he speaks. This disease is indeed costly, and ordinary families simply cannot afford it. She looked down and thought for a while, fetched a pen and paper from the car next to her, wrote a mobile phone number and handed it to the man, "Take it, this is a charitable foundation just established in the province. You go to them. After the review, they Maybe I can help you."

  The man looked at the paper Xia Shao handed him, knowing that it was life-saving, but shook his head, "No need."

  This shocked Xia Shao.

The man continued, "That’s right, Mr. Xia. Actually, there are some antiques left by my father in my family. I think if they can be sold, they may be enough to pay for my mother’s treatment. Since you are Furuixiang’s. Boss, I think it’s better to...Oh, but don’t worry! Those few objects are definitely genuine!"

   "Then why didn't you sell antiques before?" Xia Shao raised her eyebrows. There are antiques at home, why not sell them? Instead, we have to do this kind of deceptive thing in the antique market.

"Those antiques were collected by my father during his lifetime. My mother did not agree to sell them, saying that they were left to her by my father. If she is gone, they will be left to me and become a family... I naturally don’t. I agree, but my mother is stubborn and she refuses. I am afraid that her mood will affect her treatment, so I think of other ways to raise money. Until today I think... I can’t go on like this anymore, let’s sell it! Mr. Xia Don't worry, you can go and see the items first, and you can accept whichever item you fancy. It doesn't matter if the price is low."

  Xia Shao sighed, feeling a little sad. In this case, there is no reason for her not to accept it. She was in this line of business.

   "What antiques are in your house?" she asked.

  The man raised his eyes and said to her: "Knife! Ancient sword! Ancient weapons! There are eight pieces in total. My father is a fan of ancient weapons, and he always only collects these!"

  Xia Shao was taken aback when she heard it.

  She suddenly turned her head and glanced at Xu Tianyin, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

  What is this called? Can't find any place to break through the iron shoes? Isn’t it just to find an ancient sword today?

  Although the ancient knives in this man’s house may not necessarily meet the conditions they are looking for, it is better than nothing. It is worth visiting! Even if it doesn't, it can recover a batch of antiques for Furuixiang, right?

  Xu Tianyin nodded lightly, and Xia Shao smiled and said: "Then go to your house! Lead the way!"

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This stall owner has spent a lot of pen and ink in this chapter, of course, it was not written in vain. In addition to eliciting the things that should be introduced, which is helpful to Sister Shao’s fight, this person can also be regarded as an important role and will help Sister Shao in the future. ~Wow!

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