Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Mr. Xu from the Yinghuo Consortium brought in a beautiful girl. Although the girl was in a state of embarrassment and was covered in injuries, none of the bodyguards at the gate of the Ji Ya Club seemed to have seen her.

"Today is the quarterly exchange meeting of Ji Ya Guild Hall, and many antique dealers will set up stalls here."

"The auction is at eleven o'clock in the evening, and I will take you to see it."

Zhou Xiru nodded slightly, and said softly, "Thank you!"

"Now play by yourself, don't wander around, and send me WeChat if you need something." Xu Zhijie pointed to the inside of the hall and said, "I have friends waiting for me."

Zhou Xiru nodded in agreement.

After Xu Zhijie heard the words, he walked towards the Zhenbao Building of Ji Ya Guild Hall.

After walking a few steps, he was worried, and turned around to look, only to find that Zhou Xiru sat down on a stool under an old tree in the yard.

"She...wouldn't have no place to go?" Xu Zhijie thought in his heart.

"Wait, it's fine if she leaves, if she doesn't leave—" He was a little annoyed about the latter question, but if she didn't leave, he took her to the auction. After reading it?This girl is going to leave after all.

He and she are not from the same world.

By the way, what's her name?

Thinking of this, he took out the letter of commitment from his shirt pocket, which read——

In a certain month of a certain year, I was involved in a car accident at a certain intersection, and I had already negotiated with the owner of the car, the license plate number ***95, and if I had any problems in the future, I could not seek compensation from the owner.

Signed below: Zhou Xiru.

So, her name is Zhou Xiru?

She memorized his license plate number, but instead of asking for his name, she simply used the owner of the car instead.

Zhou Xiru was sitting on the stool. When she just sat down, she suddenly felt tired and sleepy.

As for being hungry, she was probably too hungry. She didn't seem to feel hungry anymore.

"System, what should I do?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Host, as long as you come across an antique treasure, this system will naturally tell you the authenticity, age, place of origin, etc."

"The rest of the matter, please the host to solve by himself..."

Zhou Xiru had already raised her feet and walked towards each stall. Although she was in a mess, there were still stall owners soliciting her business.

Reluctantly, she asked, anyone who can set up a stall in Ji Ya Guild Hall is a veteran in the Antique Street, so how could she have something to pick up?

After running around and observing for a while, Zhou Xiru fixed his eyes on an old vendor selling porcelain.

The reason for locking him is very simple. Ji Ya Hall is a high-end antique exchange hall. Even if it is a temporary stall, all the stall owners make it very high-end and high-end. Some even moved in glass display cabinets.

This old man, however, is like setting up a roadside stall, laying out an old blanket on the ground, and placing a row of porcelain, not to mention, the old man also got a lot of broken porcelain pieces.

After all, she came from a wealthy family and had been exposed to the concept of antiques before.

So, she squatted down on the ground, her eyes were searching among the broken porcelain——

"Uncle, how do you sell porcelain?" Zhou Xiru squeezed out a smile, trying to make his smile sweeter and cuter.

Sure enough, the old man saw her appearance, lit a cigarette with a smile, and said, "Whose girl are you? You look so fresh, you're on summer vacation?"

"Summer vacation?" It seemed to be something from a previous life.

"Uncle, how much is this bottle?" Zhou Xiru asked while touching a celadon wide mouth triangular bottle.

Of course, this bottle is definitely a modern handicraft, and she can tell without systematic identification, because the craftsmanship is too rough, and it doesn't look like a natural crack when opened, but like a hammer.

The old stall owner asked for 8 yuan, and Zhou Xiru felt that if he touched Xu Zhipeng, he was extorting his life.

As for this old man, he was blaspheming Chinese culture and cheating.

"Uncle, [-] is too expensive." Zhou Xiru shook his head and said, "Where is this little plate?"

"20!" The stall owner said with a smile.

"Uncle, do you think you are selling cat dishes?" Zhou Xiru put the small black dish aside with some disgust, picked up a patterned one from the broken porcelain, and asked, "How much is this?"

"For broken porcelain pieces, the big one is 50 yuan, the small one is 20 yuan, you can choose whatever you want!" The stall owner smiled, took out a small cardboard box from the side, and handed it to her, "Big girl, uncle won't lie to you, I These broken pieces of porcelain were all dug up in Jingdezhen, they are definitely old things."

The stall owner muttered in his heart, this girl's skin is smooth and tender, how could she make herself into such a mess?

Of course, those who can enter the Ji Ya Guild Hall are either rich or expensive, or they are from senior antique families.Therefore, he is not fooling around.

Zhou Xiru nodded, searching among the broken pieces of porcelain, touching them piece by piece——

Big and small, she picked a total of 12 big ones and 7 small ones, totaling 740 yuan, but she counter-offered and asked for zero.

The original Zhou Xiru had always spent money extravagantly, and never knew what a counter-offer was.

However, in the past three years, all kinds of beatings in society have taught her the importance of money. How can anyone buy something without bargaining?

The stall owner thought about it for a while and agreed.

After Zhou Xiru scanned the 700 yuan for him with her mobile phone, she stood up and left with the paper box in her hand. She had to find a way to sell the things in her hands and make money.

This is the concept that the unscrupulous broken system told her just now.

"Big girl, wait!" At this moment, a refined old man suddenly stopped her.

When Zhou Xiru saw the old man's face clearly, she was stunned for a while, and there was no reason for her. She knew this man, Li Yan, a professor at the Department of Archeology at FD University in Shanghai, and she had attended some of his courses on the origin and civilization of Chinese culture and the identification of cultural relics. .

"Old man, did you call me?" Zhou Xiru asked,

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Miss, can you show me what's in your carton?"

Zhou Xiru put the cardboard box on the ground, stepped back a few steps, and motioned for him to look.

Li Yan squatted on the ground, and after careful inspection, he confirmed that it was correct, and he was extremely happy.

"Girl, I saw the transaction you made with old man Wang just now. You bought it for 700 yuan. Now, I will offer 1 yuan to buy everything in your carton." Professor Li Yan said with a smile, "Take Use the money to buy a new dress?"

Old man Wang was a little dumbfounded. Could it be that he made an eye shot today and left the treasure?

Zhou Xiru bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Professor Li, if you want, 200 million!"

The stall owner, old man Wang, suspected that something was wrong with his ears. As for Professor Li Yan, he was equally dumbfounded.

"You know me?" Li Yan came back to his senses, no, just now he was "Old Man", but now, the other party directly called him "Professor Li", obviously he knew him.

Zhou Xiru said in a low voice: "I'm a student at fd University in Shanghai, majoring in history. My electives are archeology and new media."

Archeology and new media culture have nothing to do with each other, so Professor Li Yan simply ignored the latter issue.

"I've listened to your class before!" Zhou Xiru squatted down on the ground, and when he squatted, he touched the injury on his left leg, which caused panic pain.

From the cardboard box, she picked four slightly larger tiles and one small one, only the size of a fingernail, and then pieced them together.

A small dish with a diameter of only about ten centimeters was pieced together, and everyone's breath was suffocated. The pattern of the small dish was the pattern of bats and peaches. On a peach branch, there was a small peach hanging, and there were two bats beside it. .

Zhou Xiru turned over the two pieces in the middle of the small dish, and on the back, there are blue glaze characters, Yongzheng 11th year.

She looked up at Professor Li Yan, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said: "I remember, you once said that the famille rose in Yongzheng's later years is the best of all famille roses in the past. Although it is broken and not authentic, it is That doesn't affect its price."

"Little girl, why do you say that this small plate is not authentic?" Someone next to him said loudly.

Zhou Xiru looked up and found that it was an uncle with a big belly. He pointed to the small dish and said, "This was smashed and buried by the kiln owner. I checked it carefully just now. There are no burrs or defects. The glaze is as smooth as jade. The pastels are bright and vibrant, but—”

"But what?" Professor Li Yan squatted down on the ground, and he couldn't believe it. Can this little girl see it?

"Uncle, look at this wing." Zhou Xiru pointed to the wing of one of the bats and said, "There is a stroke missing here, maybe the artist was confused."

"220 million, I want it!" The middle-aged uncle said, and had already handed Zhou Xiru a business card.

Zhou Xiru froze for a moment, then looked down at the business card in his hand - the middle-aged uncle was called Ma Jie, and there was no introduction beside it, only a phone number.

After hesitating for a while, she looked up at Professor Li Yan and asked, "Professor Li, would you like it?"

"I..." Professor Li Yan smiled wryly. He was just a poor professor of archeology, and he was only going to pick up the loopholes.

"Girl, the rule here is that if several people are interested in the same treasure at the same time, they can learn the rules of the auction and bid!" Ma Jie laughed, "Professor Li, do you want to bid?"

Professor Li Yan shook his head slightly, he didn't bid, he couldn't afford it.

"250 million, I want it!" Suddenly, someone interrupted.

Zhou Xiru heard that the voice sounded familiar. When she looked up, she saw the handsome young man whom she had touched. When they added WeChat just now, she knew his surname was Xu.

"260 million!" Ma Jie said angrily, "Mr. Xu, what are you doing?"

"280 million!" Xu Zhili said bluntly, "Boss Ma, you said the bidding yourself!"

"It's done, it's done, I'll let you!" Ma Jie said angrily.

Xu Zhijie looked at Zhou Xiru and asked, "Is it still the same account?"

Zhou Xiru nodded, passed a cardboard box from the stall owner Old Man Wang with ease, packed the pieces of broken porcelain, handed it to him and said, "Transfer the money to me."

"You're quite eloquent now, and I thought you were mentally retarded at first!" Xu Zhijie said while transferring the money to her.

Zhou Xiru didn't seem to have heard this sentence, looked at the red wine glass in his hand just now, and asked, "Where are the drinks?"

"Drinks and snacks are available in the rest area of ​​Zhenbao Building." Ma Jie said with a smile.

After hearing the notification tone of the bank's text message, Zhou Xiru, holding the cardboard box and the broken Chanel handbag, got up and ran towards the Zhenbao Building. Professor Li Yan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help following.

The stall owner, old man Wang, was still a little bit stunned. He punched his eyes, left the treasure, left the big treasure?