Unexpectedly, Mr. Ma also had an unkind side. Li Hao sniffed, saying that the thousand yuan was wasted. Fortunately, it was only one thousand yuan.

"Is this fake? The stall owner said it was the original work of Tang Bohu, and the old man nodded frequently." Yu Han looked at the huge panda on the scroll in annoyance.

"It's okay! It's okay! Let's... go to have a meal." Li Hao said it and kept telling himself that it was only a thousand yuan, only a thousand yuan, and he didn't feel sorry!

He lifted the curtain and a person came in.

Mr. Ma!

"Oh! Mr. Ma!" Big Jinya hurriedly smiled at Mr. Ma.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Ma looked at Da Jinya with a bad expression.

"Oh! Mr. Ma, see what you said. But inquiring about this Sijiu City, I dare not do what you do if you do. The item you mentioned last time was bought by this little brother, and we only have business dealings."

Facing Mr. Ma, whose status is several classes higher than him, Da Jinya betrayed Li Hao without hesitation.

"Mr. Ma, it was mine who pried your thing last time. I'll give you a gift!" Li Hao bowed to Mr. Ma in a regular manner.

"The boy is quite a bachelor, he has a northeastern accent."

"From Liaoning, my hometown."

"How do you know I've been an editor at Youth Digest?"

I guess Mr. Ma has been holding on to this matter for a long time.

Li Hao doesn’t know what to say, can he tell the old man that it is from the perspective of the Baijia Forum? Now there are no Baijia Forums!

"I have seen you before, but you haven't seen me at that time." Li Hao told the truth, but he didn't say that he saw Mr. Ma on TV at that time!

"Oh!" Mr. Ma nodded. Many times, a lot of people gathered around him to ask this and that. It was normal to have someone he didn't notice.

"Have you played with antiques?" It is estimated that Mr. Ma didn't look like a person who understands antiques when he sees Li Hao.

"No!" Li Hao shook his head, no money to play with that thing.

"How did you know that the bowl is a chicken jar cup?" Mr. Ma sat on the chair.

Da Jinya hurriedly gestured and asked San'er to make tea.

"I don't know the chicken jar cup." As soon as Li Hao said, Mr. Ma was immediately burned and tender when Lei was so angry that he didn't know the chicken jar cup, so he just pried his way?

"I know you!" Li Hao added.

Mr. Ma was speechless. Could it be that he was so famous? Then he was over, how could he find a bargain at the street stall in the future?

"Mr. Ma! As you become more and more famous in the industry, I feel that you are not suitable to come to Panjiayuan to find a bargain. I think you should have greater development!"

"Greater development?" Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment, obviously being confused by Li Hao. He himself didn't understand what a bigger development was.

"You are one of the best collectors in our country and have many good objects in your hands. You might as well stand up and set up a museum to let us Chinese know the good things of our ancestors.

To put it in a big way, this is called promoting national culture, to put it in a small way…!”

"You continue to say, I'll listen!" Mr. Ma looked at Li Hao without blinking.

"In the end, you can enhance your own value. The objects you have identified in the future are cultural relics that people recognize. Needless to say, writing books and making statements is a great thing, becoming a master of the generation is also a hopeful thing.

To put it, you may not like to listen. No matter how rich you are in your life, you can still be much more than you are now. But if you become a master of your generation, it will be a thing that will last forever.

This is just a little bit of a little bit of a boy. If you think it is successful, then you will succeed. If you think it is not successful, then just pretend I didn’t say it.”

Mr. Ma remained silent, obviously thinking about Li Hao's words.

"If you really want to run a museum, the chicken jar cup I collected can be displayed for free in your museum." Li Hao was hoping that Mr. Ma would agree. He was afraid that when he went home, his mother said she would look for something under the bed, but she broke several bowls of him.

I dare not tell my dad and mom about this. If there is a billion under the bed, these two will send themselves to a mental hospital as soon as possible.

"You just believe me so much? Do you know the value of that set of chicken cups?" Mr. Ma looked up and down at Li Hao.

"I know that the chicken jar cup is very expensive, and it will be even more expensive in the future. But I believe you!"

"You kid is really good at talking, let me tell you the truth. Your chicken jar cup is not from Chenghua Nian!" Mr. Ma said, and Li Hao almost became petrified.

Not from the Chenghua Year? Which year is it? If Mr. Ma said it was from the previous year, Li Hao would be depressed to death.

Bai Damn was so happy!

"The real chicken jar cup was fired in the official kiln during the Chenghua period of Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty. It can be regarded as the pinnacle of ceramics. This set in your hand was imitated by the Qing Dynasty. Go back and take a closer look. There are inscriptions on it: the beautiful sun and spring breeze of the peonies, and the splendid roosters are splendid. Do you know who carried the words in his hand?"

Li Hao shook his head quickly and said that he didn't know. These two lines of poetry are definitely not in the elementary school Chinese books. He has never said it even before!

"This is the imperial pen written by Mr. Qianlong himself!" Mr. Ma's words pulled Li Hao back from the door of depression.

"Isn't it very valuable inscription written by Emperor Qianlong?" Yu Han's eyes were filled with little stars.

"The price of the real Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup is definitely lower than that, but it is much more expensive than the imitations of later generations." Mr. Ma nodded affirmatively.

"How much can it be sold?" Yu Han asked excitedly.

"The things left by our ancestors are fate that are passed on to us. It is meaningless to ask how much it costs, and we can't sell them at any cost. If Mr. Ma's museum needs it, I'm willing to let everyone visit it for free. Look at our Qing Dynasty, we can hardly burn such beautiful exhibits."

Li Hao was so righteous that Mr. Ma was stunned. He really couldn't understand that the young man in front of him would actually show him something worth millions.

"Mr. Ma, this is my contact information. If you really open a museum, you can contact me. I will definitely bring the chicken jar cup over!" Li Hao took a note from the store, wrote his phone number and handed it to Mr. Ma.

Mr. Ma ended up with that piece of paper, sitting in a chair and was trance. He really wanted to open a museum.

Li Hao pulled Yuhan's sleeves, slowly retreated, and turned around and hurried out of Yawuxuan. My god, I finally fooled the old man. If I don't run away at this time, why are you waiting for?

"Where is the person?" Mr. Ma was stunned for more than a minute, and when he came to his senses, he found that the person was missing.

"It's so terrible!"

PS: Thank you for your book friend Master Geng for your reward, thank you! Thank you!
Chapter completed!