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Chapter 56: A National Treasure Again?

Alas." Tang Feng said helplessly: "Why do you keep ruining me?

Liu Yue smiled and shook her head, saying, "You don't admit it yet. You will know it by looking at your movement. You can smell chemicals in the soil by smelling it. Isn't this a ready-made tomb robbing technique? Don't worry, I will keep the secret for you, so you admit it."

"This is not a question of whether to admit it or not, but a question of seeking truth from facts." Tang Feng shook his head and denied it. He said, "If I admit that I can make you happy, then I will admit it." If you really want to be a scoundrel, women are not a match for men. Tang Feng reversed the situation in one sentence.

Liu Yue walked up to Tang Feng and asked him, "Do you care so much about me or not?"

"Of course." When he was talking, Tang Feng's expression seemed to be a joke, but he knew that this was not a joke, and sweet words were not said so. False jokes were just to cover up the torture of inner conflicts.

"Well, although your sentence is fake, I still feel very happy." Liu Yue raised her head slightly, raised her beautiful eyes, and said, "Okay, we won't discuss this issue anymore. For your words, I'll treat you to a meal."

Tang Feng said seriously: "I don't know what I can see again after meeting. I'll invite you."

When you say you should let the flow be, it is natural not to think about it. If you think about it, you are no longer natural. In your subconscious, Tang Feng really wants to take it more and let it go. Tang Feng looked at Liu Yue and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Liu Yue said: "You treat you, of course it's up to you."

Tang Feng thought for a while and said, "It's such a cold day, why not have some warmth and let's go eat hot pot?"

"Then let go. God can't let you go easily." Liu Yue said: "I want to order the most expensive thing."

"Haha. It's up to you." Tang Feng said with a loud laugh: "As long as you can eat it."

In the north, everything can be missing in winter. Hotpot is indispensable. Two people found a place without much effort. Tang Feng and Liu Yue are both peers and peers. It is unlikely that they cannot find a common language.

Cold. It's always just the season.

On the third day, Chen Yan came to China Stone with his semi-finished water agate on the construction site. He asked Tang Feng and Lin Muyu to help him check it. After discussing the site last time, Yan finally chose the Tang Feng Land plan. He prepared to make this water agate into a colorful inkstone and cut it in an orderly manner according to the initial plan of the three of them. When cutting this water agate, Tang Feng and Chen Yanke had a lot of thought and took a little risk. The thinnest stone is only about 1 cm. After seeing this water agate, Tang Feng asked Chen Yan: "Didn't you show it to your uncle last time? What did he say that the old man is one of the judges. The weight of the speech is much heavier than that of our three scalpers."

"Hey, I mentioned it. Uncle Master said. If you think about it, go do it. Don't worry about winning the award." Chen Yan shook his head and said, "He doesn't think about it either. Can I be as calm as his age?"

Lin Muyu said: "The old man is afraid that you will be hit in the end and protect you."

"Aren't Super Girl Trials so despicable?" Chen Yan turned to see Tang Feng's thoughtful expression and asked him, "Yeah, have you played deeply?"

Tang Feng said: "Old Fan is right. We should not take the matter of winning or not too seriously. After all, it is an event organized by an industry association. People who are not growing up abroad should be mentally prepared in advance."

The industry’s unspoken rules have never been news. No unspoken rules are news. When doing business in China, we must first regard the inside story as irresistible factors such as war, earthquake, tsunami, end of the world, and alien invasion. Don’t we have to adapt to the environment?

Lin Muyu nodded and asked, "That's true, after all, this is a natural disaster**."

Chen Yan said: "I knew this before. In fact, my idea is very simple. No matter how you do, you have to make it worth it. After all, it is 1.8 million. Of course, I hope that God can bless this event as a fair and just and open event, and at least I have to give me a fair and fair opportunity to compete."

"never mind.

"Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect you to make it appreciate at all. It would be a loss if you don't lose money. As for what you said, God bless you, I advise you not to think too much, there is no fairness in places where there are people."

Chen Yan said, "You guys are starting to underestimate me again, don't you? You both keep your eyes open and show me how your buddy makes it appreciate."

"Oh." Tang Feng looked at the time and said, "It's rare to have a good weather today. I have to go to Panjiayuan to see if there is anything there." As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, Lin Muyu immediately said, "I have to go to the company, and let's go first."

After the two of them finished speaking, they hurriedly left, Chen

My head asked myself strangely: "I'm so untrustworthy."

"Second brother, you are not untrustworthy." Lu Guang from the other side walked over, patted Chen Yan on the shoulder, and said, "I shouldn't trust you at all."

Chen Yan said shamelessly: "Go and go, you guys are on the side and slowly get jealous!"

Lin Muyu sent Tang Feng to Panjiayuan and went to the cultural company by herself. She also had the script she pursued.

People who play collectors will never get bored with the antique market; just as young men and girls are keen on stories about Cinderella and Prince Charming, the big men who play collectors always have a special liking for jokes about finding bargains, although both of them are full of blood. Tang Feng went around the Panjiayuan for a long time and there was no new happenings. Just as he was about to leave Panjiayuan, the turning point suddenly came.

A thin middle-aged man in his forties caught up with Tang Feng's pace. He first looked at the surrounding situation seriously, and then said to Tang Feng in a low tone: "Sir, do you want antiques?"

Anyone who has visited the antique market or old shop will have this kind of experience. As you walk around, mysterious uninvited guests will follow you behind you. This kind of person is called a businessman, commonly known as a follower. In contrast, this thin middle-aged man is quite real. At least he has not said too shocking words. If you hear words from such people, you don’t need to ask anymore, Tiebao is a liar.

Anyway, he was idle, so Tang Feng asked him with a try-out attitude, "Is there anything good?"

The thin middle-aged man mysteriously moved his one-shoulder backpack to Tang Feng. He unzipped the backpack and revealed a round and bulging thing wrapped in newspapers. The thin middle-aged man stretched out his hand to leave the top layer of newspaper. Tang Feng looked at it with a blue color that was lighter than the sky blue color. People in the industry called it moon white glaze. From the color point of view, this thing is very likely to be Jun porcelain. He said to the thin middle-aged man: "Take it out and show it to me."

The thin young man looked around vigilantly and said, "There are too many people here, go and see it."

When Tang Feng saw the thin middle-aged man looking cautious, he felt very funny. What was wrong with this guy? He was selling an antique like a thief. He nodded and said, "Okay, find a secluded place." Afterwards, Tang Feng followed the thin middle-aged man and went to a small alley on the street. Under the red brick wall, the thin middle-aged man took off his backpack and squatted on the ground to watch things. This kind of thing is common in the antique market, and most people are not very good at coming to watch the fun.

A middle-aged man put aside his backpack, Tang Fengshuang took out his treasure lumps, and it became clear that the thing was taken out. This was a porcelain dumpster. Many people don’t understand it. It was actually an ancient trash can. When the ancients were eating, they placed this thing on the dining table to hold food residues such as meat, bones, fish bones, and fish bones. This thing had a trumpet mouth, wide edge, bulging belly, and rounded circles, just like a modern spittoon. If this thing has a small mouth, it can’t be called a dumpster, it’s called a spittoo. This scene can often be seen in ancient costume TV dramas. The master drank water and rinsed his mouth, and the maid immediately handed a small jar, which was a spittoo.

This slag bucket is a two-color porcelain with a background color of moon white and a dark luster like a fluorescent. The ancients divided the colors differently from modern people. Moon white is actually not white, but blue. According to modern people's understanding, sky blue is a darker blue; sky blue is a lighter blue, and blue is a lighter blue than sky blue is a moon white. On the background color of moon white, there are several color spots of different sizes, and the color spots are intersected with purple and crabapple red. These two bright colors and moon white complement each other, making the color of this slag bucket look like the morning sunset, with the extremely gorgeous and brilliant beauty.

The meaning of two-color porcelain does not mean that there are only two specific colors of this porcelain, but that most of its colors are two. The two colors of this slag bucket are moon white and copper red, and rose purple and crabapple red are both copper red. In addition, the edge of this slag bucket is ginger and the bottom foot is yellow-brown. People in the industry call it copper iron-plated feet, which is the basic feature of Jun porcelain.

Through preliminary observations, Tang Feng judged that this was a piece of Jun kiln porcelain, and there was a trick to identify Jun kiln. As the saying goes, Jun kiln often has red spots and contains copper in high temperatures; red spots and blue spots have transitions, and earthworms leave patterns in mud.

Jun kiln porcelain is a type of thick porcelain. On the fine Jun porcelain, a fine gland with the same color and irregular flow shape often appears. Its shape is like the mud pattern left by earthworms after swimming in the soil. The image of a person in the walk is called the mud pattern of earthworms. The slag bucket in the hands of thin middle-aged people has this characteristic.

After roughly seeing this porcelain, Tang Feng felt incredible for no reason. Could it be that he really encountered a national treasure?

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