There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Wang Guan got up very early. After washing, he went downstairs to have breakfast, then changed into formal clothes and left in the car.

Soon after, Wang Guan came to the place the old man had mentioned. It was a very antique-style store with a large signboard hanging above the store. The three Chinese characters "Ji Gu Zhai" with flying dragons and phoenixes were very conspicuous. The fonts were vigorous and powerful.

With freehand brushwork, you can tell at a glance that it was written by a famous artist.

However, Wang Guan also found that the location of this Jiguzhai store seemed a bit remote, far away from the lively streets. Under normal circumstances, few people noticed it.

Therefore, this store seems relatively cold.

However, Wang Guan also knew in his heart that there is a saying in the antique business, which is that if it does not open for three years, it will last for three years after opening. Good antiques can be sold at any time, so naturally they will not be blinded by this deserted appearance.

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"Excuse me, is there anyone in the store?"

At this time, the door of Jiguzhai was already open, but Wang Guan still asked. Not only was it polite, but it also reminded people in the store of his arrival. It was considered to give each other a buffer time.

"Please come in!"

After a pause, a deep voice came from the store.

Wang Guan no longer hesitated and opened the door directly. As soon as he walked into Jiguzhai, what he saw was a dazzling array of porcelain.

All kinds of cups, plates, bowls, bottles and utensils are arranged in rows of shelves in an orderly manner. Under the illumination of incandescent lamps, they emit bursts of light like jewels, which are very exquisite and beautiful.

For a moment, Wang Guan felt dazzled.

However, Wang Guan quickly calmed down, moved his eyes, and immediately saw a middle-aged man in a gray and black suit sizing him up in front of the counter.

At that moment, Wang Guan hurriedly walked over, with a smile, straight to the point, and tentatively asked: "Hello, are you recruiting employees here?"

"You were introduced by Mr. Qian?"

The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, we need people here."

"Great." Wang Guan immediately followed the stick and said with a smile: "I wonder what the standards are for recruiting employees in your store? Maybe I can do the job, please give me a chance."

There was no smile on the middle-aged man's face. He just looked at Wang Guan with a somewhat scrutinizing gaze, and then said: "Since Mr. Qian introduced me, I will naturally give you a chance."

"However, whether you can seize the opportunity depends on your own strength."

While talking, the middle-aged man reached into the drawer of the counter, took out several porcelain bowls, placed them on the table one by one, and gestured: "Tell me which of these five bowls is the best."

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, then saw the exquisite porcelain displayed in the store, and immediately realized it. No wonder Mr. Qian asked himself yesterday if he knew anything about antiques, because he had to pass such a test.

Presumably, one of these five porcelain bowls must be an antique.

"It seems that I have to find another job."

Wang Guan sighed slightly in his heart. He is a theoretical person and does know a lot about antiques. However, he has not really put it into practice, so it may be difficult to distinguish.

Of course, when things come to a close, Wang Guan will not give up like this. He will try his luck with more or less luck.

Even if you are unlucky in the end, you have at least tried and you won't have many regrets. After all, if you do some things seriously, there is still a possibility of success; if you don't do it, you will never succeed.

Various thoughts flew through his mind. In fact, it only took a blink of an eye. Wang Guan stopped his thoughts and focused on looking at the five porcelain bowls on the table.

The five bowls are not big, slightly smaller than the usual eating bowls, and are light and thin. They don't seem to weigh much.

Moreover, in Wang Guan's eyes, these five porcelain bowls have the same appearance, no matter their size, shape, glaze color, or the patterns on the bowls, there is no difference.

Nothing could be seen with the naked eye, so Wang Guan asked directly: "Can I get started?"

"Can!"

The middle-aged man nodded coldly, sat down, picked up a newspaper and started exploring, no longer paying attention to Wang Guan.

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan had a bitter smile on his face. He already understood in his heart that the middle-aged man probably didn't want to see him, and he only gave him a chance for the sake of Mr. Qian's face.

The opportunity has been given, but it has to be tested. If you fail, you can't blame others.

However, Wang Guan is also used to it. This is how society is. If you have strength, you will be looked at in a different light. If you don't have strength, it is normal for others to look down upon you.

In other places, Wang Guan might be holding his breath and wanting to prove himself. But when it comes to antiques, he doesn't have much confidence.

"Let's just treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Wang Guan sighed inwardly, picked up a porcelain bowl with his hand, turned it over, and the mouth of the bowl was facing down. All he could see was a blank bottom with no signature.

There was no basic judgment mark, and he was really making things difficult for himself. Wang Guan shook his head slightly, raised the porcelain bowl, and looked at the light carefully. He saw that the glaze of the porcelain bowl was shiny and the texture was crystal clear, like a piece of beautiful jade.

If you are an ordinary person and think that porcelain is so new and bright, it will definitely not be an antique.

However, Wang Guan knew that many of the ancient porcelains that have been handed down to this day are well-preserved and in excellent condition. The authenticity of something cannot be judged by its surface appearance.

After observing for a long time, Wang Guan didn't have an accurate estimate in his mind, so he had to put down the bowl in his hand, picked up another porcelain bowl, and continued to observe. After looking at it for a while, he felt that there seemed to be no difference between the two bowls.

After a while, Wang Guan picked up the third bowl and looked at it intently, but still found nothing.

At this time, Wang Guan finally gave up completely.

"It seems that we can only guess."

Wang Guan was a little frustrated and picked up the fourth bowl.

At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly came from the palm of his hand. Wang Guan was surprised to find that a slight flow of air surged in his body, spun quickly, and entered his eyes.

"Hiss..."

For a moment, Wang Guan felt that his eyes were numb, as if they were covered with dust, and there was a slight soreness. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and a few tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Fortunately, this uncomfortable reaction goes away as quickly as it comes.

Wang Guan blinked and felt that his eyes felt a little cool and he seemed to be fine. He opened his eyes instinctively, but suddenly he saw a gleaming white light reflected in his eyes.

The source of the white light was the porcelain bowl in his hand. Wang saw clearly that the white light was not the reflection of the incandescent lamp, but was emitted from the porcelain bowl itself.

This feeling is like the porcelain bowl is a light energy body similar to the sun, which is radiating light around. This sudden change shocked Wang Guan's whole body, and even his thinking stopped, and he held the light in a daze.

The porcelain bowl was motionless.
Chapter completed!