The sudden scream gathered everyone's eyes together, and they stopped what was at hand and looked over. What happened?

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In the center of everyone's eyes, an old man was carefully picking up the porcelain pieces scattered on the ground with heartache. Whenever he carefully picked up one piece, he couldn't help but gently wipe it with his sleeves. The young man standing next to the old man looked at a loss.

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When everyone saw this scene, their first reaction was that it must be the young man who was irritable and accidentally threw the old man's things.

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I just don’t know what was falling, but no matter what, in everyone’s impression, the value of things that are called "baby" by these old men is definitely small. And looking at the old men’s heartache, it is probably not that the object is too expensive, or that this object has extraordinary significance to the old men, but no matter what the reason is, it is certain that this young man has caused a big disaster.

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"That Grandpa Song, I'm sorry!" Looking at the old man, the young man who knew he was in the wrongdoing bowed and apologized, and hurriedly squatted down to help the old man pick up the broken porcelain pieces.

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Grandpa Song? It’s not Mr. Song, right? Jian'er raised her eyebrows and decided to walk over to see what happened.

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"Oh, this is the porcelain jar of calligraphy and painting in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. It is the first time that my old man has picked up a bargain!" That expression and action really make the listener sad, and the listener cry!

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This time Jian'er saw clearly that the old man in the crowd was Mr. Song, right, but what he said now? The calligraphy and painting porcelain jar in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and the treasure he got from picking up for the first time, Jian'er's black thread.

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Others don’t know, can she not know? The old man showed off to herself, saying that the first time he picked up a vacancy snuff bottle, which was taken as a fake plastic product by the old man. Moreover, this is a product that opens the door to the market, with first-class material and very exquisite workmanship, which can be said to be a rare treasure.

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But what about this? No matter how little Jian'er has no eyes, he can't regard such a large porcelain jar as a snuff bottle, unless the user comes from the giant country, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't use such a large porcelain jar as a snuff bottle. Besides, didn't the old man say that just now? This is a porcelain jar for calligraphy and painting in the mid-Qing Dynasty. Jian'er listened to it sincerely and would never be wrong.

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In this way, things became very obvious. This old man was cheating people! But it was precisely because of this that Jian'er finally confirmed that her guess was not.

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If you don’t understand it wrongly, Mr. Lu’s words, “The possible situations in the industry are all within the rules”, refer to this.

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It seems that these old men won’t let them pass easily this time. There may be traps everywhere this time. Seeing that Mr. Song has even played with "striking" the game, would other old men be polite?

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But Jian'er is not going to remind others. First of all, everyone has no friendship. Reminds and reminds who they are, maybe others will think you are troublesome. Just you can do it if others can't see it! (Even if you can't see it, you won't admit it, let alone remind you, this is a matter of face.)

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Besides, isn’t this the case in this industry? Since you have entered this industry, you must have the awareness of paying tuition fees. Who is not here? And Mr. Lu has already reminded me just now, and he doesn’t care about it and jumps into the pit. Who can I blame?

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To sum up, Jian'er's decision is to watch the show! Now it depends on whether this person can eliminate interference and calm down. If he can calm down, Jian'er believes that Mr. Song's trick will definitely not work.

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Because almost every person present can be said to have a certain foundation. It is hard to say if this porcelain is complete. Some high-quality imitations are probably some so-called experts may be able to get a look. But the situation is different when this fall. The body inside the porcelain is clearly visible, and this kind of thing cannot be faked. As long as you check it carefully, you will definitely be able to recognize it. The key now depends on whether the young man can calm down.

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No matter what Jian'er thinks, the previous drama continues.

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When Mr. Song saw that the young man was going to help pick up the broken porcelain pieces, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and stopped him: "Don't move, don't move, I will do it myself. If you, a frizzy boy, do it again if you accidentally do it again, and break a few more pieces, I can't save you!"

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As he spoke, Mr. Song was not slow to do anything. He collected the pieces of broken porcelain piece by piece and wrapped them carefully in cotton cloth to separate them.

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"Hey! Old Song, I'll let you see, you're losing a lot this time!" An old man next to him poked his head out, and his tone was filled with gloating. "If I hadn't introduced you to a repair expert? You can still see this repair, or this thing would have been really ruined."

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"Go and go, it's not your business! Look at your stall, otherwise you will never see you like me and you won't laugh to death!" Mr. Song waved his hand angrily.

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"Go! Crow's mouth." The old man next to him shrank his head, but no longer helped him. He just picked up the dry tobacco at his hand and sucked it beautifully.

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"Little guy, don't pay attention to the old man next to him. It's okay, it's okay. Besides, this can is only worth about 200,000 yuan. It's not worth it. I value it just because of such a little commemorative meaning. Just go back and make up for it yourself!" Mr. Song smiled kindly, and comforted the young man who had caused trouble very generously. On the other side, he looked regretful and heartache that he wanted to hide but still couldn't hide completely. He was inaudible, "It's just a pity..." and still got into the young man's ears.

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Mr. Song's words did not make the young man feel relieved, but instead made him feel even more guilty. At the same time, hesitated for a moment, how could he be so careless? He said, "Twenty-hundred thousand? Why don't Grandpa Song, please let me do this object?"

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"What, do you guy think I want to extort money from you?" As soon as the young man finished speaking, Old Master Song's face changed, as if he was about to be angry.

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The young man shook his hand quickly: "Grandpa Song, don't get me wrong. I don't mean that. I caused this disaster, and I broke it. Is it because I broke it up. Is it wrong for me to break something that is so commemorative? How can you bear the loss alone? Wouldn't it seem that younger generations are even more ignorant? And I asked you for this object and wanted to leave a souvenir for myself, which is also a lesson."

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As soon as the young man said this, Mr. Song obviously hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be a little hesitant.

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"Please help me!" The young man respectfully saluted Mr. Song, "Otherwise, this matter lets my grandfather know that my younger generation has done such an ill-behaved thing, and he must punish me heavily. Do you think you take care of me, the younger generation?"

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"Okay!" Mr. Song thought for a while, and finally nodded, "Young people just think it's just a lesson!"

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The young man gave a gift again, took out a check from his pocket and put it on. Mr. Song stretched out his hand and said, "No, after all, he is still in the venue. Follow the rules. Just think that it was bought from me, just write a note."

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The performance is over.

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Looking at the smug smile on the corner of Mr. Song's mouth when the young man was not paying attention, Jian'er sighed softly and shook her head, regretting the young man. Alas! He was still fooled! However, Jian'er admired Mr. Song's performance 100,000. This acting skill is simply the level of an Oscar winner! Sure enough, all the old people in this industry are talented, and everyone is a movie emperor.

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Jian'er understands very well that if she hadn't been careful before, many people might have been fooled if she put such a situation outside.

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This kind of clay seems to be not technical, but the different people use it, and the results are different. Jian'er understands very well why the young man is so easily fooled.

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First, look at the relationship between the two, you will know that this young man should know Mr. Song. And according to the tone he just spoke, Mr. Song should still be very familiar with the young man’s grandfather, and he had preconceived ideas. Young people never thought that Mr. Song would lie to him. Moreover, in this industry, those who lie to you are often your acquaintances! This is also a lesson. Don’t trust acquaintances in the antique industry, you can only trust your own eyes.

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Then, the young man made a mistake, that is, he may not have completely entered the situation. In his eyes, these old men who picked up stalls are still experts who admired them and wanted to learn from them. In his subconscious mind, he believed that these old men had a better vision than him, and coupled with the clever "support" of the old man next to him, the young man never thought that the object that made them feel sad was simply a Xibei product.

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After this time, Jian'er became more careful during her walking. She reminded herself at all times not to wait for herself to fall into the pit.

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"Girl Jian, come here!" A greeting came into Jian'er's ears.

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Jian'er looked up and looked in the direction of the sound. Well, she was an acquaintance, because the person who called her was Lu Zhiyuan's grandfather, Mr. Lu.

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"Grandpa Lu, are you calling me?" Jian'er walked over, glanced at her, carefully circled around half of the stall, and squatted gently on the other side.

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Looking at Jian'er's movements, Mr. Lu's eyes flashed, and a faint sense of satisfaction and smile appeared in the old man's eyes. It seemed that this girl felt something, it was good! But Mr. Lu still wanted to try again to see if this girl really appeared or was still a fucking color!

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Mr. Lu suddenly lowered his voice, pointed to the bottles piled up on the corner of the stall with his fingers, and said to Jian'er in a low voice: "Girl, that's a good object, take that one."

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"If there are good objects, your old man doesn't call me Lu Zhiyuan, but you call me this little girl?" Jian'er looked at Mr. Lu with a smile.

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"Isn't this my family's choice to be on my own stall? Or maybe it's your turn, Old Man Song and I are friends, can you be cheap?" His face turned stern, and Old Man Lu seemed a little unhappy with Jian'er's "ignorance".

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Chapter completed!