Fang Feiyang pondered for a moment, and said to Hua Dehai: "How about this, Brother Hua, I don't want to take advantage of you. I will give you 10 yuan for this imitation three-legged Xuande stove. What do you think?"

"Okay,...have courage, I have spent time traveling all over the world. I don't know how many antique shop owners and collectors I have dealt with. I have never seen anyone who offered to increase the price for the seller. 10 yuan, you take the things... In addition, for all the groceries in my study, you can take whatever you like, and I will pay you directly with a little errand fee, "

Hua Dehai had a hearty smile on his swarthy face, obviously in a good mood.

Fang Feiyang nodded gratefully towards Hua Dehai, and walked around the room again in response to Hua Dehai's words.

It is undeniable that this antique dealer has a lot of various groceries in his home, and many of them are genuine old goods, but unfortunately they are in poor condition and are severely damaged, especially some ancient porcelains. A set of purple-glazed bowl holders and cups from the Ding Kiln of the Song Dynasty was found in the pile of groceries in his house.

It's a pity that there are two big gaps in the mouth of the cup in this set, so I'm afraid it's not high-grade when I bring it to the store.

However, Fang Feiyang decided to take this thing back. After all, the cup holder under the cup can still be preserved. The cup holder is open, with shallow straight walls and round feet. With a cup, the collection value will still increase.

Hua Dehai told Fang Feiyang that he was tired from running around the village and walking the mountain roads, and was begging for saliva in a farmyard, but saw something in someone's kitchen. Based on his experience, he felt that this set of cups and cups had a bit of a taste, and he couldn't know what it was. Sure, it took 100 yuan to collect it.

Now he plans to sell it to Fang Feiyang at cost.

Fang Feiyang gave Hua Dehai 150 yuan.

The three of them stayed in this study of about ten square meters for more than half an hour. Fang Feiyang took out a pack of cigarettes and unpacked them and handed them to Hua Dehai and Chen Jian.

Chen Jian hurriedly stepped forward to light a fire for Fang Feiyang, and then for Hua Dehai, and then said: "Brother Hua, didn't you go to Guiyang two days ago, did you bring back any good things?"

Hua Dehai took a deep breath and said, "Oh, don't mention it, that place is really not a place for people to go to. I went to a place called Shilin Town below. The living conditions are really hard... I was there After staying for five days, I took back some pots and pans, but I haven't had time to clean them up yet, well, it's on the balcony, "

While talking, Hua Dehai pointed to a black handbag on the balcony outside the house, and there were two black jars soaking in the mop pool beside it.

It seems that Hua Dehai is going to wash off the dirt on the pots and pans first.

Fang Feiyang saw that there were no treasures for him to find in the study, so he might as well go to the balcony of his house to look at the newly collected porcelain jars, maybe he might find something new.

The three of them went from the study to the front balcony again.

There are three other things in Hua Dehai's black handbag, all of which are wrapped in bubble cushions. He is also experienced, and the porcelain is most afraid of being bumped and damaged after a long journey to and fro.

Including the two items in the pool, Hua Dehai recovered a total of five porcelain jars this time. There is a gray and black mud jar with a bulging belly and narrow mouth, which should be used to hold rice seeds in rural areas, and another one that is relatively large. The big bottle should be a vase for ordinary people to arrange flowers.

This time Fang Feiyang didn't touch these things in a hurry, nor did he use the ability to sense out of thin air.

Instead, relying on his own naked eyes, he observed and sized them up close first to see whether these five porcelain pots and vases were all ordinary products, or whether there was another mystery hiding the real products.

Fang Feiyang watched silently.

At this time, an 8 cm high blue and white flower pattern Xiaoshuicheng in Chen Jian's hand attracted Fang Feiyang's attention.

The so-called "cheng" is a kind of container. The container used by the ancients to hold things is basically used to hold liquids and has a lid. Some literati also like to use it to hold wine.

This little water cheng is really ugly, covered in greasy dirt, black, sticky and has a pungent smell, I don't know what kind of unpleasant liquid this thing has been filled with.

Chen Jian held it in his hand disapprovingly, and muttered in his mouth: "There are rust spots all over the body, there are ice flakes on this half, partly smoked, the appearance is really bad... Hey, look, the signature is still 'Daming Xuande' Annual system', Big Brother Fang, have you been fished by someone? You probably paid a lot of money to collect it, right?"

Hua Dehai looked back, chuckled, and said, "Brother, you said this dirty pot, it's really not expensive, guess how much I spent, brother... 20 yuan, plus a cigarette ,Ha ha..."

Fang Feiyang's eyes stayed on the little water cheng all the time, carefully looking at it thoughtfully.

Seeing Boss Fang's interested gesture, Hua Dehai tapped the dark thing lightly and said, "Why, Boss Fang is interested in it,"

Fang Feiyang smiled slightly, and did not deliberately deny it, nodded and said: "I feel that there is a story on this thing, and it was made in the Xuande year of the Ming Dynasty. It is such a coincidence that I saw two consecutive "Xuande" year names at Brother Hua's place today. ..The first one is the Xuande furnace, and the second one is this thing.”

"Haha, it's a pity that the Xuande furnace is a fake Xuande, and this thing may not be real... To tell you the truth, I'm going to wash this thing, and set up a street stall and ask for 200. Since Boss Fang likes it, I'll give you 100." ,"

Hua Dehai is also a man of temperament, so he gave Fang Feiyang a real price without hesitation.

"Okay, 100 yuan, I want..."

Fang Feiyang took this little water cheng with a smile, and at the moment he took it, he really sensed that it contained hundreds of years of vicissitudes, as well as a series of video stories that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

This blue-and-white tangled flower-pattern Xiaoshuicheng was brought from the capital 580 years ago by a county magistrate who rushed to Shilin Town, Guiyang to serve as an official. A small piece of porcelain fired during the year.

It's a pity that after more than 500 years, the original simple, elegant and crystal-clear glaze color was covered by dirt all over the body. Fang Feiyang believes that as long as he takes it home and carefully cleans and removes dirt, it can still restore its new appearance.

I picked three things at Hua Dehai's house, and two of them were only worth 250 yuan. Fang Feiyang took out his wallet and gave him cash. Feiyang asked Hua Dehai to write down the bank number and account number, and transfer the money directly to him.

Fang Feiyang has gained a lot from this trip. He picked up a few treasures. Hua Dehai is also very happy. As a shoveling peddler working hard in the antique industry, the imitation Xuande stove also made him tens of thousands of dollars. He is also contented.

Just when Fang Feiyang and Chen Jian walked to the door and waved goodbye to Hua Dehai, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came from the community with his beloved "weapon" and a group of friends.

"Dad, Mom, I'm hungry, give me money to buy snacks,"

It turned out that the little boy was Hua Dehai's son.

The son asked for money to buy food, as a father, can he not give it? Besides, Hua Dehai had just received tens of thousands of dollars, and he was very happy, so he immediately threw a red note to his son with "proudness".

The son threw down his "weapon" happily, and ran to the small supermarket next door with his friends.

Fang Feiyang suddenly felt emotional, and involuntarily turned the string of Leiyin stone beads on his wrist, which naturally triggered the out-of-the-air sensing ability. He stared at the "weapon" under Hua Dehai's feet, feeling a sense of mystery The image of the picture immediately appeared in Fang Feiyang's mind.

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