The Immortal Road of Rebirth

Chapter 55 The Curator Wang (1)
Xiaoxiao is not interested in watching the next thing.Whether it's private or public, it's all a farce.

The surroundings were still noisy and noisy, but Xiaoxiao at the scene fell into the negative emotions of disappointment and self-blame.

Xiaoxiao is very disappointed, disappointed with himself:

On the one hand, the advantage of rebirth always makes Xiaoxiao unconsciously feel a sense of superiority.I also think that I am very mature and have deep thinking.

Now it seems that he is just a layman.I made the same mistake of judging people by appearances as the onlookers-same, no difference.I am still the ordinary "Yin Xiaoxiao", the ordinary way of thinking, the ordinary mode of behavior.

Xiaoxiao was very frustrated, this discovery that she didn't want to admit was like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, pouring a chill on her proud and fiery heart,
On the other hand, Xiaoxiao deeply realizes that the special ability of the soul to perceive the breath of time on antiques is not omnipotent in antique appreciation.

This Qianlong pastel porcelain vase is a good example. The detection of time and breath can date the antiques but cannot find the flaws of the antiques themselves.

In fact, the value of an antique depends on many factors, such as its historical value, its artistic value, its scientific value and so on.It cannot be simply measured by the length of time.

The black can held in the arms is also an example.I only know that this is a very old antique, but I don't know anything about other more important materials.I don't know its origin, its production process, its representative culture, and I can't even give it an accurate name.

In his own hands, the jar was like a hidden gem, a waste of money.

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After watching the ups and downs of the plot and the twists and turns of the porcelain-touching farce, Grandpa Ye and his party left the crowd of onlookers and continued to walk to the parking lot. While walking, they discussed the incident just now, sighing and sighing from time to time, straight to the unpredictable.

On the way, Grandpa Ye seemed to have remembered something, and beckoned to the secretary who followed closely behind him.Secretary Xu hurriedly followed, and Grandpa Ye whispered, "Xiao Xu, use my name to invite Curator Wang to come here."

"Grandpa, what did you ask Curator Wang to do?"

Hearing Grandpa mentioned Curator Wang, Xiaoxiao felt a little complicated.

On the one hand, Xiaoxiao admires his erudition and wisdom, his meticulousness, and a sense of justice in his heart, and he can still speak up for things that have nothing to do with him.

Both, smiling and a little embarrassed.It seems that Director Wang's excellence sets off his ignorance under his pretentious appearance.Director Wang is like a mirror, allowing her to see herself more clearly and truly.

Therefore, Xiaoxiao was very curious why Grandpa wanted to find Director Wang.

After some delays, it was already noon, and the high-hanging sun was a bit sinister.

Xiaoxiaobainen's little face was flushed from the sun, and a few drops of sweat hung on the thin hairs on her forehead, which made her even more adorable, full of vigor, and her bright little life shot straight into people's hearts like the morning sun.

Seeing his granddaughter's indescribable cuteness, Grandpa Ye couldn't bear the itch in his heart, so he caught it off guard and pinched Xiaoxiao's chubby cheeks.In exchange for a coquettish white eye and a cry of reproach.

Even though he knew that his granddaughter was just flirting, Grandpa Ye couldn't resist, so he quickly changed the subject in a courteous way, and at the same time explained to Xiaoxiao's question:

"Don't we Xiaoxiao like this jar in your arms? Grandpa asked curator Wang to show you. He is very good at this. Okay?"

(End of this chapter)