"Qingqing, your bargaining ability is really amazing!"

Chen Yu slapped Gu Qingqing while slapping his sister Qin's back.

However, Pei Yuqin seemed to care about Gu Qingqing's feelings very much. She stopped coughing a little, so she quickly winked at Chen Yu with her beautiful eyes. The meaning was very obvious, don't show your love in front of Gu Qingqing.

Chen Yu scratched his head awkwardly. He actually didn't want to show his affection, but just saw his sister Qin choking when she drank water and she subconsciously moved.

He picked up the teapot and coffee cup to pour good drinks for the two ladies. Chen Yu took a chocolate and ate it in a big mouthful. Although it was not yet noon, he was really busy since he visited Mr. Wu this morning, and now he was very hungry.

While eating, Chen Yu was completely convinced by Miss Qingqing.

I bought a calligraphy and painting for 5,000 yuan, and finally asked the stall owner to build an ancient book and an official kiln porcelain. This bargaining ability is hard to describe in words.

Chen Yu asked himself that the bargaining price was bad enough, but it was not as good as Miss Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing felt very uncomfortable when she saw Chen Yu and Pei Yuqin showing off her affectionate food in front of her. But when Chen Yu praised her, Gu Qingqing was still wearing a cloud of cheeks and her fair melon-shaped face seemed to be drunk.

Pei Yuqin smiled and said, "Qingqing, since Qinan identified it as an official kiln in the Ming Dynasty, it must be impossible to make a mistake. It's better to put the bottle back into the safe. You must store things like porcelain carefully."

Gu Qingqing nodded lightly, "Brother Yu's dream has always been to open his own private museum. I will keep these for Brother Yu. When the museum is opened, it can also help Brother Yu to strengthen his storefront."

As soon as these words were said, Chen Yu directly covered his forehead and was moved, and he was really moved. This is the so-called most difficult thing to absorb the kindness of a beauty.

While rubbing his eyebrows lightly, he thought of the electric shock, "There are two antiques, a calligraphy and painting, and a thread-bound book. After reading it, he quickly got out. This is a place of right and wrong."

But Gu Qingqing didn't want to let him go so easily. Just as Shen Yu went to pick up the large thread-bound book on the table, Gu Qingqing picked up the notebook on the table and handed it over.

"Brother Yu, these are some of my experiences in identifying the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty and the blue and white porcelain of the Qing Dynasty that I have recorded these days. Can you please help me see it?"

Before Chen Yu could speak, Pei Yuqin had already helped Chen Yu take it over, "Don't hesitate, as if I don't let you give Qingqing what it seems. Hurry up, record it well, and praise Qingqing. If there is something wrong, you are not allowed to criticize it, and you should also praise it."

"The white glaze is made of blue and white, and the flowers are clear and transparent in the glaze."

The first sentence in the notes on the first page is the sincere praise of blue and white porcelain in Gong Shi's "Tao Song" of the Qing Dynasty.

Next, all the highlights of everyone's identification of porcelain in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Basically, there are records of the entire instrument.

Turning down constantly, there are even many identification techniques of contemporary porcelain appraisal masters. They are not just newspapers or books, but are actually identification techniques.

But it was the item in charge of the palace pharmacy that cost him his life.

One day, Zhao Ji issued an order to Xuan Wang Dingguan to come to the palace and said to Wang Dingguan: "I have obtained a purple-gold pill from a Taoist priest here. After taking it, you can live forever. You can give me a try first."

Wang Dingguan did not doubt it, and kowtowed and thanked him. He took the pill on the spot and took it.

First of all, I don’t believe in taking the elixir, the King of Eternal Life, Dingguan. If I could live forever, those Taoist priests who refined the alchemy would have long since ascended to the sky. What’s the point of making trouble in this mortal world?

And Wang Dingguan, as the young prison in the palace, also had a clear idea. He knew very well that those Taoists did not dare to refine elixirs for Zhao Ji to eat. If they were to eat Zhao Ji to death, they would have to die if they could not escape.

The so-called immortality pill is just some tonics that are useless but not harmful to the body after taking them.

But this time he calculated it wrong.

As soon as he ate it, Wang Dingguan felt something was wrong, as if he swallowed a ball of fire. He didn't say anything about his irritability and depression. After a while, his mouth and nose even began to smoke out.

This scared Zhao Ji very much and quickly ordered the rescue.

Unfortunately, no one can save it.

Seeing that Wang Dingguan was unable to do so, Zhao Ji had to send someone to send him home. Before he could get home, Wang Dingguan died.

Even strange things happened after the burial.

There was a sound of peeling and pecking in the coffin of the mourning hall, which scared Wang Dingguan's family.

I don’t know when it was, a flame rushed out of the coffin, not only burning the coffin mourning hall, but also burning hundreds of households around to barely extinguish it.
Chapter completed!