Chu Heng stared at the azure-glazed plate with intense eyes, and after a while he spoke to the saleswoman who was standing behind the counter secretly sizing him up.
"Comrade, show me that plate."
"Huh? Which one?" The young lady came back to her senses and asked embarrassedly.
"Just the cyan one." Chu Heng pointed.
The young lady hurried over and took it out. When she saw that there were tiny cracks on it, she kindly reminded her, "Comrade, this is too old. There are many good ones over there. They are almost the same as new ones and not expensive."
Chu Heng smiled at her: "I think this is quite beautiful. Please show it to me."
"Oh." The young lady looked at the tattered plate in her hand in confusion. Do all handsome guys have such heavy tastes?
She didn't understand, so she handed the plate over anyway.
Chu Heng quickly took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.
The glaze is fat, moist and bright, like a pile of grease, looks like jasper, the sound of the buckle is like a sweet fragrance, it looks like jade but not jade, and there are five burnt nail marks on the bottom.
It should, seems, probably, right?
Chu Zhouzhou, who had experienced a failure, touched the plate unconfidently and asked the young lady: "How much does this cost?"
"Yimao." The young lady gave him a gentle smile.
What's the point of hesitating? It's only a dime. If you win the bet, you'll get a sauna every day. If you lose the bet, you'll just smoke a few cigarettes. It's not bad.
He quickly took out the money and handed it to the young lady, asking her to issue the invoice.
After the formalities were completed, he took the few things he bought and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to leave the shop, an old man stood in front of him and said to him with a kind face: "Young man, I want to discuss something with you."
His first trip out was full of twists and turns.
This old man is in his fifties, fair and wealthy, with two thick mustaches under his nose. He looks very much like Mr. Lu Shuren.
Chu Heng didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing the old man's appearance as a big troll in the Republic of China, he was inexplicably friendly, so he patiently asked: "What do you want?"
"That's what it is. I really like this plate of yours. Can you give it to me?" The old man smiled and held out a finger: "I'll give you a dollar."
Chu Hengduo was so transparent that he didn't even have to guess. He knew with his buttocks that this old man was trying to defraud him of what he had in his hands.
He also deduced from this that the plate was probably really a treasure, otherwise the old man would have no reason to be so impatient. In his previous life, when he was deceived by others, they were not impatient. After a little discussion, he was invisibly deceived.
Take away the money in your hand.
This old man couldn't help it. He raised the price ten times. Even a fool knew something was wrong.
Maybe it was because he cared so much about this thing that he lost his temper.
"Rolling, rolling." Since you already know that you are here for the thing in his hand, you are welcome. For one dollar, you want the Ru kiln sky green glaze. Do you think this man is a stick?
You really can’t judge this person by his appearance. Someone who looks kind may not necessarily have a good heart, and someone who is pretty may not necessarily have a good waist. Auntie, don’t deceive me!
Chu Heng glanced at the old man with disgust, pushed him away and walked out of the door, heading straight to the car storage area.
When the old man saw this reaction, he immediately knew that he had met an expert. He smiled bitterly and hurriedly chased after him.
At this moment, his intestines were filled with regret. If he had seen that plate earlier, this matter would not have happened. It would have been so late!
"Young man, wait a minute, wait a minute." The old man grabbed Chu Heng at the door and said with an apologetic smile: "I am too blind to see God. If you give me a price, I won't even say a word.
Will it work?"
"Not for sale."
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids, broke away from him forcefully, and continued walking forward.
Talking to me about money? What a joke!
The old man trotted to keep up. He looked around cautiously and saw that there was no one around. He whispered to him, "I'll pay two thousand."
"I won't sell it for 20,000 yuan, so why don't you stay away from me? I'm going to open the car for you. Believe it or not!" Chu Heng glared at him, walked into the car storage area in two steps, and put the little boy in his hand.
After giving the ticket to the car watcher, he went to find his own car.
The old man followed him perseveringly and discussed: "Then shall I exchange it with you? I have a small white-glazed lotus petal bowl."
Chu Heng was too lazy to answer. He walked to the bicycle, stuffed the plate into his arms, untied the hemp rope on the back seat, tied the stool and the jewelry box, got on the bike and left.
"Hey, you can't just put the plate like that. It's going to break." The old man's face turned green, and he reminded him distressedly from behind.
"It's mine even if it's broken." Chu Heng muttered and left quickly, disappearing from the old man's eyes in the blink of an eye.
"Azure glaze!"
The old man patted his thigh sadly, looking like he was mourning the loss of his beloved, which would make anyone cry.
Those who didn’t know better thought that the new wife had run away with someone else.
After Chu Heng was far away, he saw that no one was catching up behind him, so he quickly drove into an alley. When he came out again, he had nothing on him.
At this moment, his mood was extremely brilliant.
Who could be upset when a person who just bought something last week suddenly picked up a big treasure?
It felt like a poor guy who always went to a shabby foot-washing place because he had no money. Suddenly one day, he spent the same price and the person who pinched his feet was replaced by a beautiful star.
Crazy happy.
"The windows are full of green when spring comes, and the big girl shows off her mandarin ducks under the window..."
Chu Heng smoked a cigarette, hummed some music, and drove back happily.
After a while, he arrived in front of the cultural relics shop selling blue and white jars.
"Crunch!"
Chu Heng squeezed the brakes and looked at the door of the acquisition department hesitantly.
Although judging from the old man's reaction, his sky green glaze was probably real, but after all, he still didn't understand whether people were dating or not, which made him feel unsure.
After a moment's hesitation, he turned the car around and rode towards the cultural relics store.
He thought it would be better to let a professional take a look. As for whether he might be deceived by the master inside, he was not worried at all.
People at this time were still very upright and not so crooked. Moreover, they collected cultural relics for the state. It had nothing to do with them to spend more or less. Do they deserve to be fooled?
Don't even think about enriching your own pockets. Don't you think the country will guard against this?
Chu Heng stopped the car steadily, locked it, and strode into the acquisition department.
The chefs in the store are still the same two people as yesterday, but today there is a customer selling items.
She is a woman over fifty years old. She is well-dressed and has exquisite makeup. She looks like she is not an ordinary person.
What she sold was a gilt Maitreya Buddha, which cost her a full one hundred and twenty yuan.
After Chu Heng waited for the old woman to leave, he slowly walked to the counter.
The middle-aged man was quite impressed by him for selling Qing imitations as Hongwu imitations. He walked over with a smile and asked, "What do you want to sell today?"
"Take a look first." Chu Heng reached into his arms and took out the azure glaze plate.
"Ouch, don't move, don't move!" The middle-aged man's eyes immediately became clear. He quickly stopped him from putting it down, took out a cotton pad from under the counter and spread it on the counter, pointing nervously at the cotton pad.
He said: "Put it here and count it, you have to count it!"
