Long chasing Yueyue laughed, "You guys, you, Mr. Song, let me help you identify antiques."
"It's hard!"
Song Xuan's appraisal level of Long chasing the moon is quite relieved.
That is Guan Feng's disciples, and the level will definitely not be low.
After Yang Zimei finished acupuncture for Song Xuan, he came out to see Long Chaoyue holding a porcelain bowl in a daze.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Zimei walked over, took the porcelain bowl in his hand, looked at it, and asked puzzled, "There is nothing special in this thing, it is not antiques."
"I know."
Long Zhanyue took the porcelain bowl over, "This is the porcelain bowl I made by myself!"
"Good handmade!"
Yang Zimei praised, "It can almost be fake."
"This is not a problem. The problem is that this porcelain bowl is obviously placed in the cave where I live with the master. It is my face of meals. I don’t understand how to get to the hawker."
Long Chao Yue's brown pupils suddenly sank, and Huo stood up. "No, I want to go back to my cave to see, is anyone stealing in! But where I and Master and I have never allowed anyone to enter
One step. Xunzi, I am going to go, I have time to contact again, my brother is back, remember to call me. "
After speaking, her figure flashed and quickly disappeared in front of her.
Looking at her hurried back, Yang Zimei shook her head helplessly.
This dragon chasing the moon, just like the dragon, is all the heads of Shenlong, and they are in a hurry.
It is not two brothers and sisters, no one believes.
Song Xuan raised it out, and saw Long Chaou Yue away, asking her where she went.
Yang Zimei did not tell him the truth, but only said that she went to Master.
"Mr. Song, do you have any information about Teacher Feng?"
Thinking of Guan Feng as a person who had entered the west tomb of the state, and in addition to still have a cow's identity with a very popular table, Yang Zimei naturally was very interested in him.
"Well, there will be photos of academic research a few years ago, you wait."
Song Xuan entered the house and took out a colorful picture, opened the first page, and pointed to one of the humane. "This is Teacher Guan Feng."
Yang Zimei looked at Guan Feng carefully and found that he was a bit like Master, but his hair was different.
Master Yuqing looks like a fairy wind bone, while Guan Feng has a bit of qi, and his temperament is completely different, but the outline is still a bit similar.
"Mr. Song, do you know that Teacher Guan's birthday is eight characters?"
Yang Zimei asked Song Xuan.
Song Xuan shook his head, "Teacher Guan's age has always been a fan in this archeological world. Some people speculate that he should be over 100 years old, and some people say that he is in his sixties."
"It's at least a hundred years old."
Yang Zimei understands the face, no matter how good it is, it looks younger, and he can't escape her eyes.
Unfortunately, he did not stand in front of himself, and could not know his information exactly.
However, it is certain that he has a certain relationship with his master.
If there is a chance, she also wants to see it.
From Mo Xuan, Yang Zimei passed through Brunei Street to the parking lot, opened the door, but found that a person was sitting in the back seat of the car, which scared her.
This man was actually insinuable to plug Xingmang Diamond to her mysterious grandma.
"Grandma, how did you enter the car?"
Yang Zimei asked very depressed.
"Pull the door and come in."
Grandma looked at her, "Don't ask anything, you drive to the river on the east suburbs, I have something to tell you."