Xiaoqing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she grabbed her brother's arm, "Isn't the biggest dream of you and grandpa, is to have a place in our Luo family in antique porcelain? Now, this opportunity has come, and,
This sister can also help you with treatment, it’s just God helping us.”
The young man remained silent.
Yang Zimei is so young that he does not look like a person with superb medical skills, not to mention that he is suffering from a terminal illness.
And Min Gang is just a fifteen-year-old middle school student. He seems to have an extraordinary temperament. He should come from a famous family, but can he open a good company?
Seeing that he was still hesitant, Yang Zimei said from the side, "I'll give you some time to think about it. If you believe me, go to Mo Xuan in front and look for me. I'll be there."
After saying that, she and Min Gang left.
"Brother, she said she is from Mo Xuanli, so she must be very powerful." Xiao Qing held her brother's hand with an attentive look, "Anyway, you don't have hope for yourself anymore, why not give it a try? What if?
It's no use, we don't have much loss, both of them are willing to return such valuable blue and white porcelain to us, I think they want to help us intentionally."
The young man lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, I'll try."
"Great, brother, pack your things now and go over." Xiaoqing was very happy when she saw her brother agreeing to the treatment. She hurriedly packed up all the imitation porcelain placed on the mat and took her brother's hand to find it.
Mo Xuan.
Yang Zimei was showing the antique porcelain to Song Xuan for appreciation.
"Well, this is the antique porcelain that I have seen, made with the highest level of craftsmanship, almost perfect." Song Xuan praised, "Some people have always imitated ancient blue and white porcelain, but few people imitate Yuan blue and white porcelain. I still think
I have never seen a Yuan blue and white imitation with superb craftsmanship. I never thought that I would have the opportunity to see it now, Xiaomei, where did you buy it from?"
"I just bought it from a local stall for five thousand yuan."
"Five thousand yuan? I underestimate the value of this art. Although it is not an antique, if it is auctioned, it will be worth at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, or more, because whether it is a real Yuan blue and white or an imitation Yuan blue and white
Blue and white are quite rare on the market." Song Xuan said.
Min Gang's eyes lit up again.
The two Xiaoqing brothers who happened to come over also heard it.
Xiao Qing happily shook his brother's hand: "Brother, I didn't expect that grandpa's imitations are worth so much. When you get better, we will make more and sell one or two pieces a year. We will not worry."
Money."
The young man smiled bitterly. Although he knew the craftsmanship of making Yuan blue and white flowers, the materials were extremely rare and costly. He had no way to purchase the raw materials.
After hearing their words, Song Xuan raised his head and asked, "Can we find this maker?"
Yang Zimei nodded, "Well, this antique porcelain is made by them."
After hearing this, Song Xuan stood up excitedly, "I never thought we could have such a skilled craftsman in City A. I must meet him."
He walked up to the young man and asked, "Excuse me, can you take me to see this master?"
"Mr. Song, my grandfather passed away, but my brother is also a master." Xiao Qing said proudly at the side, "My grandfather said that my brother's skills are better than him, and his understanding and talent are higher."
Song Xuan looked at the young man excitedly, "Really?"
The young man nodded.
"That's great! The Yuan Qinghua technique has finally been passed down!" Song Xuan was so excited that tears flashed in his eyes.