Lin Kun swiped his card, and the stall owner generously saved a dollar. He looked at Lin Kun with a proud and provocative look. At first, he was laughing at Lin Kun for going against Master Tan and spending sixteen more dollars in vain.
Wan, the other one was that he had just been beaten, and now he asked Lin Kun to spend more money. This was considered compensation, and he felt a headache.
"Sir, please take it carefully and don't drop it on the ground. This thing is very precious."
Half seriously and half mockingly, the stall owner personally handed the jar to Lin Kun's hand.
Lin Kun took it as a matter of course. Song Xinyi and others behind him were already losing face. Musa and Barbaria looked ugly. Song Xinyi came to Lin Kun and lowered his voice and said: "Are you stupid?
"
Lin Kun whispered back: "You will know later."
Song Xinyi said: "Now people in the whole street are saying that you are stupid. Although the money is not much, let alone 360,000, it doesn't matter if it is 3.6 million or 36 million, but this is too embarrassing...
...Huh, I can't bear to see them succeeding as villains.
This Master Tan was a visiting professor in our school. He had a very bad character. In the name of studying antiques, he called a girl to his office alone. As a result, he almost raped the girl. Later, he was dismissed from our school.
, but he still has some connections in Yanjing and has not been locked up."
On the other side…
There are already onlookers looking for Master Tan's autograph. These antique enthusiasts on the street want to get on Tan Weizheng's boat. If they get a little advice, they may make a fortune, hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
Everything is possible, even if it is tens of thousands of dollars, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars while visiting the morning market, how exciting!
"Master Tan, please drink tea."
The stall owner respectfully handed a cup of tea to Tan Weizheng, and asked his son to bring a pear wood chair to Tan Weizheng.
Tan Weizheng didn't want to stay longer, but seeing that Lin Kun had no intention of leaving, he sat down and wanted to see if this kid was going to break the mud in front of everyone.
He really wanted to see if what he had just concluded was 100% accurate.
There were so many admiring looks around me, and I didn't need to say that I was 100% or 90% right. Then the group of people around me would immediately pounce on me like a licking dog.
"Want to break through the mud?"
Tan Weizheng's female apprentice looked arrogant and walked towards Lin Kun. She saw Lin Kun holding the mud jar with one hand and looking up and down, as if he wanted to break the mud tiles, but couldn't find a way. She sneered: "I do."
I can help you."
He didn't really want to help, but he wanted to break it open and find that the inside was as worthless as the master said, so as to laugh at Lin Kun's ignorance and at the same time improve his own master's image. Master, your image must be high.
"No need, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford compensation if I break it." Lin Kun said with a smile, tapping the clay jar a few times with his fingers.
Thump thump thump…
As Lin Kun pounded, the surface of the clay jar cracked, and there was a subtle crackling sound from the gap, and soon a layer of fine lines covered the entire jar.
Seeing this scene, everyone around them opened their eyes. The answer to the mystery was about to be revealed.
Everyone temporarily forgot about ridicule and teasing, and their eyes were full of curiosity...
Snap!
A small piece of clay peeled off and fell to the ground, immediately revealing a corner of the clay jar.
Everyone looked intently and couldn't help but lean forward. When they took a closer look, behind the exterior of the mud tiles was a patch of gray color. It looked as cheap as possible, and it didn't even have a hint of color.
None. (one zero)
"Hahaha……"
There was another group of laughing voices outside the crowd. They really didn't like this young man who dared to disobey Master Tan. In addition, the more they laughed at this young man, the more likely they were to be appreciated by Master Tan and give him some advice.
.(zero one)
"It's an eye-opener!"
"Hey, good fight!"
"You deserve this if you steal something from Master Tan!"
…
"You got a piercing, young man." Tan Weizheng sat there, holding a teacup in his hand, squinting and smiling at Lin Kun: "But it doesn't matter. In the antique industry, piercing is normal. Remember to listen to the old man's words in the future.
Fight over the things that should be fought over, and it’s better to let go of the things that shouldn’t be fought over.”
Snap...
Lin Kun ignored these people and flicked his fingers again. This time another small piece of mud fell down, and the surface behind was still colorless.
The eyes need to be punched, the eyes must be punched!
The value of 200,000 yuan that Master Tan just mentioned is a normal estimate. Another situation of the estimate is that this thing is not a finished product but a defective product.
Defective products are worthless.
"Hahaha……"
The jeers around him became even more intense, and the faces of Song Xinyi and others became even more ugly. They all lowered their heads involuntarily to avoid looking at them with burning eyes.
Click, click, click...
Lin Kun's hands speeded up, and the mud tiles wrapped around the jar quickly fell down.
Not long after, a complete small jar appeared in front of everyone. Lin Kun picked up a rag on the basin next to the stall, wetted it with water and wiped it.
With the sound of squeaking and wiping, the group of mocking people gradually became silent.
Tan Weizheng, who looked like a master while holding the tea cup, also stopped at this moment. He squinted and looked at the small clay jar in Lin Kun's hand. No, it was no longer a small clay jar, but a clay jar without any color on it.
porcelain jar.
Tan Weizheng's eyebrows frowned quickly, and the expression on his face became excited. The corners of his mouth twitched, "This... this is not an object from the XX year of the Ming Dynasty!"
Everyone looked at Tan Weizheng, who had already stood up and walked towards Lin Kun, "This is a picture of a beauties from the official kiln in the Sufang during the Tang Dynasty."
As Lin Kun wiped the entire clay jar clean, patterns did appear on it, but these patterns had no color, but even so, the pictures on it were still lifelike.
"It was made by Zhang Qing, the national master. This batch of beauties should be less than a hundred. After so many years of history, there are at most thirty on the market. Although there are many imitations in later generations, they are far from being able to create such a lifelike halo.
color."
"It's true!"
Before he could reach Lin Kun, Tan Weizheng had already made up his mind, and with a heartbroken look on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "I, I got a punch in the eye!"
It is difficult to admit that it is difficult to get an eye shot, but at this moment, Tan Weizheng, who has given up on himself, wants to slap himself in the face. There is no increase in price for 360,000 yuan. 36 million yuan is worth it. He can still make a profit by selling it.
One stroke.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. The ridicule just now disappeared and turned into shock and envy. Some even took out their mobile phones and wanted to take pictures. Lin Kun picked him up with a rag and handed it to Barba with a smile.
Leah said: "Miss Barbaria, if you take this thing back to your country, it can symbolize the friendship between our two countries. I hope it can be placed in the museum of your country..." (To be continued)