God Level Golden Eye

Volume One, Chapter 255

Yang Zhonghe took the bag that Song Yun handed over, and wanted to know what was in it.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng's eyesight in the circle is very strong. No matter how they are joking, this must be admitted. In other words, what they can see is definitely not ordinary things. What is even more curious is that today Those who came here at night are all people who have been playing in the antique circle for many years. If nothing else, they are knowledgeable. This is definitely not a problem. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng dare to say that they have never seen it before, and I really can’t imagine it. what exactly is it.

Yang Zhonghe opened the bag and glanced at it. There was a square object inside, and he was immediately stunned. It was true that he had never seen anything like this before.

"What the **** is this?"

Yang Zhonghe muttered as he stretched his hands in. He wanted to take it out. He had a lot of weight and was not mentally prepared. He shook his hands and did not pick it up.

"Yo!"

"Yang Zhonghe!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's not that people are old and weak, can't even pick up an antique?"

When Zhu Deyuan saw Yang Zhonghe gloating like this, he immediately began to laugh.

Yang Zhonghe blushed and couldn't speak, but this time he was mentally prepared and finally pulled out the contents of the bag with his hands, but even so, the weight on his hands still surprised him.

"What is this?"

"ceramic tile?"

Yang Zhonghe looked down, and was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that what he took out of the bag was a square object, which looked like a tile on the ground.

Song Yun saw that Yang Zhonghe's hands were shaking constantly, knowing that something like this was really a bit heavy for an old man approaching 80, so he quickly took over and placed it on a table next to him.

A group of old men and old ladies immediately gathered around.

"What the **** is this?"

"Old Man Zhu and Old Man Xu are right. I really haven't seen anything like this!"

"Is this a floor tile?"

"This is definitely a floor tile! The problem is that it must not be a normal floor tile!"

"Where is this anyway?"

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"Unbelievable!"

"On the floor tiles are blue and white!"

"This is definitely imported Su Ma Liqing material!"

"Too extravagant, isn't it? You actually used imported blue and white materials to make floor tiles?!"

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"This level is really high!"

"Do you see it, the hair color is deep, deep into the fetal bone, this is absolutely what a top master can do!"

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"Oh my God!"

"I can't believe my eyes!"

"There is nothing wrong with the floor tile. The problem is that it is nearly two centimeters thick. The surface of the floor tile is so flat, like a mirror surface. The four sides are even more typical of horizontal and vertical. The absolute 90-degree angle is terrible and amazing! "

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"This is Flint Red!"

"A characteristic that only appears on top blue and white porcelain."

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A group of old men and women gathered around and took out bright flashlights from their pockets. After a while, they began to express various opinions.

Song Yun stood aside and didn't speak, but he secretly admired him. He deserves to be a real expert and a real professional. After just a few glances, he can speak clearly, not bad at all.

"What the **** is this?"

"It looks like a floor tile. The question is who would use such a clever technique to make floor tiles? How extravagant and wasteful it is? With this technique, why not make some porcelain?!"

"I really don't understand this thing!"

"How bad is this to do?!"

Old men and old ladies, look at me and I look at you. I just don’t understand why such a floor tile appeared. Shouldn’t the extremely powerful craftsmen burn all kinds of porcelain?

Brick?

Imported Su Ma Liqing material?

Yang Zhonghe curled his brows, vaguely thinking of where he had been in his mind, after passing relevant records.

"What is it?"

"What the **** is it?"

"Why are there such floor tiles?"

Yang Zhonghe muttered and patted his forehead harder. Suddenly, as if a flash of lightning struck down, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Da Baoen Temple!"

"This is the blue and white floor tiles of Dabaoen Temple!"

"Is this the blue and white floor tiles of the legendary Dabaoen Temple?!"

Yang Zhonghe said, turning around to look at Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, with a look of shock, he couldn't believe the answer he thought of, but besides this, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

"Blue and white floor tiles?"

"Da Baoen Temple?"

"The temple between Zhu Di's mother?"

"Which one of Linglong Tower was destroyed by the war later?"

"Is it really like this?"

"Is it impossible?"

"Why is it impossible? Only this possibility is possible, there is no other reason!"

The old men and old ladies blew up their nests and quarreled loudly. In fact, they didn’t believe it, but rather believed it very much. They were very sure that this was the legendary blue and white floor tiles of the Dabaoen Temple. They were just too surprised and could not believe it. Have to believe it again.

"Old man Zhu, old man Xu, do you also think this is the blue and white floor tiles of Dabaoen Temple?"

Yang Zhonghe stared at Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng fiercely. His hands were shaking. The blue and white floor tiles of Dabaoen Temple are indeed something in the legend. They are basically not seen in the world. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng have brought them. Coming together, absolutely unexpected, completely unexpected.

Yang Zhonghe was also very shocked when he asked this, and couldn't believe what he saw.

"Not bad!"

"It seems that you old men and old ladies are not dim-eyed yet, you will recognize them in such a short time!"

Zhu Deyuan nodded triumphantly.

"Ok!"

"There is indeed a bit of meaning that the sword is not old, and I reacted so quickly!"

Xu Desheng saw the shocked look of Yang Zhonghe and others, and was not happy. He came up with an antique that would make these knowledgeable old men and old ladies all feel incredible. It is definitely not an easy task. Seeing them like this Son, vanity has been greatly satisfied.

"Where did you find such a thing?"

Yang Zhonghe took a deep breath and calmed his excitement a little bit. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng must have already identified this floor tile. With their eyesight, they said it was the blue and white floor tile of the Great Baoen Temple. You can't go wrong, it's definitely authentic.

Yang Zhonghe is now very curious about where exactly this kind of thing was found. You must know that Dabaoen Temple has long been destroyed by war, and the contents inside were destroyed by rioters. After hundreds of years, let alone the whole Blocks of blue and white floor tiles, even some scraps are rare.