It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Chu Heng stared at the sky blue glazed plate and looked at it again and again, and after a while, he spoke to the saleswoman who was standing behind the counter and secretly looking at him.

"Comrade, show me that plate."

"Ah? Which one?" The young lady regained her senses and asked embarrassedly.

"Just the cyan one." Chu Heng pointed.

Miss Sister hurriedly went over and took it out. Seeing the tiny cracks on it, she kindly reminded: "Comrade, this is too old. There are quite a few good ones out there. They are similar to new ones and not too expensive."

Chu Heng smiled at her: "I think this is pretty, please show me."

"Oh, oh." The young lady looked at the tattered plate in her hands suspiciously. Are handsome guys' hobbies so heavy?

She didn't understand or didn't understand, so she still handed over the plate.

Chu Heng hurriedly took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

The glaze juice is fat, moist and bright, like a pile of fat, looks like a jasper, and the button sounds like a sweet, like jade but not jade, and there are five burnt nail marks on the bottom.

Should, like, probably?

Chu Zhou, who had a lesson from a failure, touched the plate unconfidently and asked the young lady, "How much is this?"

"Yi Mao." The young lady gave him a soft smile.

What's the hesitation? It's only a dime. If you win the bet, you will have a sauna every day.

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 some things he bought and prepared to leave.

However, just as he was about to leave the shop, an old man stood in front of him and said to him kindly, "Young man, I'll discuss something with you."

He's had enough twists and turns to go out.

This old man looks in his fifties, fair and rich, with two thick mustaches under his nose, very similar to Mr. Lu Shuren.

Chu Heng didn't want to talk to him at first, but the old man's appearance as a big troll in the Republic of China was inexplicably very kind, so he asked patiently, "What's the matter with you?"

"That's the case. I like your plate quite a bit. Can you give it to me?" The old man smiled and stretched out a finger: "I'll give you a dollar."

Chu Heng is very transparent, so he doesn't even need to guess. He even knows with his **** that this old man is trying to deceive what he has.

He also deduced from this that this plate is likely to be a treasure, otherwise the old man would have no reason to be so urgent. Take the money from your hand.

This old man can't do it anymore, and the price has been doubled tenfold. Even a fool knows something is wrong.

Maybe it was because he cared too much about this thing that made him lose his temper.

"Bum." Since you already know that it's coming for the things in his hand, you're welcome, you want Ru kiln celadon glaze for a dollar, so you're a club?

This person can't be judged by appearances. A kind person doesn't necessarily have a good heart, and a handsome person doesn't necessarily have a good waist. Auntie won't deceive me!

Chu Heng glanced at the old man in disgust, pushed him away, walked out the door, and headed straight for the car storage.

When the old man saw this reaction, he immediately knew that he had met an expert, gave a wry smile, and quickly chased after him.

At this moment, his intestines are full of regrets. If he had seen that plate earlier, there would be no such thing as now, it would be a step too late!

"Young man, wait for a while, wait for a while." The old man held Chu Heng at the door, and said with an apologetic smile, "It's me who can't see God, so if you give me a price, I won't say anything. Does it work?"

"Not for sale."

Chu Heng rolled his eyelids, broke free from him, and continued to walk forward.

Talk to me about money? joke!

The old man trotted to keep up, looked around cautiously, saw no one, and whispered to him, "I'll pay two thousand."

"I won't sell it for 20,000 yuan. Why don't you stay away from me? You're following me, believe it or not!" Chu Heng glared at him, walked into the parking lot in three steps, and put the small After the ticket was given to the uncle who saw the car, he went to find his own car.

The old man followed him perseveringly and discussed it, "Then shall I replace it with you? I have a certain kiln white glaze lotus petal small bowl."

Chu Heng didn't even bother to answer. He walked over to the bicycle, stuffed the plate into his arms, untied the hemp rope on the back seat, tied the round stool to the jewelry box, stepped on the bicycle and left.

"Hey, you can't just put that plate like that. It's good if it's broken." The old man's face turned green, and he reminded him from behind in distress.

"It's also mine if it's broken." Chu Heng muttered and left quickly, disappearing in the eyes of the old man in the blink of an eye.

"Sky blue glaze!"

The old man patted his thigh in a heartbroken manner, with that look of grief over the loss of his loved one, which really brought tears to those who saw it.

Those who didn't know it thought that the new wife ran away with someone.

After Chu Heng was far away, seeing that no one was chasing him, he hurriedly drove his car into an alley. When he came out again, there was nothing on his body.

At this moment, his mood is extremely gorgeous.

Erwuyan, who just bought something last week, suddenly picked up a big treasure. Who can be unhappy?

It felt like a poor man who always went to a dilapidated foot-washing city because he had no money. Suddenly, one day, he paid the same price, and the person who pinched his feet was replaced by a glamorous star.

Le is crazy.

"When spring comes, the window is full of greenery, and the old lady's window is full of mandarin ducks..."

Chu Heng was smoking a cigarette, humming a song, and hurried back happily.

After a while~www.NovelMTL.com~ he came to the door of the cultural relics store selling blue and white jars.

"Crench!"

Chu Heng squeezed the brakes and glanced hesitantly at the door of the acquisition department.

Although judging from the old man's reaction, his azure glaze is likely to be real, but after all, he still doesn't understand whether it is someone who is dating or not, which makes him not very confident.

After a little hesitation, he turned around and rode towards the cultural relic store.

He thinks it's better to let a professional take a look. As for whether he will be fooled by the master inside, he is not worried at all.

At this time, the people were still very upright, not so crooked, and they all collected cultural relics for the state, so it didn't matter to them to spend more money and less money, how could they deceive him?

Don't even think about being rich in your own pockets. You as a country won't guard against this?

Chu Heng steadily stopped the car and locked it, then strode into the acquisition department.

The masters in the shop are still the same two people from yesterday, but today there is a customer who is selling things.

She is a woman over fifty years old. She is well-dressed and has delicate makeup. She doesn't look like an ordinary person.

She sold a gilt Maitreya Buddha and gave her a full 120 yuan.

After Chu Heng waited for the old woman to leave, he walked slowly to the counter.

The middle-aged man was quite impressed by the two or five eyes he sold as a Hongwu imitator. He smiled and walked over: "What do you want to sell today, young man?"

"You 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 were worth it immediately, he quickly stopped him from putting it down, wiped his body and took out a cotton pad from under the counter and spread it on the counter, nervously pointing at the cotton pad Dian said: "Put this, count it, you can count it!"