The system takes me to pretend

The stall owner was silent for a while.

He wanted to say something, but knew he couldn't say that, so he finally nodded.

"The little brother is right, the real antique is the blue and white porcelain figure jar in your hand."

He swears to God, this sentence is from his heart, he wants 100 million in his heart, so he said this sentence obediently.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard!" At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded from behind.

I saw Liu Wanxian clutching his stomach, walking crookedly, tears almost coming out of his smile.

mentally retarded!

This Su Hao is definitely mentally handicapped!
It's fine to buy a fake for 100 million, and even lie to yourself, saying it is a real antique.

The boss is also funny, speaking out of conscience, there is no way, meeting such a silly roe deer, the ancestral grave is a good choice!
"What are you laughing at?" Meng Xue gave Liu Wanxian a disgusted look, her expression was full of displeasure.

She and Su Hao passed by here, and they had no intention of picking willows, but they met such a disciple, and they were disappointed.

If Su Hao gets angry, I'm afraid the whole antique street will be ruined in a flash.

The power of Consummation in the middle stage of the Extreme Realm is no less than the power of missile bombing. Even if Liu Wanxian is given [-] lives, it is not enough for Su Hao to raise his hand to kill him.

For a mere kid from a rich family to dare to be so proud in front of her and Su Hao, he really doesn't know how to live or die.

"Beauty, I'm laughing at that idiot next to you." Liu Wanxian spoke without concealing his words, looking down at Su Hao with the eyes of an idiot.

"Use 100 million to buy a counterfeit, and my uncle won't help me, so I will obey you!"

After the words fell, he laughed again, sharp and piercing.

Meng Xue's face was cold, and she raised her hand to slap Liu Wanxian, but was held back by Su Hao.

She looked at Su Hao, and found that there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, and there was still a faint smile on his face.

"This gentleman seems to be very knowledgeable about antiques, why don't you tell me why my blue and white porcelain figure jar is a fake?"

"See the bottom?" Liu Wanxian smiled sarcastically, and said in a strange way: "Anyone with a little discernment will see that this is a fake. Do you still need to see the bottom?"

The stall owner pretended to be displeased: "Young man, please keep your mouth clean. There is not a single fake in my stall."

"No?" Liu Wanxian squinted his eyes, pointed to a painting and said, "The "Picture of Prostitutes in Wang Shu Palace" that you put on here is said to be copied by Tang Bohu, but do you know that Tang Bohu made a painting of figures? On the one hand, he has superb realistic skills, accurate images and unique charm, and each stroke can achieve the point of strong and thin lines and beautiful coloring.

The most important thing is that he has a habit, every time he draws a picture, he will use meticulous brushwork to add color to the corner of the picture. In layman's terms, it means to increase the color rendering, so the world will follow suit when copying.

As for the corners of your painting, there is no trace of fine brushwork, and it is a complete fake. How dare you say that there is not a single fake in your booth? "

Hearing these words, the stall owner's face was obviously a little embarrassed.

He really did not expect that Liu Wanxian was so familiar with Tang Bohu's paintings that he could speak so well that he was speechless.

Meng Xue also showed surprise in her eyes, which made Liu Wanxian even more proud, and raised her head very high.

His family has the original "Picture of Prostitutes in the Palace of Shu Wang" in his collection, and he hears this painting from his parents every day, can he not be familiar with it?
On the other hand, Su Hao completely ignored Liu Wanxian's words and deeds, and just raised his hand and patted the blue and white porcelain figure jar.

"Crack!"

A cracking sound suddenly sounded, and the surface of the blue and white porcelain figure pot soaked by force was covered with cracks like spider webs, and then burst open.

What is astonishing is that after the surface tiles were cracked, a new layer of murals appeared inside.

Under the stunned gaze of Liu Wanxian and others, Su Hao lightly peeled off these broken porcelain tiles.

In an instant, a brand new blue and white porcelain figure jar came into their eyes.

This figure jar is 27.5 cm high, 33 cm wide in diameter, with plain bottom and thick circle feet, round shoulders, short straight neck, slightly thicker lips, and a full-body depiction of the belly with rich cobalt blue glaze.

In the mural, a group of road clearers who came to Banqiao in the stream ride on a two-wheeled cart with tigers and leopards in the bridle. There are two foot soldiers in front, and a young general riding a horse with a bow in the back. Banners.

Across the mountains and rocks of Qiqi, a civil servant in the court uniform of the Song Dynasty looks back and looks forward on horseback. He holds a wat in his left hand. Lotus petals with auspicious patterns.

Looking at this character jar full of vicissitudes and historical imprints, Liu Wanxian was dumbfounded.

Not only him, but the boss was also dumbfounded.

What's happening here?
Inside the character jar, there is actually a character jar wrapped around it?
"My God, this this this this is not."

Suddenly, a startled voice came from behind.

Liu Wanxian looked around, and saw a middle-aged man in a robe and glasses rushing over with shortness of breath.

"Little brother, can... can you show me the character jar in your hand?"

Seeing the blazing eyes of the middle-aged man, it was as if he saw a peerless treasure. Su Hao knew that he was a man of knowledge, so he handed the character jar to him.

"There is nothing wrong, there is absolutely nothing wrong, it is it, it is it!!" The middle-aged man trembled, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement, and he could even see tears flying.

"President Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?" The stall owner was a little surprised.

This middle-aged man is the president of Shonan Auction House. His name is Tian Run. He has a strong cognitive ability in the field of antiques and treasures and is recognized as a master of treasure appraisal.

All the items auctioned at its auction are genuine and none of them are counterfeit.

"It's nothing, I'm just too excited!" President Tian took a deep breath and said in shock: "This is a large blue and white jar of Yuan Dynasty, one of the only eight pieces of blue and white porcelain with character stories in Yuan Dynasty left in the world. period."

"Hiss!" The stall owner narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but gasped.

Yuan blue and white pots are priceless treasures that Chinese and foreign collectors dream of. Countless people have tried to imitate them for thousands of years, but they cannot compare with the original in terms of shape, painting style, and charm.

This object has extremely strict requirements on craftsmanship, and the accuracy of porcelain clay, imported green materials, glaze finish, modeling accuracy, painting style, and even the size, thickness, and weight of the fired utensils is extremely high.

That fake of mine turned into a large blue and white pot from Yuan Dynasty? !
While the stall owner was startled, President Tian said to himself: "Yuan blue and white is a milestone in the history of Chinese porcelain, and this 'Ghost Valley Down the Mountain' porcelain jar is even more of a rare treasure that pioneered the world, and it is a pot that has made great achievements. It is the privilege of emperors and nobles, a symbol of status and grade."

"Ghost Valley going down the mountain?!"

After these words fell, the stall owner jumped up directly.

"President Tian, ​​are you talking about the antique that was quoted in the news as the most valuable Chinese porcelain?"

"That's right." Tian Run nodded, sighing.

Guigu Xiashan Yuan blue and white pot depicts the scene of Guiguzi descending the mountain in the Warring States Period. It is extremely old and has been listed as a cultural relic.

"Ke Ke, didn't Ghost Valley go down the mountain because of the war and lost overseas?" The stall owner still couldn't believe it.

"I don't know." Tian Run was also deeply skeptical, but he can guarantee that the character pot in his hand is absolutely genuine.

Over the years, he has been very proficient in identifying the authentic features of the Yuan blue and white large pots and the shape identification method of Guigu Xiashan's authentic works, and it is impossible to admit mistakes.

The unsophisticated air rushing to the face has penetrated into the historical touch in the blood of the Chinese people, and it cannot be faked.

The country has been looking for lost cultural relics for these years. If the people of the country know that the original blue and white figure pot of the Yuan Dynasty "Ghost Valley Down the Mountain" still exists in China, I am afraid they will not know how happy they are.

After all, ancient cultural relics are of great historical research value for revitalizing Chinese ceramic culture, showing and promoting China's 5000-year-old brilliant ceramic civilization to the world, and studying ancient ceramic craftsmanship.

On the surface, the value of the Yuan Dynasty blue and white character jar 'Ghost Valley Down the Mountain' is one billion, but for a country's ceramic culture, its value is inestimable.

With shock in his heart, Tian Run looked at Su Hao, and asked in amazement: "Little brother, I saw that you smashed the surface of this character jar specially, how did you know that there is a can in this jar? "

"Rely on the induction of soul energy." Su Hao smiled, and explained: "Everything in the world has a soul. This blue and white character pot of the Yuan Dynasty 'Ghost Valley Down the Mountain' has existed for thousands of years, and the soul energy is actually very strong. Anyone who can perceive soul energy can perceive its existence in the room, but if it is replaced by an item that has not been around for a long time, its soul energy will be very weak, and it is even difficult to perceive it at all.”

"Can people really do this kind of thing?" A passerby seemed to hear Su Hao's words, and whispered.

Obviously, he didn't believe Su Hao's words at all.

The same is true for the stall owner, but what he cares more about at the moment is that this ghost valley worth one billion goes down the mountain.

Such a huge amount was an unimaginable amount for him in his entire life.

But Su Hao got it with 100 million.

I thought the other party was bronze, but I didn't expect that I was bronze. As for the other party, he was the real king.

While regretting, Tian Run's body was shaken.

It is rumored that there is a kind of person in the world, called soul masters, their sensitivity to soul energy is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary people, and they can't miss any treasure, and all of them are genuine.

This Su Hao is probably also a soul master!

After being silent for a while, he stared at Su Hao, gritted his teeth and said, "Little brother, can you sell me this ghost valley down the mountain? Within a month, I will get you one billion."

After saying this, Liu Wanxian's eyes widened, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

To be honest, he was completely dubious about what Tian Run said just now, and he definitely would not think that a piece of Yuan blue and white ceramics could be sold for a billion yuan.

But now when Tian Run said this, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

As a regular customer of the Shonan Auction, he still has an impression of Tian Run.

As the president of the auction house, Tian Run has a very high status and has cooperative relations with the bosses of many large groups. Take it back.

In other words, as long as Su Hao is willing to sell this Guigu down the mountain, Tian Run will definitely give him one billion.

A billion!
Even for him as a rich man, it was not a small sum.

Even so, it was won by Su Hao with a price of 100 million and a thousand times the result.

Recalling his previous cynicism towards Su Hao, Liu Wanxian only felt that his face was burning hot at the moment, and he didn't know if it was because of jealousy or other reasons.

The stall owner has completely lost his eyesight, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Billion! !
Just being taken away by Su Hao, and still from his own hands, this kind of gap is simply not something that one person can bear.

Meng Xuemei's eyes were full of light.

As expected of Su Tianshi, he is not only the pinnacle of martial arts, but even his eyesight is so sharp and terrifying.

So handsome!
Unexpectedly, just when everyone thought that Su Hao would make a deal, Su Hao stretched out his finger and shook it.

"I've never touched money, I'm not interested in money!"