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Chapter II Business School Army

There are many small restaurants near Panjiayuan. I just found one and ordered a few dishes and bottles of beer.

Chinese people like to talk about things at the wine table because the wine table is the best tool to eliminate barriers. Even if it is a stranger, after a few glasses of wine, it is familiar to you as if you have known each other for many years.

Don’t believe it. This son-in-law and father-in-law are drinking, but there are many people who drink as brothers.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, the conversation started, the Shangxuejun talked endlessly, and his knowledge was indeed profound, and Luo Hao was stunned.

"Brother Shang, do you still have time today? Can you accompany me to visit again in the afternoon? My grandfather is about to celebrate his birthday. I was thinking about giving him a birthday gift, which also made him happy!"

After drinking and eating, Luo Hao found a reason to keep the military service. He could understand too little, and it was actually very tiring to get started one by one. Although his ancient knowledge skills were not limited in the number of times, he had to concentrate every time, which made him feel tired and a little dazed in the morning.

If there is a helping hand in hand, he will not need to get started with many things, which can save a lot of time.

Shang Xuejun lit another cigarette. After drinking, he seemed to be very moved and said slowly: "In fact, antiques are just about eye strength. If you don't have eye strength, you can't be lucky. You can say whatever you want. I'm all in the book. I don't have real eye strength, either."

"At least you know more than me and have experience than me!"

"That's it, thank you brother, you can see you. I'm fine in the afternoon, so I'll go shopping with you!"

Shang Xuejun agreed, but Luo Hao had thought that Shang Xuejun was a lie or a liar, but he had super powers of "knowing ancient art". He didn't know antiques, but it was not that easy to lie to him. He was really a liar. He lost only time. Anyway, he had to look at things.

But if he can really help him complete the task, he will make a lot of money.

The Panjiayuan was even more lively in the afternoon, and the hot summer did not stop the enthusiasm of Taobao people. There were people in front of almost every stall. As for whether anyone could successfully pick up bargains or buy what they wanted, it depends on personal luck.

Unfortunately, there are not many people who are lucky here.

"Xiao Hao, look at this high-football cup. I think it's a good thing. I saw that it was a late Ming and early Qing dynasties. If it wasn't, it would be a high imitation!"

After leaving a few stalls in the afternoon, Shang Xuejun pointed to a tall football cup about 30 centimeters tall and whispered in Luo Hao's ear.

This high-foot cup looks really beautiful, with pastel porcelain, pattern on the cup body, and no bottom. According to Shang Xuejun, this should be a fine product of the folk kiln.

Luo Hao didn't ask for the price, so he started to take it first, and his eyebrows jumped down soon.

【Gao Football Cup, within 60 years】

Within sixty years, this was not something from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It was the whole new one. It was the Shangxue Army, after Luo Hao put down the Gaofoot Cup, picked it up and appreciated it carefully.

"Let's take a look!"

There is no need to collect new things. Luo Hao was a little suspicious that Shang Xuejun was a trustee, but Shang Xuejun himself also said that this was either true or a high imitation.

"Walk!"

Luo Hao was not interested, and Shang Xuejun didn't say anything. The two continued to stroll. Shang Xuejun told Luo Hao a lot of basic knowledge about antiques and analyzed some things by himself.

Except for the high-football cup, everything he said was quite accurate, including a porcelain basin from the Republic of China period. He concluded at a glance that it was from the Republic of China, but it was incomplete. Unfortunately, it was a disabled product.

He saw that the high-football cup was in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, so he didn't advise Luo Hao to buy it, but just took a look.

Until the sky got darker and both of them were tired, Luo Hao still couldn't find the right thing.

However, this afternoon, the old thing really encountered several pieces, such as the porcelain basin from the Republic of China and a pastel of an official kiln in the Guangxu period. Although it was an official kiln, it was severely damaged and not worth a lot. Luo Hao asked for the price, but he couldn't pick up the leak, and even if he bought it, he couldn't complete the task.

As the day passed, Luo Hao's knowledge increased a lot, but he had no gains at all.

"Go back today, and it will be here tomorrow, I will continue to accompany you!"

In the evening, Luo Hao invited Shang Xuejun to a salute, which made Shang Xuejun feel a little embarrassed and offered to continue watching tomorrow.

After seeing at least two hundred items throughout the day, Luo Hao was also very tired. In addition, he drank some wine at night, and returned to the shared house he rented, and fell asleep.

The Shangxue Army was very punctual. He arrived before the agreed time the next day, which surprised Luo Hao. Fortunately, he was not late.

"Actually, don't always look at porcelain. Porcelain is good, but it is best to be seen when you are birthday gifts. Some red sandalwood and yellow flower pear are also made, or jade, many of them are suitable for giving away!"

They didn't go to the stalls they saw yesterday, and they all went to the stalls they had never seen before. While walking, Shang Xuejun was also talking to Luo Hao.

"My grandpa loves porcelain!"

Luo Hao could only continue to make up his reasons, seeing that porcelain was not what he decided on, but the system. If you want to complete the system's tasks, only porcelain can do it.

"This pair of hand-pressing cups is good, it should be an old object!"

After watching for a while, Shang Xuejun whispered to Luo Hao, only the two of them could hear.

The hand pressing cup is a form of a cup, with a flat mouth and outward stroke, an abdominal wall close to vertical, retracting inward from the lower abdominal wall, and a ring foot at the bottom.

When holding this cup in your hand, the slightly outward edge of the cup just presses the edge of the hand. It has a moderate size, a moderate weight, and a stable fit with the hand. Therefore, it is known as the "hand pressing cup".

This was a pair of cups, Luo Hao nodded slightly and held them in his hand.

【Hand press cup, sixty years ago】

The result of the identification of ancient arts is that sixty years ago, both of which prove that these two are really old objects.

Not long after watching it today, Luo Hao was slightly excited.

But soon, a basin of cold water poured down.

Sixty thousand, a pair of cups, and there is no bargaining price, so there is no need to think about this price.

"This pair of cups costs 60,000, which is too high. If it is 30,000, it would be a pity!"

Shang Xuejun felt very sorry. It was very suitable for giving to others as gifts. The cup was originally a practical item, and it was very comfortable to hold the cup with your hands. Even if you don’t use tea for normal times, it would be very good to play with it occasionally.

Sixty thousand is not a leak, and the price is too high, so Luo Hao gave up directly.

The start was good and I didn’t get much. I didn’t even get anything in the morning. I didn’t even see a real old object again. Many things were just taken by the Shangxuejun, but they didn’t even introduce them.

Through the past two days of getting along, Luo Hao can see that Shang Xuejun is really helping him, not a responsibilities.

He really knows a lot, but just like what he said, the thing about eyesight is not something that can be trained overnight. He knows a lot, but the eyesight is not that high.

If he is compared with an expert, he is far inferior, at best, the level of an intermediate collector is better than that of an elementary one.

And he only looked at it and didn't buy it. According to what he said, after he was cheated a few times, he never bought the things here. Even if he bought it, it was his old man who really had a good reputation. His antique knowledge was learned from the old man.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon again. Luo Hao had already invited Shang Xuejun to have three meals, but there was nothing that was really suitable.

After a day and a half, the hope of completing the task was still slim. Luo Hao began to wonder if he had no life or the luck. Why did he find all kinds of bargains when he arrived at the antique market? He almost read all the whole market. Not to mention big leaks, he didn't even encounter a small leak. There were a few real good things, but they were all sold at a very expensive price.

"Luo Hao, if you don't have any hurry, I'll ask someone to ask you where is the right one. We'll buy it directly!"

Seeing that Luo Hao's interest was declining and his face showed disappointment, Shang Xuejun gave him an idea.

"Thank you Brother Shang, you don't need to find the right one. I just want to find one for him here. There is nothing I can do if I can't find it!"

"Luo Hao, I'm teenager than you. When I'm a brother, I advise you a few words, don't always think about finding a bargain. The most taboo thing in the antique industry is to always think about missing out and you will come to yourself. Those scammers take advantage of the mentality of players. Many people are deceived in this way!"
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