Chapter 162

By two people such a stir, Chen Yang did not see the mood of the party.

After sending a message to Liu Rui, he left Jiangnan TV building.

Xichuan city is very beautiful with bright lights and lots of traffic at night. Walking on the Xichuan River in the evening, feeling the cool river breeze, Chen Yang's mood is much better.

Walking along the river, I came to the night market, the busiest place in Xichuan city.

Different from the bustling pedestrian street, the night market is full of people, and the road is full of stalls twice.

The streets were crowded with young lovers and beautiful girls.

This is the favorite place for students of Xichuan University.

At this time, the crowd that had been walking slowly suddenly stopped. There were many people nearby. A man's heartbroken voice came: "Oh, my baby, you broke it!"

In the crowd, a girl wearing a white T-shirt, a cool skirt and a ponytail stood in it at a loss, her big eyes full of fear.

Chen Yang squeezed over to have a look, and found a thin man looking at a pile of debris on the ground wailing: "my baby, this is the vase of Ru kiln in Song Dynasty."

What?

Vase of Ru kiln in Song Dynasty?

Isn't that an antique?

When people around heard what the stall owner said, they gasped. How much is the vase?

The little girl in the crowd was really confused. She said to the skinny man with a pretty white face: "boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"I'm sorry. What's the use? This is my ancestral treasure. Before he left, my grandfather told me to protect the vase. If my mother-in-law didn't get seriously ill, I would be reluctant to sell it! " The thin man wiped his tears with his hand: "I don't care, you lose money..."

"Well, I lose money, how much do you say..." Zhang Qiaoqiao said in a hurry.

Hearing Zhang Qiaoqiao's words, the thin man stopped his tears and stretched out three fingers: "three million!"

WOW!

This words, onlookers in an uproar, three million, so much money, did not expect that this small vase is so valuable!

The expression on Liu Qiaoqiao's face was solidified. She thought she had heard wrong and said subconsciously: "you How much do you say? "

"Three million, not a cent less!" Thin man accentuates tone to say.

This time, Liu Qiaoqiao was completely flustered. She could not earn so much money even if she worked for 20 years.

She is an ordinary student in Xichuan University. Because her family is relatively poor, she likes to go to the night market stall to find some small things, and then earn some living expenses.

In this kind of stall, the night market is not 100, but 80. When she saw that the vase of the stall owner was more beautiful, she picked it up and looked at it. Who knew that the vase was slippery, and the surface was like smearing oil. One careless person broke the vase.

Don't say three million. She can't even get thirty thousand.

She was so scared that she bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, the bottle is too slippery, I ... "

" if it's useful to apologize, why do you need the police? " The skinny man stood up and said, "look at the clothes you are wearing. They should be the latest model of Dior, and the shoes under your feet are also Versace white shoes, right? You're a hundred thousand small. Three million is not a small thing. Give me the money quickly

What?

This little girl is almost a hundred thousand small?

Many people around him looked up and down at Liu Qiaoqiao and found that what the stall owner said was true. It was Dior's latest T-shirt, and his feet were also wearing Versace's small white shoes.

"It turned out to be Miss Qianjin. Why do you come to the night market with so much money?"

"Yes, it's natural to break someone's heirloom and lose money to them."

Liu Qiaoqiao wants to cry without tears. It's nothing to do with: "I'm wearing high imitation clothes bought from Taobao, 20 for a dress, one for free, and only 100 for small white shoes on my feet..."

"Don't believe me. Don't talk nonsense here." Before she finished, the thin man interrupted her: "do you really think you can talk nonsense if you have money? I tell you, I don't care which daughter you are. If you break other people's things, you will lose money. You should pay money as soon as possible. "

"Yes, the little girl is young. Why is her character so bad?"

"You can see that your skin is tender and white, and it can reflect light. At first glance, you use high-grade skin care products. Don't pretend to be pitiful here!"

A 20-year-old, swarthy woman said jealously.

In the face of public criticism, Liu Qiaoqiao finally can't help but squat on the ground and cry.

At this time, an old man next to him couldn't see it any more. He pointed to the debris on the ground and said, "are you so many people bullying a little girl? Besides, he said that the vase belonged to Ru kiln in Song Dynasty. Is that right? Is there anything to prove? "My uncle's words calmed everyone down. At this time, a little brother with glasses in the crowd said, "this uncle is right. How can you prove that this vase is true?"

Thin man was asked, not flustered, as a professional liar plus fraud master, this psychological quality he still has.

Although his vase is not real, it is not all fake. Half of it is genuine Ru kiln fragments he bought, and the other half is fake.

In other words, the vase is not worth much money, even the handicrafts produced by Jingdezhen.

"It's normal that you don't believe it. Is that right? Are there any knowledgeable people here? You can judge whether my vase is true or false! " Lean man looked around, very calm said.

Seeing that he was so confident, the people around him did not speak any more, and he had already believed in him.

At this time, a man in his thirties squeezed out of the crowd: "I'm from the Cultural Relics Bureau of Xichuan city. Let me have a look!"

Then he took out his work permit, and everyone saw that it was really from the Bureau of cultural relics.

This is an expert. As soon as he appeared, people around him held their breath and watched him squat on the ground without blinking.

He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, then put on his white gloves, and then picked up a fragment to see.

Looking at his posture, people nodded one after another. As soon as the experts made a move, they knew if there was one.

After looking at several pieces in succession, the man put down the pieces in his hand, nodded and said, "yes, this is indeed a vase of Ru kiln in Song Dynasty."

Hearing the man's words, the thin man looked at the crowd and said, "I say it's true, and my grandfather told me that it's a treasure from the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty. It's three million yuan. I'll say less about it."

I see!

Everyone nodded. Some people thought that the stall owner was blackmailing the girl. Unexpectedly, he still reported less. I didn't see that the stall owner was kind-hearted.

"Yes, since the Song Dynasty, Ru kiln's porcelain has been exclusively provided by the royal family. This year's Caltex auction house sold Ru kiln's two ear vase at a price of 8 million yuan. Although this vase is not as good as that one, it costs 4 million yuan or 5 million yuan." The man stood up, took off the white gloves, and said with emotion.

What? This vase is worth four or five million. Dear, this vase is worth a villa.

Shocked, they all looked at Liu Qiaoqiao with sympathy in their eyes.

Liu Qiaoqiao cried and wiped his tears. He stamped his feet and said, "what I wear is really high imitation. I'm an ordinary college student. I usually sell small things worth more than ten yuan. I can get three million yuan there!"

Afraid that the skinny man didn't believe it, she quickly took out her student ID card. The skinny man didn't look at it. He pushed her hand away and pointed at her with a cold face and said, "you don't have this set. You don't have money. You call your parents. They have money. Please call your parents to make money."

Liu Qiaoqiao feels that the sky is going to collapse. Her family is poor. How can she get so much money? It's useless to sell her.

Chen Yang looked around and laughed. He could not help shaking his head and squeezed in from the crowd: "enough of you. A fake vase wronged a little girl by three million. Are you not afraid of thunder and lightning?"