Yun Xiaosha was probably frightened by my eyes, so he was stunned and at a loss.
I forcibly resisted the urge to whip Yun's silly ass in front of everyone in Panjiayuan, and tried hard to maintain my identity and character as the principal of Panjiayuan: "Huang Guanyang."
"exist!"
"Get over here if you can't die!"
Although the Huangguan Yang vein was punctured, it is not serious and will not heal for a while.
If he really died, it would fulfill his good reputation.
After listening to my words, Huang Guanyang sneaked back without saying a word, his right hand pressed tightly on the vein of his left hand to stop the bleeding, and his left hand quickly picked up various objects on the stall.
At this moment, Yun Xiaosha came to his senses and quickly came back to push Huang Guanyang aside to pick up something.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, I stopped Yun Xiaosi: "Have you seen this rouge water glaze chrysanthemum plate? It's pretending to be a Nian kiln. It uses modern chemical pigments. Later, it is roasted with tea leaves and boiled in salt water."
"Ten out of ten veterans will be fooled!"
When these words came out, Guo Haiqiang's eyes moved quietly across the stall.
Yun Xiaosha had a hesitant expression on his face, staring blankly at the Nian Kiln chrysanthemum plate in his hand, and instinctively said, "But the weight is the same."
I calmly took out a pair of needle-nose pliers from my bag, took the Nian kiln chrysanthemum plate and pinched it hard!
Damn!
A section of the valuable Nian kiln chrysanthemum plate was suddenly removed.
There were exclamations all around.
Nian kiln.
It was an official kiln in the early Yongzheng period, and Nian Xiyao was the pottery supervisor.
Nian Xiyao is Nian Gengyao's brother.
In the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, Nian Gengyao, a servant who thought he had great achievements and surpassed his master, was sentenced to death. The next year, Nian Xiyao was praised by Yongzheng as having the important task of supervising pottery.
When Nian Xiyao took office, he relied on his knowledge of chemistry to successfully solve the century-old problem of replacing imported materials with domestic enamel materials through various experiments. On the basis of the original, more than a dozen new pigments were created.
Since then, enamel color has also become the royal royal palace of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.
In addition to his unique achievements in enamel, Nian Xiyao also made great achievements in the innovation of other porcelains.
The most famous among them is the rouge water glaze porcelain!
This type of artifact is very thin, comparable to the jade from Tracestan.
Because Nian Xiyao only served in office for four years, the Nian Kiln he created is now hard to find, and the price is naturally ridiculously high.
Of course, this pastel rouge chrysanthemum plate cannot compare with the Phoenix Tail Zun.
Moreover, he is also a fake!
Others saw me cutting off the chrysanthemum plate without moral integrity and quality, and couldn't help but comment.
But I didn't care. I cut the chrysanthemum disk into several pieces without any hesitation, and finally kept a fragment in my hand: "Did you see it?"
Yun Xiaoshayuan's almond-shaped eyes suddenly froze, and there were tears on her face but she pouted loudly: "Splicing goods!"
"It's done well, and I put in a lot of effort. It's just that it's too rubbish to be like the old guy."
When these words came out, Guo Haiqiang's eyelids twitched slightly just a meter away, but he still sat there with his big sword, unmoved at all.
I threw the chrysanthemum tray on the ground and kicked Huang Guanyang.
He took another small Qianlong enamel bowl from Huang Guanyang's hand and lightly pressed the rim of the bowl with his middle finger: "The same piece of splicing. The workmanship is top-notch, the weathering is medium-to-high, and it can slap the face of 80% of experts..."
"The disadvantage is that the sound is wrong!
"The problem still lies in being the same old person."
"Rubbish!"
Guo Haiqiang slowly raised his head, and two sinister eyes struck me in the face for the first time.
Click, click, click...
As usual, I smashed the small enamel bowl, leaving two pieces of porcelain, and threw the rest in front of the stall. Give Huang Guanyang another kick.
Huang Guanyang behaved this time and picked up a small black glaze bottle from the Song Dynasty on the stall and smashed it into several pieces.
Every time I smashed one, I reported the Achilles' heel of each object.
Every time a fatal weakness is reported, the exclamations around him will become louder.
Guo Haiqiang's expression will also change.
"Added sea salt, pretending to be porcelain from the sea. The workmanship is good, but the old-fashioned way is poor. Rubbish!"
"The blank model and the second re-burning are all good, but the problem is that it is old. It cannot be exposed to the sun."
"This is awesome. It's real and fake. It's from the Yongzheng Dynasty. This thing alone is worth a three-bedroom apartment in the Fifth Ring Road..."
"The person who painted this thing is the same person who painted the Phoenix Tail Lord. Ten experts will take medicine in their eyes."
"Everything is good, it's just the old person."
"If I just grab two handfuls of rice and add a liter of chaff, and throw in a few rabbits, I'm still better than him!"
Guo Haiqiang's face grew darker each time as he continued to ridicule and criticize the old man.
When the last sentence came out, Guo Haiqiang couldn't help but asked: "Who are you?"
"I am your father!"
These words immediately shocked countless onlookers around him.
Poof!
Yun Xiao giggled loudly and wiped away the tears from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, the tears burst out of his eyes again.
Guo Haiqiang raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer: "My father died long ago. He died older than you."
I spoke loudly: "Then I am your father who has come back to life, and I want to teach you, an unworthy son of the Guo family who can't even make it home."
"Disgraced the king of Guo Kiln in the porcelain capital."
Soaring!
Guo Haiqiang's face turned gloomy, and his sinister eyes burst out with endless horror: "Do you know me?"
I said coldly: "If I didn't know you, how could I dare to be your father?"
Hahaha!
Ho ho ho!
Poof!
The scene suddenly burst into laughter!
Huang Guanyang stamped his feet and laughed, wrapping tape on his wrists like crazy.
boom!
Guo Haiqiang stood up from the ground, turned into a spear, and thrust it straight into the dark sky of Yandu. His pupils were filled with rage: "Are you from the Xia family?"
"No. There is no one like you in the Xia family!"
"What on earth are you..."
Guo Haiqiang did not dare to say anything else.
As long as he dares to say it, I will dare to be his father again.
"My surname is not Xia, I live next door to the Xia family! My surname is Tong!"
At this moment, countless vendors around me called out my name: "Mr. Tong! Child laborer! You are back!"
"But I haven't seen you for quite some time."
