When Lin Feng asked about the batch of replicas of the Yuan blue and white Guiguzi Descending Mountain pots.
Li Jia quickly answered.
"Mr. Lin, yes, there is such a batch of goods!"
"In 2005, at the overseas Gastek auction, a Yuan blue and white Guiguzi Descending Mountain jar was sold for a price equivalent to 230 million, which immediately caused a sensation in the entire antique world. At that time, the Yuan blue and white market exploded! "
"At that time, in order to expand our business, we stopped all other imitation businesses and concentrated on making Yuanqinghua."
"Among them, in August and September of 2005, the Lord made a batch of Yuan blue and white Guiguzi descending mountain pots."
"I remember that it was customized by a boss from the south."
"I estimate that those large Yuan blue and white jars he held were meant to be sold as antiques. After all, the Guiguzi Descending Mountain jars were so popular at the time. Many people were in the market, desperately trying to find the same style!"
"After all, if you find it, you'll have enough to last a lifetime!"
"Back and forth, the boss ordered two batches of goods."
"In total, there are 200 jars."
"We made more than 600 clay embryos and fired 300. Finally, we selected 200 of the fine products and delivered them to the boss in two batches. The boss was very satisfied with those two batches."
At this point, Lin Feng asked.
"Do you have the boss's information?"
Li Jia shook his head.
"No, this is the rule of our Zhao Licun. No matter who orders, we don't ask about the other person's background."
"When it comes to delivery, it's all cash and ready goods."
Antique counterfeiting is a shady industry. This rule can reassure buyers that Li Jia does not know the background of the boss, which is normal.
After Li Jia finished speaking, Lin Feng continued to ask.
"Where are the remaining 100 jars?"
Li Jia thought for a moment and answered.
"They should have all been dealt with. It's been many years, so I don't know for sure. However, the market was very hot at that time. I guess those jars, as long as they are in good condition, will not be kept!"
However, Zhao Jinshan next to him reminded him.
"Second Boss, half of the batch of jars went out, and the remaining fifty, I remember, have always been in the warehouse."
The Yuan blue and white craze at that time started and went away quickly. The trend of about one or two years passed in an instant.
After a while.
Zhao Jinshan and Li Jia took Lin Feng to the old warehouse.
In the last corner of the warehouse, there were a lot of jars wrapped with straw ropes. Zhao Jinshan went over and opened one. Inside was the kind of Yuan blue and white jar with ghost millet descending the mountain.
Lin Feng took it and turned it over for Zhao Jinshan to see.
"Familiar?"
Zhao Jinshan was stunned for a moment and said.
"familiar!"
"This...isn't this the blue and white jar that was placed on my second brother's belly when he died?"
Lin Feng said.
"That killer has an elegance habit. When he kills, he likes to leave a large jar of Yuanqinghua at the scene of the murder. Not only when Zhao Shuiwang died, the large jar of Yuanqinghua from your Zhaoli Village appeared at the murder scene, as well as in other murder cases. It also appeared at the scene.”
Zhao Jinshan turned to look at Li Jia.
"Second Master, it seems that we really blamed Mr. Lin wrongly."
The two took this opportunity to quickly apologize to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn't care about this. He just noticed that there was a pair of straw ropes thrown near the corner of the pile of large Yuanqinghua jars.
This kind of straw rope is a simple packaging material used to prevent porcelain from being bumped.
Lin Feng walked over, picked it up and looked at it.
There are a lot of grass ropes on the ground here.
Judging from the marks on the straw ropes, some of the straw ropes must have been untied and left here for a long time. However, the two straw ropes on the side are almost rotten on one side and relatively intact on the other. They were obviously just removed. A recently untied straw rope.
As expected, the killer took the big can from here.
If he can enter the warehouse freely, he is from Zhao Licun.
When Lin Feng looked at these straw ropes.
He suddenly heard movement outside the warehouse window.
It was the sound of a person breathing, and because it was close to the window, the sound of the gas hitting the window was very clear.
Out of the corner of his eye.
There is a pair of eyes in the gap in the glass, staring here.
Lin Feng turned around, headed over there, rose into the air, and kicked the window. The windows of the old warehouse were made of wooden glass windows. Lin Feng's kick in the air was very powerful.
The entire window was kicked out by Lin Feng.
His attack was sudden.
The man outside didn't react at all at first. He was suddenly knocked out of the wooden window and staggered!
The glass also made a cut on his shoulder.
But when Lin Feng rushed out.
The man rolled on the ground, rushed into the grass, and ran away.
He's extremely fast.
He was faster than Zhao Yan, the door-stealing master who had fought against Lin Feng before. He almost dodged and ran behind other warehouses.
Lin Feng is chasing after him!
But when he chased after him, he only saw his back.
Lin Feng's speed is not slow, but this person is obviously more familiar with the construction branch of Zhaoli Village and the terrain. There are many houses nearby. His speed is fast, and he is really fast from Lin Feng's pursuit. Down and ran away.
Just from this move alone, Lin Feng could be sure that this person was a master.
He is most likely the person who killed Zhao Shuiwang and the murderer of Lin Feng's parents!
And the large Yuan blue and white jars he used when killing people were taken from here.
Because these jars have been abandoned by the market, there are a lot of imitations produced by various workshops in the antique market, and there are many good ones. Therefore, these jars are worthless, so they are thrown in the corner and no one cares about them. .
Over the past ten years, a few have been secretly taken away without anyone noticing.
When Zhao Jinshan and Li Jia came out of the warehouse.
The man has run away. Read the book
However, Lin Feng knew that he couldn't run away.
Zhao Jinshan and Li Jia came over and asked what was going on outside. Lin Feng said that someone was peeking outside just now, and he was a master. Li Jia was confused and said that there were no other masters in their village.
Of course, Li Jia probably doesn't know the skill of the man outside.
Zhao Jinshan said again.
"Mr. Lin, I just clicked. There are 42 of the 50 Yuan blue and white jars left back then, which is eight less!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly and said.
"Take me to your workshop and look at them one by one."
Zhao Jinshan and Li Jia looked at each other. The topic changed quickly. They had no idea what Lin Feng was going to do.
But Lin Feng knew that that man was a master. After he escaped from the warehouse just now, the safest place was to return to his post and work like an ordinary person, because he was sure that Lin Feng had not seen him clearly. looks.
Zhao Jinshan and Li Jia led the way, looking at each workshop. When they reached the entrance of kiln No. C, Lin Feng's eyes immediately locked on a kiln worker.
Because, he smelled of blood.
Lin Feng walked towards him and said.
"Stop burning it. The person outside the warehouse just now was you!"
