After settling Zhou Shanshan, Xiao Bai simply washed up and went to sleep early.
Early the next morning, he had breakfast alone and took the flight back to the imperial capital without saying hello to Zhou Shanshan, who had been left in the next room by him last night.
After getting off the plane, Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment and decided to take a ride to Panjiayuan again.
This time Xiao Bai came to Panjiayuan again for two purposes. The first was to continue looking for a suitable antique for his graduation thesis.
Secondly, he completed the task yesterday and just received another 2,000 points. Xiao Bai wanted to see if these points could help him automatically identify antiques on the street stalls like they did a few days ago.
After entering Panjiayuan, Xiao Bai wandered around aimlessly.
First, we bypassed the stalls selling gourds, walnuts, stars and moons and other cultural toys in the cultural and entertainment area.
After walking inside for a long time, we came to an area selling all kinds of real and fake antiques.
Looking at his phone, which was still buzzing and vibrating, Xiao Bai turned on airplane mode again. Then he casually began to look at the various vendors on the street stalls.
Xiao Bai has a very good memory, and he still has some impressions in his mind about the vendors he just met a few days ago.
Naturally, I am also very familiar with the various "veteran actors" at their booth.
This time, Xiao Bai mainly wanted to find some new stalls that he had not visited before, because only such stalls could have surprises.
After a while, Xiao Bai's eyes were fixed on a corner. When he came last time, he remembered that there was no one setting up a stall in that location because it was relatively remote and the flow of customers was not good.
Now that someone had occupied that stall, Xiao Bai immediately became interested and wanted to try his luck.
After calming down and slowing down his pace, Xiao Bai pretended to be a tourist here, looking here and there, squatting down and browsing casually, and occasionally looking at some familiar stall owners.
But looking all the way, Xiao Bai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
It seems that the last time I was able to encounter the Jianyan Zheji hidden in the copper coin sword was really a credit to the system.
Whether it is porcelain, jade or metal utensils on these stalls, they are quite old.
Well, it's just that this year has been used in acting for a few years, rather than really being an antique.
Standing up from a stall again, Xiao Bai let out a long sigh, and then walked towards the newly added stall in the nearby corner.
"Boss, what do you want to pick? These are all good products!"
Ignoring the enthusiastic vendors, Xiao Bai squatted down and looked at the various objects placed on the stall.
Well, the main thing is a hodgepodge, with various copper coins, metal pieces and a few pieces of porcelain piled together in a chaotic manner.
Seeing this, Xiao Bai couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, then raised his head and looked at the stall owner.
The stall owner looked to be about the same age as him, in his early twenties. He had his legs crossed and was busy playing games on his mobile phone.
"Little boss, can you tell me that you are telling the truth in this business? And you also say that they are all good products? If you just pile up the good products like this, you are not afraid that the porcelain plates and bottles will be broken by broken copper and iron? "
"You're not here on purpose to try and get into trouble, are you? Why don't you separate these things? I don't dare to look at them piled up like this."
Hearing Xiao Bai's words, the hawker couldn't help but scratch his head, smiled awkwardly, and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, why do you talk so much about selling the rags left behind after the old man died? It's so annoying!"
However, he kept mumbling, holding his mobile phone in one hand and sorting the piles of things stacked on the stall with the other hand.
When Xiao Bai heard the hawker's muttering, he wasn't angry at all, but felt a little happy.
It turns out that this young man really doesn't understand anything, and it's not just trying to act like a fool with him.
Xiao Bai glanced at these things and casually picked up a hairpin that had turned black due to oxidation.
[Identification successful, Northern Song Dynasty silver hairpin, common grade, 50 cultural preservation points deducted. 】
Um?
Xiao Bai didn't expect that just as he picked up the hairpin, this voice came from his mind.
After thinking about it, Xiao Bai put it down and picked up another hairpin.
[Identification successful, Ming Dynasty silver hairpin, common product, 50 cultural protection points deducted. 】
10 seconds?
Xiao Bai picked up the hairpin and counted it silently in his heart.
At about the tenth second, the system's voice prompt popped up in my mind.
Xiao Bai put the hairpin back into the stall and sighed.
It's a pity that they are all common products. At best, they were used by wealthy households at that time. They don't even have carvings on the surface. Although they are genuine products, they only cost a thousand yuan.
The vendor who was playing the game couldn't help but become a little anxious when he saw Xiao Bai picking up two hairpins and putting them down again.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... do you want to buy it or not? You are such a picky person and you are delaying my game play."
While the vendor was talking, Xiao Bai's finger touched the largest white pomelo porcelain bottle on the stall.
[Identification successful, Northern Song Dynasty Ding Kiln vase with carved flowers and skimming mouth, beautiful product! Deduct cultural security points, 1800 points. 】
It's actually true? !
Listening to the information in his mind, Xiao Bai couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Because after he put down the two silver hairpins, he had given up hope on the things on the stall.
After all, both of them are common items for the time being, so these are the collection of a deceased old man, and the possibility of other items being of high value is extremely low.
As for this white-glazed porcelain vase, Xiao Bai originally thought that even if it was genuine, it was just a common item from a private kiln. It was valuable, but never too high.
But the word Ding Kiln in his mind shocked Xiao Bai.
Ding kiln was one of the six major kiln systems in the Song Dynasty. Although it was a private kiln in the early Song Dynasty, in the middle and late Song Dynasty, it began to produce porcelain for the palace.
And based on the exquisiteness of the carved porcelain vase on this stall, Xiao Bai has reason to believe that it was fired for the palace in the middle and late Ding kiln.
Hearing the vendor's urging, Xiao Bai smiled and removed his hand from the porcelain bottle, and then said: "Little boss, don't worry, you don't tell me how much the things on your stall cost, I don't know whether to buy them or not." You can afford it."
"Um?"
"It seems so?"
"In this way, it's a one-price package. I don't care how much you want, 80,000!"
"puff."
After hearing what the vendor said, Xiao Bai spurted out a mouthful of water.
"How much? Eighty thousand?"
"I mean, little boss? Are you going crazy? Look at the pile of things in your stall. Is there any gold? Not to mention gold, there isn't even anything golden?"
"Which thing do you think is worth 80,000? Tell me?"
Hearing Xiao Bai's words, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the vendor's face.
Eighty thousand was indeed just a casual shout-out from him. Just now he was just thinking that if he could sell it for eighty thousand, it would make him feel happy. 3 Wouldn't it be nice?
