World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 25 Because I am
Brother Pei's face full of maggot pits was filled with extreme disdain.

After he came to the stage, he took out something.

It turned out to be a simple and incomparable clay ball.

On the surface of the clay ball, many villains are engraved.

The villains are frolicking and playing, which makes people feel childlike when they see it.

Brother Pei didn't put the clay ball on the treasure appraisal table, but held the clay ball in his hand and shook it twice.

There was a sound of "crash, hee, slap..." inside the clay ball.

We, who are used to listening to vocal music made by modern instruments, can smell this simple and simple sound, which is very pleasing to the ear.

The sound seems to come from the ancient times, giving people a sense of tranquility and infinite decompression.

Brother Pei said coldly: "Everyone here, I don't think anyone can recognize what this is except Mr. Xu!"

After speaking, Brother Pei put the clay ball on the treasure appraisal table.

What he said was quite arrogant.

A stick beat everyone present to death.

Because Brother Pei was shaking just now, there seemed to be something inside the clay ball, and it turned slowly on the treasure appraisal platform.

As the clay ball continued to circle, the sound inside continued to come out.

When we look at the playful children engraved on the surface of the clay ball and listen to the melodious sound, it is like seeing children in ancient times, laughing and playing with each other in front of our eyes.

The audience suddenly fell silent.

For one thing, you may not really know what it is.Secondly, the sound from the clay ball is indeed more beautiful, and people can't help but want to listen to it.

Let us be even more surprised.

The young master of the Hu family who had been sleeping soundly seemed to have heard the sound. He opened his eyes and stared at the clay ball, looking very curious.

have to say.

Pei Xinghai's move is very clever.

According to the rules of the second part of the "Treasure Selection by the Master" in the Jianghu Warehouse, no one can decide which of the old objects placed on the treasure appraisal table can be replaced with gilded dolls, everything depends on Mr. Hu's decision .

As the saying goes, money can't buy happiness.

After all, Mr. Hu is an eight or nine-year-old playful little fool.

He doesn't understand the artistry, value and culture of antiques at all.

With a bunch of dead objects in front of him, he would definitely choose the one with beautiful patterns, the ability to turn around and make beautiful noises.

The clay ball spun on the treasure appraisal platform for a while, but stopped moving.

did not expect.

At this moment, Mr. Xu is also very playful.

He picked it up with his hand and shook it, then put the clay ball on the table again.

The clay ball spun again.

When it stopped again, Old Xu smiled and began to appraise it.

Seeing that the clay ball had stopped spinning, Mr. Hu started to sleep again.

This identification took a very long time and took more than 20 minutes.

Mr. Xu put down the ball, raised his head, and looked around: "Mr. Rong will make a point first. Experts here, do you know about this object?"

Everyone at the scene looked at each other and began to whisper and discuss.

I heard them guess all kinds of things, but none of them got the point.

Brother Pei held the winning ticket, sitting on a chair, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Cenyin disdainfully.

Lu Cenyin couldn't sit still anymore.

She asked Shopkeeper Song in a low voice: "Uncle Song, do you know what this is?"

Shopkeeper Song looked embarrassed, and shook his head: "Miss, this time I'm really blind, I don't know what it is... But judging from the texture of the clay, I guess Song is going up."

This time, Brother Pei is Lu Cenyin's biggest competitor.

However, now that someone has brought out an old object, Yingqingge doesn't even know what it is.

The art of war says, know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without imperil

Lu Cenyin was a little bit blind.

Without any choice.

She turned to look at me.

I calmed down and looked at her too.

Confirmed eyes.

Lu Cenyin wanted me to take the initiative to speak.

but.

This is impossible.

Unless she puts down her posture and asks me.

An appraiser.

The eyes hold millennium goods, and the tongue spits out thousands of barrels of gold.

Even though I wanted to help her, it was the rule not to ask for help or to ask for help.Lu Cenyin understood this rule.

"Su Chen..."

The always proud Lu Cenyin opened his golden mouth.

"Huh?" My expression was still impassive.

Lu Cenyin pleaded softly: "This matter is very important to me, do you see anything, can you tell me?"

Since knowing her.

This is the most gentle sentence she has ever said to me.

The tone of the little girl in Jinling was tender and numb with a hint of pity.

It is easy to arouse a man's desire to protect.

My heart moved slightly.

this woman.

unusual!
She can seek talent and thirst for talents in the rental house, play dumb in the bullock cart, show arrogance in the office, and ask for advice with low eyebrows in the stock market...

It's so changeable!

I replied: "The pottery ring ball, a primitive musical instrument, belongs to the earliest children's sound toys. The surface of the pottery is engraved with childlike patterns, and it is hollow inside, filled with stone marbles or hard sand grains, and it makes a sound when shaken. From the clay surface of this object Judging from the characteristics of the villain's pattern, it looks like a typical Hu child, a children's toy in the Yuan Dynasty."

Shopkeeper Song suddenly realized when he heard it.

Lu Cenyin froze for a moment, bit her lip, and said thank you.

Since then.

She looked thoughtful.

Elder Xu smiled and asked again: "Which fellow peers can recognize it? If not, I will reveal it at the end."

People at the scene shook their heads one after another, expressing their ignorance and not daring to talk nonsense.

Following Mr. Xu's voice, host Jiang asked, "Which friend is on the treasure?"

Shopkeeper Song immediately pushed his glasses and said, "One of the treasures on the Yingqing Pavilion!"

Since then.

Shopkeeper Song carefully carried a sandalwood box and walked up to it.

Open the sandalwood box.

Inside is a piece of extremely fine china.

Porcelain is molded into the figure of a pharmacist Buddha, and the Buddha statue has a strong Ming Dynasty style.

Mr. Xu only picked it up for a few glances, and then said: "Yingtianfu casts a medicine Buddha porcelain vase, which is a model of Jinling porcelain. The porcelain body is perfect and the Buddha statue is solemn. It is the forerunner of Yongle sweet white glaze. Yingtian Mansion, the Medicine Buddha Porcelain Vase also came from Yingtian Mansion, and it has a profound meaning, Yingqing Pavilion is really well-intentioned!"

Shopkeeper Song replied: "Mr. Xu loves you."

Lu Cenyin is not a vegetarian either.

The gold-plated doll was produced by Ying Tianfu, and it blessed Mr. Hu's nine years of safety.

Now, because of his poor health and suicide in his dream, the silly boy needs to replace and bond with other things.

Lu Cenyin not only picked out a piece of porcelain from Yingtianfu, but also specifically picked out the Medicine Buddha.

Medicine Buddha protects health.

I guess, if Mr. Hu of Dingyuan were to choose, he would definitely choose this pharmacist Buddha porcelain vase.

Sifangzhai specializes in fools.

Yingqing Pavilion specializes in foolish parents.

However, judging from the current situation, it is clear that Sifangzhai has basically won the game.

After all, it was Young Master Hu who picked things.

Someone has started discussing it privately since.

Most of them still bet on Sifangzhai people to win the gold-plated doll, and a small part of them are optimistic about Yingqing Pavilion.

Lu Cenyin obviously realized this too.

Her face was not very good, and she bit her lip.

I said, "Don't worry, Brother Pei can't beat you today."

Hearing this, Lu Cenyin's beautiful eyes flashed, and she asked, "Why?"

I said, "Because I am here."

She might think that there is something wrong with my brain, so she curled her lips, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to rest her mind.

at this time.

Host Jiang asked again: "Is there any other friend who wants to be treasured?"

The audience was silent.

after all.

Sifangzhai, Yingqingge, Baoyuxuan and other major Jinling antique stores all appeared.

Even if they have something to take up, it won't help, it's better to just give up.

I replied: "Yes!"

All eyes turned to me.

(End of this chapter)