Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Duanmu Baolian covered her mouth and smiled, thinking about the doctor's abnormality, if Fengtang really wanted to get Ru porcelain, blue and white, or pastel, even if it was secret color porcelain or something, it would definitely not be difficult to put soy sauce on it.

It was funny when Ximen Mingyue thought about it, and immediately said: "That's true, I don't like these antiques very much." After speaking, his eyes fell on Duanmu Baolian again, and he whispered, "Baolian, what do you wear? The red dress is so beautiful, Oye, this dress has a personality, vintage?"

"It looks like it is." Duanmu Baolian nodded and said with a smile, "I like a dress of mine very much. After the auction is over, I will buy a few more. When I come to Hong Kong City this time, I will take it with me." I brought a few changes of clothes."

"I'll accompany you later." Feng Tang said with a smile, "The clothes in that store are a combination of ancient and modern styles. They not only have our Chinese ancient style, but also foreign clothes. Because you got burned, I chose this Yes, there is a shawl, which can cover you for a while without pressing your wound."

"Thank you!" Duanmu Baolian thanked lightly, but Feng Tang thought everything into consideration.

Soon, the listening wind bottle, which was buried by Feng Tang and was not suitable for soy sauce, was auctioned off. The fifth item was still a piece of porcelain, which was said to be from the Qing Dynasty. Duanmu Baolian looked at the auction Introduced by the host.

"Xiao Tang, this bottle is big enough to hold soy sauce." Ximen Mingyue looked at the blue-and-white peony wide-mouth bottle, and immediately said in a low voice, "It's not too old during the Qianlong period, do you want to consider taking a picture of it?" , go back and pack the soy sauce?"

"Pickle you?" Feng Tang said angrily.

Ximen Mingyue must have known that he didn't like antiques, so he purposely said something to scare him.

"You don't know that, do you?" Ximen Mingyue smiled triumphantly, "The salted products are all made with salt, not soy sauce wine. Pauline, look, I'm obviously not the one who doesn't know Jiarong, don't know This is Chai Migui's prodigal son."

Duanmu Baolian turned her head away, not bothering to pay attention to him, what are you talking about?She just said it so casually yesterday, but this person actually missed it.

"I know what Jiarong means." Feng Tang said with a faint smile. Anyway, he doesn't care. With such a person, what can he care about?

Of course, unexpectedly, the blue-and-white peony wide-mouth bottle actually passed the auction. When Ximen Mingyue kept laughing, everyone who bought soy sauce gave the bottle as a gift these days. Soy sauce bottles are things with no future. .

"In the Qing Dynasty, it was said that buying soy sauce didn't give away a bottle, so there was still a future in my mind at that time." Feng Tang laughed, "I like fresh things, like the things from Boss Baolian's house, I like them all."

"My house?" Duanmu Baolian was stunned, and then called out, "My house sells antiques. Are you saying that my house is selling imitations?"

Feng Tang laughed and said, "I like all the vases on the shelf downstairs in your house."

"It's not worth much. If you like it, you can order it from Jingdezhen." Duanmu Baolian said with a light smile, "I like those vases too. The colors are gorgeous, the patterns are novel, and, the point is - they are very fresh."

"Poor thing, when Gu Biao met you two, they were all soy saucers." Ximen Mingyue couldn't help but teased.