Rebirth of Fortune Talisman

Chapter 28 Blue and White
"Linxian, come here quickly."

The old Wangtou really liked that ancient sword, so he quickly waved to Song Linxian and asked her to help him take a look.

Song Linxian went over a few steps, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, looked at it carefully, and found that although the sword had a murderous aura, it had no yin aura, so he nodded: "You can buy it."

The old Wangtou was overjoyed, and immediately started negotiating the price with the stall owner.

Song Linxian didn't like these weapons, so she told Old Wangtou and went to other stalls with Uncle Tang.

Uncle Tang liked porcelain, and he only visited stalls selling porcelain. Song Linxian didn't like anything in particular, so he followed Uncle Tang around.

The two visited several stalls, but they didn't find anything they particularly liked.

Uncle Tang was tired from walking, so he found a place to rest and drink tea, and told Song Linxian a few words, Song Linxian smiled and nodded in agreement, and started to wander around alone.

This time, she looked at all the stalls, but Song Linxian was really not very interested in the cultural relics and antiques on the earth and stars, and she didn't notice any of them after shopping for a long time. When I saw a stall selling groceries, my mind moved, as if there was something attracting me there.

She immediately turned back to find the booth, and carefully squatted down to observe the things above it carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't see any difference with the naked eye. As a last resort, I had to mobilize the spiritual power in my body to open my eyes.

Song Linxian can open the eyes of the sky, but she has just entered the gate of Talisman, and it is not easy to open the eyes of the sky, so she has never opened them since she was reborn. In addition, she is well aware of the changes in the fate of the heavens, so she has never used the eyes of the sky to go. See other people's fate.

This time, if it wasn't for finding the thing that touched her heart, she would regret it if she didn't get it, she would never open her eyes.

When the eyes of the sky were opened, a golden light invisible to the naked eye shot out.

The scene in front of Song Linxian's eyes changed, and the original colorful world was only black and white. In this black and white, an object emitting red light was particularly eye-catching.

That thing is a wood carving, a little monkey carved from peach wood.

Song Linxian took a breath, immediately withdrew his aura, and closed his eyes.

She smiled, pointed to a big dirty plate and asked the stall owner: "Uncle, how much is this plate?"

The stall owner must have seen her as a little girl, young and cute, so he smiled and said, "Little girl, call your adults here, don't buy things and go back to be scolded."

"It's okay." The kindness of the stall owner was very useful to Song Linxian, she smiled and shook her head: "My grandpa told me to make decisions by myself, and also, he wants to exercise my eyesight."

The stall owner thought that this should be a little girl from an aristocratic family, and maybe the money for buying things is nothing to others, so he smiled sincerely: "If you like it, just give 50 yuan and forget it. Although the plate is dirty, it is also a large blue and white plate, maybe it is Yuan blue and white."

A stall owner next to him was amused when he heard this: "Don't talk about Yuan Qinghua if you have nothing to do. Do you think Yuan Qinghua is flooding?"

Song Linxian was not annoyed, and smiled at the stall owner: "Uncle, your plate is really not worth 50 yuan, but just now you reminded me to call the adults at home, I thought you should be a good person, so I just said that to you, I bought it for 50 yuan, but I still feel a little lost, can you give me a head."

Song Linxian's words were really sweet, and the stall owner who praised him smiled, and pointed to the pile of small objects on the stall: "You can choose whatever you want."

Song Linxian was overjoyed, because the little wooden monkey was inside.

She asked the stall owner to wrap the blue and white plate with something, and picked up the wooden monkey: "I think this little monkey is pretty, so let's take this."

The stall owner glanced at it, but it was just a small peach wood carving, and the carver was not very good, so he didn't care: "Take it."

After paying the money, Song Linxian's heart was full of excitement and joy, and she slowly walked towards Uncle Tang with her things.

Uncle Tang drank some tea before getting up to look for Song Linxian, when he saw the little girl coming with something in her arms, Uncle Tang was startled, and said to the little girl, don't be fooled by others, buy some worthless things and come back. I don't know how much it cost?
When Song Linxian came over, Uncle Tang hurriedly asked someone for a drink and put it in front of Song Linxian: "Linxian, hurry up and have a drink."

Song Linxian smiled, and put down the big plate, but the little wooden monkey was clutching tightly, not daring to relax for a moment. She held the little wooden monkey in one hand, and took a few sips of the drink with the other.

At this time, Uncle Tang had already picked up the big plate she bought, looked at it carefully for a while, and ordered a basin of water with the food stall stall, he took the water to clean the big plate briefly, and looked at it carefully again After a while, he looked dignified and very serious.

"What's wrong?" Song Linxian was very funny seeing Uncle Tang like this.

Uncle Tang frowned and lowered his voice: "This plate is not simple, you take it well, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Song Linxian was also startled, and then realized that this trade fair might not be that simple, so he nodded solemnly.

Uncle Tang was not in the mood to go shopping any more, so he asked Xiao Liu to get Old Wangtou back, and the few people didn't sit down anymore, so they left the trade fair and drove to Lao Wangtou's shop.

As soon as he entered the door, the old Wangtou was a little unhappy: "What a great opportunity, why didn't you ask me to go shopping for a while?"

Uncle Tang glared at him: "What are you talking about, how old are you, why do you still have the same temper as when you were young?"

Song Linxian came in last, and asked Uncle Tang as soon as he entered the door: "What's the matter?"

Uncle Tang asked Song Linxian to take out the plate and put it on the table to show Old Wang: "Look."

The old Wang looked at it for a long time before curling his lips: "What kind of treasure do I think, isn't it just a Yuan blue and white flower, you deserve it..."

When Uncle Tang heard this, he couldn't hold back his anger: "Isn't it just Yuan Qinghua? What are you calling Yuan Qinghua? Ah, it's a bad street thing that can be bought anywhere?"

Song Linxian hurriedly comforted Uncle Tang: "Grandpa Tang, don't be angry, it's really not worth it for a Yuan Qinghua."

Uncle Tang became even angrier, pointing at Song Linxian and Lao Wangtou: "One and two of you, oh, I'm so mad."

The old Wang asked Uncle Tang to sit down with a smile, and poured him tea again: "Come on, try it, I just got Mingqian Longjing, and I don't have many here."

As soon as Uncle Tang heard it, he immediately grabbed it to drink, while Song Linxian sat aside and watched the two people laughing.

Old Wangtou picked up the big plate and looked at it for a while and nodded to Uncle Tang: "It is indeed Yuan blue and white."

Uncle Tang put down the bowl heavily: "Tang has loved ancient porcelain all his life, if he can't even see the blue and white of the Yuan Dynasty, wouldn't it be too useless."

Old Wang rubbed his nose: "It's all as if I didn't say anything."

Uncle Tang sighed, turned his head and asked Song Linxian, "How much did you pay for this plate?"

Before Song Linxian could answer, he murmured to himself: "If you really want to say it, how much money is not expensive."

Song Linxian stretched out five fingers and waved in front of Uncle Tang, who exclaimed, "Five thousand is quite cheap."

"Wow." Song Linxian shook his head: "It's not five thousand, it's fifty, and there's one more."

The creases on Uncle Tang's shocked face almost flattened: "What, what, fifty, you child, this child...you missed a big mistake."

After being shocked for a moment, Uncle Tang quickly returned to normal: "What do you plan to do with this plate? Keep it for yourself or change hands?"

(End of this chapter)