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Chapter 49 The Monochromatic Tang Sancai with Missing Arms and Broken Legs
Chapter 049 The Monochromatic Tang Sancai with Missing Arms and Broken Legs

Among the three antique markets in T City, the one in Dongshi Temple Street has a relatively long history, but its development is limited, and it has always been at that level. The one in the new city of "Zijiang" mainly sells jewelry, etc. On the "Cultural Street" in the downtown area, the cultural relics market has developed rapidly, especially in recent years, it has become more and more popular. It has a lot of goods and a large passenger flow, and it is a frequent place for most antique collectors and cultural relics dealers. In the past, Mo Liming used to come here quite often. One was for business, and he accompanied the company’s experts to appraise treasures. The second aspect was that he was self-studying. I think it is an indispensable item. Every time Mo Liming visits the antique market, he always follows the principle of "see more, listen more and buy less". He seldom invests in buying anything. Even if he buys occasionally, it is a small hit Xiao Nao, the price of each item will not exceed ten yuan, which is his limit, because he is just getting involved in this business, and his level is really limited, so the chance of making a move is definitely very high.

It only took Mo Liming more than ten minutes to go around from the gate of the city's industrial and commercial head office to the antique street. From a distance, he heard the noise coming from there. The bustling and lively street on the antique street It's not the first time Li Ming has seen it, he has known it for a long time.

Compared with the other two in the city, the antique market in this place has one more characteristic, that is, there are countless street stalls, especially in the hinterland of the market, where there is a big shed, and all the street stalls under the shed are like tofu. Like blocks, each stall is neatly divided and orderly.

Although today is not a holiday such as Sunday, the market is crowded with people, and there are many people passing through it. Mo Liming knows that with the improvement of people's living standards, they can basically be self-sufficient in material life, and everyone gradually becomes spiritually It depends on culture, and playing with antiques can cultivate people's sentiments and improve people's appreciation level and related historical and cultural knowledge. Therefore, there are many people who have integrated into it, and most of them are elderly men. However, most of them are here to watch the fun Yes, and with a mentality of stealing money to make money, who knows that people who think they have good eyesight and are greedy for small things are often fooled by others, and the final result is that they suffer losses. For Mo Liming, it is commonplace.

Every time Mo Liming came back to visit the Antique Street, his mind would become very delicate. In order to learn and enrich his knowledge, he had to be vigilant all the time so as not to be deceived by cultural relic dealers with ulterior motives.

"Brother, are you here to buy something good?"

As soon as Mo Liming came to the entrance of the Antique Street, he walked up a person quickly in a diagonal. The man's eyes were bright, he looked at Mo Liming with a smile and asked.

Mo Liming just looked at him calmly, without saying a word for a long time, but there was something strange in his eyes.

"I have good things there, Jun porcelain, bucket color vases, Ru kiln porcelain pieces, etc., all kinds of treasures. Ha ha, but you may also know that some things are not convenient to display, for fear that the cultural relics department will be regarded as national treasures Take it away. So come and have a look with me, I'm sure you won't be disappointed." The young man in the earth-colored suit said with a flattering smile, and he said it with seriousness.

"You don't know me anymore? Go—you—mother—you want to lie to me again?!"

Mo Liming calmed down, put his mouth together and cursed softly in the man's ear, but after being scolded by him, the man not only didn't speak back, but turned red immediately, turned around and walked away with his tail between his legs in a guilty conscience He didn't turn his head back, as if he was afraid that it would be too late to hide, thinking about it, he was afraid that he would be deceived and come back to chase the defrauded money.

That's right, Mo Liming still remembers it vividly. His first "tuition fee" was paid by this kind of person. Think about that time when he was literally blackmailed for hundreds of dollars. The antique "pimp-tiao" people took them to a small alley. Sure enough, they showed a lot of "rare treasures" on the spot, and they were "beautiful and cheap, and they are not deceiving". After all, this is the first time he has experienced such a thing. Li Ming has no experience, so he fell into a trap carefully designed by others when he saw "treasures" and "greedy". Since then, he has believed in a "tips for entering the industry", buying antiques and turning a deaf ear to the stories told by buyers Best of all, the more beautiful the other party's story, the deeper the trap. Once you fall into it, it's hard to extricate yourself. That's why there are many liars in the antique world. Don't trust others' words, especially strangers who don't know their background.

"Hey, Lao Mao, business is very good!"

Mo Liming suddenly came to an antique stall on the street, he squinted his eyes and greeted the boss who was squatting there and picking up things with a smile.

"Lao Mao" is an old stall owner on this street. Anyway, Mo Liming can be seen every time he comes here. Since he comes here for a lot of shopping, Mo Liming has become acquainted with him over time.

"Hey, who else do you know, Brother Mo? Why, you guys received good goods again today, can you open my eyes?" Lao Mao raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw a familiar picture standing in front of him. When looking at the face, the old face couldn't help but smile.

Lao Mao looks to be in his 70s, with thinning and gray hair, and a pair of flat reading glasses with a black frame on the bridge of his nose. It may be because his old eyes are not very good. When he opens his eyes to look at people, his head is slightly tilted. Look up and tilt your eyes.

"I'm on vacation today, and I haven't collected anything, so how can I look at it?" Mo Liming shook his head and replied.

While speaking, he subconsciously drove the "Seven-eyed Buddha Spirit" on his left eye to look at the objects displayed on the stall one by one.

There are quite a lot of items displayed on the stall, such as pottery, calligraphy and painting, copper coins and other miscellaneous and trivial toys. At a glance, there is still a bit of antique flavor.

This is the characteristic of small stalls. If they have conspicuous large and heavy weapons, they will not come to set up stalls. They will open an antique shop in a serious manner. Why do Lafeng come to the street to make money? .

"call--"

Suddenly, Mo Liming exhaled secretly, feeling a little disappointed, because when he used the aura of the "seven-eyed Buddha spirit" to visit just now, he didn't find any traces of other "Buddha spirits" on it, even though there There are a few objects related to Buddha statues, from which we can know that those collections of Buddha-patterned stone carvings, Guanyin pictures, Buddha jade, etc. are not authentic, or their historical charm is not deep enough.

One of the purposes of Mo Liming's visit to the Antique Street this time is to look for the "Buddha spirit". After catching the breath of the "Buddha spirit" and devouring it, his left eye's ability will increase, which is deeply tempting he.

Of course, he pinned his hopes on the strengthening of his ability to see through. Now that ability is only able to see through to the parts two or three centimeters below the surface of objects. This effect is still very limited, and its potential needs to be explored on a large scale.

"what?!"

Suddenly, Mo Liming's eyes stared straight, and all he could see was a painted pottery artwork.

"Isn't this the kind of 'Tang Sancai' pottery that Fu Yihong was looking for last time?!" Mo Liming exclaimed secretly.

At this moment, what caught his eyes was a rather exquisite humanoid pottery. It was a female figurine with a high bun, about [-] to [-] centimeters tall, and the color was not three colors, but only single colors. In addition to the whitish color base, the bright earthy glaze is ochre-yellow.

This pottery figurine looks good, but the main reason why it caught Mo Liming's eyes was that he suddenly remembered that last time Fu Yihong visited the three major antique markets in T City, what he was looking for was this kind of monochrome figurine. "Tang Sancai", it's a pity that she broke through the iron shoes and couldn't find what she wanted.

"It should be a very old 'Tang Sancai'?" Mo Liming, who was full of interest, squatted down and took a closer look at it. He found that this painted pottery had two defects. Partially damaged, the right leg also has cracks.

Although there are flaws, they are flawless, so Mo Liming decided to "fight the price" with Lao Mao to buy the things, and then gave them to Fu Yihong as a small favor. She has helped him a lot.

After thinking about it, Mo Liming reached out to get the thing without hesitation.

However, at this moment, another white, tender and slender hand stretched out, and almost at the same moment, both hands grabbed the monochromatic "Tang Sancai" pottery.

(End of this chapter)