Tibetan play style

Chapter 99

Although it is not a holiday or a weekend, Panjiayuan is still very popular in Panjiayuan. The shops and street stalls are very lively. There are various antique collections on the stalls, including porcelain, bronzes, ancient coins, calligraphy and paintings, etc., which can be seen at a glance. It seems that they all retain the atmosphere of ancient history.Most of the sellers are squatting on the small benches they bring, while the buyers are squatting to look at things and bargain.

Xu Yunhan, who had been shopping all afternoon, didn't see a single real good thing, but only bought a grasshopper gourd of the late Qing Dynasty, which was of average craftsmanship, and couldn't help feeling dejected and disappointed.It seems that even if she has magical powers, she can't beat this false market. She can only distinguish the truth from the fake, but she can't create something out of nothing and turn the fake into real.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was almost six o'clock in the evening, so he had better go home. Xu Yunhan walked out as he was about to call it a day and go home.When she was about to walk to the gate of the market, she saw a new stall. She looked at the stall owner, and it was true that she had never shopped before.

Anyway, I had to pass that stall when I went out, so Xu Yunhan stopped when he walked past the stall, and just wanted to squat down to see what was displayed in this stall, when the stall owner came over, holding a mysterious blue and white vase in his hand Secretly lowered her voice, "Beauty, come take a look, this is a good thing, from the Ming Dynasty!"

Xu Yunhan raised her eyebrows, did not reach out to take the vase from the stall owner, just glanced at it roughly, and then said to the stall owner suspiciously, "Ming Dynasty? Haha, I walked all the way, no less than ten of them The stall owner told me that this is from the Qing Dynasty and this is from the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that today's antiques have become Chinese cabbage randomly selected in the vegetable market!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is short and fat, with a chubby figure and a lot of flesh on his face. When he smiles, all his facial features seem to be squeezed into the middle, looking very happy.Upon hearing Xu Yunhan's question, the stall owner hastily argued,
"That's impossible, sister, don't talk nonsense to them, those are old and cunning profiteers, but I am a really kind person, and I never lie. This blue and white vase is definitely from the Shunzhi period of the Ming Dynasty."

Pfft~hahaha~ Xu Yunhan couldn't hold back after hearing what the stall owner said, and immediately laughed. This person's professionalism is not professional enough, he must not be a skilled worker, "During the Shunzhi period of the Ming Dynasty? Did Emperor Shunzhi also play time travel? Our history The teacher taught that Shunzhi belonged to the Qing Dynasty, could the history teacher be wrong?!"

"Ah? Haha~ Yeah, that's because I remembered it wrong. I'm a rough old man who doesn't know much about history. It would be nice if I can barely remember the name of a dynasty." He himself explained the reason with two sentences, and then continued without changing his expression,

"But this blue vase is really from the Ming Dynasty. It has a history. Girl, don't look at me as a stall now, but my grandfather was in the leadership during the Cultural Revolution. You must know the antiques in that turbulent era. Everything must have been destroyed by humans, and this vase was hidden by my grandfather at that time. Hey...my grandfather handed it to me before he passed away, saying that it was from the Ming Dynasty. Let me save it, but life is so hard these days."

As if caught in the memories of the past years, the stall owner sighed endlessly, with regret on his face.

"That's right. In this case, you should listen to the elders and keep it carefully. The treasures passed down from the ancestors should be kept well. It will not only fulfill the wishes of the elders, but also leave a wealth for future generations." Xu Yunhan thought in his heart. He snickered, but on the surface he sighed for the stall owner with a sense of comprehension.These people who sell antiques are more talented than each other. They are not only good screenwriters but also good actors.

The stall owner, who was secretly looking at Xu Yunhan's expression, saw that she seemed to believe her, and was overjoyed. He said that such a young and beautiful girl had better be lied to, so he took the initiative to recruit her.Feeling that the fat sheep he selected has entered the urn, the stall owner then sighed a long time, with a sad face, and said to Xu Yunhan, the fat sheep in his heart,

"Hey~ I just talked to you so much because of my sister's eye-catching fate. I don't want to talk about fate. If it were someone else, I wouldn't want to say anything. This vase has been kept in our family for decades and it is our family." It’s my precious treasure, and I’ve been reluctant to sell it for so many years. It’s just that my son is going to marry a wife when he grows up. Now, it’s hard to marry a wife without a house. For the sake of the child’s happiness, I thought of selling this vase. My son bought a house."

Xu Yunhan sighed with sympathy, "That's right, housing prices are scary nowadays, it's not easy for young people to buy a house on their salary."

"No, but our elders still have to think about the children. It would be nice if we could help out with some money. That's good. If you like this vase, girl, you can make a price and take it away." The stall owner said He looked at her more enthusiastically when he met someone who knew him well, so he waved his hand very boldly and said, and passed the vase forward in his hand.

Xu Yunhan smiled, and didn't answer right away, but took the vase, it was still icy cold when she first got it, the flaws could be seen from the blue pattern from a distance before, this fake is really not particular about it, she shook her head , handed it back to the stall owner, and said regretfully,
"This vase is really beautiful, and I like it very much, but I have no money. I heard you say that this vase is your family heirloom. If you sell it, you can buy a house. I don't have that much money. If I also have such an antique, I will I also want to change houses, hey... I'd better look at other cheaper ones." After speaking, Xu Yunhan squatted down with a regretful expression on his face, and began to look for others on the street stall.

Now the stall owner feels regretful. He knew that he shouldn’t have blown up the vase so high just now. Now it’s all right. If he can’t get off the stage, he just said that the house is worth a house.He had no choice but to put down the vase in his hand. Fortunately, she was still looking at other things. As long as he didn't leave, he would continue to slaughter the fat sheep!So the stall owner cheered up and asked her to look at other things on the stall.
"This... Then you look at other things, look at other things. I have good things here, and they are definitely worth the money."

Just as we were talking, a new customer came to the stall. The stall owner said something casual to Xu Yunhan, and hurriedly greeted him with the vase just now. What I told her just now, of course, Shunzhi of the Ming Dynasty did not make this mistake again.

Xu Yunhan listened to the stall owner's play, smiled secretly, and rummaged through the messy things on the stall. This stall owner put quite a lot of things, including ceramics, comic books, and even a dirty hookah .There are almost no stalls with such a variety of goods, and most of the stalls display a few categories of things at most.

She flipped around casually, many things were not worth looking at at all, just a glance.I almost searched all over but didn't even see a decent thing.

Huh?This is……

(End of this chapter)