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Hi, Teacher Huang!

At 3:30 in the morning, people began to set up stalls on the streets in the distance.

At this time, Zhang Yang finally met Teacher Huang introduced by Wang Guosheng.

The other person was a tall, thin old man, carrying a cloth bag and a thermos cup in his pocket. He looked like a retired teacher.

I'm so patient, Xiao Wang! Teacher Huang smiled and walked up to shake hands with Wang Jianye.

Zhang Yang saw the enthusiasm between the two and knew that they had at least known each other before.

Teacher Huang, this is Zhang Yang. Wang Jianye helped introduce.

Hello, handsome! Teacher Huang greeted with a smile.

Teacher Huang, good morning.

Can you hear what I'm saying?

Ah? Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment.

Teacher Huang asked if you can understand Cantonese. Wang Jianye explained from the side: Teacher Huang, Zhang Yang is born after 2000 and has never seen Cantonese movies, so he can't understand.

Sorry, I'm used to it, so let's just speak Mandarin today.

Teacher Huang switches languages ​​seamlessly, and his pronunciation of Mandarin is unexpectedly standard.

Seeing the surprise in Zhang Yang's eyes, the other party smiled and explained.

Teacher Huang is actually from the north. When Shencheng was rising, he came to Guangdong Province to work hard, and later settled in Yangcheng.

Wait a minute, I'll take you to find some old guys' stalls. They have some connections.

If you like something, put it in front of you first. Don't rush to ask, lest you get picked on.

“After you’ve selected everything, let’s ask about the price together.”

Teacher Huang introduced the rules of Tianguang Market thoughtfully.

The antique market is not like the ordinary Tianguang market, the prices of things are relatively high.

Many sellers there come here for the purpose of eating a meal and managing the business for a year.

If a young guy like Zhang Yang shows too much desire to buy, the boss will definitely ask for a higher price.

It can be said that Teacher Huang was specially invited by Wang Guosheng to escort the two of them.

Okay, Teacher Huang, I'll call you first after I choose something.

Director Wang, let's buy the things back first and then divide them up slowly, okay?

Zhang Yang looked at the increasingly lively market and said eagerly.

Of course, I'm here to help you pay today. Wang Jianye said with a smile.

These words made Teacher Huang on the side slightly surprised.

He couldn't help but look Zhang Yang up and down, feeling a little puzzled:

How come these two people who seem to be more than ten years apart, are this young man the primary and Wang Jianye the secondary?

Could it be that he is a second-generation person with a background?

Wait, my group will not become the biggest culprit in the history of the entire antique market, right?

For the sake of his old friend Wang Guosheng, Teacher Huang decided to lead Zhang Yang and the two of them to find a stall owner who was easy to talk to.

At least you can get ripped off less.

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While Teacher Huang was greeting the stall owner, Zhang Yang was already squatting in front of the stall.

The atmosphere at Tin Kwong Hui is quite good. No one maintains discipline, but all the stalls are neatly arranged in two lines, and the pedestrians coming and going are also in order.

The only problem is that the light doesn't work.

It was four o'clock in the morning, still far from dawn. The street lights could barely illuminate the road, but they couldn't take care of the things on the stalls.

Years ago, market goers could only rely on the stall owners’ kerosene lamps to see what they were seeing.

Now it has been replaced with an LED light powered by a power bank. Each person has one, which is a lot more convenient, but you still have to get closer to see clearly.

In front of Zhang Yang, an oilcloth measuring less than three square meters was filled with porcelain and statues of various sizes.

This stall owner is more specialized in what he sells.

There are all kinds of porcelain on the stall, including moon bottles, lantern bottles, bile bottles, phoenix tail bottles, gourd bottles, general jars, holding pots...

Zhang Yang is now different from what he used to be. He can already match the names on physical objects and documents.

However, identification of authenticity still depends on item information.

Eh? Zhang Yang, this Arhat statue seems to be a little old?

You come and take a look?

Wang Jianye didn't know much. When he accidentally saw something good that he could understand, it was like discovering a new world. He hurried to Zhang Yang and muttered.

Zhang Yang took the things and looked at them carefully under the light.

The carving is of a drunken Arhat, and the paint has mostly worn off, but you can still see gold in some of the corners.

Okay, this is an Arhat statue carved from boxwood, and it's painted gold. It's quite old. Zhang Yang said in a low voice beside Wang Jianye.

Then let me ask about the price?

No rush, let's take a look first.

Zhang Yang shook his head and signaled him to calm down.

The sound of the two people talking just now attracted the attention of the stall owner and Teacher Huang.

Zhang Yang saw that Teacher Huang waved his hand behind him just now.

Signaling not to be too anxious.

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Modern, modern, modern...

Hey! It was just produced this year, probably wholesale.

Zhang Yang looked at the porcelain on the stall. Except for a blue and white vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, which is considered an antique, the other items can be placed in the lobby of the hotel for decoration.

He took out the bile bottle and placed it with the Arhat statue.

Wang Jianye shook his head, indicating that he had no new discoveries.

Teacher Huang, we have chosen.

It's so fast, why don't you take a look. The stall owner introduced enthusiastically: I just collected the Jun kilns here!

Haha, no need, they young people don't know anything about Jun kiln! They can only look at blue and white porcelain.

Teacher Huang pointed to the things on the stall and said.

Hehe, that's right. The stall owner shook his head and felt that what Teacher Huang said made sense.

Come, let me see, what did you pick?

Oh, boss, that's incredible. This blue and white vase of yours is authentic Kangxi blue and white porcelain. The stall owner slapped his thigh and said with an exaggerated expression.

Wang Jianye was a little surprised and glanced in Zhang Yang's direction.

Shipped so soon?

Teacher Huang was also deceived. He never thought that he would find the real thing so quickly.

I even thought of coming over to take a look.

But at this time, Zhang Yang spoke:

Boss, your style is too small. Why can't it be Yuan Qinghua?

Zhang Yang dared to say this, and he was naturally confident.

This blue and white vase is placed together with three other modern craft porcelains of similar size and shape.

All four porcelain pieces have the same traces of paint on their soles.

It indicates that they were probably collected together.

The original owner of the porcelain may not have known that it was genuine, and may have thought that one was not enough, so he bought three more fake ones and put them together.

Zhang Yang believed that the stall owner was just trying to deceive him.

Hahaha, Yuan Qinghua, then I can't sell you hundreds of millions!

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said with a smile: Three thousand, how about it?

This is the sky-high price of Kangxi porcelain.

Two thousand and five thousand, what if it's Qianlong? Teacher Huang gave an assist.

Hahaha, I think it will work. The stall owner readily agreed.

Let me take another look at this statue.

The stall owner picked up the statue Wang Jianye selected, looked at it and said:

It's broken. This is what my old man planned to put at home for worship. He must have picked up the wrong one when he went out.

But if you sincerely want it...is this the number?

The stall owner held out five fingers.

Five thousand? Teacher Huang asked.

No, half a million!