You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

After Xie Fugui transferred the money, he held the stamps in his hands and said happily, "Has everyone not had dinner yet? I'll treat everyone to dinner and drinks tonight to celebrate that I finally realized my dream of many years. Don't go home until you're drunk tonight!" He called everyone to leave. Su An said, "Don't worry, there's something else in this room. Let's have dinner and drinks together after we finish looking for it." Hearing this. Everyone was dumbfounded. There's more? Liu Wanting, who had just recovered, was stunned. Is this a mistake? How can there be something else! [Isn't this too exaggerated? Three things have been found? You tell me there's more? ]

[Fuck you, this house was only sold for 2 million, and the things found were sold for more than 30 million! And you said there are more? ? ]

[This is not an exaggeration, but a horror. Who would have thought that such a shabby house could hide so many good things! ]

[It's not too exaggerated, right? The owner can use golden nanmu to make a bed. Isn't it normal to have a few valuable things at home? ]

[I don't know if the owner watches Brother Su's live broadcast. If he sees it, he will probably be so angry that he will vomit blood! ]

"Su An, you said there are still things in this house?"

Ma Wenjun asked in shock.

But Zhao Jianbo waved his hand at this time and said, "It's impossible to have more. I looked around this house before you came. There are no other treasures at all. If there are any, they can only be here..."

He lowered his index finger and pointed to the ground.

Shi Jun laughed when he heard this: "If it's really under here, we need professionals to come. We definitely can't dig out the things underground. I just know a few professional diggers..."

Seeing Shi Jun taking out his mobile phone, Su An hurriedly stopped him and reminded him: "The things are not underground, nor in the room."

Swish.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Su An.

Zhao Jianbo exclaimed: "It's not underground or in the room. Is it in the vegetable garden at the back door? No, it's just an ordinary vegetable garden. There is no treasure!"

"Where is the back door?"

Shi Jun knew that Su An never talked nonsense. If he said there was something, there must be something, so he asked immediately.

Zhao Jianbo pointed to the wooden door at the edge and said: "It's behind that wooden door..."

Several people followed his finger and looked at the wooden door.

The wooden door was swollen and black because of years of sun and rain.

Ma Wenjun was the first to rush over. He didn't want to return empty-handed after such a long trip!

The rest of the people followed him.

As soon as the stagnant wooden door was pushed open, a salty and sour smell hit him.

Ma Wenjun, who was at the front, was caught off guard by the smell, and his expression was distorted for a moment.

"What's that smell?"

The people behind him covered their noses and asked curiously.

"It smells like pickles!"

Zhao Jianbo hid at the back, pinching his nose tightly with one hand, and said in a muffled voice: "Hey, rush in? Who told you to rush in so fast? Su An and I had poured a jar of pickles into this place before."

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Xie Fugui turned his head and said unhappily.

Zhao Jianbo said aggrievedly: "You didn't ask."

"Do you still need to ask? I think you did it on purpose!"

Xie Fugui shouted loudly.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Shi Jun hurriedly interrupted them and said suspiciously:

"Okay, stop quarreling, what's there to quarrel about? What I wonder is, why are you and Su An pouring pickles here?"

This action was too inappropriate, and he couldn't help but think about it.

Zhao Jianbo shrugged and said speechlessly: "Su An said he wanted a porcelain jar for pickles. I really don't understand. What's so strange about a porcelain jar..."

The voice fell.

Everyone's eyes changed instantly.

That porcelain jar must be a treasure!

Ma Wenjun, who was blocking the threshold, heard the words and immediately scanned the vegetable garden with his eyes, and his eyes quickly locked under the faucet.

"This is... a blue and white porcelain jar!"

While speaking, he had rushed forward and put both hands on the porcelain jar.

"No, this is not a porcelain jar, it's a blue and white table jar!"

Ji Xian also came over and touched the surface of the table jar. It felt cold and smooth. It must be a good thing!

Zhao Jianbo covered his nose and retorted in disbelief: "How could this be a case jar? Case jars are used to store study items, calligraphy and paintings, but this porcelain jar was clearly used to pickle pickles!"

Ji Xian patiently explained: "How can it be impossible? Look at this case jar, it is different from ordinary porcelain jars in shape, with a round mouth, but the body is much longer than the mouth, and it becomes narrower as it goes down.

It is obviously a case jar used to be placed on the desk in the study to store scrolls!"

Zhao Jianbo looked in the direction of his finger.

Sure enough, it has a round mouth and a narrow body, and it gets narrower as it goes down!

This is a typical case jar!

Ma Wenjun looked at the painting on the jar and agreed: "This is indeed a case jar, and looking at the dragon pattern painting on it, it is obviously from the Ming Dynasty!"

"Director Ma knows a lot!"

Ji Xian smiled and praised, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, carefully studied the painting for a moment and exclaimed: "It is something from the Ming Dynasty!"

As a professor of history and a specialist in porcelain, he naturally has a lot of experience in porcelain identification.

He commented: "This case jar is open-mouthed, with curved walls, and white body exposed above the rim. The body is fine and smooth, and the whole body is painted with clouds and dragons playing in the water. The dragon pattern on it is half-hidden, hidden in the white clouds and waves, and one body appears in five places. This is a typical painting method in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties! Look at the dragon pattern painting method, its double horns are like deer, its face is long like a horse, and its hair is scattered on both sides of the dragon head. The whole body occupies the middle of the jar, with angry hair standing on end, showing a sense of majesty and might! ”

Ma Wenjun lifted the porcelain jar and nodded in agreement: "The body is firm and white, and it is quite heavy. It should be the glutinous rice body of the Kangxi period. Not to mention the dragon pattern, it is quite in the style of the Wanli official kiln. I remember that this kind of dragon pattern decoration is very rare. There is a colorful dragon pattern plate with the inscription "Made for Zhao Mansion in the Spring of Jiaxu" with the same dragon pattern as this one. Upon closer inspection, even the painting techniques are exactly the same! Therefore, it is not difficult to conclude that this dragon pattern should be a custom-made vessel for the royal palace! ”

Zhao Jianbo was completely confused and asked: "Is this table jar from the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty? "

Ji Xian nodded: "It is 90% certain that it is from the Chongzhen reign of the Ming Dynasty. After all, the dragon pattern features painted on it have very obvious late Ming Dynasty techniques."

Hearing this,

Zhao Jianbo was completely dumbfounded.

This pickle jar is actually a treasure!

Or is it custom-made by the royal palace?

He also has some research on porcelain, and of course he knows what Ji Xian and Ma Wenjun mean.

This is a treasure!

It is also a fine treasure!

The price is at least over one million!

Su An listened to their analysis very clearly, nodded secretly, and then turned to look at Zhao Jianbo, jokingly said: "Boss Zhao, didn't you say you would give me two identical porcelain jars? You didn't forget it, did you?"