It was not that He Chong didn't want to bother Bai Menghu, but that he felt that since the old man had a strange temper, if he took Bai Menghu, it would inevitably have bad effects. It would be safer than to go there.

Bai Menghu was the owner of the hotel and set up a table in a nearby high-end hotel. He Chong used the excuse of driving as an excuse to refuse to drink. In the end, he really didn't get a drop.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon after dinner, and He Chong drove alone to Jingwen Road where the monster old man was.

He Chong came to an old double-storey residence according to his address. In the provincial capital, where every inch of land is valuable, not only has this kind of building that has been preserved for decades, but also has an independent courtyard.

The courtyard gate is half open, and a dusty plaque hanging above it: Jade carving.

"May I ask..." He Chong pushed the door and asked, "Is Mr. Jia here?"

Bai Menghu not only knew the address from the phone, but also asked the other party's name and roughly age, so He Chong knew what to call him now.

It is said that the old man is about 80 years old, but he is very strong. He can't tell from his appearance that he is so old. He has a weird temper and beats someone up if he disagrees. But he still knows how to do it. As long as he takes action, no matter who he is, he will be kicked.

Moreover, the old man's name is also very strange. His surname is Jia and his name is Yi and B. It gives people the feeling that this name is simply random and has never been serious at all.

"Blind?" At this time, a very impolite voice came from the corner of the yard.

He Chong looked in the voice and saw an old man lying on a reclining chair with his eyes closed and resting. In front of him was a wooden table with a purple clay teapot and a teacup on it. His face was very plain and he could not tell at all about his joy and anger.

"Hello, Mr. Jia." He Chong was very unhappy with the other party's words, but he still said politely, "I came here to ask you to help carve a pendant. Don't you know if it's convenient?"

"Inconvenient!" Jia Yibing still closed his eyes, but refused without hesitation, "Even if it is convenient, I won't do it for you. Get out!"

He Chong asked politely, but he was repeatedly harsh and verbal, which made him even more angry.

"I heard that your level is the most wisest in the entire provincial capital, and my jadeite also needs to be given to a very important person." He Chong was still suppressing his anger and said as calm as possible, "I hope the old man can be more comfortable."

"Get out!" Jia Yibing only posted one word this time, but it was even more annoying.

This old man was so arrogant that even if he refused to help carve someone, there was no need to curse him. Although He Chongjing was quite old and an elder, the repeated insults made He Chong unable to bear it.

"Don't go too far!" He Chong said angrily, "I came here to see you. Even if you don't want to take action, there is no need to scold others. Do you really think you are an incomparable master!"

"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to do it." Jia Yibing still didn't open his eyes, but his tone did not change at all. "If you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude."

This was the first time He Chong saw such a weird person. As the saying goes, he doesn't hit a smile. He has never heard of scolding a visitor who has never met and is polite. This made him feel excited.

"I won't leave yet, what can you do?" He Chong simply walked in and saw a stool not far away. He sat down angrily, "If you have the ability, throw it out for me!"

"Looking for death?" Jia Yibing finally opened his eyes, but his eyes were not as turbid as an ordinary old man, but two sharp rays of light were shot out.

"I'm still young and can't die." He Chong snorted, "You must be the first to go on the road!"

Since the other party is not polite, there is no need to be too respectful. I would have thought I was afraid of him, but even so, He Chong did not say too much.

"Hehe..." Jia Yibing actually laughed, "I don't care who introduced you, I must be very clear about what kind of temper I have, right?"

"I know, don't you just like to beat people casually?" He Chong was not afraid at all and simply let go completely. "I thought you were a hermit master, but now it seems that he is just Er'er. He was in front of him and thought he was a scholar. I really didn't look down on him!"

"Do you know the purple clay teapot?" Jia Yibing showed a surprised look, "Can you see the era?"

"What's so great about this?" He Chong sneered, "It's a pristine clay pot plus Jianzhan, it's a shame you're so embarrassed to match it like this. This is the first time I heard that there is only tea and water in Jianzhan, and I feel embarrassed to see it."

"Oh? Do you still look at porcelain?" Jia Yibing became a little interested, "My rabbit hair cup is not bad, right?"

"It's just Jianzhan in the Southern Song Dynasty, what can I not see?" He Chong said disdainfully, "Don't talk about rabbit hair. You are the only one who is a Jianzhan in the kiln at most. It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from rabbit hair. Don't take it out and embarrass you. I'm so embarrassed for you."

"Dare you dare to say that my Jianzhan is not a rabbit hair?" Jia Yibing became angry when he heard this, "I think you really want to be beaten!" "What? Why don't you tell the truth?" He Chong sneered, "The rabbit hair cuckoo is famous for its patterns. Its tendons are white-brown, as thin as the hair on a rabbit's body, shining! Looking at your broken cup, not only if it is cracked, the patterns are far from as thin as the rabbit's hair. Thank you for your fault, it's a blessing to you.

It’s not embarrassing to say the word “rabbit hair”!”

In ancient times, there was an entertainment project called tea fighting. It started in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Song Dynasty. It was an elegant play for rich and idle people in ancient times. It has a strong winning and losing color, full of fun and challenging.

Since it is a tea-fighting, there must be utensils. The most famous of them is the teacup produced by Jian Kiln, followed by Jizhou Kiln.

In Jianzhan, the best one is the rabbit hair cup, which is divided into silver rabbit hair, golden rabbit hair, and blue rabbit hair. Among these three types, silver rabbit hair is the most precious, and is something that collectors have been rushing to look for since ancient times.

Although Jia Yibing's Jianzhan has silver stripes, it is much thicker than rabbit hair, so it is not as good as rabbit hair. It can only be said to be a Jianzhan of the ages.

"You guys, you're talking too much!" Jia Yibing's face turned red when he was said, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed, so he stood up with a 'sweep'.

The old man was so moveable that he didn't feel old at all. He saw him standing up and ruthlessly grabbed He Chong.

"Damn, are you still here?"

He Chong was startled and quickly got up to dodge, but found that the other party's movements were obviously very slow but there was no room for dodging. He felt a sense of arrogance that he was blocked at all angles, and there was no other way except to resist.

"I don't believe it yet!" Since he couldn't dodge, He Chong simply resisted. He saw him push back with one hand and then hit the other hand first.

With a muffled sound, Jia Yibing landed calmly next to the horse stool, but He Chong took five steps in a row to stop his body. "He is still a kid who knows ancient martial arts. It's interesting, it's really interesting!" Jia Yibing seemed to have some excitement in his expression, "The second move, you can take it firmly!"
Chapter completed!