On the street stall, the boss looked at the backs of several people and spat lowly, "A bunch of little sluts, bad luck!"

However, he was very happy when he said this.

As Chongning said, the things from two folk kilns, plus a paint box from the foreign exchange period, will only be sold for more than 1,000 yuan.

He felt very happy after selling for two thousand yuan at once.

He was also very depressed. If only that poor Taoist priest was the only one, he would have to squeeze out five hundred yuan at most.

At this time, Chongning, Xuanzhen and Duan Jingzhi had already left the night market and came to the park road next to it.

Duan Jingzhi said, "Xuanzhen, be careful in the future and almost got caught."

Xuan Zhen said in a slight voice, "What, you two almost ruined my good deeds. I originally bought it for 500 yuan, but it cost 1,050 more."

Duan Jingzhi didn't understand and said, "What do you mean? Do you want to buy this pile of rags?"

Chongning smiled and said, "Jingzhi, I think it's only you and that boss, who are still in the dark."

"How could Xuanzhen be bullied pitifully by someone? It's not right to think with his feet."

Duan Jingzhi pouted and twisted Chongning's arm directly, "Are you talking about me being stupid?"

Chongning screamed and begged for mercy repeatedly, "No, no, I mean you are simple."

Duan Jingzhi said angrily: "What the hell is going on? I'm so suffocating?"

Xuan Zhen found a place where no one was, and stopped by the street lights.

I saw that he carefully opened the paper bag and threw the broken porcelain pieces directly into the trash can.

Only the paint box and waste paper were left behind.

Duan Jingzhi couldn't understand it and said, "I don't want the porcelain piece?"

Xuan Zhen said disdainfully: "It's not Ru kiln porcelain pieces, but folk kiln porcelain pieces must be weighed by pounds."

Duan Jingzhi looked at his hand, "Are you doing this lacquer box?"

Xuan Zhen opened the lacquer box and turned the lid over.

Inside, there are a few pieces of cinnabar.

Because the porcelain fell down just now and it hit the paint box directly.

All these pieces of cinnabar were broken.

Some broke into two pieces, while others broke into stick insects.

These old cinnabars were originally sold separately from the lacquer box.

The street stall owner saw that they were all broken and had no appearance, so he put them together.

Duan Jingzhi finally recovered and said, "Are you doing this for these old cinnabar?"

"But this kind of old cinnabar is not very expensive, this pile is only a few hundred yuan, right?"

Chongning took one, turned around, and looked at it under the light.

A red light flashed by.

On the earth character of Qianjin's hand, dark patterns appear.

High-quality earth products!

Chongning turned around and said with a smile: "This is not an ordinary old cinnabar."

Duan Jingzhi said curiously: "What is that?"

Chongning put the cinnabar in his hand and weighed it down very much.

On the cinnabar block, the word "Ting Xiang" is written.

The piece in Xuan Zhen’s hand is bigger and has a strange shape, and it looks like a treasure vase.

There are also patterns on it, with four golden characters written as tight-lipped like a bottle.

Chongning knew it in his heart and said, "This is the legendary Qianlong period of Qianlong."

Xuan Zhen was shocked, looked up at Chongning, and said, "Okay, I have insight, I can recognize all this!"

Duan Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and she murmured in thought: "Wannianhong, it's so familiar."

Chongning said, "This thing is very expensive."

The old cinnabar during the Qianlong period was well-made and extremely rare.

These are all the best cinnabar carefully selected by Qianlong.

Once half a pound of Qianlong cinnabar flowed out of the Forbidden City. The master of Chinese painting Li Keran used it to create a famous work, and all the mountains were full of red.

A painting of thousands of mountains is full of red, and it was sold at a sky-high price of 300 million yuan.

He created a total of seven paintings. If he took them together, the total valuation would exceed 1.8 billion!

This series is incomparable from composition to pigments, and is the best among the best.

The effect of painting with special Qianlong cinnabar is extraordinary.

The dense forests are set off by bright red cinnabar, and the backlight effect of the mountains and forests in the morning and evening gives people a great visual impact.

It can be seen that the rare and uniqueness of Qianlong's cinnabar!

Duan Jingzhi was extremely shocked after hearing this. "Oh my god, Xuan Zhen, you have found a treasure."

"How much does it cost to have such a bunch of Qianlong cinnabar?"

Chongning judged based on the red light of the daughter-in-law, pondered and said, "It costs at least 300,000 to 400,000."

Duan Jingzhi was shocked and said quickly, "Then you are still crying and poor. No, treating a meal, you must treat a meal!"

At this moment, her mind was full of food.

Xuan Zhen didn't care at all, "I don't care how much this cinnabar is worth. I just want to use this cinnabar to refine elixir."

Duan Jingzhi was speechless, not knowing what his words would be like if they were heard by the masters of Chinese painting.

However, for Xuan Zhen, any treasure is just a material for alchemy.

He is such a pure person.

Chongning looked at the old paper on the ground and said, "Xuanzhen, can I give me one piece of this paper?"

Xuan Zhen was a little hesitant and stingy.

Chongning smiled and said, "Don't forget that I paid the two thousand dollars. Logically speaking, these things are mine."

Xuan Zhen ignored it and said, "My own words will be done in five hundred. Once you two get involved, you will almost finish the game."

What he said is right. If he depends on himself, the boss will only earn five hundred yuan.

Chongning patted his shoulder and said, "Give me one, hurry up."

Xuan Zhen then reluctantly took out one and handed it over.

Duan Jingzhi asked, "This broken paper is also a treasure?"

Chongning took it over and crushed it in his hand.

"What a paper, this is Qianlong paper."

Qianlong paper and Qianlong cinnabar are the same, and they are both rare things.

It seems that this boss doesn't know much, he should have collected it as waste in the countryside.

Few people care about old paper and cinnabar.

He should only have a crush on the paint box. The paint box is not old, so naturally he didn't care much about the things that were kept in it.

Xuan Zhen used old paper, which should be used to wrap elixirs.

The older the paper, the more resilient and more peaceful it is.

Most of the papers today are made in chemicals, and for wrapping elixirs, they have a slight impact on quality.

Xuan Zhen is a sloppy person, but he is indeed striving for excellence and cautious and steady in the path of alchemy.

Chongning wanted old paper for future mount paintings or remedies.

The previous Yuan Mei album and the fate paper behind it are ordinary rice paper.

If this Qianlong paper was used at that time, the quality and level would have been directly raised.

Using old people to make up for old people is also a kind of science of restoring cultural relics.

Duan Jingzhi smiled and said, "Xuan is really a bargaining level, it is unfathomable. I really underestimate him."
Chapter completed!