Ma San was fired by Zhou Xiaosheng, and Hanyuan Pavilion became much more peaceful for a moment.

"Lin Luo, I'll make you laugh!" Zhou Xiaosheng smiled bitterly, "Although Ma San is my friend's nephew, he is not suitable for this business, so he should leave early, but I'm afraid you will have to work hard in the future. You have to pay more snacks for the store, and it's not easy for me to recruit a friend in a short period of time."

"Uncle Zhou, don't worry." Lin Luo smiled and said, "I will stop Ma San's work together, but Uncle Zhou, I recently moved out of the place where I rented a house. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in your store for a few days. I can only move out when I find the house."

In the past, when Ma San was there, he stayed in antique shops, but now that he left, the accommodation was naturally free. Lin Luo didn't have to rush to find a place to live in a short time.

"This is no problem." Seeing Lin Luo so reasonable, when comparing with Ma Sanyi, Zhou Xiaosheng felt even more wise about his decision just now, so he didn't have to bother dealing with smart people. "Ma San is gone, no one is in the store to keep a look. I'm not at ease. Don't worry, stay here. By the way, if you have something to inform me, I'll go to the inner room to make a few phone calls."

Zhou Xiaosheng said, and went back to the inner room. He didn't know who to call, or maybe to contact the business, Lin Luo didn't think much about it.

Lin Luo put his luggage aside and looked back and forth in the antique shop. The antique stand was full of bottles and jars, which looked very delicate and beautiful. These are the porcelain commonly known as the antique industry.

There was no such thing as porcelain at the beginning. Pottery first appeared in the Neolithic Age. Later, with the continuous improvement of smelting technology, porcelain was derived based on pottery.

It was not until the Western Han Dynasty that the smelting technology of porcelain gradually matured, and by the Tang Dynasty, porcelain began to be carried forward, and by the Song Dynasty, porcelain was an indispensable thing for every household.

It even reached its peak for a time, and five famous kilns were derived. These five famous kilns were Ru, Guan, Ge, Jun, and Ding, and they all had their own styles.

Lin Luo hasn't been here for half a month recently, and the porcelain on the shelf has gotten dusty. Lin Luo had to find the chicken feather blanket and deal with it himself.

After processing, I felt that the decorations of the antique shop were very wrong. No matter how you look at it, Lin Luo didn't know if he was accepting the memory inheritance of his grandfather in his mind. He was affected. He gave the antique shop a "Great Movement of the World" and changed them all.

At the end of September, the season is gradually getting stronger. There were many customers coming in the morning. Lin Luo was eloquent and could talk about all kinds of small ornaments, porcelain, ivory carvings, wood carvings, micro-carvings... The four treasures of the study were all here. After the morning, the business was pretty good.

After finally reaching the meal order, Lin Luo shouted to the inside: "Uncle Zhou, the meal order is here, what are you eating? I'll buy it back."

Soon, Uncle Zhou walked out of the inner room with a smile, waved his hand to Lin Luo, and said, "Anything is OK, I don't care so much."

Then he said: "The old rules, I will reimburse you for how much money I can buy!"

Lin Luo works with him, and he still cares about his meals. In this era, the prices are very real, and he doesn’t spend much money on his meals a day.

Lin Luo nodded with a smile, and suddenly Uncle Zhou yelled, and then he discovered the changes in the antique store.

"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong?" Lin Luo said shamelessly: "I just can't stand the layout in the store before, so I made fine adjustments and placed several popular porcelain and ivory carvings in the hot-selling area. It's just that this mixed style, you may not stand it for a while. If you don't like it, I will adjust it."

"Haha, no, no, no." Zhou Xiaosheng said: "I look very good. This combination is very fresh, distinctive, and very good. I hire you as a maintenance engineer and I will naturally trust you."

Just as Zhou Xiaosheng nodded repeatedly, a cowardly voice suddenly came over from the door, "Is this antique shop collecting antiques? I want to be something here."

Lin Luo was preparing to go to the bun shop across the street of Antiques to buy lunch, when suddenly a middle-aged man wearing a blue worker's outfit with a big harvest printed on his vest and a little messy hair walked in.

He was holding a worn-out cowhide bag in his hand, and naturally, he couldn't tell what was being put on from the outside.

His outfit looks like a farmer on the outskirts of Cangsong City.

"Uncle, what do you want to be like?" Lin Luo hurriedly came up and said, "Since our store opens an antique shop, it naturally collects antiques, so you don't have to worry about this."

Lin Luo has encountered such things as coming to an antique shop as a thing since he went to work here, but most of them have been trying their luck.

To put it bluntly, I came here to fish because of old age.

But if you don’t see anything, you can’t draw conclusions. After all, antique shops open the door to do business. There is no reason to chase customers out. You can only make conclusions after getting started. This is also the rule of antique shops.

It is not like some other industries, when people seem to be unable to afford the things in their own stores, so they chase them out. There is no such thing as antique industry.

"Since you are in business, Lin Luo, don't rush to buy lunch. Let's take a look first." When Lin Luo was talking to the middle-aged uncle, Zhou Xiaosheng had already looked at him up and down and pondered.

Seeing Lin Luo and Zhou Xiaosheng looking at him, the middle-aged uncle wearing worker pants was a little nervous. He looked out carefully and found that there was no one at the door. Then he put the worn-out cowhide bag on the counter, carefully unzipped the zipper, and took out something wrapped in newspaper from it.

Looking at the wrapped outline, it obviously looks like a porcelain bowl.

"Uncle, what you want to be a porcelain bowl, isn't it?" Lin Luo smiled lightly and asked, "Is this passed down from your ancestors?"

Lin Luo has been in this circle for some time. Before collecting antiques, the origin and inheritance of antiques must be asked clearly. Otherwise, if he collects "black goods" and is more lucky to be something the police pays attention to, it will be troublesome.

"Yeah." The worker pretended to be a uncle whispered: "This is a treasure bowl passed down from my ancestors. If my child hadn't been hospitalized after being sick and needed money for surgery, I wouldn't have been willing to sell it..."

When Lin Luo heard the worker pretending to be an uncle, he shook his head in his heart. When he saw Zhou Xiaosheng, he was obviously disappointed. He and Lin Luo heard these words so much that their ears were almost calloused.

I subconsciously thought that this middle-aged man wearing worker outfit was also taking the chance to deliberately fool people.

He obviously did not realize the subtle changes on Lin Luo's face, so he carefully pulled down the newspaper that wrapped the things layer by layer, like peeling an onion, but his movements seemed a little clumsy and awkward, for fear of destroying the treasure bowl from their ancestors.

However, in Lin Luo's opinion, this middle-aged man is obviously trying to cover up the truth.

Zhou Xiaosheng and Lin Luo have similar ideas.

"Well……"

When the newspapers were peeled out one by one, a small celadon bowl with a bright and extremely bright glaze color, there were two vivid little fish inside the bowl, which were exposed in front of Lin Luo and Zhou Xiaosheng.

The glaze color of the porcelain bowl is full and round, and it is very green and bright. This is the celadon Pisces bowl.

Zhou Xiaosheng exclaimed lightly, and he felt speechless. This thing was really fake and could not be fake anymore. He could hardly tell it without getting started.

"Uncle, don't you mind letting me see it?" Lin Luo also thought that this celadon Pisces bowl was a fake, but he still had to do it. After all, he opened the door to do business.

"Be careful, don't break it..." the worker dressed uncle reminded.

"A fake bowl is used to deceive people, and it is pretending to make people be careful." Zhou Xiaosheng was speechless.

"OK."

Lin Luo nodded, reached out to pick up the celadon Pisces bowl, and was about to see its bottom sign. But as soon as his finger touched the edge of the celadon Pisces bowl, Lin Luo's hand suddenly became numb, as if it was powered by an electric current.
Chapter completed!