Ye Qiu was really confused by the person dressed by this farmer at the beginning, but when he came out, a flash of lightning flashed through Ye Qiu's mind... He met a person who was hit by the car!

Damn it! It turns out that he is still an old actor!

If Ye Qiu hadn't glanced at the porcelain pieces on the ground and felt the slightly changed breath and blood flow rate of the farmers, he would have been almost cheated!

"This, this... it's not me. I didn't bump into him. I didn't bump into him just now..."

Han Yuzhu was stunned. She had never encountered such a thing before.

Ye Qiu gave Han Yuzhu a look of peace of mind and said in a voice: "Stop talking, I'll deal with it. This is a mess. Let me see how I deal with him. Damn it! Touching me on my head!"

When Han Yuzhu heard Ye Qiu's comfort, she realized what was going on. She was actually a mess. What she saw on the Internet happened to her today.

What followed was anger. This man looked honest and honest. How could he do this?

But when Ye Qiu said that he would not let him speak, he immediately held the words he wanted to question.

"It's you! It's you! Woo... My porcelain... This is my son's life-saving money... I came from Cangzhou all the way to sell it for a good price so that I could raise the medical expenses for my poor leukemia child... My son, God wants to accept you!"

The middle-aged man cried so much that the listener was sad and the person who saw him was crying. The people around him also heard the sound and surrounded him and pointed at him.

"This person is also unlucky. If the porcelain falls, it will be worthless."

"The money to raise medical expenses for my son is money for life!"

"Young people are just frizzy. They don't know how to hide away when they see them holding porcelain."

"Isn't it a fool?"

"Okay! Look, how to deal with it?"

The middle-aged farmer seemed to have a sudden come back to his senses and roared: "You guys will compensate me! I will compensate my porcelain! I will compensate my son's life!"

The middle-aged man's excited attitude suddenly scared the people around him, but at the same time, those who were somewhat suspicious of this also gave up their thoughts.

"I think it's probably true, not a mess, it's too real."

"I think so, it doesn't seem to be pretending."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Oh? Let me pay? How much is your porcelain worth?"

The middle-aged farmer was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Ye Qiu to be so happy, but then he said confidently: "I have found the shopkeeper of Delongxuan to be identified. He said that this matter is worth at least 1.8 million yuan in the Qing Dynasty!"

"How many?"

"One and one hundred and eight hundred thousand!"

"I'll go, these two young people are in trouble!"

"Porcelain worth 1.8 million is a big object!"

...

Ye Qiu's eyes turned cold. He had heard of the slap in the car before and had never seen them, but today he had experienced the darkness of these people and said angrily: "Does the lion speak loudly? Don't see if you can eat it! You can buy ten thousand pieces of porcelain bottle for one million and eight hundred million!"

The middle-aged farmer's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself that the young man could see it? But then he looked at Ye Qiu's age and stopped this idea.

"What ten thousand... what the old shopkeeper said is that the bottle here is 1.8 million, 1.8 million, 1.8 million... It's a red kiln... What color... I don't care, it's 1.8 million! Woo... This is my son's life!"

The middle-aged farmer looked sad and angry, but he seemed to be clumsy and wanted to argue, but he seemed to have no knowledge of antiques and couldn't tell it. Finally, he burst into tears again.

"What are these? The kilns are all out? I guess it's a kiln. The appraiser told him that he didn't remember it."

"Or else go find someone who understands it. If it is really a good porcelain, not to mention that more than one million is nearly two million, it is not impossible to even ten million. The value of porcelain is not something that ordinary people can see."

"Don't cry anymore, so many people are watching. If the porcelain is real, these two people can't escape!"

"Yes, so many people are watching, I will definitely give you justice!"

"Or why don't you go and find Delongxuan's old shopkeeper? Didn't he give the appraisal?"

People around us were talking about it, and people in the antique market loved to watch the excitement. To be honest, it was not uncommon to touch the cart in Liulichang, but I had never seen one million or eight hundred million when I touched it.

Moreover, the person involved looked like an honest farmer, so the audience around him had some preconceived thoughts and felt sorry for the middle-aged man.

However, when the middle-aged farmer heard this proposal, his face changed slightly and he hurriedly said, "The old shopkeeper of Delongxuan felt sorry for me and asked me for identification. This point is probably already home. Don't you understand porcelain?"

"I'll show it. If you want to talk about Qing Dynasty porcelain, I'd better understand a little bit."

A middle-aged man wearing Tang suit and large-framed glasses is about 50 years old and is about sixty years old. He has an old thread-bound book in his crouching nest. He has a hunched back and a thick lens as thick as a bottle, and looks like an old pedan.

"Yeah, anyone who knows what you know?"

"Look at it, I looked at the fragments so much like underglaze red."

"Don't be scared and interrupted, see what they say!"

The middle-aged farmer was overjoyed when he saw someone standing up. He turned up and limped to the old scholar. He knelt down and cried with joy: "Thank you, thank you, let's see, my son's life is handed over to you. Is this worth 1.8 million?"

Seeing the middle-aged farmer kneeling down, the old peddler panicked and said quickly: "Get up quickly, get up quickly, you don't have to do this. It's just a slight effort. There are broken porcelain pieces on the ground, which are cut. This is inhumane. There must be justice. My hometown is also from the countryside. I know that farming is not easy. If your porcelain is real, we will not stare at here!"

"good!"

"Well said!"

"This old man is obviously a polite person!"

"Yes! If this is true, we won't stand by..."

"After all, this is someone's life-saving money!"

"It seems that these two young people are going to be unlucky!"

...

Seeing these, Ye Qiu did not immediately have an attack. Instead, he pulled the nervous Han Yuzhu and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although this guy said justice, he had not yet looked at the porcelain. The meaning of the open and secret was to this middle-aged farmer, which was worthy of fun.

【Fifth update】
Chapter completed!