The middle-aged man called himself Lao Pan, and he was quite talkative. When he led Jiang Muyang forward, he didn't even hear it.
A veteran like him may not have any other skills, but he is very professional at observing people's emotions and understanding people's hearts. He knows very well what to say to whomever he faces.
So in front of Jiang Muyang, Lao Pan spent most of the time praising Mengmeng.
Cute, well-behaved, obedient, beautiful...
I'm a little embarrassed to say it's cute.
Although Jiang Muyang knew that this person had bad intentions, hearing these words really made him feel comfortable.
Lao Pan didn't know at this time that it was precisely because he said a few more kind words to Mengmeng that he had suffered a lot less.
Soon, Lao Pan led Jiang Muyang to his stall.
His stall was very simple. There was something like a picnic mat spread on the floor. It looked like it had been used for a long time and the corners were worn a lot. There were a lot of gray things on the mat, including wine cups and coins.
Porcelain bowls, etc., looked as if they had just been dug out of the soil, and there was a black canvas bag behind them.
Lao Pan kicked the sign that read "The stall owner is out and will be back soon" to the side, picked up a pair of white gloves and put them on, then unzipped the canvas bag and carefully took out a bag tightly wrapped in newspapers.
Something solid.
He removed the newspaper and revealed a porcelain plate with a delicate pattern of Pisces on it.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Lao Pan blew the dust off the plate, held it in both hands and handed it to Jiang Muyang: "Young man, this is the Ru Kiln Pisces Plate."
But Jiang Muyang didn't reach out to take it, he just looked at him with a smile.
Lao Pan said "Oh" in a long voice, "Look at my brain, there is a rule in the antique industry of 'not getting enough'. I should put this thing on the ground, and you can pick it up and look at it yourself."
Speaking of this, he looked at Jiang Muyang and said deliberately: "Young man, I can't tell that you still know a lot of rules despite your age."
After saying that, Lao Pan placed the Ru Kiln Pisces Plate on the mat in front of him.
Jiang Muyang said lightly: "I understand a little, I understand a little."
Then he squatted down, picked up the Pisces plate and looked at it.
In fact, there are many agreed-upon rules in the antique world, one of which is called "the goods should not be handed over". That is to say, if you like something and want to get your hands on it, you cannot take it directly from others. After reading it,
You can't pass things to other people, whether they are stall owners or customers. Because if something falls to the ground while passing it on, it will be difficult to clearly divide the responsibilities, which will be a trouble for both parties.
Antiques are generally delicate and fragile things, so there is a rule of "not getting rid of the goods". This is also the respect that both parties have for each other.
After Jiang Muyang glanced briefly, he shook his head secretly.
Although he doesn't understand treasure appraisal or antiques, he can still tell whether the thing in his hand is from the Song Dynasty.
Everything has "Qi".
This "qi" is a mysterious and mysterious thing. Of course, ordinary people cannot see it, but Jiang Muyang can sense it.
The "qi" of this so-called "Ru Kiln Pisces Plate" does not have the sense of weight and age of a thousand years at all.
Jiang Muyang estimated that it took at least half a year to make this thing.
No more.
To put it bluntly, this is a fake.
However, Jiang Muyang couldn't tell the craftsmanship of this fake. From his layman's perspective, it was indeed quite deceptive. It looked like that.
But what is fake is fake, no matter how real or similar it is, it is still fake.
"Daddy, this plate is so dirty." Mengmeng whispered.
Jiang Muyang chuckled, then put the Pisces plate on the mat and said lightly: "Boss, you are not kind."
Lao Pan looked sideways at Jiang Muyang, lit a cigarette and said, "Young man, what do you mean by this?"
"I'm not interested in fakes." Jiang Muyang made it clear.
Lao Pan frowned slightly, "What a fake, young man, don't talk nonsense. This is an authentic Ru kiln from the Song Dynasty, a serious antique!"
Jiang Muyang shook his head and said, "Then just keep your antique. I'm not interested."
After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Originally, he came here just to try his luck, but now it seems that luck is not here.
"stop!"
At this time, Lao Pan suddenly shouted and said: "Boy, you broke my Ruyao baby. Just slap your butt and leave. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Muyang looked back at Lao Pan.
Old Pan sneered, stood up and said: "This Ru kiln is an ancestral treasure of my old Pan family. For generations, our family has carefully protected it, for fear of being damaged!"
"It's a shame that you touch it directly with your hands! Do you know that this will destroy the oxide layer on the surface of your kiln? As a result, your kiln will soon be weathered and damaged!"
"Hurry up and pay for it! I won't ask you for more than 50,000 yuan. Let's just forget about it."
"What, you think you can't cheat, are you going to correct it?" Jiang Muyang said lightly with a joking smile.
"Hmph! Whether you're cheating or cheating, I don't know what you're talking about. I only know that if you damage other people's things, you have to pay for it!" Lao Pan glared at Jiang Muyang with a fierce look in his eyes and said: "
There is a police station five hundred meters away. If you don’t pay the money, I will take you to see the police immediately! Once you have a criminal record, it will be a stain on your life and even affect future generations. Young people, think about it carefully and don’t commit suicide.
error!"
"Okay, call the police." Jiang Muyang said indifferently: "If you don't report it, how about I help you?"
"you!"
Lao Pan was immediately dumbfounded.
Originally, he thought that Jiang Muyang was young, ignorant, and easy to fool, so he could easily suppress him by calling the police and threatening him with criminal records, but he didn't expect that Jiang Muyang would come directly to do this.
"Boy, you forced me."
Lao Pan's eyes turned cold, he blew out a smoke ring and glanced at the other side.
Soon, two strong men with big shoulders and round waists and fierce looks strode over, one on the left and one on the right, blocking behind Jiang Muyang like two door gods.
"You're trying to rob me, good guy, you just want your sentence to be heavier and heavier." Jiang Muyang glanced at him and said with a smile.
At this time, one of the strong men said: "I have nothing to do with the old man... I have nothing to do with this stall owner. I don't even know him. I just can't stand it. If you destroy other people's things, it's not too much to pay some money, right?"
Jiang Muyang said lightly: "What if I don't?"
The other strong man laughed evilly, cracked his knuckles, made a crisp sound, and said in a deep voice: "Young man! There are some things that you can't just do if you want to do it, or just don't do it if you don't want to do it! Let me advise you,
You'd better pay the money and settle the matter honestly, otherwise it would be bad if there is some conflict and your child is accidentally hurt."
After saying that, he glanced at Mengmeng with ill intentions.
"Huh?"
Mengmeng blinked and glanced at the strong man. There was no fear in her clear eyes, but she was still shining with excitement.
Asked softly in Jiang Muyang's ear:
"Daddy, did we meet a bad guy?"
Jiang Muyang patted Mengmeng on the back and said softly: "Let's see how dad teaches the bad guys."
"Uh-huh!"
Mengmeng nodded her little head.
Eyes shining.
She is not afraid of any bad people now, but actually likes to watch Dad teach bad people a lesson.
Perhaps, there is an element of restlessness hidden in the little girl's blood.
"It seems that you made a wrong decision." Lao Pan shook his head, seeming to be quite regretful.
The two strong men's eyes suddenly turned cold and they were about to take action.