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    Update time: 2012-05-30 "I didn't expect you to be really knowledgeable, little brother, so I'll open your eyes today." Then, the blind man took out another piece of broken porcelain in his dirty snakeskin bag.  .  Luo Ping was filled with anger after being dragged into the alley by him. He was about to have an attack, but he was stunned when he saw this piece of porcelain.  The porcelain piece is not big, only three fingers wide. Unlike the broken bowl just now, which can be easily seen as a modern fake, the tread of this white porcelain piece is slightly yellowed. Although the blue and white pattern on it is small, it is vaguely visible.  We can see the extraordinary talent of the painter. The whole porcelain piece looks like it has experienced many vicissitudes of life and is very old.  With Luo Ping's eyesight, it is natural that he cannot tell whether this piece of porcelain is an ancient porcelain piece. If he wants to judge the authenticity, he has to rely on the Pixiu pattern on his hand.  He reached out to take it, but the blind man's hand holding the porcelain piece retracted and he looked at Luo Ping solemnly.  "This is the real Yuan Qinghua. Just take a look and don't throw it at me again!" "Don't worry, I'll know if it's real or fake as soon as I get my hands on it. I won't let you throw it away." Luo Ping saw this picture of him.  It looks like this, and I have already concluded in my heart that this piece of porcelain must be a fake, and I think you still want to play hard-to-get with me. I got tired of it a few years ago.  Seeing that Luo Ping was sure, the blind man hesitated for a while and then slowly placed the broken porcelain piece in Luo Ping's hand.  The moment he took the porcelain piece into his hands, the palm of his right hand covered by it suddenly burst into a ball of scorching heat. Luo Ping felt as if he was holding a red-hot iron piece. His hand shook and he almost threw the porcelain piece away.  Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful cold air suddenly seeped into the palm of Luo Ping's right hand from the broken porcelain pieces, sweeping away the scorching heat just now.  "Seven hundred and ten years, forty-seventh, etc." Luo Ping was extremely excited as he listened to the voice in his mind.  The Yuan Dynasty was short, only 97 years from 1271 to 1368 AD. But from the words that come to mind, if the history of this piece of porcelain is 710 years old, it happens to be the early Yuan Dynasty.  "This inconspicuous piece of broken porcelain is really Yuan blue and white!" Mr. Chen once said that Yuan blue and white flowers are very rare in the world, and many of them that have been passed down to this day are fragments, but even so, it can be seen from these fragments  The craftsmanship at that time was exquisite, and the blue and white patterns were exquisite; because in the Yuan Dynasty, many literati were forced to live in Jingdezhen to paint porcelain vases. Therefore, the blue and white paintings of the Yuan Dynasty are very different from the works of craftsmen in other dynasties.  Luo Ping was looking at the genuine Yuan blue and white fragment in his palm with surprise. Suddenly, there was a strange throbbing in the palm of his right hand. Then, a long list of information appeared in his mind After carefully reading the information, Luo Ping finally confirmed it.  The pattern on my palm is indeed Pixiu.  And, this is still a growing Pixiu.  It feeds on wealth and continues to grow until the horns on its head reach the sixth level, which is its final form.  To Luo Ping's surprise, the message sent to his mind told him that every time Pixiu grows up, it will give the host a special ability.  Just now, the Pixiu in my hand absorbed a lot of wealth from this Yuan blue and white porcelain piece, and has officially entered the growth period.  Luo Ping quietly moved away the broken porcelain pieces and glanced at the Pixiu pattern that was slowly dissipating in his palm. As expected, a small sharp corner appeared on the top of its head.  "Repair".  This is the special ability that Pixiu¡¯s first layer of sharp corners brings to Luo Ping.  In addition, Pixiu can automatically identify the age and value of treasures by swallowing wealth, and Luo Ping gained two special abilities at once.  In this age of collecting, these two abilities undoubtedly represent mountains of gold and silver rushing towards him. Luo Ping took a breath of cold air, and his blood was about to boil.  Suddenly, he felt that he seemed to have missed something. By the way, what is the method of repairing antiques?  After carefully recalling the information just now, Luo Ping discovered depressingly that this Pixiu was definitely the most greedy creature in the world, and the wealth absorbed by it could only go in but not out.  And if you want to repair an antique, you must find another item of equal or higher value and transfer your wealth to the damaged antique.  Luo Ping remained calm, pretending to appreciate the fragment carefully, but in fact he was absorbing the wealth inside.  Unfortunately, this fragment of Yuan blue and white had been damaged for a long time, and because of its small area, it contained not much wealth, so he quickly absorbed all of it.  "So, this piece of porcelain is genuine, right?" The blind man saw Luo Ping looking fascinated, with a proud look on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Ping's right hand without blinking.  Until he could no longer feel the cold air in his right hand, Luo Ping threw the fragment back."Let's not talk about whether it's true or false. It's just a little bit. Even if you throw it on the street, no one will take a look." "You!" The blind man was furious, "Forget it, I thought you knew the goods, but I didn't expect you to open your eyes.  Blind man, pretend I didn't say anything." The blind man put on the snakeskin bag and turned to leave. Luo Ping called him, "Hey, if you have anything else, show it to me." Luo Ping looked at him.  The snakeskin bag is bulging, and there is probably a lot of stuff in it. Wouldn't it be better if it could absorb some more wealth?  Unexpectedly, the blind man didn't even look back, "I won't show you anything, and you, a poor student, can't afford it, so why are you looking at it?" Luo Ping was choked to death by him, and was too lazy to call him again, so he went back to school directly.  Behind him, the blind man stopped and turned to look at Luo Ping's back. The previous wretchedness on his face was gone, solemn and solemn, and he whispered in his mouth: "I didn't expect that the legend turned out to be true!"  Back to the small building  Finally, while the TV was still on in the living room, Luo Ping called out twice, and Long Xin responded in the bathroom on the first floor, saying that he was doing laundry.  Luo Ping put the things he bought on the coffee table, and then got into his room.  He spread the "Spring Rain Picture" on the table and covered the big hole with his right hand. There was no sensation in his hand, but the voice from before still appeared in his mind. It seemed that the wealth in this picture had been absorbed by his hand.  The Pixiu on top was completely absorbed.  Luo Ping took his hand away and looked at the shocking large hole, feeling worried.  "I don't know how sad Mr. Chen would be if he found out that his favorite "Spring Rain" had become like this.  I now have the ability to restore this painting, but if I want to restore "Spring Rain", I must find antique fragments that are at least as valuable as it. Where can I find them?  After a while, Luo Ping rolled up the painting and put it away. He went downstairs and found that Long Xin was still washing clothes.  The floor in the bathroom was wet. Long Xin was wearing the plastic slippers that Luo Ping had found for her yesterday. She was squatting on the floor and scrubbing her feet. Maybe she was afraid that her robe would get wet from the water on the ground and be lifted up to her waist.  .  Looking from Luo Ping's perspective, little Taoist Aunt Yue's white underwear was tightly wrapped, revealing a perfect arc.  Luo Ping's throat tightened, and he muttered in his heart "See no evil, see no evil". He quickly turned his head, walked to the living room and watched TV, but he was still thinking about the scene he just saw, and then he couldn't help but think of Xu Ting.  That goblin.
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