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    Update time: 2012-06-01 "This pair of blue and white vases are from the Kangxi period, not the blue and white ones from the Song Dynasty." While dealing with Zheng Xiaolong, Luo Ping looked at it carefully, guessing that this blue and white vase had most likely been repaired.  Yes, although no traces can be seen on the surface, it is indeed damaged.  "And this one also has hidden wounds that have been repaired by someone." Luo Ping glanced at the little fat man and saw that he was looking at him with admiration, so he said honestly and politely, really considering himself a treasure appraiser.  "I knew my father must have been deceived again. He is a man who cares about food but not fighting. He brought back a bunch of fakes and refused to listen." Hearing Luo Ping's words, the little fat man was beaming with joy.  Luo Ping ignored him, put the two blue and white vases together, compared them carefully, and finally confirmed that they were indeed a pair, but the one on the right had only hidden wounds.  At this time, Zheng Hai came back, followed by an old man in his sixties wearing a pair of reading glasses.  "Mr. Liu, please give me a good look. To be honest, I've been thinking about it since yesterday. I'm still not sure." While talking to the old man behind him, he nodded to Luo Ping and looked at the table again.  Go up and shout loudly: "You brat, you are tampering with my things again. These are treasures, you know, millions of treasures." After saying that, he hurried to the table and carefully protected the pair of blue and white porcelain bottles.  .  "Tch, this is not the Southern Song Dynasty blue and white at all, and you still treat it as a treasure." The little fat man dismissed his father's behavior.  "You know what the heck, get out of here." After yelling at his son, he said to the old man with a smile, "Mr. Liu, these are the blue and white vases, please give me a look." The old man surnamed Liu nodded and left.  He took a closer look and smiled, "Boss Zheng, your son is right, this is not something from the Southern Song Dynasty." Zheng Hai was taken aback, "You knew it just by looking at it, without even getting started?" Liu surnamed  The old man picked up the blue and white vase on the right and said while looking at it: "A few months ago, someone also showed me this pair of bottles. I still remember them. This pair of things is called 'Blue and White Flower and Bird Tall Brush Wash'.  It's something from the Kangxi period. I remember that this one still has hidden wounds, but the people who glued it together were so skillful that ordinary people couldn't even see it." After saying that, he took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at it carefully.  After a while, he raised his head to face Zheng Hai who looked expectant and shook his head, "This is indeed the one I saw." "How much is it worth?" The old man surnamed Liu stretched out two fingers, "Now  The price is at most, but it should go up in a few years. "That's not a loss." Zheng Hai sat slumped in the chair, his forehead covered with sweat.  "Haha, Boss Zheng, antiques are very risky. If you don't understand, just buy less and read more. It is very dangerous to get started in a hurry" Luo Ping had been watching them from the side. When he heard the old man surnamed Liu said to the right  When the porcelain bottle had hidden damage, his suspicion was finally confirmed.  "Teacher Luo just took a casual look and already knew that these pairs of bottles were from the Kangxi period. He also saw that one of them had been mended. Thank you for treating him like a treasure."  got up.  "Get out of here and read a book." Zheng Hai felt angry and yelled at his son.  "Oh?" The old man surnamed Liu looked at Luo Ping and asked with a smile, "Young man, do you understand this too?" "I don't know much, I just learned a little bit from my teacher." "Who is your teacher?" Luo Ping said.  This aroused the curiosity of the old man surnamed Liu. In the Jiangcheng antiques world, almost all well-known collectors knew each other.  "Professor Chen Qingyu from Jiangcheng University." The old man surnamed Liu was shocked when he heard this and secretly thought that he had never heard of Mr. Chen taking a disciple. Where did this young man come from?  However, since he was old and mature, he naturally would not ask the question. Instead, he pulled Luo Ping into a passionate conversation. Before leaving, he handed Luo Ping a business card and warmly invited him to go to his store when he was free.  Have fun.  ¡­ In the evening, after washing, Luo Ping carried a can of cold beer and moved a deck chair to lie in the yard to enjoy the cool air.  Long Xin moved a small stool and sat next to him, the scent of jasmine blooming from her wet hair.  "Long Xin, have you seen those stars in the sky? In fact, what we see is just the afterimage of history. Maybe many of them no longer exist, but we can still see them." A gust of night wind blew by, cool and cool.  Comfortable, Long Xin looked up at the stars dotting the night sky, somewhat confused by his words.     "Maybe,One day humans can really create a time machine that can send people back decades, even hundreds, thousands of years ago to see what happened in those days" "Long Xin, you  Do you also look at the stars when you are on the mountain?  "Luo Ping asked suddenly. "Look, sometimes Master will watch with me, and she also likes to say things that I don't understand, just like you.  " "I miss you, Master.  "The little Taoist nun nodded, "Yeah.  "Luo Ping was silent, Long Xin blinked, looking at Luo Ping's angular face in the night, thinking of the stories Xu Ting told in the afternoon. "Brother Luo, I heard Sister Xu Ting say that you are very small.  We went to the orphanage when we were young. Do you miss your parents?  " "No, I have been in the orphanage as long as I can remember, and I don't even remember what happened before.  "It's so pitiful. At least I still have my master and uncle. You and sister Xu Ting are all alone."  " "We are not alone, we have many younger brothers and sisters, they are all lovely, and there is also a very kind old dean who treats us very well.  I will take you to the orphanage some other time and you will know. The old director will definitely like you very much.  "Luo Ping smiled and looked back at her, then turned to look at the stars in the sky. In the dark night sky, a shooting star happened to cross the sky. Luo Ping closed his eyes and made a wish that he had made for fifteen consecutive years.  A gust of wind blew the ends of Long Xin's hair away. Long Xin narrowed his eyes and did not notice a drop of crystal tears falling from the corner of Luo Ping's eyes. In the middle of the night, Luo Ping returned to his room and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed.  Under the pile of clothes, he carefully took out a sealed bag. Inside the bag was a piece of black leather, with a strange pattern painted on one side. Luo Ping looked at the piece of black leather with a heavy heart.  The only thing given to him. The director of the orphanage, Cao, said that when he picked up the unconscious Luo Ping on the roadside, he hid this piece of skin close to his chest, and Luo Ping looked at it repeatedly.  , rubbing this scrap of skin, but unfortunately the pattern on it was so mysterious that he couldn't tell what the painting was. However, when he touched this scrap of skin, he seemed to touch his parents' hands, and tears would always flow down   It was for this scrap of skin that Luo Ping, after learning that Mr. Chen was a collector of calligraphy and painting, worked hard and planned several "chance encounters". Finally, he became familiar with him, and then he cautiously took it out.  I hope Mr. Chen can help him solve the puzzle. Unfortunately, Mr. Chen doesn¡¯t know what the material of this scrap of skin is, let alone what patterns are painted on it. Instead, he takes a fancy to Luo Ping¡¯s potential.  After a few months of getting along, Luo Ping had the intention of accepting him as his disciple. As usual, Luo Ping opened the bag and took out the scraps of skin. Suddenly, a strong cold air poured into his right hand.  I was stunned! There was no sound in my mind! But I could clearly feel the wealth pouring into my hand! "What's going on?  Could this scrap of skin be a treasure?  " Luo Ping hurriedly unfolded the paper-thin black scraps of skin, and saw that the pattern on it was still the same, and nothing had changed. The entire scraps of skin were about the size of half a palm, triangular in shape, with the slanted side  There were obvious signs of tearing, and it should have been torn from a large piece of skin. This piece was just a corner. Looking over the pieces of skin repeatedly, Luo Ping thought to himself that since he had wealth, it must be a treasure, but why didn't Pixiu tell him?  Could it be that even Pixiu couldn't identify its age and grade? He was puzzled and studied the strange patterns. However, these strange patterns were like huge question marks, no matter how much he studied, he still couldn't see them.  But even so, Luo Ping was still full of surprises. For him, this was a huge breakthrough. Although he still couldn't understand the pattern on it, it was like a glimmer of light before dawn.  I saw hope ¡°The hope of finding my parents!  " Luo Ping murmured to himself.
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