Volume 1 Chapter 110 Move a little and try

  Su Mengxue was somewhat at a loss, from childhood to adulthood, she had never encountered such a thing. And Hong Qin's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, the Guiyue Sect was not a simple sect, walking in the dark side of society was much more than walking on the bright side.

  Facing the overbearing rogue, Hong Qin has already ignited her true fire, picked up her phone, planning to make a call to make him disappear from this world. The dark side of society always likes simple and rough solutions without technological content.

  Just as Hong Quan was about to dial, the crowd was pushed open and Xuan Qi walked out from outside the crowd, looking around at everyone and asking, "What's going on?"

  Dazed and helpless, Su Mengxue didn't see Xuan Qi later, but seemed to have seen a lifesaver, her mouth was pursed, and her eyes were full of crystal. Whether or not the money was what Su Mengxue didn't care about, what she cared about was that she had suffered unprecedented grievances, even humiliation.

  Hong Qin said to Xuan Qi, "Ming Xue wanted to buy a vase and had her eyes on a Shang Zhou three-color glaze vase, but it slipped out of her hands and shattered..."

  Hong Quan hadn't finished speaking when Xuan Qi interrupted: "What is a Shang and Zhou three-color glaze bottle? The Tang Dynasty had three colors, the most famous as burial objects are called Tang Sancai. The Shang and Zhou Dynasties passed down no three-colored porcelain, mostly bronze heavy vessels or pottery, even if there were porcelain it was celadon, how could there be a Shang and Zhou three-color glaze bottle?"

  As the Shang and Zhou dynasties progressed, with the gradual improvement of ceramic tools, the continuous improvement of craftsmanship, and a deeper understanding of ceramic materials, people gradually fired some rough but imperfect ceramics that met the initial standards of porcelain. This is primitive celadon. The quantity of this type of porcelain is not large, if there really are three-color glazed bottles, their price would be difficult to estimate, whether it's for scientific value or cultural value, they should be considered national treasures and appear in the Palace Museum rather than on a small street vendor's stall with triangular eyes.

  The staff of Panjiayuan are uneven in quality, often making jokes like this or that. Most of them are scammers who have turned to become big liars, they dare to say anything and are not afraid of anything. It is precisely because they have not received systematic cultural education that they can only combine from the antiques they understand, sometimes even making classic jokes made in the Kangxi period of the Ming Dynasty.

  When Xuan Qi said this, Su Mengxue was shocked. Although she had little social experience, she wasn't stupid. This matter seemed suspicious everywhere, and there must be something wrong with it. Hong Qin's eyes flashed coldly, and the situation basically became clear. She took a step back: "The Sancai vase of the Shang Dynasty is just lying on the ground?"

  Xuan Qi picked up a piece of porcelain from the ground, and without using his spiritual energy, he could tell that something was off about this vase. The porcelain was too new and didn't have the weight of history, but instead seemed like it had just been fired. Looking at the two exaggerated goose necks, the bright red mouth, and the azure blue body, such a combination was laughable, and Lei's embarrassment knew no bounds!

  Looking at the development history of Chinese ceramics, the Shang and Zhou dynasties are an important turning point, marking the gradual transition from pottery to porcelain, as well as the emergence and development of primitive celadon. At that time, it was impossible to produce three-color glazed porcelain.

  At that time, some ceramics used kaolin as the raw material for the body, which on the one hand increased the firing temperature, making the embryo dense and impermeable to water; On the other hand, it also made the color of the embryo change from deep to light, increasing its whiteness. A layer of high-temperature glaze made from a mixture of plant ash and ceramic stone was applied to the surface of the vessel, and after firing at a temperature above 1200°C, the glaze combined with the body, making the vessel meet the conditions for porcelain.

  However, at that time, the production process was low, and there was still a certain amount of iron content in the embryo. At a slightly lower temperature, it was fired to a darker color and had poor transparency. Due to the instability of the process, the iron content and firing atmosphere could not be controlled freely, so the glaze color was also difficult to grasp, giving it a certain primitive quality. By the time of the Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Western Han dynasty, the original celadon glaze was made from a mixture of lime and clay, fired in an oxidizing atmosphere, and due to the presence of iron elements, it showed colors such as cyan, yellow-green, gray-green, and brown-green.

  Of course, the most critical thing is that the bottles fired before and after the Shang Dynasty did not have a goose neck, that is, the handles on both sides of the bottle, like the neck of a swan. Moreover, at that time, the surface of the utensils often had rice grain patterns, square grid patterns, hemp cloth patterns, circular patterns, curved patterns, leaf vein patterns, bamboo patterns, wave patterns, cloud and thunder patterns, etc. The main types of instruments are: Zun, Dou, Yu, Guan, Gai Guan, Ti Liang Hu, Ding, Weng, Bian, Ying, Bei, Fu, etc. The most critical thing is that the majority of Shang Dynasty instruments were imitations of bronze instruments at that time.

  This thing that doesn't resemble anything, cobbled together from seven to eight pieces, is actually a fake of which bronze vessel!! Xuan Qi already understood what was going on and turned around to ask Su Mingxue: "Was the vase broken because you picked it up and dropped it, or did he give it to you and you couldn't hold onto it so it broke?"

  "It was him who handed it to me, and then I dropped it and it shattered!" The clever little woman had already seen through the scam and was even more convinced that she had encountered a collision.

  Xuan Qi furrowed his brow, staring at the triangular eyes opposite him: "Friend, you're not doing this according to the rules! Everyone's out making a living, it's not easy, I won't let you go to waste, 400 bucks for that bottle of yours from last week!"

  "It's obviously a fake, how can it be an antique from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?" Hong Quan was unhappy and corrected Xuan Qi's mistake.

  "That was last week, wasn't it!" Xuan Qi was shocked, and then suddenly realized: "Last week means the week before. It's not Shang Zhou who is being talked about!"

  When Xuan Qi said this, even Su Mengxue, who was as gentle as a pear blossom in the rain, couldn't help but burst out laughing. Last week was just last week, which is far from the era of Shang Zhou.

  The people around who were watching the commotion also burst out laughing when they heard Xuan Qi say that, and it turned out that "last week" actually meant last week! This young man's mouth is really vicious for his age.

  The triangular eyes gazed at the two women opposite, as well as Xuan Qi who had just arrived, wearing equally valuable clothes, and being equally young and excessive, just like high school graduates. If such fat sheep are not slaughtered mercilessly, it will provoke public outrage!

  The triangular eyes rolled and then said loudly: "What makes you think I'll sell my 800,000 yuan worth of goods to you for 400? Even if I take half the responsibility, you should give me 400,000. Even if I pity this little girl and let you have another half off, you should still give me 200,000!" Facing Thunder's imposing manner, Triangular Eyes involuntarily started lowering the price, directly cutting it in half, but he didn't dare to provoke Thunder for some reason.

  "Can't it be less than 200,000?" Xuan Qi looked at San Jiao Yan and nodded, only to discover that the other party was excessively greedy and was not a person who would shed tears until they saw a coffin. What to do? Using his mysterious skills to punish him would not only expose himself but also wouldn't make the other party convinced. Mobilizing dark forces or using official power to oppress him? This was somewhat too despicable, people in the jianghu (martial arts world) valued their reputation, and using official power would be a breach of rules. If he used even greater dark forces to oppress him, that would be bullying with force.

  Xuan Qi slightly furrowed his eyebrows, slowly crouched down on the ground, and his fingers unconsciously assembled what was known as a Shang Zhou three-color vase. Meanwhile, his head seemed to be playing a movie as it quickly started spinning. This vase Xuan Qi always felt familiar with, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

  He saw Xuan Qi squatting down to pick up the vase, thinking that he was yielding. He immediately shouted and said: "If you can put this vase back together perfectly without any cracks or damage, then we'll consider the matter settled!" After gaining the upper hand, he began to bully and intimidate others. No wonder at his age, he could only make a living by swindling in the antique market. Doesn't he know the saying "Don't deceive an old man with white hair, don't laugh at a poor young man"?

  Xuān Qí, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly saw a glimmer in his eyes and thought of where he had seen such a bottle before. At the same time, he had an idea in mind. He stood up and looked at Sān Jiǎo Yǎn, saying: "The crime is clear, it's our fault that we broke it, so we should compensate according to the price. Eighty million is eighty million, we'll prepare the money for you."

  Xuan Qi's words made everyone's eyes flash with doubt. Such a big child, was the pressure too great and he took the wrong medicine? The other party only wanted 2 million, why did he want to compensate 8 million. For a moment, they all looked at Xuan Qi with a look of stunned foolishness.

  His triangular eyes sparkled with wild joy, since he dared to give it, he himself dared to accept it. Let alone eight hundred thousand, even if it's eighty million, as long as he brings it out, this money will be his own!

  Su Mengxue didn't understand, Hong Qin was confused, and none of them were clear about what Xuan Qi's plan was. The three of them put their heads together, whispered to each other, and Hong Qin smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth. She couldn't believe that usually dull Xuan Qi would have such a bad idea, it was really despicable. Su Mengxue's eyes were already smiling like crescent moons, soon this triangular eye would understand what it means to lift a stone and hit one's own foot.

  Hong Qin picked up the phone, gave a soft command inside, and then said loudly: "Twenty minutes later, bring the money to the ceramics market in Panjiayuan. I'll be waiting here."

  The people around automatically entered spectator mode, and some of them with quality even spontaneously made way for a path to facilitate the delivery of money.

  San Jiao Yan sat on a small stool, swinging his legs, humming softly: "I'm sitting in front of the city gate..." with an air of stability like a fishing platform.

  Twenty minutes is neither long nor short. Twelve sturdy young men, each pulling a luggage cart, walked from outside Panjiayuan and into the crowd, directly to Hong Chen's back. These were all employees of Red Mill, who only realized after Hong Chen's outburst at Red Mill yesterday that the new manager was not someone to be trifled with.

  Seeing a dozen or so sturdy young men suddenly appear in front of him, San Jiao Yan was frightened and directly jumped up from the stool, shouting hysterically: "What? Do you still want to fight?! I'll tell you, this is now a society ruled by law!!"

  Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with disdain: "I know we're in a society ruled by law now, I didn't come here to give you money!" A suitcase was opened, revealing stacks of 100,000 yuan bills, eight bundles placed in front of San Jiao Yan's stall. Several burly young men formed a circle, pushing back onlookers who were trying to get a glimpse.

  Triangle Eye's eyes shone with greedy light, gazing at the red bills, thinking that these would soon be his own. From a penniless bottom dweller who could only survive by swindling, he had climbed to the upper echelons of society in an instant! Eight hundred thousand! He could buy a house and marry two more women, one as a wife and another also as a wife. Just as Triangle Eye was lost in his fantasy, he suddenly heard a thunderous voice at his ear: "Don't move!"

  San Jiao Yan suddenly woke up, looked around blankly, and only then discovered that the eyes of the people around him were no longer filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, but instead were filled with a strong sense of schadenfreude.

  How did this happen? When the triangular eyes were surprised, they suddenly found that around their body, there were seven or eight so-called Shang Zhou three-color bottles piled up. Several bottles of three-color bottles were stacked on top of each other and almost touched their own body. If you touch it again, it will fall!

  Why not retreat a bit? Just as Triangle Eye was about to retreat, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of something - there were also bottles behind him. Bottles of the same style had surrounded him, and they seemed to be from the same batch as the one he bought.

  Xuan Qi put the bundles of banknotes back into the leather suitcase, then looked at San Jiao Yan and said: "A set of three-colored porcelain vases from the Shang Dynasty is worth 8 million. You have twenty such vases with you, which adds up to 160 million. Try moving them a bit! What if they break, can you afford to compensate?" Su Mian Xue nodded happily, her eyes shining with joy.

  Hong Qian was still there, stirring up trouble: "A Wu, go to the goldfish market and buy twenty bottles like this, surround him with them!" Then he shouted at other employees: "Keep an eye on him, if one is knocked over, we'll be even; if two are knocked over, we owe 800,000! If there's no money to compensate, cut out his kidney! If all are knocked over, sell all the organs that can be sold. And then extract blood every day and continue selling!"

  The situation took a drastic turn, and Triangle Eyes found himself in a precarious position! This matter is probably not going to end well. Just a moment ago, it was still a weak and timid house cat, but in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a fierce tiger. With one kick on the steel plate, things have become difficult!

  Endless regret cannot change the current awkwardness. His body began to ache, and then swayed, in the desperate eyes of the triangle, he knocked over a stack of four bottles, which shattered on the ground. The continuous crisp sound struck the triangle's sanity, and he loudly wailed: "These are last week's bottles, also bought from the goldfish market, only eighty each, I admit to being careless, please spare me!"

  A farce, thus dispersed in wailing, with its own way to govern its own body, the heavens can be forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot be tolerated. Xuan Qi didn't let him off easily, instead making San Jiao Yan pay 3,000 yuan for his misdeeds. Evil people must be ground down by other evil people; after a few rounds of discipline, the world will have less darkness and more light.