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Jiang Bo followed her into the main room, and the old lady took out a pile of bowls from the cupboard.

Judging from the situation, they have taken out all the bowls in their house.

but.

They are all very ordinary celadon bowls, dating from the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China, and the workmanship and painting are very crude.

"Ma'am, I don't really like the style of these bowls."

"You should keep it for yourself."

The old lady's face was filled with frustration.

"but."

Jiang Bo pointed to an inconspicuous plate on the table and said:

"If you want to sell this, I want it."

"this?"

The old lady couldn't believe it.

There is not even a pattern on it, it is just white with a black edge.

From her aesthetic point of view, it's really ugly.

Moreover, although it can be called a plate, it is smaller than an ordinary plate and has a rather high foot ring underneath.

It's not very useful to use it to hold food.

So the old lady used it to store some roasted melon seeds, peanuts and so on.

"Okay! Give me a dollar if you want."

"Your piece has no pattern, so I can only give you fifty cents at most."

The old lady didn't understand, but Jiang Bo saw it at a glance.

This is a white-glazed cup holder from the Ding kiln of the Song Dynasty.

It’s more valuable than the Doucai bowl that the girl just had!

It’s a pity that there is no matching teacup, otherwise it would be more valuable.

Jiang Bo didn't feel bad about the few cents, but he just didn't want to look like an antique collector.

The old lady was pleasantly surprised.

"Five cents is five cents."

She scraped all the melon seeds out onto the table and almost stuffed the tray into Jiang Bo's hand, as if she was afraid that Jiang Bo would go back on his word.

Jiang Bo took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to her, then asked her:

"Do you know how to get to the village office?"

The old lady took Jiang Bo out and pointed to him:

"Go over there, go to the end and turn right..."

Jiang Bo carefully wrapped the two pieces of porcelain he had collected in a cloth bag, got on his bike and was about to leave.

Someone shouted from behind:

"Don't go, wait a moment."

Looking back, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties running towards him, followed by two children.

It’s the girl who sold him the Doucai bowl just now!

"It's bad. The adults in this family found out that their children sold the bowls and they hurried back."

"Maybe I want to go back."

Jiang Bo was very calm.

Although people generally do not regret accepting something.

But it's also a mutual consent.

What's more, it was sold by two children. If the adults at home don't agree and want to take it back, Jiang Bo thinks it's a big deal.

There are plenty of good things anyway.

The man ran very fast and gasped heavily when he reached him.

"You're the one who bought our bowls?"

"Yes." Jiang Bo nodded calmly, pointed at the girl and said, "It was your daughter who sold me."

"If you don't want to..."

The man quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, wait a moment."

Having said that, he quickly ran into the house.

After a while he ran out with a pile of bowls.

"You want bowls, right? I'll give you all of these. Just pay for them at this price."

Jiang Bo was happy.

It turns out that he didn't want to go back, but was planning to do wholesale.

only……

The other bowls in his house are the same as those in the old lady's house and have no collection value.

Jiang Bo shook his head and said:

“I’m not very interested in any of this.”

The man's disappointment was visibly evident.

"This, this is it."

The commotion here quickly attracted nearby farmers.

The area suddenly became lively.

Jiang Bo, a man from another village, was already attracting attention, and now he had caused such a big commotion.

The director of public security in Qinjiagou heard about it.

Come over quickly and see what's going on.

Jiang Bo explained his identity, took out his work ID, handed it to the director of public security, and said:

"I wanted to come to the commune to see if I could buy some pork or something."

"As for these dishes and so on, it's purely my personal hobby."

“I usually like to collect these things.”

The security director looked at Jiang Bo’s work ID.

A buyer, and a buyer at Xicheng Police Station.

I felt relieved immediately.

originally.

Usually, some people from state-owned factories and restaurants come to the village to collect things.

It's not uncommon.

But in addition to being a buyer, Jiang Bo also has another identity, that is, a policeman.

After learning his identity, the villagers looked at him differently.

There is more admiration and trust.

in the crowd.

A brave girl said to Jiang Bo:

"Are you a police officer?"

"Then why aren't you wearing a wide-brimmed hat?"

"I went to my cousin's house in the city and saw that the police on the street were all wearing wide-brimmed hats."

The girl looked young, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

She has two small braids, round eyes and a pretty face.

It looks a bit familiar.

An old lady next to her quickly pulled her aside and said:

"Jingru, come here quickly and stop talking nonsense."

As he said this, he smiled apologetically at Jiang Bo.

"She is young and talking nonsense, please don't mind it."

Jingru?

Jiang Bo was stunned.

He just said why she looked so familiar.

"Qin Jingru?"

"Hey, how do you know my name?"

Qin Jingru asked, blinking her big eyes.

"Do you have a sister named Qin Huairu?"

When he said this, the old lady next to him was also surprised:

"Do you know our Huairu?"

Jiang Bo nodded: "Qin Huairu and her family live in the same yard as me."

Qin Jingru blinked her big eyes:

"Really!"

"Hey, then why haven't I heard my sister talk about you?"

Jiang Bo smiled and said, "There are so many households living in our yard. Did your sister tell you about each one?"

Qin Jingru pouted her lips.

She was mainly dissatisfied with Qin Huairu. She didn't let her meet such a handsome guy, but instead took her to meet some guy like Sha Zhu.

"As to why I'm not wearing a uniform."

Jiang Bo continued:

“What you see in the city are patrol officers or police officers carrying out their duties.”

"I am a purchaser for the police station. I came to your village to make purchases."

"I was wearing a uniform, and you thought I was here to catch bad guys."

"My work permit can prove my identity."

Jiang Bo tried his best to explain it to her in simple terms.

Although Qin Jingru is young, she probably would have the same question if she said that.

Just didn't say it out loud.

Jiang Bo felt that it was necessary to take this opportunity to explain.

Qin Jingru nodded: "So that's how it is."

After saying that, she hid behind her grandmother, blinking her big eyes and looking at him secretly.

"It turns out that there are such handsome guys in this city."

"The guy I met at my sister's house last time was called Shazhu. My sister praised him to the sky."

"They also say that he is good at work and has good character."

"Compared to him, there is a huge gap between us."

Before this, Qin Jingru had visited Jia's house and watched a movie at the steel mill.

Met Xu Damao and Sha Zhu.

This trip left her with a rather disappointing impression of the city boys.

Although her sister married and moved to the city and her husband worked in a factory, this was still the impression in her young mind.

The few city people she had come into contact with were not very good.

That Xu Damao, with his slick words, always looked at himself and Qin Huairu with lustful eyes.

Her cousin's husband, Jia Dongxu, is a taciturn person and looks gloomy.

As for Sha Zhu, who was praised to the sky by her sister, he behaved rudely.

Besides, he is really ugly.

Not even as good as the young men in the village.

But when she met Jiang Bo today, she discovered it.

There are obviously young men with such good conditions in this city.

Let’s not talk about work and conversation for now.

The most intuitive.

Look handsome!

Just this face is so handsome that it confuses people.

Qin Jingru is still obsessed with her love.

On the other side, the security director was chatting with Jiang Bo.

"Pork, I'm afraid it's tough."