Obviously nostalgic for the one in the army.

"It's so ugly, it's better to be called the Mo family." Mo Qingyun attached great importance to the surname given to her by her brother.

"The Mo family is ugly, so many people use it, it's not vulgar." Luo Jiasheng was clearly contradicting Mo Qingyun.

"It's better to use Wolf Fang."

……

"View ink." View the subtleties of the world, and write the legend of jade.Replacing ink with eyes, see the treasure of time, substitute pen with heart, and inscribe the treasure of journey.It is thought, Guan Mo.

"I agree." For Mo Fan's name, Mo Yi rarely voted for it.

"I agree too. My brother is the most powerful, it depends on what kind of crappy names you all choose." Mo Qingyun supported Mo Fan unconditionally.

He Guanyan also nodded his head in a rare way, "Look, their generations are of this generation.

Since there are already three people with the same name, the others cannot make sense.Luo Jiasheng looked at Mo Fan who proposed the name, his eyes were full of mortal sorrow.

"Mo Fan, do you have any raw materials? Let's go to analyze the stone first? With the luck of the soldier brother, maybe we can directly extract a piece of top-quality jade." Luo Jiasheng is obviously a man of action.

He Guanyan frowned when he heard Luo Jiasheng's words: "The meal must be eaten every day. If one day's meal is not eaten well, it is very likely to cause physical discomfort the next day. If you eat irregularly for a long time, After more than ten years, your body will break down. Although you are still young and don’t feel anything, it doesn’t mean that there are no hidden dangers. Sit down and eat well, and then do other things one by one after eating.”

Hearing He Guanyan's words, Mo Qingyun looked at the old Tao. The obvious helplessness and gloating in the old Tao's eyes made her know that from now on, there must be an extra "aunt" in the family.

"I'm going to eat." Standing up from his seat, Mo Fan, who had already eaten a lot, found that there were still people selling things by the side of the road.

"Don't go far, it's not very peaceful here." The old man knew that Mo Fan had almost eaten, so he habitually told him that the neighborhood was indeed very peaceful.

Mo Fan nodded, and walked towards the man who was squatting on the side of the ground and setting up a small stall with a basket on his shoulders.

"Come and see, this is authentic black pottery, so black pottery." The man saw Mo Fan approaching, picked up the black pottery in the basket, lifted it up, and immediately covered the basket with a cloth.

Black pottery?Mo Fan looked at the thing in the man's hand and wanted to take it over to have a look, but he didn't expect the man to pass his hand.

"Look, don't do it. If you think you want to buy it, I'll give it to you." The man squatted in front of Mo Fan, not particularly enthusiastic.

Not allowed to pick up, only allowed to watch?Mo Fan squatted down, looked at the man's hand carefully, and looked at the black pottery he was holding in his hand.

As soon as he saw it, Mo Fan confirmed that it was a typical Chinese black pottery, with a pure black surface. Judging from the appearance, it gave people the impression that it was as black as lacquer and as bright as a mirror, and the base was quite thin.

After looking at it carefully, I found that this black pottery object, which seems to be an ancient wine cup that modern people see on TV, should be a small tripod. solemnity.And the overall shape of this small tripod looks very good, with tight seams, no glaze and no gaps.

It stands to reason that it is enough to see black pottery in general, because there is no problem at all in making such black pottery with the current technology, as long as there are no defects, you can buy it back and use it.

But Mo Fan took out a magnifying glass that would never leave his body from his pocket, and looked at the black pottery tripod carefully.

Just because the action of the black pottery seller reminded him.

What kind of items are traded, the owner not only does not hand over the item to the buyer, but also can only put the item in a place where both parties can see it. The two parties must not have the action of handing over?Only antique jade, fragile antique jade.

The price of antique jade is high. When trading antique jade, because of fear of damage to the items during the handover, neither party can tell who is responsible. Therefore, there has been an unwritten rule since ancient times. When trading, The viewer can only look at the place designated by the owner, and cannot touch or touch it, unless the owner specifically states that it is okay.

And the person who bought things just now made it clear that Mo Fan was not allowed to touch Heitao, and he could only look at it in his hands.This move is in full compliance with the principles of the fragile antique jade trade.

In other words, this black pottery is very likely to be an antique object.

Mo Fanzai carefully looked at all the details on the black pottery with a magnifying glass. After reading it once, he already had an idea in his heart, but this idea was too bold, and he couldn't believe it was true.

Stay calm and focus.The mental power that had just recovered a little was released again, because through the magnifying glass, Mo Fan lowered his head again, and all the differences in eye color would not be seen by others.

The moment the spiritual power came into contact with the black pottery, a strange color erupted—dark blue, which was already quite close to the dark blue of indigo.

Mo Fan quickly withdrew his already thin mental power, which could no longer be thinned, and took a deep breath in his heart.

I really don't know if he should be happy that his guess was right at this time, or surprised that he found such an item.

Sure enough, the color arrangement of the items is undoubtedly red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple, but similarly, he understands what an item that shows dark blue in his eyes represents, so this also makes him have to recognize what he just thought. for correct.

It's just that it should be hundreds of thousands of miles away from the place where this thing was produced. How could this thing flow to this place?

"Stock pot?" Mo Fan looked at the seller and spit out a word he had just learned.

The man glanced at Mo Fan in surprise, and then immediately withdrew his eyes: "Support the pot? I can't support the pot, and I'll fight at best."

Seeing that the man answered him so many words, Mo Fan also knew that he had broken the outermost layer of defense in this man's heart: "Where did you divide the mountain armor?" It is also a code word in the profession of tomb robbers, which means Where are the activities.

"Yu City."

"There are a lot of people in that place." Mo Fan has been specializing in historical relics recently, so he naturally knows Yucheng, which is known as the hometown of tomb robbers, and he also knows that there should be something underground in Yucheng.

The man nodded slightly: "No, it's not easy to do business now, it's just that they move firewood on the mountain and light the fire on the mountain, so I'm sorry for my ancestors if I don't do this."

Mo Fan nodded lightly, not daring to make too much movement: "How to sell?"

"It's not for sale if it's less than [-]. It seems that you are also a Yuanliang, and you know the rules of our industry." That man's black pottery tripod took out a cigarette from his purse, and planned to give one to Mo Fan.

"No need." Mo Fan hated the smell of cigarettes: "I'll buy [-]."

"That won't work." The man lit the fire, using the most old-fashioned matches, threw the match head aside with a flick, put the cigarette butt in his mouth and inhaled vigorously, looking fascinated.

"Eighty thousand is too high."

"Seventy-eight thousand, it can't be lower." The man obviously wanted to throw the goods out.

"Sixty-eight thousand, I'll take it." Mo Fan glanced at this person and guessed the bottom line in his heart.

"Okay, pay first, cash."

Mo Fan nodded, his movements were still very small: "Within 5 minutes."

The man took the things back: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you for 5 minutes. During these 5 minutes, I will never take out the things."

The author has something to say: let’s talk about the meaning of a few words in it that are equivalent to lingo——

Supporting pot: The leader of the tomb robbers.

Moving firewood up the mountain and lighting a fire under the mountain: the son passes on the father's business, and the whole family does this, the ancestor's craftsmanship.

Yuanliang: A respectful title for fellow tomb robbers.

43. Longshan Black Pottery ([-])

Seeing that this person agreed, Mo Fan immediately stood up and strode towards Lao Tao and the others.

"Old Tao, can you swipe your card here?" Standing in front of Lao Tao, Mo Fan's breath was quite unstable.

"Rest." Mo Yi stood up and supported Mo Fan's body.

"No time." Mo Fan quickly expressed his haste.

The old glutton looked at Mo Fan who was out of breath in surprise, wondering why he became so eager just after passing by: "Yes, what do you want to swipe your card for?"

When Mo Fan heard that he could swipe his card here, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I will transfer 3 to your account, and you help me prepare the cash, within [-] minutes."

"Okay." The old man didn't ask Mo Fan why he needed the money, but just walked directly into the house, and when he came out, he already had a big newspaper bag in his hand. The newspaper bag was in the shape of a brick, wrapped in very strict.

"Qingqing knows the password." After taking the newspaper bag, Mo Fan handed the card to Mo Yi, and rushed to the stall by himself.

"You're here." The man was obviously very happy to see Mo Fan.

"Take it." Mo Fan handed the newspaper package to the man, not worried that the man would take the money but not give the goods.

Weighed the newspaper bag twice in his hands, opened a small crack and looked at it, then put the newspaper bag aside in satisfaction and put it away tightly, took out the small black pottery tripod from the basket and placed it on the ground between them On: "Look again."

He picked up the black pottery tripod from the ground, looked carefully, and nodded after confirming that it was indeed the one he had seen before.Mo Fan knew that according to the traditional trading method of fragile antique jade, these antique jade did not undergo any physical handover between the two parties in the transaction.

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