Sun Qianjin couldn't stand it. The lame third brother dared to play deeply with him and cursed: "You are talking, don't you just can't see it at all. If you don't say that you are Chou Yin and Mao today, you can just roll the bed and go home."

The lame third remembered that there was a living Hell standing beside him, and quickly said, "I saw it, I saw it, this is a treasure, this is Jun porcelain, you know that Jun porcelain, that is imperial porcelain, one of the five famous kiln porcelains in the Song Dynasty in my country, it is..."

"We don't have time to listen to your class, just say how much it is." Sun Qianjin didn't have time to listen to his noise and interrupted him and asked.

The lame old lady said, "I have to look at the size of the instrument. I can't make a bid based on this piece of porcelain alone. If you ask about this piece of porcelain, it can be worth about a hundred or ten yuan."

"It's so much money to do such a broken porcelain piece? Sun Qianjin grew up his mouth and seemed unable to understand that the value of a broken porcelain piece could be comparable to that of more than a dozen pig legs. Others were not much better. Everyone opened their mouths wide, as if they saw countless pig legs and roast chickens. Only Xue Xiang looked as usual. He had known this was a treasure, and he thought the price was low.

Xue Xiang handed the cloth bag to the lame third and asked him to see it himself. After the lame third read it, he sighed: "What a pity, what a pity, such a great figure, such a great 'Prime Minister Zhuge Six Goes to Qishan Six' was destroyed, which is a pity." The lame third said in a row, and his face was flushed with excitement.

The person who interrupted him this time was Xue Xiang. Sun Qianjin seemed to be still calculating how many pig legs that piece of porcelain was about, but he had not come back to his senses. Xue Xiang asked, "How much do you think it can sell?"

The lame old man said, "If it was not damaged, a big jar with a big figure like this, a big jar with a story, would be sold for at least 10,000 yuan. What I am talking about is the present. If it were ten years earlier, it would be more valuable. I heard from my father that my grandfather had collected a big jar of characters back then, but it was not as big as yours, and it cost 5,000 yuan. It was during the Republic of China. However, these good things are cheap and almost destroyed. Do you plan to sell porcelain pieces? If you sell these porcelain pieces for a maximum of more than 600 yuan, then you will be sold to people who know the goods and sell them to the entrusting office. Maybe you will be sent away for dozens of yuan."

When Sun Qianjin heard this, he woke up and shouted, "Does a few dollars? How can that be? Lame third brother, you just said that a piece of porcelain is worth about a hundred and ten dollars, why? Now six or seven pieces are worth only a few dozen dollars. You are fooling me, hurry up and find a way, and you can sell it to you if you can't figure out a way." This guy was so stupid that he was on the shelves.

The lame third brother said anxiously, "Comrade Sun, I can't afford it. Are you making things difficult for me? I'll think of a way, and then think of a way." For a moment, the lame third brother sweated anxiously. After a while, he looked up and stared at Xue Xiang and asked, "Did you break the whole device? The fragments are all in the bag?"

Xue Xiang said: "It's the whole piece, and the pieces in the bag are also complete."

The lame third brother breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat. Finally, he didn't have to pay for it himself: "There is a way. This big jar is not bad. It can be repaired. If it is repaired, it can be sold for a good price."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was happy. Sun Qianjin was most anxious: "Then you should repair it quickly. After repairing it, I will ask my uncle to adjust your salary to a higher level." At this moment, I saw that the pig's legs were not only expected, but it seemed that buying a pig was also possible. Sun Qianjin's tone improved a lot, and even used the trick of temptation.

The lame third said, "My ancestral craft is for identification, I can't repair it." Seeing Sun Qianjin's face change rapidly, he quickly said, "I don't know. Mr. Li Si of Huayang Iron and Steel Factory has ancestral craftsmanship like me. He is a master of repairing this job. Recently, his wife was hospitalized, and he asked for leave to take care of her at home. If you ask him for money, he will agree."

The Little Third Master Xue Xiang knew that Li Siye and Xue Xiang was a worker in the unit before his parents died. He had five children at home, his wife was in poor health, and the family was very burdened. Xue Xiang thanked the Lame Third, and then told the Lame Third that he would ask him to take out the old house and ask him to take a look. After the promise was completed, he paid him the same salary as the current year. On one hand, he was a coercion and temptation. The Lame Third had to agree, but he kept saying to Xue Xiang: "This is a beheading business. You must keep it secret, please keep it confidential." Xue Xiang nodded repeatedly to agree. The few people were amused and thought they were afraid that you would leak the secret.

Xue Xiang led a few people to Mr. Li Si's house. Mr. Li Si's house was at the entrance of the alley in the factory's dependent area. It was a unique courtyard. When Mr. Xue Xiang came to his door, Mr. Li Si was squatting on the threshold to smoke. In Xue Xiang's memory, Mr. Li Si had gray hair, but Mr. Li Si's hair was as white as snow. Only from his face could it be seen that the person sitting there was not an octogenarian. Xue Xiang greeted Mr. Li Si and handed a cigarette. Mr. Li Si was obviously still

I remember the former deputy factory director's young master, Mr. Li Si rarely smiled on his sad face. Xue Xiang explained his purpose, and Mr. Li Si agreed without saying a word. Originally, his wife asked for money for hospitalization, the children at home, and all the money for food. With his little salary, the family was almost out of stock. When he saw Mr. Qian coming to his house, he could not tell the truth. He even did a beheading business, let alone just repair something and just treat it as a tire repair for others.

Mr. Li Si let several people into the house and poured water for them. Then he asked Xue Xiang to take out the things. Xue Xiang handed him the cloth bag. Mr. Li Si opened it and looked the same as the third child. They were old craftsmen from this industry. When they saw something interesting, they were like perverts and beautiful women. Mr. Li Si had been awake for a long time. After waiting for three hours, he entered the room and then locked the door.

More than two hours later, Mr. Li Si opened the door and greeted Xue Xiang and the others. As soon as Xue Xiang and the others entered, they were stunned. On the wide square table, there was a large sky-blue jar. The jar was about fifty cm high and the maximum diameter was about forty cm. Under the 60-watt incandescent lamp, the eyebrows and eyes of the characters on the big jar with moist light were clearly seen, and the expressions were really lifelike. When Xue Xiang leaned closer, he saw the sadness and firm eyes of Prime Minister Zhuge.

God, it was so vivid. Xue Xiang searched carefully, trying to find traces of repair, but his eyes were sore that he couldn't find them. If Xue Xiang hadn't personally used these broken porcelain pieces to make them repair, he would probably not believe that the magnificent jar in front of him was the fragments in the original cloth bag. After seeing it, Xue Xiang let out a hand, Lei Xiaotian and others were anxious. Xue Xiang stretched out his thumb to Master Li Si and said, "It's amazing, it's really a magical skill."

Mr. Li Si said in a humble manner: "No, I'm old and haven't worked for many years. I'm unfamiliar with my skills. I used to do this, but it took so long to do it. Besides, the ones that are supplemented are supplemented after all, and it will be revealed at a glance." As Mr. Li Si handed Xue Xiang a magnifying glass.

Xue Xiang took the magnifying glass and squeezed in, put the magnifying glass close to the big jar, searched for a while, and found several thin lines. Xue Xiang said: "It is already an unexpected surprise for me to be able to make up for this. Uncle Li, how much is it? Let me tell me how much."

Mr. Li Si said: "The craftsmanship is not valuable now. Please give me two dollars. It is really inconvenient for the family. If you ask me for help, how can I ask for money?"

Xue Xiang said: "How can this work? I know the bad health of my aunt. I know the actual value of this big jar. Your helper will appreciate at least a few times. Let's do this. I will give you twenty yuan first. I will deal with this big jar and make up for it." As he said that, Xue Xiang took out the last two pieces of Datuanjie in his wallet and handed it to Mr. Li Si.

Mr. Li waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It doesn't take so much. He used to be a bowl of rice, but now he has stopped doing it. He can only be considered a helping. Even if my old man is shameless and collects money, how dare he ask for so much?"

The two of them repeatedly pushed each other, but Mr. Li Si still didn't persuade Xue Xiang. In addition, the family was really anxious to wait for money to use, so he accepted it halfway. Mr. Li Si repeatedly said that this was already too much, and how much the jar cost had nothing to do with him. Xue Xiang told Mr. Li Si Si that he was asking him for his old house. The old man patted his chest without saying a word.
Chapter completed!