The next day, Jia Sidao got up early to go to work as usual. It was not that he had thought of quitting his job and making money by relying on supernatural powers to gambling stones. However, Jia Sidao always felt that his ability was somewhat illusory, so it was better to work harder. Anyway, the work was also leisurely.

At least, there is a lot of time to let him know more about jade.

"Xiao Jia, why do you look bad? You have a bad mood? You probably did something bad when you went out on the weekend, right?" Lao Yang joked with Jia Sidao as always. The two were in the same office and often chatted about everything on weekdays. Jia Sidao and Xiao Liuzi basically did everything on the pen. Lao Yang, a rough man, just pretended to be a little paid.

"How can I do it? It's not that I'm not sleep-deprived." Jia Sidao said lightly, "I'll talk about it for a moment."

I don’t know why, maybe because of the excessive use of superpowers, Jia Sidao felt particularly sleepy. This weekend, I stayed at home during the day and slept very peacefully at night. Now I am a little sleepy at work. Seeing that nothing is wrong now, Jia Sidao was going to rest on the swivel chair first. However, suddenly remembered that there seemed to be few people in the office, and couldn’t help but ask: “By the way, Lao Yang, hasn’t this little six son come yet?”

"You talk about him, I asked for leave last week." Lao Yang answered casually.

"I asked for leave last week, why didn't I know?" Jia Sidao thought that it shouldn't be true. Xiao Liuzi's name is Zhang Dan, and she is also a local. She is about the same age as Jia Sidao, so the two of them naturally get along better. Unlike Jia Sidao, his parents are both working-class and have a house in the city. They live in a regular life, either good or bad life. Everyone followed the pronunciation of his name and called him Xiao Liuzi.

Zhang Shi didn't mind either, as if this title had always accompanied his growth. He was kind and had a good relationship with most people in the factory.

"Did you forget? He said it here at that time." Old Yang looked at Jia Si and said, "I found a baby at home. I went to the provincial capital on the weekend and asked someone to estimate the price. I remember you sighed, why didn't my ancestors leave some heirlooms or something? Why, I don't remember this?"

Jia Sidao slapped his head and said, "I remember it, it seems to be a bowl."

"Yes, it's just a broken bowl, and I'm going to the provincial capital. I think it's not even a round trip fee." Lao Yang was not interested in antiques, especially pots and pans, and always felt that the thing was priced. If it was a calligraphy and painting type, it could be elegant.

"Hehe, this fare is......" Jia Sidao laughed dryly.

Anyway, everyone knows that even if you see something that can be reimbursed, you won’t tell it. It’s convenient for others to be convenient for yourself. If Jia Sidao meets a friend, he will take a taxi and report it to the factory after getting the invoice. As long as it’s not too much, he will be at peace every time. You can’t let him always ride a broken car to make friends, right?

In the afternoon, Jia Sidao hurriedly wrote a manuscript, and the superior explained that it would be used tomorrow.

After a crackling slap, there was still a scent of ink after printing it out. Looking at the neat font, Jia Sidao couldn't help but sigh at what he had spent his energy to practice calligraphy when he was a child. The only use it now may be that he could show off his face when signing a document.

In his spare time, Jia Sidao did not matter to and from get off work, and kept strolling on the "Tianxia Collection".

"Your family has also found an antique, right?" Lao Yang couldn't help but tease after seeing Jia Sidao's actions. A while ago, Xiao Liuzi was like Jia Sidao now, and was easy to find on the Internet. He wanted to find an antique similar to the porcelain bowl at home for reference.

"No. I've been to Antique Street these two days and I think some things are quite interesting." Jia Sidao responded embarrassedly. You can't say that you are planning to make a fortune in this industry, right?

"Then tell me, the bowl from Xiao Liuzi's family is really a treasure?" Old Yang suddenly became interested.

"It's hard to say." Jia Sidao shrugged, "Even if it is passed down from ancestors, it depends on which dynasty and generation. If it were the bowl before liberation, it would probably not be worth much."

"That's right. This antique is, the older it is, the more valuable it is." Old Yang sighed, "Last time, there was a foreigner who had no money to pay off his debts and wanted to mortgage a vase or something. According to him, it was from the Republic of China. I thought about it, how could such a broken vase be worth 30,000 yuan? I didn't agree at that time. Now that you say this, it seems that I am really lucky that this Republic of China is indeed not worth much money."

Jia Sidao listened and couldn't help but feel speechless. When did he say that things from the Republic of China are worthless?

However, let alone Lao Yang's opinion was taken out of context after hearing Jia Sidao's words. It also conforms to the general view of most people now. Even though information is already very developed, some concepts are still difficult to change. For example, antiques are all porcelains, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand why the porcelain that has been passed down to the Han Dynasty is not as precious as some porcelains from the Qing Dynasty?

If we talk about this day, the Han Dynasty was a few dynasties earlier than the Qing Dynasty. It is really not easy to preserve things.

Jia Sidao had no way to refute Lao Yang's words. Who made him still an outsider?

After work, Jia Sidao swayed and came to Antique Street.

However, the scene here is obviously not as lively as yesterday. On the contrary, it is still a bit deserted. The street stalls are completely gone. I finally caught someone and asked, and then I realized that it was only weekends, but the market time was the time.

This made Jia Sidao feel a little nostalgic about the scene when he was in the countryside and went to the market in the town.

However, the street stalls are gone and the store is still there.
Chapter completed!