He wandered around the forum for a while, and then systematically sorted out jade information, such as the origin of jade, old pits, new pits, or things that need to be noted during the gambling process, the pine flowers, pythons, etc. on the surface of jade wool materials, and Jia Sidao carefully recorded them.

One afternoon passed quietly.

In order to ensure that his superpowers are not discovered by others, Jia Sidao used a wound sticker to press the blue pattern on the middle finger of his left hand, and also bought auxiliary tools such as strong light flashlights. In Jia Sidao's own words, now we are only a standard gambling enthusiast, how can we not have a good outfit?

It was night, Jia Sidao closed the door, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his mind, and then began to sit cross-legged on his single bed, imitating the posture of the painting on the computer screen, and began to meditate quietly and concentrate.

This is a trick that Jia Sidao thought about for a long time before he came up with.

Although education from childhood to adulthood has made Jia Sidao a repulsive mentality about such qigong, since the moment he possessed superpowers, it made Jia Sidao feel that all kinds of rumors in the world have a feeling of no waves. Perhaps, in a corner of reality, there are really people with strange abilities!

Isn’t Jia Sidao a part of it?

Fortunately, after meditating like this, Jia Sidao did not think about finding the Yintang acupoint, Ren and Du meridians, etc., but just focused on his attention, focused all on his left hand, constantly trying, and repeatedly using his superpowers until he was exhausted.

After a few days, there were finally some results. Jia Sidao just persevered.

After that, I lay down and slept until dawn. Don’t mention anything that doesn’t dream, but the sleeping sounds. Fortunately, Jia Sidao knew that it was Sunday, a rare time for the antique street market. If there is anything worth looking forward to in this simple life, I would definitely be able to count when wandering in front of the small street stalls on the antique street.

Especially young people like Jia Sidao, who have no nightlife. They go to and from get off work all day long, get some basic salary and make a living. At most, in the middle of the month, there was a dinner with friends. At other times, Jia Sidao didn't know what a delicious life meant. Kang Jian once suggested that Jia Sidao stay with him for a few days, but Jia Sidao knew his own family affairs and didn't have the confidence.

The social circle is so big that Jia Sidao can live a life of his life.

Because I got up early today, when he arrived at the Antique Street, it was just light and the stalls in the Antique Market had not been opened much. Some were packing stalls, and some were talking in a low voice to each other.

It was early summer weather, and it was indeed refreshing and pleasant for a small Jiangnan town like Linhai.

Jia Sidao looked down at the things while walking. To be honest, it was not much different from yesterday. It was still those people and those things, and there was nothing eye-catching. When he saw the bronze statue of cloisonné, Jia Sidao stopped slightly and finally left.

Although Linhai’s antique market is not big, Jia Sidao knows that there are definitely many people who know the industry. If it is a good thing, it has been put on the street stall for a whole day and has not taken action, there must be some problems. Jia Sidao has just entered the industry and still can’t understand it very much, but the key is to know it yourself.

A San had long warned him that the most taboo thing about playing antiques is to have only a slight understanding, such people are very easy to get a look.

Just pretend that he is not as lucky as he is. Jia Sidao muttered to himself. After strolling for a while, he saw an old lady squatting in a corner. Her face was full of wrinkles, her hair was black and white, and she was wrapped around her head. Although she couldn't tell how old she was, she must be quite young. Her clothes were a little old, but she was better than clean.

In front of her, there were a few worn newspapers, and five gadgets were placed deserted on them.

There is an incense burner, two candlesticks, and two flower vases. At first glance, it seems that it is a complete set of objects for worship, which are gray and a lot of dust has fallen. What makes Jia Sidao even more funny is that the incense burner was placed before it was cleaned up.

This made Jia Sidao stop with some interest.

Maybe he found someone standing in front of the stall. The old lady looked up and said, "Young man, take a look, the thing just came out."

He seemed to be a local person with an accent. But Jia Sidao always felt that his words were not so authentic, and it sounded a little difficult to speak. Suddenly, Jia Sidao became a little alert. Could it be that he had encountered the legendary condom?

Jia Sidao didn’t know how deep the water in this industry was. Sometimes, some people often used fakes to sell them as old things, and they also specially found child care like old ladies and old men. They made up strange stories, or told some embarrassment in life, to win sympathy. The plot is very perfect, making people unable to find any flaws.

In ordinary times, Jia Sidao really has no curiosity to squat down and take a closer look. But today, one is idle, and secondly, Jia Sidao feels that it is the first time he has encountered such a thing. The other party seems to be so old last year, and as long as he keeps his pockets tight, there is nothing to worry about.

So Jia Sidao didn't respond and just reached for the slightly larger incense burner.

With one touch, you can feel that it is porcelain with some blue and white patterns on it. Gently wiped some gray with your hands, revealing the clear glaze, with a restrained luster and a jade texture. Looking at the patterns again, Jia Sidao looked like it was a tangled pattern, with fine painting techniques, elegant shapes, and no stagnation.

I initially felt that this incense burner was really good. Even if the things were wrong, if the price was cheap, it would be quite appropriate to buy crafts and place them at home. Jia Sidao remembered that there were similar incense burners and candlesticks on the stove in his hometown. However, the workmanship was incomparable to the one in front of him.

After looking at the bottom, it had three words "Dayazhai" written on it. Jia Sidao shook his head slightly and couldn't understand it.

As for porcelain, Jia Sidao has been at the initial stage until now, just knowing which blue and white porcelain is called enamel, or the base is written with words such as "Made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty", even if it is an official kiln. However, there is generally no identification of folk kilns.

Jia Sidao really didn't know about the "Dayazhai" in front of him.

However, the old lady looked at Jia Sidao without saying anything, just shook her head, and couldn't help but say, "Young man, you're good at it. These are all old things left by the ancestors."
Chapter completed!