"Little brother, have you taken a fancy to this bottle? Let me tell you, this bottle was passed down from my ancestors. When I was young, my grandfather told me that this bottle was kept at home in my grandfather's generation. I am now over forty, and the age of this bottle can be imagined." The street stall owner obviously also noticed the constipated expression on Yang Jing's face, and hurried over to smile and explain the origin of this Guan Er bottle.

Yang Jing rolled his eyes and lit the bottom of the bottle at the street stall owner and said, "Boss, I really can't see your bottle well, and I have never seen porcelain from the Third Qing Dynasty in modern simplified Chinese characters. Sorry, this bottle..."

Yang Jing said, then gently placed the ear-penetrating bottle on the wooden box again, shook his head and walked towards another street stall.

"Oh... little brother, please wait. I can give you a cheaper bottle. What do you think of it for 20,000 yuan?"

Hearing this price, Yang Jing almost turned around and gestured to the street stall owner with a middle finger. This bottle is not even worth 200 yuan. You are so handsome that you can ask for 20,000 yuan for your master. Why don’t you rob the bank?

Yang Jing ignored the street stall owner and walked along the street stalls.

This is indeed the antique market in Lion City, and it happened to be open today. Yang Jing took out his mobile phone while walking and checked the antique market online. He found that the antique market is still very famous in the city of Lion City.

The date of formation of this antique market is no longer available, but it is definitely a prime location in Lion City, located about fifty meters south of the exit of Shicheng Railway Station. Today, Yang Jingcuofei followed the car to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital next to Shicheng Railway Station, otherwise he would not have discovered this antique market.

However, when Yang Jing visited the antique market in the heavy fog, he felt a little disappointed.

Although this market is not small in size, it is not much larger. The most important thing is that this market obviously lacks management, which is similar to the outside of the Grand Canal Antique City I went to the previous few days.

There are no shops in the entire market, and all of them are street stalls. But even these street stalls are in a mess. Some places look like roads, but when you walk in front of you, you find that there are several street stalls that block the roads.

The most important thing is that there are no good items in the entire market. Anyway, after spending more than two hours walking around, Yang Jing didn't find anything worth taking.

This made Yang Jing very disappointed with this antique market.

However, during the wandering process, Yang Jing kept thinking about the five bat holding a longevity ear bottle that had just been bent. No matter how he wanted to think about the bottle that made people laugh and cry, the memory of that bottle was very stubborn and kept flashing.

In fact, at this time, Yang Jing was a little suspicious. The images of the bottle of Wei Mao always appeared in his mind?

In fact, to be honest, if the bottle was not the bottom of the bottle and the slightly yellowed glaze surface, it would be considered an old object with wide open doors in other aspects.

Especially the blue and white patterns on the bottles are ingenious, agile, exquisite and gorgeous, which is the characteristic of a typical Qing Dynasty Qianlong official kiln porcelain.

Also, the overall shape of this bottle gives people a very comfortable feeling, grand and yet flexible, simplicity and dignity. Just based on the overall shape of this bottle and the blue and white patterns, anyone who sees it will say "Okay!"

But that terrifying bottle bottom style sounded like a dead fly that fell into a bowl of tomato and egg soup, making people crazy.

Perhaps because of his thoughts, Yang Jing had unknowingly returned to the middle-aged man's street stall after walking around.

When the street stall owner saw that Yang Jing was back, he immediately smiled and gave Yang Jing a series of good words like no money.

Yang Jing waved his hand slightly to interrupt the compliment of the street stall owner, picked up the five bats holding the longevity ear bottle again, flipped the bottle over, stared at the funny and crying Massage.

The street stall owner whispered: "Little brother, if you really like this bottle, I can give you a little cheaper. You can take this bottle if you have 18,000 yuan."

Yang Jing ignored the boss and quietly launched the holy ring.

This bottle gives Yang Jing a very strange feeling. No matter from any aspect, this bottle looks like a big open-door product, but the bottom of the bottle destroys everything.

If this bottle was not an official kiln porcelain from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, then the one who could make the bottle at this level must be a high imitation made by a counterfeiter with extremely high porcelain attainments. How could a master who could make such an outstanding high imitation make such an obvious mistake in the bottom of the bottle?

This is obviously not true! This conflict is too obvious and not true.

But no one can explain this conflict, and even Yang Jing can't understand it.

So Yang Jing decided to use the holy ring.

"Five blue and white bats in Qianlong Qing Dynasty held a long-lasting ear bottle, in 1776, Jing Dezhen Imperial Kiln Factory."

"Five blue and white bats in Qianlong Qing Dynasty held a long-lasting ear bottle and made a fake one. In 1970, Wu Tianming."

This answer finally made Yang Jing's brow stretch.

"No wonder I always think there is something wrong with this bottle. It turns out that the root of it lies here!" Yang Jing thought to himself.

Obviously, this bottle is a serious big open bottle, and it is also Qianlong blue and white porcelain, but it was faked by this man named Wu Tianming in 1970.

Thinking about the era in 1970, Yang Jing felt relieved.

This Wu Tianming is eighteen or ninety-nine, but in that turbulent era, let alone collectors, even leaders can defeat you. As for those antiques that were caused by disasters in turbulent eras, there are countless.

Obviously, Wu Tianming should have used counterfeiting methods to protect the bottle and changed the bottle's signature, and the bottle became what it is now.

If my guess is true, then everything will be natural.

But since an old object with a large door is placed in front of me, wouldn’t it be unreasonable to let it go?

Thinking of this, Yang Jing raised his head and said to the street stall owner: "Boss, you don't need to explain it. I guess you know the origin of this bottle. Not to mention anything else, just the simplified Chinese character, even if you have a mouth full of your body, you can't explain it! Let's do this, I just see this bottle very pleasant, take it home and put it in the living room as a decoration. Boss, please give me a honest price! If it is too high, I don't have the patience to accompany you to play in this cold weather!"
Chapter completed!