OBS Chapter 311 Pan Jiayuan
Chapter 311 Pan Jiayuan
Bai Ning and the old man walked into the gate of Panjiayuan. Today happened to be a working day, and everyone was at work, so there were fewer people visiting Panjiayuan.
"Old man? Let's take a walk first and have a look?" Bai Ning asked the old man.
Bai Ning found that this old man's demeanor has changed drastically since he entered Panjiayuan. He is completely different from the poor old man who scavenged waste. Now he looks like a fairy.
"Well! Let's take a look first, don't be in a hurry!" The old man nodded lightly, with a feeling of ecstasy, and didn't say a word.
The two of them walked slowly in Panjiayuan.
When they passed by the stall, many stall owners were calling Bai Ning and the old man to go and have a look, "Excellent Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead! Come and have a look, sir!"
"The Pisces vase of Daoguang in the Qing Dynasty! Look at the quality! It's awesome!"
"Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting! Absolutely authentic!"
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Shouts like this came one after another, calling out to people passing by the stall. Bai Ning knew it without looking. Pay back the big vase from the Qing Dynasty?The early morning vase is almost the same!
Most of the things here don’t need to be eye-catching, just look at them and you will know that they are fakes. They are just a bunch of modern imitations.
But the old man didn't stop at all, just glanced at every stall he passed by and left.
When the two of them walked to a shop called "Zhenbao Pavilion", the old man stopped and looked at Bai Ning.
"Boy, do you want to find a good treasure, a real product, or a leak?" There was a hint of cunning in the old man's eyes.
"Hey!" Bai Ning smiled sheepishly, and then said to the old man, "I'm short on money. If I have money, I'll definitely go to the store to buy it!"
"Oh~ so that's the case, then you just say that you want to pick up the leaks, then we won't go to these shops, let's go to these stalls!" After the old man finished speaking, he walked straight forward.
Bai Ning followed behind the old man with a happy face.
"Actually, there are still some good things in the shop, but if you don't have money, you can only visit these stalls!" The old man said a little helplessly.
"I don't have any money. If I had money, why would I come to this place? I'll just go to some auction!" But this sentence can only be said by Bai Ning in his heart, and he dare not say it in front of the old man , if it provokes the other party to leave in a huff, it will not be fun.
These masters have weird tempers, who knows what kind of temper this master who pretends to be an old scavenger has, Bai Ning better be careful!
The two walked to a small stall with no customers. The old man stopped and carefully observed the things on the ground. Bai Ning said in his heart, "There is a door!" He has never stopped in other places, and this is the first place he stopped, which means that there must be goods in this place!
Bai Ning followed the old man and took a closer look at the small stall in front of him.
There are a few things on the stall, like a few inkstones. The stall owner squinted his eyes on a horse tie. This stall owner didn't shout like other stall owners, but the old god was squinting. Eyes dozed, a look of indifference.
This makes Bai Ning a little confused, does this person not care about his own business?
The man saw two people standing in front of him, one was young and the other was old. The young man was dressed decently, while the old man could only be regarded as ragged.
The stall owner raised his eyelids and narrowed his eyes, and ignored Bai Ning and the others.
Bai Ning looked at the stall owner so strangely, did he look down on the two of himself?
Hey!No wonder no one has anything at his stall!
Bai Ning was a little bit aggrieved, but this thought just passed by, as long as there are good things on this stall, it doesn't matter!
Bai Ning glanced at the old man, the old man was still looking at the things on the stall, so Bai Ning stopped thinking and looked carefully at the several inkstone-like things on the stall.
Bai Ning observed for a while, but didn't see any tricks. They were just ordinary inkstones, nothing special. He asked the old man, "Are these all inkstones?"
The old man nodded, but did not speak.
The old man still looked at the several inkstones in front of him seriously, but Bai Ning noticed that the old man's eyes were a little erratic, and he was always looking in the direction of the stall owner intentionally or unintentionally.
"Could it be that this stall owner has some treasures on him?" Bai Ning murmured in his heart, but there was no way to ask the old man now, he could only look patiently at the inkstone in front of him.
Bai Ning also knew a little about the Four Treasures of the Study, he knew that among the Four Treasures of the Study, the best ones were Lake Brush, Xuan Paper, Hui Ink and She Inkstone.
But there is no She inkstone here, not to mention She inkstone, not even Duan inkstone, Bai Ning still has some eyesight.
Now he is a little confused, what is this old man looking at?
"These are broken inkstones! No inkstone is good!" the old man said suddenly.
"That's right, I also think that there's nothing good about this!" Bai Ning said this, and quickly agreed.
After the two of them finished speaking, the stall owner opened his eyes and asked Bai Ning and the old man with wide eyes.
"What? Did I say you wrong? Is there something good in here?" The old man directly confronted the stall owner without losing his momentum.
Bai Ning looked at the stall owner's unkind eyes, and quietly pulled the old man, signaling him to stop talking, if the things are not good, let's not buy them, and leave quickly, change to another one and the matter will be over.
The old man stared straight at the stall owner as if nothing had happened.
"Fuck! Which of these is bad? This, this, Duan inkstone, isn't it good?" The stall owner pointed to the two inkstones on the stall, and said angrily to the old man.
"Oh! Garbage! Is this also called Duanyan?" The old man continued to provoke the shopkeeper.
"The stepping stones in my house are better than this thing!" The old man stared at the other party with burning eyes.
"Puff!" The stall owner suddenly laughed.
"It seems that I met an insider today! Mister!"
"Take out something real." The old man said to the stall owner.
The stall owner chuckled and said, "How do you know I have the real thing?"
"It feels like they're all foxes of a thousand years old, so let's not play Liaozhai!" the old man said with a slight smile in a cynical tone.
The stall owner gave the old man a thumbs up, then turned around and rummaged through the boxes behind him.