Chen Manguan felt his eyes go dark, grabbed Zhao Mingjun's collar, and asked eagerly: "Boss Zhao! Where is the blue and white plate that was placed here just now?"
Zhao Mingjun was startled by his move, then he opened his hand with an ugly expression, and said angrily: "What's the matter, Brother Chen. I, Zhao Mingjun, have not offended you, have you? You are the one who wants to take action now." What's the meaning!"
Chen Manguan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and quickly apologized, "Brother Zhao, don't be angry, I, I am in a hurry! I just want to ask you, the blue and white flying phoenix Ruyi cloud head pattern you put here just now Where did the market go?"
If it were in the past, how could someone like Zhao Mingjun be brothers with Chen Manguan? This man is down and out, and his situation is naturally different from before. Chen Manguan didn't care about this anymore, he just wanted to know where the plate went.
"Sell it." Zhao Mingjun said without thinking. After he finished speaking, he remembered something and slowly opened his mouth wide with a horrified look on his face, "Chen, Brother Chen, you, why are you asking this?"
With Chen Manguan's eyesight, could the object he was asking about so anxiously be...
Zhao Mingjun swallowed with a "gudong" sound. The more he thought about it, the faster his heart beat. He was about to have a heart attack. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: It's over, it's over...
"Sold?!" Chen Manguan's face turned pale, not much better than Zhao Mingjun's, and he asked anxiously, "Who did he sell to? Do you recognize him?"
"Four studies, students."
"Student?!" Chen Manguan looked incredulous.
The old man who had been standing behind him showed surprise when he heard this. He walked up and asked, "Oh? Does this boss know the identities of the four students?"
The old man speaks elegantly, has an extraordinary temperament, and has a majestic gaze. At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.
Zhao Mingjun looked at the old man and felt that he looked familiar, but at this time, his mind was so full of things that he might have leaked that he could not think of anything else. He just looked at Chen Manguan eagerly, with an expression uglier than crying, and asked Said: "Chen, Brother Chen, what do you mean by asking these things? Just give me an accurate answer. Is it, is it... I missed it?"
"It's hard to say." Chen Manguan shook his head, "I couldn't tell for sure. That's why I invited Mr. Li to help me. I never thought that you would sell it after I walked away for a while."
Zhao Mingjun's legs became weak and he almost sat on the ground.
At this time, the old man asked again: "Boss, do you know the names of those four students? If that blue and white porcelain plate is genuine, I intend to collect it."
Zhao Mingjun could only shake his head at this moment, "I don't know... That student often comes to the market. She is a girl. Many people in the market know her, but she has never revealed the specific details. She is a very, very sophisticated girl. "
Zhao Mingjun thought for a while and came up with this word to describe Xia Shao. Seeing the strange expressions on the two people's faces, he looked bitter and said, "I just know her surname is Xia, but I don't know anything else."
Hearing this, Chen Manguan shook his head, with a look of defeat on his face, "Oh! God's will..."
He missed an excellent opportunity. Could it be God's will that he would never be able to turn around in his life? Thinking about the ridicule from relatives and friends, and the relief from his wife at home, Chen Manguan suddenly clenched his fists, raised his eyes and asked: "Think about it again, didn't you say there were four students? Except for the female student, the other three Do you know him?"
Zhao Mingjun's eyes really lit up at this question, "Oh! I remembered it! There was a little fat guy who came with her. I know this person. His second grandfather is an old Tibetan friend, and he is quite educated. , is a retired professor from Beijing University! His surname is Zhou, his name is Zhou Bingyan, and his hometown is Shili Village!"
"Great!" Chen Manguan looked excited, turned around and said apologetically, "Mr. Li, you see this is really... I really can't help you. But don't worry, I will go to Shili Village to look for Professor Zhou in the afternoon. No matter what the truth is, If it’s fake, I’ll show it to you!”
Li Boyuan smiled and said: "Haha, a little twists and turns are nothing. If it is really Yuan Qinghua, these twists and turns can be regarded as a story in the future, right? Boss Chen, don't worry. I still have some things to deal with in the afternoon. Tomorrow I will Let’s go to Shili Village with you.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Manguan had no choice but to put away his anxious thoughts and nodded.
After the two left, Zhao Mingjun pointed at Li Boyuan's back with an "ah" sound and fell to the ground with a plop.
The stall owners nearby came over to comfort him when they saw it, "It may not be true. Don't feel too uncomfortable first."
"What do you know? I just said that the old man looked familiar. When I heard Chen Manguan call him Mr. Li, I remembered, isn't this the Hong Kong collector Mr. Li Boyuan who recently came to our East Market to invest in the ceramic industry? "Zhao Mingjun covered his heart, feeling like he was about to have a heart attack.
Chen Manguan has invited Li Boyuan here, so he must be very confident.
It’s over, it’s over! If he really missed the sale, it’s probably Yuan Qinghua!
But at this time, Zhao Mingjun's mood was no longer cared about. This matter quickly spread throughout the antique market. The stall owners and some old collectors started to explode, and everyone looked shocked.
Everyone was thinking - could it be that a Yuan blue and white plate with a flying phoenix and a cloud head pattern was really picked up by a student