Luo Wu heard about it after listening to it and realized what was going on. He had already gone outside to make a phone call.

The phone call from his father was not connected, so he called his mother.

His mother was anxious on the phone: "What did you have to do for so many years just after you went there?"

Luo Wu couldn't say that there was something wrong with this family.

It was said that it was because I wanted money to prepare for school.

His mother was angry over there and said, "Luo Wu's mother sent you to the countryside to let you experience the difficulty of life. You also asked your mother how much money you can use tens of thousands of yuan for a child!"

"Luo Wu, you have grown up. Mom tells you the truth. Maybe one day your dad and I will not be able to live. At that time, the source of our mother and son’s life and your own future will be your own efforts. These are all things that you have to work hard to achieve, and Mom can’t help you."

After his mother finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and she must have had a fight with his father again.

Luo Wu glanced at his phone and sighed.

After entering the house, he looked at everyone's frowning, and stood silently behind Su Mo in the corner.

I saw her go to the back of the door to get the clay pot.

Hurry up.

"This jar is dirty, I'll do it."

Go forward and take the jar that was a little gray and green, and it is not too green to rinse outside.

I originally wanted to use a brush to brush.

Su Mo quickly stopped him.

"I'll wash it."

Luo Wu left her aside.

"This is not easy to wash, don't move, I'll do it."

The jars are filled with dirt and dirt and are difficult to clean.

In Su Mo's eyes, the dirty mud could not block the light of the can.

When I walked to the gate of the yard, I called the person who was beating Xiao Luo: "I have a porcelain jar at home, please show it."

Su Mo saw that the porcelain jar was just emitting light. It was not easy to break the annual line now, but the jar was always emitting green light, and it was dug out from the ground again. Su Mo looked over the yard.

She now lacks the spiritual power to supplement her. The last time she absorbed from the crabapple flower, all the spiritual energy she absorbed from the skin was used to improve her skin, making her fair and noble among the "original black and red" skin colors on the original.

The crabapple trees have been planted at the door outside the yard. I just look at the wilted appearance of the crabapple trees. I don’t know if it is because they are not suitable for the local environment or because there is no formation for spiritual energy to guide them.

When I went out, I saw two people. The one in front looked like a rich second generation, with a round, flat and wide head, and looked like a person who inherited his ancestral property.

The one behind, when I saw it, was a traveler who collected old things, but this person had a very refined and powerful aura.

Su Mo is very familiar with this kind of aura. It is a breath that can only be cultivated after long-term physical refining and spiritual refining.

Su Mo suddenly became vigilant because the experiences of Uncle Cui and his family who met in the capital were also the experiences of Xianhe Zhang's family.

This world should not be connected with her original world, so where did these monks come from?

Seeing Su Mo's sudden vigilance, Shen Zhuo was also a little surprised. Can this fair and harmless girl feel his breath?

After touching the fake wag that was attached, Shen Zhuo kicked Wang Xian from behind and looked at him left and right.

He spoke, "What treasures do you have in your family? I can help you see them."

This is the first time Wang Xian heard Shen Zhuo's voice change.

Old and hoarse. If I hadn't seen him just dressed in clothes, I would probably not recognize him now.

Su Mo asked Luo Wu to take out the clay pot.

Chen Zhuo's inadvertent eyes were holding in his hand and his eyes immediately changed.

Put this jar carefully first-

Seeing that there was no preparation on the ground, Wang Xian's body was valuable. According to him, he could heat up and clean the high-tech dustproof jacket and put it down on the ground.

"Hey, hey, my clothes."

"Chen Zhuo, you broke my clothes, can you afford to pay?"

Although he knew that this guy was completely innocent, the family behind him was rich and very rich. I just didn't know whether his old man still recognized him.

Chen Zhuo just whispered: "Selling you is not worth the jar is worth the price."

Wang Xian felt energetic, "What kind of jar is this?"

Chen Zhuo ignored him and was looking at the jar himself.

After watching for a long time, I picked up the jar and whispered to Wang Xian: "We found it."

Found, what have you found?

Looking at Wang Xian's expression as he looked at him in a daze.

Chen Zhuo just whispered one word: "Tomb".

"Hey, hey? What do you mean?"

Wang Xian asked after him, looking at the rural sibling group waiting aside, and stopped.

This porcelain jar was originally a cracked glaze, and it should be a very fine pattern with staggered and arranged. The color should be transparent and colorless like ice cracks. It is the "crab claw pattern" of the official kiln. However, it is now stained by soil, and the color patterns in the cracks are extremely opaque and become a solemn earthy yellow color.

But on the other hand, if you have such a heavy soil color, the porcelain jar should have been renovated from the deep soil.

In the past few days, they have never seen this earthy color on the earth.

Chen Zhuo gently scraped off a layer of fine soil in the cracks of the porcelain jar with his short nails in his hand.

Su Mo saw his technique aside.

He raised his thin eyebrows slightly.

This technique...

Did you meet a Tushita?

However, if you can easily wash Luo Wu with your little finger nails, you can also find fine soil in the porcelain jar that you have washed Luo Wu no less than ten times, and pick out the trace of earth color. This skill is definitely not something that ordinary masters can do.

"Miss, did your porcelain jar pass on from your family?"

Seeing that the soil color had probably been unearthed less than a week, Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly to look at her.

"Yes," Su Mo nodded.

Looking at the little girl Yun Danfengqing nodded without changing her expression.

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

He returned the porcelain jar that he didn't care about to Su Mo.

"Are you planning to sell this jar of girls?"

When Luo Wu saw the man's posture, he knew that he must be deliberately lowering the price.

That Jingkong accent came out.

"If you don't sell it, I'll come out to make fun of you."

Wang Xian said "Hao".

That sentence, "I didn't expect to touch the Beijing one." This sentence was kicked by Chen Zhuo and swallowed it.

They are both from Beijing, so why wouldn’t this grandson come to touch the tomb?

"Will that girl offer a price?"

Su Mo has never sold porcelain.

This seems to be produced by the official kiln, but if it is really a dynasty, Su Mo has not practiced much. Although she is familiar with history books, she has not yet understood the dynasty of porcelain.

In addition, this is just emerging from the soil, and the soil masking color can easily blur the age. If the soil color is completely removed, the porcelain will be valuable.

If the soil mask cannot be removed, if you can find where it comes from and which tomb will be a great weight to increase the value of this porcelain.

So the price of this porcelain jar is really hard to set.

But the net worth of millions can be determined by the fact that it can emit a light green light from the haze at home.

It's just how many millions it is a difficult problem.

If you say that if you don’t have this brother’s life-saving money, you will float away from your eyes?

If you say too much, you may attract more suspicion.

If you can afford a million, is it just a simple waste collection?
Chapter completed!