Su Budong followed Chen Xuance to visit the Liuli Factory for an afternoon. Chen Xuance looked left and right, but he didn't mention the word "buy". Many antique shop owners pulled Chen Xuance to talk about the origin of antiques. Some said that the porcelain flowed out of the palace, and some said that which calligraphy and paintings were played by Qianlong. The story was so tortuous and bizarre. Sitting in the store, he drank a lot of tea, but Chen Xuance just greeted him with a smile and never let go.

"What, it's not the authentic one?" Su Budong asked.

"There are a few that are not bad, but they are too expensive, and they are things from the late Qing Dynasty. What should I do when I buy them?" Chen Xuance said lightly.

"But I will go to celebrate my birthday tomorrow, it's not good to have empty hands." Su Budong sighed.

"There is no suitable one, and it's embarrassing to buy and give it away. Do you think this is the reason?" Chen Xuance learned about the market conditions of the antique market in the afternoon and asked, "Bu Dong, can you lend me 100,000 yuan? I want to open an antique shop here, or stay in Zhanlong every day, and there is nothing to do." Chen Xuance's implied that he didn't want to have a meal at Zhanlong. Before this, Wang Youjun's "Ping'an Tie" was his letter of fame, and he then relied on himself.

"No problem, I borrowed you 1 million. I just discovered it. It would be impossible to enter this industry without some capital." Su Budong accompanied Chen Xuance for an afternoon, and buying antiques of 100,000 yuan was considered small.

"No, 100,000 yuan is enough. I want to go to Jin, Hebei, Henan, and Beijing antique shops, the prices have been hyped up. If you want to find a bargain, you still have to go to these provinces to check out. This is your reminder. What you can buy for 10 yuan is someone else's unrecognizable goods." Chen Xuance said.

"Then I'll go with you with the driver."

"Yes." Chen Xuance did not comment.

The two of them were a little hungry after walking around for an afternoon and came to a noodle stall on the roadside to eat noodles. After ordering 6 bowls of noodles, Su Budong found that Chen Xuance's eyes had never left the big bowl of noodles served by the stall owner.

"What's wrong? Eat noodles quickly, it won't taste good if the noodles are cold." Su Budong reminded.

Chen Xuance pushed the wheelchair to the noodle stall owner: "Boss, can I take a look at this bowl?"

"I use it for serving noodles, you can watch it casually." The noodle stall owner saw that the big customer came, so he said with a smile.

Chen Xuance brought the bowl over, looked carefully for a few more times, and then looked at the bottom of the bowl. He asked, "Is this bowl sold?"

"Do you want to buy my bowl? I won't sell it. My bowl was passed on from my dad's generation. I'm not used to changing to other bowls." The noodle stall owner said in surprise.

"Budong, I think it's good to buy this bowl and put Zhanlong back. What do you think?" Chen Xuance gave Su Budong a wink. Su Budong put down the chopsticks in his hand, walked over and took a look, and smiled and said, "Boss, can my friend take a look at something? Tomorrow is his birthday. I want to buy this bowl for 50 yuan. Do you think it's okay?" Su Budong ordered 6 bowls of noodles just now, and it only costs 1.2 cents. 50 yuan is already a lot.

"I won't sell it, I'll use this bowl." The owner of the noodle stall shook his head like a rattle.

"Boss, do you think this is OK? I asked this friend to buy a bowl of about the same size and come back for this. We will collect this bowl for 50 yuan. How about it? I have never seen such patterns and I want to go back and study it." Chen Xuance wore glasses and was gentle and could easily win the trust of others.

"Okay, I'll be back in half an hour, I'll close the stall right away." The noodle stall owner agreed.

Su Budong hurriedly wiped his mouth clean and ran all the way to the roadside stall in Liulichang to buy a bowl of about the same size.

The stall owner looked at the new bowl he bought and said, "Please put it there, give me the money, you can take this bowl."

Su Budong ordered 52 yuan and said, "You don't need to find the extra money."

"How come this happens? Although I am a small business, I mainly use integrity..." The noodle stall owner was looking for money, but found that the two of them left with bowls.

"Two strange people." The noodle stall owner shook his head and said helplessly. "What's the point of looking at the broken bowl?"

"What good thing is this?" Su Budong asked.

"It's from the official kiln, a good thing." Chen Xuance loved this bowl very much.

"What a good way? Tell me about it." Su Budong felt a little itchy when he heard it.

"This is from Xuande official kiln. It is not appropriate to call this bowl. It should be called a blue and white bouquet lotus plate."

"Xuande? From the Ming Dynasty?" Su Budong had read "What Things in the Ming Dynasty" and knew that Xuande was a generation of "Taiping Emperor".

"That's right, the porcelain from the Xuande dynasty was considered to be the master of ancient Chinese porcelain. Xuande had only been in power for only 10 years, so Xuande porcelain was not widely circulated among the people, not to mention that this was a work of the Jingdezhen official kiln, which was even more amazing." Chen Xuance said.

"Then is this thing a bit too expensive to deliver to Old Man Su?" Su Budong said worriedly. In fact, when he saw the good thing, he wanted to collect it himself.

"Are you a Pixiu?" Chen Xuance said angrily: "After all, it's your second master. It's the first time you're here to send this to the door."

"Okay, that's all for him. When I go back, I'll find a brocade box to put it on. It's too eye-catching to send it directly like this." Su Budong said with his heart torture.

"Bu Dong, these things are treasures left by our ancestors. As long as the things are collected in the hands of the Chinese, no matter who they are, we welcome them. However, this thing cannot be derived from the Chinese territory, otherwise it will be disrespectful to our ancestors, right?"

"I understand what you mean, don't worry, I won't sell these things to foreigners. Even if they bid higher, is Su Budong a person who is short of money?" Su Budong said.

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The next day.

Su Budong carried the brocade box to the address given to him by Su Shaobai. Inside the brocade box was a congratulatory message written by Chen Xuancemo, "Long-lasting and long-lasting and elegant deer fur three joys in life; civilization enjoys the freedom of the New Year, the dove sticks the sky protects the nine-ru."

When he walked to the entrance of a hutong courtyard, Su Budong knocked on the door a few times.

After a while, a female voice in the door asked, "Who?"

The door opened slowly, revealing half of a young woman's face.

"I'm here to celebrate my birthday." Su Budong briefly explained his purpose.

"Oh, put down the things, you go." The young woman didn't look at Su Budong and wanted to take the brocade box.

Su Budong knew that this thing was expensive and he was not willing to let people go. He was not the one who suffered a loss.

Pushing the young woman's hands away without hesitation, Su Budong stepped out his feet and entered the door.

"Hey, who are you?" The young woman got angry and blocked the door and refused to let Su Budong enter.

"My surname is Su, and Su Xiangchen is my second master." Su Budong was not polite and reported to his house.

"Bad, Su Xiangchen is your second master? Then you should call me aunt, I don't know you, my nephew!" The young woman intervened and laughed.

"Hello, aunt." Su Budong gave the young woman a face.
Chapter completed!