Repairer

Early the next morning, when Su Xiaofan was still lying on the bed, there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, Xiao Su, you haven't gotten up yet."

Looking at Su Xiaofan who came to open the door with sleepy eyes, Zhao Zhengshan laughed, "It's better for you young people to sleep well. At my age, I can't sleep if I want to sleep more."

"Uncle Zhao, I'm sorry, I'll meet you later, I'll wash up and we'll leave."

Su Xiaofan scratched his head in embarrassment, yesterday he made an appointment with Zhao Zhengshan, today they will go to Yanjing's antique market.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll take you to have some authentic Yanjing breakfast later." Zhao Zhengshan waved his hand and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Su Xiaofan's speed was very fast, and the two of them left the door after five or six minutes.

"I'm not used to this taste."

Drinking the most authentic Yanjing bean juice in Zhao Zhengshan's mouth, Su Xiaofan made a bitter face, he really couldn't enjoy the taste.

"If you are used to eating or not, you have to try it." Zhao Zhengshan said: "I also stayed in Yanjing for several years before I got used to this breakfast."

"Uncle Zhao, where are we going to go shopping today? Are we going to Pan Garden?"

Su Xiaofan asked, he knew that Zhao Zhengshan studied Chinese medicine in Yanjing, plus the time of practice, he stayed in Yanjing for about eight or nine years, and later he was not used to the fast-paced life in big cities, so he returned to Luochuan .

"Pan Yuan's place is almost becoming a tourist attraction, but now it's all about selling literature."

Zhao Zhengshan shook his head, "If you want to go to the store, it's Liulichang, and Jingxintang also has a branch there, but today we go to the antique street in the northern flea market, there are a little more good things there, maybe you can pick them up leak."

"Okay, listen to Uncle Zhao."

Su Xiaofan didn't have any objections. He also knew that although Pan Yuan had a great reputation and almost became a holy place in the national antique market, the more it was like this place, the lower the chance of producing good things.

As for the Liulichang that Zhao Zhengshan mentioned, Su Xiaofan also knew that Yanjing's time-honored brands are there, but Liulichang has no street stalls, so if you want to buy things, you have to go to the store, and people who like to search for treasures seldom go there.

The longer he spent with Zhao Zhengshan, the more Su Xiaofan admired the Zhao family's tutor.

Although the family has a net worth of tens of billions, Zhao Zhengshan really acted like an ordinary person. He didn't even take a taxi after breakfast, but took Su Xiaofan to the subway, and even reversed the car in the middle, which cost more than one hour. Hours came to the antique market.

"I'm familiar with it here."

When we came to the antique market, Su Xiaofan couldn't help laughing when he saw the bustling crowd and the two rows of stalls on the street.

Although the street stalls here are really street stalls, the stalls are spread directly on the ground, but the antique market is the same, Su Xiaofan looked at the stall owners, they are all similar to Luochuan's.

"Xiao Su, do you want to compare and see who can pick up the leak?"

Zhao Zhengshan was also very excited to come here. The school he used to study for graduate school was not far from here, and he would come here almost every week, and now he was revisiting the old place.

"Uncle Zhao, I can't afford good things."

Su Xiaofan shook his head again and again, Zhao Zhengshan's body is thicker than him by a single hair, so how can he compare himself with him.

"Hey, what we're comparing is eyesight, not wealth. If I want to buy expensive ones, I'll go to Liulichang..."

Zhao Zhengshan waved his hand and said, "Let's each buy something that doesn't cost more than 3,000 yuan and see who can pick it up, how about it?"

Zhao Zhengshan likes to collect, just like the feeling of picking up leaks.

When he was in school, there were still many good things in Yanjing's antique market, and he could find one or two from time to time, but today, the chance of missing something is getting smaller and smaller.

"Okay, Uncle Zhao, you have to let me order."

Su Xiaofan nodded and agreed, with the restoration system in his mind, it was purely based on his eyesight, even if an expert from the museum came, Su Xiaofan would not be afraid of him.

"Okay, how about one person watching at the other side, and we'll switch places when we get to the end?"

Most of the antique streets are similar. Like Luochuan, there are street stalls on both sides of a street, and a road is left in the middle for tourists to pass. When they encounter roadside shops, the street stalls also give way.

"good!"

Since being hospitalized by lightning, it was the first time for Su Xiaofan to visit the market in a serious manner, and it was in a place he was not familiar with, so he was a little bit looking forward to it.

After saying hello to Su Xiaofan, Zhao Zhengshan started to look around, he looked carefully, he stopped in front of the first stall, squatted down and started arguing with the stall owner.

Su Xiaofan smiled, walked to the booth on the other side and looked.

The stalls in the antique market are usually not classified.

In other words, you can see porcelain, bronzes, calligraphy and paintings all placed in one stall, and most of these stalls are purchased from the art wholesale market.

Crouching down, Su Xiaofan also looked at each piece, he did not directly choose to use the repair system to identify, many things are fake at first glance.

Only when he encounters an object that Su Xiaofan doesn't quite understand, he will focus on it or start to look at it, so that the information of the object will appear in his mind.

Those stall owners saw that Su Xiaofan was young, so they didn't bother to greet him.

"It's really not easy to pick up the leak now."

After looking at seven or eight booths in a row, Su Xiaofan didn't see a single "old" object, they were all modern handicrafts, at best a few handicrafts were good, but they had nothing to do with antiques.

"Boss, which kiln opening did you dig?"

Su Xiaofan squatted in front of a stall selling broken porcelain pieces. There were quite a lot of porcelain pieces on this booth, stacked on top of each other to a height of seven or eight centimeters.

"Hey, buddy, let me tell you, I have all the porcelain pieces from the Jun Kiln, um, and the Ding Kiln. I have all the pieces from the five major kilns."

The stall owner was not very old, and was reading a novel on his mobile phone. When he saw someone coming from his stall, he immediately put down his mobile phone.

"Brother, the five kilns of 'Ru, Guan, Ge, Ding, and Jun' have all been played to pieces by you.\

,"Su Xiaofan laughed when he heard that, in the antique market, anyone who sells porcelain, regardless of whether it is finished or broken porcelain, must be named as the top five kilns.

"Hey, buddy, you can't say that. My broken porcelain really has five kilns."

The stall owner was unhappy when he heard Su Xiaofan's words, "Let me tell you, experts from the Xingong Museum often come to my place to scour for porcelain pieces. Don't believe me, take a look at the photo of me and Teacher Zhou. By the way, Teacher Zhou. do you know it?"

In case Su Xiaofan didn't believe it, the stall owner held the mobile phone in front of Su Xiaofan, and it was indeed a group photo of the stall owner and a person in Tang suit.

"Well, I know, it's an expert from the New Palace Museum."

Su Xiaofan nodded. As the saying goes, in times of troubled times, gold is flourishing in times of antiques. In the past twenty years, it can be said that the antique market has flourished. Various online and offline treasure-appreciating activities are common, and many so-called "experts" have emerged. ".

Of course, although most of them are experts in peddling dog meat, there are also many with real talents and real learning. The teacher Zhou mentioned by the stall owner is an expert from the Xingong Museum, and he has profound knowledge in the identification of antiques, miscellaneous items and porcelain.

"Brother, let me tell you, these porcelain pieces of mine were all collected by my grandfather from the places where the kilns were unearthed."

Seeing Su Xiaofan inspecting the tiles on the booth, the stall owner cheered up, "I haven't been willing to sell it for so many years, that is, I'm a prodigal. I took out the things from my ancestors, so you can catch up."

"Brother, if you tell the story again, I will leave."

Su Xiaofan waved his hands dumbfounded, he didn't come to this porcelain stall to pick up leaks.

Although there is a saying that a piece of broken porcelain is worth a thousand gold, except for the legendary "chai kiln", the price of most broken porcelain is not high, because broken porcelain cannot be auctioned, and the collectors are relatively small, so they are destined to sell Not on the high price.

Su Xiaofan came here because he wanted to see if the repair value in his mind could repair these completely broken pieces of porcelain.

[Repair value: 7 points! 】

[The broken porcelain of the Jun Kiln cannot be repaired! 】

Picking up a piece of broken porcelain, the words irreparable appeared in Su Xiaofan's mind.

But to Su Xiaofan's surprise, what he was holding in his hand were really broken pieces of Jun Kiln porcelain, the stall owner didn't just talk about it, there was still something.

"Is it impossible to repair the main object if it is incomplete?"

Su Xiaofan thought in his mind, "Then if we can collect all the pieces of a Jun kiln porcelain, is it possible to restore a real Jun porcelain?"

Looking at the thousands of pieces of broken porcelain, Su Xiaofan felt a little excited. With so many pieces of broken porcelain, maybe a complete piece of porcelain could be made.

"Brother, do you want to buy it or not?"

Seeing Su Xiaofan standing in front of the stall, the stall owner was a little dissatisfied, the antique market has such a large traffic flow, Su Xiaofan blocking here will only delay his business.

"Buy, brother, how do you sell this piece of porcelain?" Su Xiaofan picked up the piece of Jun kiln porcelain in his hand.

"For the official kiln, you can just give two hundred." Seeing that the business came, the stall owner also got a little bit of energy, and quoted a price casually.

"One hundred yuan!" Su Xiaofan returned the price without looking up.

"Brother, if you really want it, the minimum is one hundred and eighty." The stall owner looked displeased.

"Fifty!" Su Xiaofan continued to quote a price.

"Dude, don't make fun of me, you really want it, and I'll give you one hundred and fifty."

"Thirty, don't sell me and leave!"

Su Xiaofan stood up, he knew the psychology of these people in the antique market very well, because he himself was one of them.

"Hey, big brother, you are my big brother, how can you keep lowering the price. Thirty, just thirty, here you are."

The stall owner was about to be told to cry by Su Xiaofan, he knew earlier that he would give the other party a hundred yuan, and he wanted to make more money, instead the more he negotiated the lower the price.

"Okay, you won't suffer, I don't want this one, I'll pick some more and settle the score together."

Su Xiaofan asked the stall owner to bring over a small basket, put the piece of Jun porcelain into the frame, and squatted down again.

"Well then, I'll wholesale it for you."

The stall owner was overjoyed when he heard it, and gave Su Xiaofan a Maza, and asked him to pick it out slowly, and started paddling again with his phone in his arms.