"Hiss..." As the old man picked up the bottle, he took a breath of cold air.

"Yangzi, this bottle is clearly a great thing! Look at the shape, and then look at the blue and white cloud pattern, especially the blue and white cloud pattern, which is not blurred like the porcelain of Yuan and Ming dynasties. This situation only appears on the blue and white porcelain of Qing Dynasty. All these show that this bottle is a great thing from the three dynasties of Qing Dynasty. Well, the weight is also right, the bottles of folk kilns are not so heavy. Good stuff, good stuff!"

When Yang Jing heard these words, he knew that Father Wang was up to something, otherwise he would never have said these words.

But Yang Jing knew that this old man taught physics and had never touched antiques before. How come he knew so many things after only two years of not seeing him?

Yang Jing nudged Wang Jiazan beside him and gave him a questioning look.

Wang Jiazan immediately understood what Yang Jing wanted to ask, and whispered in Yang Jing's ear, "Two years ago, an old classmate of my dad came from the south to visit him. They went out for a walk that day. It turned out that the old classmate liked antiques, so my dad took him to Panjiayuan. In the end, my dad's old classmate didn't find anything, but my dad, who knew nothing, accidentally bought a plate at a street stall for three hundred yuan. When he came back and asked someone to take a look, it turned out that the plate was a Doucai Lotus Pond Mandarin Duck Lying Foot Plate from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty."

When Yang Jing heard the name, his eyes widened immediately.

"No way, is the old man so lucky? Yongzheng's Doucai plate? That's a good thing. If you take out any one, it will probably cost more than two million!"

The old man next to him took over the conversation with a smile and said, "The plate I bought is not in very good condition. Some places are damaged. I can't sell it at a high price."

Aunt Wang also laughed and said, "Don't listen to the old man's nonsense. Even though the plate is damaged, if it is sold, it will be worth at least one million. The experts said that if the plate is well preserved, it will only be worth about two million at auction."

Wang Jiazan spread his hands and said, "Now you know why my dad is so obsessed with porcelain! When he didn't know anything, he could easily buy a plate worth more than one million. If he knows, who can stop him? By then, the Qing Dynasty, Yuan blue and white porcelain, and Song Dynasty five kilns will not be able to stop my lovely dad!"

The old man couldn't stand it when he heard this. He glared at his son and said, "Are you making fun of me? I'm just playing around. I won't really spend money to buy things in the market. Why are you so worried? What I'm playing is a kind of communication and experience. You, a little brat, don't understand anything. You're just talking nonsense here."

Wang Jiazan raised his hands in surrender and said, "Dad, isn't it okay that your son is wrong? You should check your bottle!"

The old man ignored his son and continued to look at the bottle with great interest.

But when the old man turned the bottle over and looked at the inscription on the bottom of the bottle, his expression suddenly changed...

"What the hell is this!" The fact that a doctoral supervisor and professor could swear at this inscription was enough to show how much damage the inscription had done to the old man.

When Yang Jing saw that the old man was so angry that he wanted to smash the bottle, he didn't care about any rules and quickly took the bottle.

Just kidding, others don't know what's going on with this bottle, but he knows the reason very well. This is a genuine Qianlong blue and white porcelain, from the official kiln. If it's put up for auction, it can be sold for five or six million in a few minutes.

You can't drop this thing. If you drop it, the five or six million will just be a noise...

When Yang Jing took the bottle, the old man realized his rashness and said with an embarrassed expression: "Yangzi, I'm so sorry. It's really that the inscription on the bottom of the bottle really irritated me. How could such a good bottle have such an inscription on the bottom? It's really disgusting!"

Yang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, now you know the strangeness of this bottle, right? This bottle is an old item in every way, but the inscription on the bottom of the bottle denies everything, which makes this bottle full of contradictions. It is for this reason that I bought this bottle. I also described the situation of this bottle to an elder in my family. The elder gave me a phone number and asked me to find this person to take a look after I arrive in Yanjing. He might be able to see something."

Father Wang nodded thoughtfully and said, "This bottle of yours is full of contradictions. You say it's a high-quality imitation, right? The person who made such an authentic high-quality imitation must be a master of porcelain making, but if he is a master, how could he make such an obvious mistake? But if you say this bottle is a genuine one, the inscription on the bottom of the bottle doesn't make sense. Oh, what a headache!"

After a pause, the old man stood up and walked to the desk. He rummaged through the drawer, took out a small notebook, flipped through the notebook again, and then said, "Yangzi, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, you can call this number. The owner of the phone is my college classmate. Although we didn't study the same major when we were in school, we have maintained a very good relationship over the years. Well, the plate I bought last time was for him to check."

Yang Jing took the notebook and was stunned when he saw the phone number on it.

"Why does this number sound so familiar?" Yang Jing thought, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket. It was the phone number he got from Mr. Yang in the morning. It turned out that the two phone numbers were the same.

Wang Jiazan, who was standing next to him, also saw the phone number on the note in Yang Jing's hand. He said in surprise, "Third brother, how do you have Uncle Cai's phone number?"

"Are you saying this phone number belongs to your Uncle Cai?"

"Yes, it belongs to Uncle Cai Yi. Uncle Cai is now a research curator at the Palace Museum, specializing in ancient porcelain. He is a true expert in ancient porcelain. I say, Third Brother, how do you know Uncle Cai?"

Yang Jing shook his head and said, "I don't know your Uncle Cai. This number was given to me by my elder. I guess my elder knows this Uncle Cai."

Father Wang beside him patted his forehead and asked, "Yangzi, is your elder also surnamed Yang?"

Yang Jing nodded, and Father Wang said, "That's right! Old Cai often told me that one of his elders settled in Tianqu, and his elder's surname was Yang. If I'm not mistaken, Yangzi, your elder is the one Old Cai mentioned."