Liu Yihang knew about her question, but he himself couldn't explain the special features of these two items.

The treasure-hunting mouse ran along the street and suddenly turned into an antique shop.

"Let's go inside and take a look at Lan Yue Pavilion!"

"OK!"

The two were just wandering around aimlessly.

As soon as the two entered, a handsome young man came over and asked, "What would you two like to see?"

"Let's just take a look around first," Liu Yihang said without showing any hesitation.

The young man made a gesture as if he was free to do as he pleased, and then said nothing more.

The antique shop was decorated in a rather grand style, and the two of them began to look at it seriously.

Using his newly acquired X-ray vision, Liu Yihang was able to see directly through the surface of objects and perceive their internal structure.

But it doesn't seem to be of any use; you can't tell the difference between real and fake.

The treasure-hunting mouse kept running around the store, which means this store has quite a few genuine items.

Unfortunately, he can't afford any of them. He can find bargains, but buying them at the price of the genuine articles is pointless; he can only look.

While the two were observing Liu Yihang, the handsome young man in the shop was also secretly sizing him up. Having worked in this line of work for a long time, he had developed a knack for remembering faces. He felt that this person looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place where he had seen him before.

Seeing the newspaper on his second uncle's desk, he suddenly remembered that he had seen it in the newspaper before; it was the story of the hero who performed a heroic act on the front page.

Unexpectedly, this person was also an antique enthusiast, and he decided to befriend him.

So he stepped forward and said, "Is there anything you two like? I can give you a 20% discount."

Liu Yihang thought to himself, "This young man seems to have a lot of power in this store."

The two smiled and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Tianhong quickly said, "Wait a moment. My name is Xiang Tianhong. Is this a treasure you just acquired, sir? If you don't mind, would you like to take a look at it together? My shop happens to have tools and items for cleaning utensils."

He noticed the small bowl in Liu Yihang's hand that hadn't been cleaned yet, and his interest was piqued, given his love for antiques.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yihang was no longer in a hurry to leave.

He really wanted to find a place to deal with these two items. He was an amateur and naturally dared not handle them casually, for fear of damaging the treasures. Judging from the treasure-hunting rat's reaction, these two items must be extraordinary.

Professional tasks should be left to professionals.

"I wouldn't call it an appreciation piece; I don't even know what it is. I just picked it up randomly from a street stall."

"Could you please help me clean this up? I'll pay whatever it costs." Liu Yihang placed the small bowl on the table and let the young man take it himself.

I learned this from that middle-aged man.

"Let's waive the fee and consider it an opportunity for young people to exchange and learn from each other."

Xiang Tianhong was very polite. She carefully picked up the bowl and examined it, but found nothing special. She then carefully placed the bowl back on the tray.

Then he led the two to a private room in the shop, which was a place for processing antiques and was filled with all sorts of tools and solvents.

"Don't worry, my grandfather is an old master. He helped restore many of the artifacts in the museum. I learned from him for over ten years, and my skills are pretty good too." This small cleaning job was a piece of cake for him; it was a skill that Xiang Tianhong was very proud of.

Xiang Tianhong's words calmed Liu Yihang down considerably. This shop seemed to be full of hidden talents; no wonder the treasure-hunting rat didn't know which treasure to look for earlier. Most of the items inside were genuine.

Liu Yihang pulled Yunyin to sit down and watched intently as Xiang Tianhong cleaned the small bowls.

The person was dressed in special clothing and wore gloves, looking very professional.

Xiang Tianhong was so engrossed in the cleaning work that the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

As the group was busy cleaning, voices came from outside.

"Young Master, the Second Master and the Old Master have arrived," the young man at the door announced as he entered.

"Tianhong?"

A middle-aged man walked in: "What are you doing here? Mr. Yuan brought over something for your grandfather to take a look at. Come and listen in too."

Xiang Tianhong pointed to what he was holding: "Second Uncle, you go first, I need to clean this out."

The middle-aged man looked at it but couldn't figure out what it was. Knowing his nephew was a focused person, he could only say, "Okay, come over when you're done." Then he went over first.

With no one disturbing her, Xiang Tianhong continued tidying up.

Since it was just some surface residue, it was very easy to clean. I only used the simplest steps to clean it.

A sky-blue porcelain bowl appeared before the three of them.

"It's quite pretty," Yunyin said, though she knew nothing about porcelain.

Liu Yihang didn't understand either, so he didn't say anything.

Xiang Tianhong examined the porcelain bowl over and over, her expression showing some surprise.

Judging from its appearance, this porcelain bowl is a typical Northern Song Dynasty Jun ware bowl, with its dazzling red glaze.

If it were true, it would be incredibly precious, but he still couldn't quite believe that someone had found such a valuable bowl so easily at a street stall.

So he suspected it was a fake, but he searched the entire porcelain bowl and used all the knowledge he had learned, but he couldn't find a single flaw.

The line between truth and falsehood often lies in a single thought. This bowl could be a priceless treasure or a worthless piece of trash.

He looked up at Liu Yihang's expression and found that he was as usual, without any surprise.

Xiang Tianhong was puzzled and unsure.

"When you bought it, did you know it was a Jun ware porcelain bowl?"

"No, I don't know anything about antiques. I just came here to visit and buy some things for fun!" Liu Yihang replied.

Xiang Tianhong didn't expect to get such an answer, which made him even more eager to know if the porcelain was genuine or not. Was there really such a thing as a "newbie protection period"?

If this bowl is genuine, this kid has struck gold. No one on the entire antique street has found such a great bargain in the past ten years.

He made a decision immediately.

"In my judgment, this porcelain bowl is very likely a Jun kiln porcelain bowl from the Northern Song Dynasty. If it is, you have gotten a great deal."

But I'm not 100% sure yet. If you don't mind, could you show it to my grandfather?

He is the president of the Tianzhou Antiques Association and a specially hired restorer for the museum; his judgment is highly regarded throughout the antique world.

Liu Yihang couldn't be happier. Although he knew in his heart that what the treasure-hunting rat found was definitely real, others didn't know.

It would be good to have someone assess it.

So the three of them got up and went to the tea room outside.

There, a sprightly old man was looking at a piece of porcelain and commenting on it.

The other two middle-aged men listened attentively. One of them was Xiang Tianhong's second uncle, and the other was definitely the General Manager Yuan he was talking about.

"Your tuition this time was well worth it. Even some masters can easily be fooled by this level of imitation if they're not careful. Take it home and keep it safe; it's a meaningful item," the old man said.