Zhou Gou nodded, "Okay, then you stay here and watch the bicycles."
Zhou Huai, holding Zhou Yang's hand, and Zhou Miao's two children had already started searching inside the scrap metal recycling station.
Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli also went in to look for them.
Jiang Ci was lucky and quickly found two books. They were small and held in her hand. Jiang Ci took a look.
Oh dear, "Sun Wukong Thrice Beats the White Bone Demon" in two volumes.
She opened it and took a look; the little picture books drawn at that time were really good.
Jiang Ci was very satisfied, and after holding it in her hand, she went to look for others.
My eyes suddenly caught sight of a bit of blue.
Jiang Ci paused for a moment, then walked over.
It was a small bowl, but upon closer inspection, it looked more like a small jar.
The bowl has a white background with plum blossom patterns, and the inside of the rim has pine and cypress patterns.
It looks a lot like one of her antique collections, with a blue and white plum blossom pattern.
Hers is much larger than this one; it's a large blue-and-white porcelain piece, the glaze is well-fired with no overflow, and it's Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain.
Jiang Ci picked it up and examined it closely. The porcelain was small, and the pattern seemed to be drawn in one stroke, making it quite exquisite.
He flipped his finger to look at the signature below.
Jiang Ci gently raised her eyebrows.
Made during the Xuande reign of the Ming Dynasty.
Jiang Ci has collected several pieces of blue and white porcelain, the most valuable of which is a Yuan blue and white porcelain piece, but she herself does not know much about blue and white porcelain.
This is the type of product that is most easily counterfeited.
She wasn't a seasoned expert in antiques, and even Jiang Ci wasn't sure if the blue-and-white porcelain jar she held, supposedly made during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, was genuine.
It's really disheartening.
You're saying she transmigrated into a book, so why doesn't she have a cheat code?
For example... treasure appraisal and the like.
Should we accept it...?
Jiang Ci stroked the small jar, feeling somewhat conflicted.
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