But when the call was made, the voice that answered was that of a dignified middle-aged man.
"Who are you looking for?"
The dignified middle-aged man's voice on the phone startled Yang Jing. Then he remembered that Mr. Yang's youngest son seemed to be a senior official in a district of Quancheng. He guessed that this person was Mr. Yang's youngest son.
So Yang Jing asked tentatively, "Excuse me, is this Uncle Yang? I'm Li Xingwen's grandson Yang Jing. I'm calling today to ask Grandpa Yang about something related to porcelain. Is it convenient for Grandpa Yang to answer the phone?"
"Oh, you are Yang Jing!" When the other party heard Yang Jing introduce himself, his tone immediately softened, "Wait a moment, I will go and call my father for you."
Yang Jing held the phone and waited for a while, and then the familiar voice of Mr. Yang came from the phone.
"Xiao Jing, what do you want from me, old man?"
"Oh, hello Grandpa Yang, I was planning to go to BJ today, but encountered heavy fog on the road, so I got off the highway in Lion City..." Yang Jing recounted the story of how he found this five-bat-holding Shouguan-ear bottle today in as few words as possible, and emphasized his feelings about the bottle.
After Yang Jing finished speaking, Old Man Yang pondered for a long time before saying, "I'll ask your uncle Yang to add you as a WeChat friend later. Take a few photos and send them to me. I'll take a look at what's going on first."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Jing waited for a short while before his phone vibrated. After clicking on it, a stranger named "I love rice porridge, steamed bread and pickled vegetables" requested to add him as a friend...
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