Chapter 441 Song Family White Porcelain
Jiang Xu narrowed his eyes.
Noticing her gaze, Lin Qing smiled at her friendly.
【The girl is so beautiful! 】
[He's already an expert at such a young age! ]
[However, the director didn't seem to tell any ghost stories this time? ]
[I don't even know where to start eating melons. 】
[Song Family Haunted House, the cries of the charred corpses, don't you know about it? ]
"Almost every household in Baici Town is involved in porcelain production," the mayor explained as we walked around. "Our white porcelain is especially pure, delicate, and lustrous, with a whiteness that is difficult to replicate in other production areas."
Lin Qing took over the conversation, "White porcelain is very common nowadays, but you should also notice that there are huge differences between different whites. Some have shades of green, while others are more like milky white."
"The white color of Baici Town is the purest, and the ancient white porcelain of the Song family is the best among them."
"That kind of white porcelain is as smooth as mutton-fat jade, and so thin that you can see the reflection in the light. No one else can make it except the Song family, not even the current Song family."
This objective evaluation made the mayor's mouth twitch slightly.
Although this is true, the current Song family probably won't be happy to hear this.
"Since Song's white porcelain was so famous and powerful in the past," Zhao Xin asked curiously, "why is it failing now?"
The mayor paused and sighed slightly.
"It's all because of the fire at the Song family fifty years ago..."
"Fifty years ago, a fire broke out at the Song family's home. By the time everyone discovered it, the fire was already too big to get close to. By the time the fire was finally put out, everything was burned down."
No one expected such an accident.
"But porcelain is fired at high temperatures," Jiang Xu suddenly said, "wouldn't it be burned to ashes too?"
Jiang Yue asked doubtfully, "Yes, then even if the talent is gone, what about the porcelain that the Song family used to produce?"
"That's the strange thing," the mayor said, lowering his voice, "all the porcelain has disappeared."
At that time, he was still very young and had just started to remember things. One night, he was suddenly awakened by a terrible scream. When he opened the door, he saw flames shooting up into the sky outside.
When the fire was put out, the former Song residence was reduced to ruins, and the more than ten people in the house turned into charred corpses.
What's even more strange is that the Song family's priceless porcelain has also disappeared.
Over the years, some people have wondered whether those porcelains might be hidden somewhere in the Song residence.
But those who sneaked in, without exception, were either lying in the middle of the road, next to a garbage dump, or even floating in the river when they were found.
Everyone had a high fever, talked nonsense, and shouted "there is a ghost".
"Some people even saw charred ghosts wandering the streets in the middle of the night," he rubbed his arms. "Over time, no one dared to go near that place anymore, and the Song Mansion became a haunted house."
I said, ghost stories are late but here they come.
What a shame, such a fine craft is lost.
But where did the porcelain go?
[So many were produced back then, and a lot must have been sold. There must have been some that were lost, right? Is it really true that not even one can be found?]
Lin Qing suddenly said, "But what if I say that I seem to have bought a piece of old Song Dynasty white porcelain?"
The mayor was shocked and looked astonished: "What!?"
At this moment, Jiang Xu saw that everyone around him seemed to have pressed the pause button. They all widened their eyes and looked at Lin Qing in shock.
"You, you really bought the former Song family white porcelain?"
"This... didn't they say everything disappeared? How is this possible?"
Lin Qing: "I'm not too sure, so I brought it here specially, and I want everyone to identify it."
"Hurry, hurry up, please!" The mayor was so excited that he was incoherent and his voice was distorted. "Where is the thing?"
Compared to his excitement, Lin Qing's reaction was much calmer: "I left it at the hotel."
"Okay, okay!" The mayor nodded repeatedly, turned around and took out his cell phone, "I'll notify everyone to gather at the hotel!"
Tang Yue looked at the ecstatic villagers around him and asked, "So, this has turned into a treasure appraisal show again?"
Jiang Xu glanced at Lin Qing and smiled.
Quite interesting.
When Jiang Xu and his friends arrived at the hotel, the lobby was already packed with villagers.
There were even a few white-haired old men leaning on crutches, standing in the front row to greet them.
Jiang Xu found a seat in a corner and sat down, and everyone sat down next to her.
"Has our Song family's white porcelain really been found?" A sharp and urgent female voice came over.
A well-dressed couple came hurriedly.
The man was dressed in wealthy clothes, and the woman had delicate makeup on. She looked anxious and reached out to take the box behind Lin Qing.
Lin Qing took a half step back and looked at her warily: "Who are you...?"
The man said proudly: "I am Song Jiande, the current head of the Song family. This originally belongs to our Song family!"
【??? What did I hear?】
[You're not even pretending anymore, are you just going to rob me outright? ]
Lin Qing said in a cold tone: "But it's mine now. How come the Song family not only can't make porcelain, but also can't make people?"
Mrs. Song's face turned cold: "You..."
A white-haired old man came out and said, "I, I was originally an apprentice of the Song family. Miss Lin, can you let me take a look first?"
Lin Qing nodded and took out the box.
The old man carefully picked up the vase and looked at it carefully.
Jiang Xu looked down, his eyes flashing slightly.
Song Jiande and his wife looked at each other, and a gleam of light flashed in their eyes.
The whole hall was silent.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the old man, not daring to miss any change in his expression or reaction.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and he suddenly took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "It is... it is the old white porcelain of the Song family! This seal on the bottom was carved by the young master himself. I will never make a mistake!"
“It’s really Song Dynasty porcelain!”
Song Jiande and his wife stood up excitedly, "God has been very kind to our Song family!"
Everyone exclaimed and started talking to each other in surprise.
Jiang Xu's eyes swept across the crowd. A young man heard the result with an expression of surprise rather than joy. He lowered his head and quietly retreated.
"Ms. Lin, I was too excited just now and didn't explain clearly. I wanted to ask if you could transfer this porcelain to us? Of course, you can name the price." Song Jiande's tone could not hide his ecstasy.
Faced with his eagerness, Lin Qing remained calm and shook his head slowly.
Song Jiande's expression froze.
If he could research the formula and reproduce the old Song Dynasty white porcelain, his descendants would be rich and prosperous.
Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. This porcelain must not be taken away by others.
The Song family is determined to get it!
"You also know that Song family white porcelain is the foundation of our family."
Mrs. Song took over the conversation, her tone oppressive, "Back then, this craft was completely lost. If we could research it and bring the Song family's white porcelain back to the world, it would not only be a blessing for our Song family, but also a major contribution to the entire Baici Town and to Chinese civilization."
There is no point in even pretending to say this. It is clearly an attempt to shift concepts, elevate things, and use the great cause of inheritance to pressure others.
If Lin Qing still refuses to return the Song family heirloom, then he will definitely not be able to continue his career as an expert.
[Oh my god, this face, I'm going to throw up.]
[Just now you said you wanted to buy it with money, but now you're directly raising it to the issue of Chinese justice?]
"What? I have to sell it even if I don't want to? And I can only sell it to you?"
[Why? Because you're so thick-skinned? ]
[With people like this, it's no wonder they can't make any good porcelain.]
[Beware! Don't buy their porcelain anymore!]
The atmosphere on the scene became subtle.
Jiang Yue leaned close to Jiang Xu's ear and whispered, "Sister, when this thing comes out, it really stirs up a storm."
He could see clearly that not only the Song family, but several other families were also watching them covetously.
"Isn't Miss Lin an expert? She should be able to recognize some of it. She can just keep it quietly for herself. Why put herself in danger?"
Now that someone has been targeting me, it won’t be easy to get rid of me.
Lin Qing remained calm: "Mrs. Song, please don't be anxious. Everyone, please listen to me first."
"I bought this porcelain, but since I bought it, some... strange things have happened."
The faces of several old men changed at once, and they cried out in surprise: "Another incident?"
Everyone was stunned.
Jiang Yue and Zhao Xin exchanged a quick glance.
Tang Yue whispered, "It seems there are still many secrets in this town."
The white-haired old man exhaled slowly and looked at Lin Qing: "Ms. Lin, can you tell me specifically what strange thing happened?"
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