The moment the tip of my tongue touched the soy milk, I wanted to stop out of inertia.
But they were so swift, almost like warriors who would never return, that they abruptly removed the cups, choking and causing them to cough endlessly.
Especially Qin Baixue, she spitted out into the trash can and rinsed her mouth frantically, trying to get rid of the bad taste in her mouth: "Xiujun, I trusted you so much, it was just a joke, you have such a cruel heart."
When she looked up, she saw the culprit bent over, holding his stomach with his hands as he laughed.
Sun Hongyan, filled with resentment, rushed over and grabbed Li Xiujun's shoulders. "You must have gone to great lengths to trick us. You drank three whole cups without blinking."
Subconsciously, he wanted to throw the person over his shoulder, but when he remembered that the person leaning on him was his roommate, he suddenly let go of the hand that was holding his wrist.
"Swallow, come on, avenge us and teach this hateful Xiujun a lesson."
Qin Baixue was afraid that the incident was not big enough, so she stood by and made a fuss.
After playing around for a while, they sat down and continued eating.
In the end, the four of them crammed in so much that there were still five or six plates of food left that had barely been touched. When they called the waiter to pay the bill, they also asked for a take-away box.
Zhang Sufen was in charge of packing the dishes into takeout boxes and listened as they asked, "Including the broken bowl, how much is the total?"
"Stir-fried vegetables are 1.2 yuan, and embroidered white jade is 3.8 yuan... plus the bowl is 20 yuan, the total is 59.8 yuan."
A twenty-dollar bowl?
She nearly trembled all over and almost dropped the plate in her hand out of fear. Adding in the cost of the meal, it was nearly thirty yuan.
This is half a year's living expenses. If I pay it back, I will be left with nothing. Besides, I was in a hurry to go out, so I only had thirteen yuan on me.
My throat seemed to be choked by something, and I heard my own voice was hoarse: "Can you make it cheaper? I don't have that much money."
The waiter rolled his eyes and suddenly became sarcastic: "Don't have that much money? Are you trying to dine for free? The tableware in our restaurant was specially purchased by the boss from the antique market. They are all genuine antiques."
"Twenty is a discount because of your spending. You can't buy it properly without thirty yuan. And you want it to be cheap. Why would you break the bowl if you don't have money?"
Zhang Sufen was so anxious that tears were about to come out. She put down the takeaway box and said, "Are you still short of staff in your store? I can work to pay off my debts. I can do anything from washing dishes to mopping the floor."
"No need. Either pay the bill and leave, or I'll have security escort you in front of the police and explain things to them. You look like students from nearby. If the school finds out, they'll probably punish you."
The first half of the sentence was quite polite, but the second half was completely threatening.
"You!" Qin Baixue took out her wallet and pulled out a hundred-yuan bill. "I didn't say I was going to run away. It's just sixty yuan. Here it is."
The waiter immediately regained his smile and politely took it over: "It's really generous of this little sister. She took so long to make me misunderstand."
The fingertips were about to touch the money, but at this moment, a voice rang out.
"A genuine antique? Nowadays, they're imitating Ming and Qing dynasty official kiln porcelain, and they dare to speak so arrogantly."
Qin Baixue subconsciously withdrew her hand and looked towards the source of the voice: "Xiujun, are you saying that this bowl is a fake?"
When the word "fake" came out, Zhang Sufen wiped away her tears and grabbed her sleeve to ask.
"Is it really a fake, Xiujun? Then I don't have to pay so much money. That's great. Thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."
The waiter watched helplessly as the duck he had secured flew away, gritting his teeth in anger: "Do you have any evidence? How dare you say our things are counterfeit? How dare students these days? If you can't afford to pay, then don't make false accusations."
The door was wide open at this moment, and many customers coming and going were attracted by the movement in the box.
They gathered outside, pointing and talking: "I'm a regular customer here too, and I've never heard anyone say that the porcelain they use is fake. This girl is probably just trying to find an excuse to avoid paying."
"Isn't the Tengxian Hotel most famous for its porcelain displays? Didn't they recently organize an event? If they didn't have some real skills, who would dare to use it as a gimmick?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. Aren't the prices clearly marked on the menu? If you can't afford it, why bother coming here to eat? Why bother pretending to be rich?"
As public opinion gradually turned to his side, the waiter became more and more proud.
"I'm not being harsh. Everyone has a mouth and can say things. You can't just finish eating our meal, turn around and break something, and then say it's fake without any evidence, right?"
Li Xiujun looked at a clown, a sharp glint in her eyes: "Since you want evidence, I will show it to you."
The waiter, unaware of the impending disaster, said with disdain, "Fine, if you can't come up with it, you'll have to pay triple the amount, and you'll have to stand in front of our store all night apologizing."
Some customers also thought that at most they should be asked to apologize and compensate according to the price. Forcing a few poor students to pay three times the fine is really excessive.
No matter what they thought, Li Xiujun didn't blink.
"I promise you, but at the same time, you have to stand at the door and apologize to us. You have to pay the bill for the meal, and you have to pay 150 yuan as compensation for mental damage."
Take out a slightly larger tile from the pile of tiles in the corner.
"Look at this piece. The glaze can be divided into glaze quality, glaze color, glaze sheen and patina. The fineness of the body and the aging of the glaze will reveal flaws if they are not done well."
"When distinguishing fake porcelain from authentic ones, the most important factor is not the painting or the inscription, but the body and glaze. The old glaze and the new imitation glaze are often very different."
What has been said has been made so clear, and it would be somewhat tactless if you still don't understand.
The same porcelain, fired at different temperatures, has different uses. The firing process, as well as the accumulation of time over many years, is what distinguishes handicrafts from imitations.
Those who don’t know much about antiques will find it unique, while those who do know will think a restaurant displaying fakes is cheap and will never set foot in it.
So on weekdays, I almost never encounter the same thing.
The waiter was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect to meet such an expert.
He snatched the porcelain shard and quickly pretended to be calm: "That's complete nonsense. Do you think that by talking about the body and glaze, you can prove that our bowls are imitations?"
"So, old customers will also know about the hotel's recent promotion, which is to guess whether the item is real or fake. If you can guess them all correctly, I'll accept it and double your compensation."
"But if you can't guess all of them correctly, or if you don't dare to agree, I'll just assume that you were just guessing randomly and that you were sent by someone else to cause trouble."
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