The public toilet here is at the end of the corridor, more than ten meters away from the ward where Ali lives.
When Jiang Shanshan rushed there, he suddenly met an old man on the way who was talking mysteriously to a young man.
Jiang Shanshan was not a nosy person and had no intention of meddling in other people's affairs, but the words "family heirloom" and "antique" happened to float into her ears.
This made her slow down her pace and her ears perked up towards the two of them.
"Please take another good look at this thing. This is a family heirloom from my husband's family. It can't be fake. Please take another good look at it." The old woman was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes as she begged the young man.
The young man looked at the white jade porcelain in her hand with a completely indifferent look. "Auntie, I've already told you that this porcelain in your hand is just a little prettier, but it's a bit fake to say it has hundreds of years of history. Anyway, this is the only number I can give you. It's up to you."
The man held up five fingers.
The old woman anxiously touched the white jade porcelain in her hand and said, "Impossible! This is passed down from my mother-in-law's mother-in-law. How could it be fake?"
"Okay, okay, if you don't believe me, forget it. It's up to you whether to sell it or not." After saying this, the young man left with a look of impatience on his face.
The old woman held it and cried silently, helplessly.
Jiang Shanshan, who had walked forward a few steps, took two steps back and stood in front of the old woman.
"Auntie, can you let me see this porcelain?"
The old woman glanced at her, hesitated for a few seconds, and then handed over the white jade porcelain in her hand.
After Jiang Shanshan thanked her, she began to look at the porcelain bottle carefully.
According to the book, if you want to distinguish the quality of porcelain, you must first look at the composition of its body and glaze.
At this moment, the body and glaze of the porcelain in her hand were very smooth, and the glaze color was pure. It was obvious that this composition could not be produced in modern times.
But she was sure that this porcelain was a very old and valuable item.
"Auntie, are you planning to sell this porcelain? It's such a good thing, why don't you keep it for yourself?" After finishing the appraisal, she looked up at an old woman who was staring anxiously at the porcelain in her hand and asked.
The old woman's face lit up with joy, but then dimmed again. "Even a young woman like you can tell that my stuff is good, but how come that man couldn't see it? If someone at home wasn't in urgent need of money, I wouldn't be willing to sell my heirloom."
Hearing this, Jiang Shanshan realized that the man was in trouble and had no choice but to sell this heirloom.
"Auntie, if you really want to sell it, then sell it to me. You name a price." Since the other party needs money and she is very interested in this porcelain, she might as well buy it. This way she can help the old lady and fulfill her own hobby.
When the old woman heard her words, she was so surprised that she took a long time to come back to her senses. "Lady, are you serious? Do you really want to buy this porcelain from me? Aren't you afraid that it's fake?"
She had heard the young man say no less than ten times that this thing was fake, which made her doubt whether this family heirloom was real.
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