Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

As he spoke, he twisted his fingers slightly, and the ink gourd began to spin in his hand.

Along with the rotation, the crackling sound became more frequent.

"This guy... did it!"

Seeing this, everyone suddenly realized that the so-called opening was actually created by Han Chunming.

Just as everyone was astonished, an even more unbelievable scene was discovered.

I saw the ink gourd running at high speed, and with that crackling sound, it reached its most intense stage.

"Snap!" A piece of inky black flakes suddenly fell down.

First piece!

Second piece!

The third piece...

...

"Is this...broken?" "No!" "No!"

When the dark mud fell off, the dazzling light hidden inside appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone present was stunned!

At the beginning, the inky black flakes did not fall off very quickly.

But gradually, the speed increased.

The dazzling luster beneath the cover became even more eye-catching. It was a milky white light with a soft sheen.

It is extremely delicate and dazzling against the black background.

Although it was not very clear, everyone present knew about antiques.

Just this color... clay? Purple sand?

Obviously neither! This is jade!

And it is obviously top-grade jade! Hetian jade mutton-fat jade?

Many people have started to speculate excitedly.

Of course, many more people were still in a state of shock. It turned out there was something else going on!

They had also heard many such legendary stories. There had been many such anecdotes since ancient times.

Many people use this legendary method to hide and protect some treasures.

But this is only heard in legends.

Unexpectedly, today, I actually witnessed this scene with my own eyes.

How could they not be shocked and surprised!

At this time, the black clay sculpture had already fallen off almost completely.

Han Chunming's hand trembled. The ink gourd in his hand...

Uh no, it can’t be called an ink gourd anymore! It should be a jade ornament with a gourd base that appeared in front of everyone.

Although there are still many clay sculptures hanging on it, it can be seen that this is indeed a Jade Guanyin.

It is not big, about 30 centimeters high, and the whole body is carved from white jade.

After being presented in this way, due to the lack of the contrast of black paint, it does not have the same dazzling and lustrous artistic conception as before.

But it is softer and quieter! Even under the dim night light, it is extremely peaceful.

this....

It must be the Hotan mutton-fat jade! The Hotan mutton-fat jade.

That treasure is said to be more valuable than gold of the same weight. Such a large Hetian mutton-fat jade ornament...Oh my God! Countless people screamed in shock.

Some more careful people have discovered that the style of this Guanyin statue is that of the early Qing Dynasty.

And on the base, there was a line of Manchu characters! Early Qing Dynasty! Manchu!

Add to that the size of the jade piece, and the answer is clear: this is... a treasure of the Qing Dynasty imperial family!

Accompanied by a burst of screams, countless people covered their mouths in shock.

He looked at the Jade Guanyin with extremely burning eyes.

Looking at Han Chunming again, his eyes were full of jealousy.

And in the front row were Mr. Shang and a few others.

Under the huge impact, everyone's faces turned as pale as paper.

And the one who suffered the most was, of course, Master Tang San.

His whole body trembled suddenly, and he fell backwards, stumbling back.

This scene scared many people! "Be careful! Third Master!" Seeing this, many people ran over to support him.

The Third Master, who had been so majestic just now, finally managed to stand firm.

“This is impossible!” “Absolutely impossible…”

Although he was at the booth, he was leaning dejectedly to one side, his eyes were dazed, and he was muttering crazily.

Seeing this scene, everyone was silent. Of course, the one who suffered the most from this slap in the face was Master Tang San.

But everyone present felt like they had been slapped hard in the face.

I feel like my face is swollen!

The tattered Hou on the side was pacing around excitedly and happily.

She exclaimed and muttered, "Baby!"

"Big baby!"

"This is the mutton-fat white jade Guanyin that Emperor Kangxi made as a gift to Empress Xiaozhuang Wen!"

“The most precious treasure in the palace!”

"It was later taken into the Summer Palace! It was said that it was stolen during the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance!"

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! It's hidden in here!"

Although his status as a prince with a different surname, Sun, is a bit unworthy of his title, he is well-versed in the entire history of the Qing Dynasty.

He is also quite proficient in Manchu.

Observing it from such a close distance, I quickly recognized the treasure in front of me.

At the beginning, he thought that he and Han Chunming would return empty-handed today.

Later, I saw Han Chunming's unusual behavior. I guessed there was a treasure inside!

But he never expected that this would give him such a big surprise. Imperial White Jade Guanyin!

This is no longer something that can be described in terms of money. The collection value of this treasure is worthy of being called a national treasure. Although the thing naturally belongs to Han Chunming.

But the thought of being able to see it often and have the opportunity to play with it in the future made him so excited that his whole body couldn't help but beat wildly.

And saw this scene.

Listening to the extremely excited words of the Broken Marquis, Third Master Tang was struck by lightning. Unable to bear it any longer, he sat down on the ground with a thud.

This time, even the person who had just supported him was too shocked to care about him.

Just like everyone else, there were bursts of exclamations.

At this time, Han Chunming in the field smiled slightly and ignored the crowd.

The general placed his hands on the jade Guanyin and rubbed it quickly as if washing dishes.

...

"this...."

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed again. This is a national treasure! Such a rude action... "Stop!" "You are desecrating the treasure!"

Seeing this scene, even Mr. Tang San, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help but stand up in anger, pointing at Han Chunming with an excited look on his face and scolding him loudly.

However, just after he scolded.

Then I saw bursts of black mud and sand falling from the Jade Guanyin.

The jade Guanyin, which had a lot of dirt and black paint on it just now, soon became transparent and white, without a single flaw on its surface.

Seeing this scene, everyone, including Master Tang San, was dumbfounded again.

Generally speaking, it is well known that cleaning the mud and plaster attached to such treasures is an essential process in archaeology and antique collection.

The process is usually extremely complicated and careful! It even requires the use of many special materials.

But Han Chunming actually completed such a miraculous cleaning with just his bare hands.

This incredible scene shocked everyone once again. After doing all this, Han Chunming held the Jade Guanyin in his hand. Slowly extending it forward, he presented it to everyone. He first glanced at Mr. Tang San in front of him, then looked around.

A faint voice sounded immediately: "How?" This question fell.

This ghost market street gathers many elites from Tianjin's antique world.

All the horses are silent!

After Han Chunming said those two words.

This ghost market has been full of twists and turns, and the ending of this spectacular farce is no longer in doubt.

Throughout the whole process, the two people who suffered the most were undoubtedly Young Master Shang and Mr. Tang San.

But the people present had no intention of mocking or pitying them.

Because, after all, they're not much better. Han Chunming.

This is the man who massacred Tianjin a year ago.

Once again, in an indescribable way, he made fun of the entire Tianjin Ghost Market Street.

What’s even more distressing is that this happened despite the fact that Tianjin Ghost Market had taken precautions in advance.

This explosive news spread throughout the entire Tianjin antique world shortly after Han Chunming left the ghost market.

For a time, the antique world in Tianjin was once again shrouded in an unspeakable shadow.

This time at the Antiques Bureau.

But it wasn't just Zhuang Mo, Mr. Tang San and Mr. Shang who were trying their best to get something back from Han Chunming.

In fact, that is what most people in the antique community in Tianjin think. To this end, many people are quietly planning and preparing.

The ghost market is just the first step.

But unexpectedly, this first step dealt them a heavy blow.

For a moment, many people who were originally planning and preparing with great enthusiasm felt as if they had been severely hit.

Their enthusiastic hearts were instantly chilled, leaving them with a deep and unbearable sense of defeat.

For a moment, the antique world in Tianjin, which had become frenzied and agitated due to Han Chunming's arrival, suddenly became unusually quiet.

Still in that quaint courtyard, the atmosphere in the entire courtyard was noticeably different from before.

The whole courtyard was filled with an unmistakable heavy atmosphere.

In the courtyard, there is a pavilion. It is a common octagonal pavilion. In the center of the pavilion, there is a round stone table.

Surrounding the stone table is a circle of benches carved from white marble.

At this moment, the bench was filled with young men. They were Zhuang Mo's disciples.

These disciples, having been reprimanded by Zhuang Mo during the day, had already become much more obedient and sensible. They all dispersed to prepare for their own affairs.

But they never expected that they would have to gather together again just a few hours later.

There was only one reason for all this. The Ghost Market! Han Chunming!

Even though this news had reached their ears for some time, it still shocked them deeply at this moment.

Although the group of people sat together, they all had sullen faces and were silent, you looked at me and I looked at you!

Xiang Qian and his friends' doubts about Han Chunming were harshly rebuked by their master Zhuang Mo.

But deep down, that kind of questioning thought still exists.

Therefore, when I first heard that Han Chunming was going to the ghost market, I was actually looking forward to it and ready to watch the show.

Without him.

Speaking of this ghost market, their master actually had some arrangements.