When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

City A, 08:30 am.

After three hours, the sun finally woke up the city from the bleary state of last night.

There is a lot of traffic and pedestrians, as long as you walk through it, you can feel a sense of haste that you can't wait for time.

A city is like a machine running at high speed, constantly squeezing vitality from the human beings living in it to maintain its own speed.While the fast-paced life has brought prosperity to the city, it has also taken poetry away from human beings.

But this fast pace also has certain advantages.

For example, now.

Feng Ling, who was in the crowd and used his paws to attack the virtual interface like no one else, didn't seem awkward at all because of the sense of isolation brought about by immersion in his own world.

On the contrary, it is this alienation and indifference that allows him to perfectly integrate into the surrounding environment.

Almost everyone draws an invisible barrier around themselves, cutting off their own world.

The farthest distance between people is no longer from the South Pole to the North Pole, but two people standing side by side, each intoxicated in their own small world.

This is an era without poetry, and it is also an era where loneliness spreads.

After tossing around for a while, Feng Ling finally pulled out the next destination from the wristband - the navigation of Jiyaxuan, where he was going to sell a few bowls to earn some credits.

The wages just settled from 7-11 are only more than 3000, which is not enough for the game warehouse or the house.The house Qiao Yu rented was in the old town, and it would be demolished at the end of the year. Before that, he needed to find a stable place to house the future game consoles.

Ji Yaxuan is nearly 2 kilometers away in a straight line, and it takes about 30 minutes to walk there at a walking speed that humans don't find too strange.

Really inefficient.

Although he dislikes the inefficiency of human travel, Feng Ling obediently follows the navigation and walks slowly along the street. His search for fate in the world of mortals needs to be substituted into the lifestyle of ordinary humans as much as possible.

When we arrived at Jiyaxuan, it was exactly nine o'clock, and the shop assistants were just getting ready to open.

"Hi, may I help you?" Seeing a customer coming, the clerk greeted the customer politely.

"Selling bowls, Yuan Dynasty egg white glaze dark engraved multicolored golden bowls."

"Excuse me, can you repeat that, please?" Hearing the other party's answer, the clerk showed a strange expression as if he hadn't woken up and heard something terrible.

Looking at the strange expression on the face of the young clerk, Feng Ling repeated with some uncertainty, "Selling bowls, Yuan Dynasty egg white glaze dark engraved multicolored golden bowls."

When the world was on the verge of death, dog feeders sent a lot of these things, saying that they had no money to sell a few. Humans like these old things.However, now it seems that human beings don't like old things anymore, why don't they carry out promotions and sell them together?I heard that human beings like sales promotion no matter what age they are.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling added another sentence at the end, "A couple."

"...Well, what is your name, Miss?"

"My surname is Qiao." Now he is wearing Qiao Yu's appearance and wearing her clothes.

"It's like this. I can't make the decision on this list. I need the boss to come in person. I'm going to call now, can I ask Miss Qiao to sit down for a while?" The little clerk thought about it.

The five-color flower-and-gold porcelain is too precious, not to mention that the possible turnover exceeds the scope of his decisions, and the appraisal alone is beyond his competence. He has no chance to touch such treasures.

Seeing that the other party was so cautious, Feng Ling secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that human beings still like old things, "That's troublesome."

Not to bother the two masters with one thing, not to mention that Jiyaxuan is the largest antique shop in City A, if it doesn't accept it here, it may be even more difficult to accept it in other places.

"Miss Qiao, please come inside." With that said, the shop assistant led Feng Ling to the back of the shop.

Ji Yaxuan adopts the retro pattern of front shop and back square in the layout.

The overall interior decoration is simple and elegant, low-key and exquisite, and it looks very pleasing to the eye. It should be a private room for receiving distinguished guests.

At the entrance is a rosewood screen with eight bas-relief carvings, on which are carved eight strange beasts from the Classics of Mountains and Seas, with their teeth and claws open, quite imposing.Walking around the screen, one can see a table of eight immortals sitting in the center on the bluestone slab, surrounded by four chairs with official hats and grand masters. The tables and chairs are all rosewood, carved with patterns of water waves and auspicious clouds. The carving and material should be consistent The door screen is made to order together.There is also an ink and wash landscape painting on the wall facing the back of the Eight Immortals table. The brushstrokes are magnificent, echoing the strange beasts on the screen.

When the waiter was seated, the clerk kept sneaking eyes on the girl's reaction.Feng Ling's scrutiny of the interior furnishings at a glance, not only did not make him feel rude, but also convinced him of its extraordinary origin.

Since she entered the store, he found that although this person was dressed in ordinary clothes, his temperament was too outstanding, making people feel the drow of the other person at first sight. A pair, the clerk has already classified it as a distinguished guest in his mind.

If this business is successful, the performance will be enough for him for a year, if not, his intuition tells him that the girl in front of him is very dangerous, and he probably cannot afford to offend.

"This year's new tea, Mingqian Longjing." The clerk served the tea while leaving, "I'll call the boss first, if you need me, please call me. Yu Pingle, everyone calls me Xiaoyu."

Before going out, Xiao Yu conveniently took down the incense burner with incense seals on it and replaced it with an electric burner with a whole piece of sandalwood on it.

Watching Xiaoyu go out, Feng Ling picked up the teacup, but saw that the tea soup in the cup was clear, with a bud and a leaf standing gracefully, taking a sip, although it was not as good as the spring tea from Qiwu Valley, it was still fragrant.

A door apart.

The girl in the room looked leisurely, sipping tea.

The young shop assistant outside the house rushed to the second floor to find Uncle Lin who was in charge.

Xiaoyu, who was trotting all the way, started to report the situation to Uncle Lin without even breathing, emphasizing that the five-color flower and gold porcelain and the other party seemed to have a different identity.

Seeing Xiaoyu rushing to call the young master after finishing talking with him, Uncle Lin shook his head with a smile. This child is still too young, and he praised everyone as a fairy.

Although he didn't care much about Xiaoyu's description, the pair of Yuan Dynasty five-color flower-and-gold porcelain in the other party's hand was worthy of his great energy, and this energy was mentioned the moment Uncle Lin saw Feng Ling clearly. Twelve points.

Because what the kid Xiaoyu said was not exaggerating at all, and it might even be a little bit inappropriate.

Although Feng Ling was facing Qiao Yu's face, but Qiao Yu's face was exactly the same. On Qiao Yu's body, she was a young girl who had just grown up to be pretty and lovely, but when she came to him, she was inevitably tainted with a coldness that was not like that of a human being in the world.

Temperament is something engraved in a person's bones, and has nothing to do with appearance.

As soon as Uncle Lin entered the door, he saw the young girl sitting on the mahogany chair with downcast eyes. Her expression was indifferent, her temperament was high, she was as bright as the feathers of a wild crane, she was not stained with dust and mud, she was as clear as the autumn moon hanging in the sky, she was not stained with vulgar sentiments, and she was dressed in cheap clothes. Its innocence cannot be compromised.

Rao Yilin has never seen such an out-of-this-world person in most of his life's experience. This feeling of meeting a fairy reaches its peak when the other party looks at him.

Indifferent, detached, as if the whole world had never been reflected in her eyes.

"Miss Qiao, it's a pleasure to meet you." After all, Uncle Lin had seen the world before, he reacted and said hello after a moment of daze.

Unable to guess the depth of the other party, Uncle Lin's attitude was extremely low, "Lin Shangqing, the one who set Yaxuan to look after the store, before the young master came, the old man entertained the distinguished guests on his behalf. If you don't think carefully, please look forward to Haihan."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Comparing the age difference between Uncle Lin and his current status, Feng Ling maintained the basic etiquette with his actions, even though he still didn't have much expression on his face, stood up and nodded to the other party, "Mr. Lin is serious. Qiao Yu , Just call me Xiao Qiao."

The girl's tone of voice didn't fluctuate much, and the ending of each word was quite crisp, which sounded as calm as jade hitting each other.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two pushed each other to sit down.

Afterwards, Uncle Lin chatted with Feng Ling, and Xiao Yu never showed up except to serve Uncle Lin a cup of tea.

And after Uncle Lin and Feng Ling got in touch, he felt that this person was indeed as extraordinary as Xiao Yu said.

Although the clothes are simple and simple, the girl's skin is fair, and the soft hair half hidden in the long sleeves of the sweater is like a white jade carving. She has a cold and distant attitude towards others without losing etiquette, and her manners are all natural and elegant, showing everywhere The pampering of young girls.

After several trials, the other party kept secret about his family background, only saying that he lived in the mountains and he came out to practice.

Based on this, Uncle Lin guessed that Qiao Yu might be a descendant of a certain hermit family, so I won't go into it further.

After about time for a cup of tea, someone knocked on the door, and an old man and a young man came out from behind the screen.

Seeing people coming, Uncle Lin hurriedly stood up and introduced them.

"This is Professor Zhang Yijie, a professor of archeology at University A, and a leader in the study of the development history of Chinese porcelain." Professor Zhang is the older one, about fifty years old, wearing a soot suit, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and has a refined demeanor , a standard professor look.

"This is our shop owner, Xu Cishu," said the young man, about 26 or seven years old, with a capable temperament and the appearance of a suit and leather shoes. Compared with the antique shop owner, he looked more like an elite in a large company.

"This is Qiao Yu."

Seeing Feng Ling, both of them had a flash of surprise in their eyes. It is really rare to see her indifferent and aloof type in this era.

Saying goodbye to each other, the four of them took their seats, ready to get straight to the point.

Feng Ling pulled the backpack from the back of the chair, opened it, took out a pair of large bowls, put it on the table, and was about to introduce it, but didn't want to look up and face the three faces in a daze, being looked at like this, he was also a little dazed for a while, I don't know what happened.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Until Uncle Lin coughed and broke the silence, "Ahem, that, Ms. Qiao, do you take all the cultural relics at your house like this?"

"..." After being asked this question, and then seeing the white gloves on the opponent's hand, Feng Ling realized that he took the cultural relics with his bare hands, scaring them.

Unexpectedly, human beings are so nostalgic, Feng Ling felt a little embarrassed, and opened his mouth to draw the other party's attention, "Please also take a look at this pair of Yuan Dynasty egg white glaze dark engraved multicolored golden bowls."

The three of them were also very face-saving. Although the girl's expression and voice didn't change much, the elves could still hear a bit of embarrassment from her words, and hurried down the steps, lined up the two bowls and began to observe.

In terms of shape, the two bowls are the same, both are open, deep belly, short ring feet, no glaze inside the bottom feet, and a water chestnut-shaped protrusion in the bottom center.The body color is white, the glaze color is clear, and the inside and outside are full of glaze.

The main difference between the two lies in color and decoration.

One has a pattern of honeysuckle lotus petals and dark peony patterns. The center of the bowl is decorated with Sanskrit characters, and the patterns are outlined in purple, blue, malachite green, and enamel glaze, and the center is decorated with gold flakes.

The other one has the Eight Treasures Ruyi pattern and is decorated with dark water ripples. The center of the bowl is also decorated in Sanskrit. The decoration is outlined in blue, white, and peacock green colors using the technique of stacking flowers and standing powder, and gold flakes are inlaid in the blank space.

Holding the magnifying glass, Professor Zhang suppressed his emotions for a long time before he said, "Judging from the characteristics of the porcelain body, glazing and decoration, it is undoubtedly the blue-glazed porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty."

"And it's a high-grade privy porcelain." Xu Cishu added.

"The multicolored decoration on the glaze also conforms to the description in the "Ming and Qing Porcelain Appraisal". It is very similar to the one at the Beijing Auction in 14. These two collections are very likely to be authentic."

Feng Ling's bowls, one mouthful at a time, became collections at Professor Zhang's place.

"However, what do you think, Ms. Qiao?" Xu Cishu changed the subject and left the topic to Feng Ling.

"..." What does he think?He looked at the white gloves on his hands, and thought it would be better to keep silent about some things?

For example, before you spoke, he believed that the name of the bowl was the name of the bowl, which was engraved darkly with five-color gold on the egg white glaze in the Yuan Dynasty, just like the dragon tooth of the Dragon Tooth Demon Sword.

Or he took them purely because of their long names and seemed to be very valuable, but he really didn't care about the specifics.

Swallowing the truth silently, Feng Ling quietly cast a small spell on the two bowls, felt it briefly, and said, "It's the real thing, cultural relics don't lie."

"Hahaha, what a cultural relic can't lie," Professor Zhang laughed heartily.

"It's really young and blue, the old man is really old," Uncle Lin also showed an appreciative smile.

"..." There seems to be some misunderstanding, he just checked the origin of the two bowls, which is consistent with what they said before.

This kind of feeling of being praised, but you don't know why you are being praised is really a bit subtle. What's more subtle is that you can't ask it out yet, and you can only respond with a humble face of "absurd praise".

"Miss Qiao's level of understanding of cultural relics is beyond my reach," Xu Cishu took off his gloves and sighed, unexpectedly, this layman's insight is unique.

People may lie, but the cultural relics that are real in front of them cannot. The ancient relics are silent, but they have the history and time engraved on them to tell them. It only depends on whether someone can understand the words it has passed through time to the present.

However, he sighed, and he didn't forget his purpose, "Ms. Qiao is sure you want to sell this pair of golden bowls of five-color flowers?"

"Correct."

"Miss Qiao, our antique business is all about fate," Uncle Lin heard Xu Cishu's meaning, and took over the words with a wink. He has always played the lubricating role of making jokes and leading the way.

No matter what their status or purpose is, what businessmen pay attention to is smoothness, and no one will be offended.

"Now, Ms. Qiao, you have really thought about it, and our Ji Yaxuan also intends to accept it. It can be said that it hits off right away, and we are bound by thousands of miles of antiques."

"Since it's a predestined relationship, we might as well open the window and speak out. If those false business stories are applied to you, I'm afraid it will destroy Miss Qiao's identity."

Speaking of this, Uncle Lin took a sip of tea in a hurry, and then continued, "There is something to explain, there are only a dozen pieces of five-color flower-and-gold porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty in existence, and we also know about your pair of porcelain bowls. It is worth a lot, but it is priceless, and it should have a price..."

Before Uncle Lin finished speaking, Professor Zhang interrupted, "I said, Lao Lin, you are not kind, why didn't you say that more than half of the dozen or so pieces are fragments, what is the price, just these two pieces The collection is so well preserved that it cannot be overstated in value.”

Hearing the conversation between the two, Feng Ling's first reaction was that the bowls were as rare as the three-legged Golden Crow back then, and he wanted to save one to bring to Lu Ya when he returned.

With a thought on his side, Daoist Lu Ya, who was far away in the heaven, shivered for no reason and spat, probably Kong Xuan was arranging him again.

"Old Zhang, you didn't demolish the Taiwan like this. The fragments of cultural relics are not cultural relics? Look at the "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains", it is a national treasure if it is two pieces different? You are still a university professor and do research every day. That's it. Thoughts?" It sounded like the two were old acquaintances, "Wait, Lao Zhang, you are not planning on this collection, are you? No wonder the person who usually has to urge you four times, this time came with a single phone call. "

"Ahem. It's not a pair, it's one piece. The one in 14 was directly auctioned for more than 7000 million yuan. Although it's not an auction now, it's worth the same amount if the two pieces are put together. You collect Yaxuan's liquidity turnover Why don't you open it? Why don't you let me have one." Professor Zhang pushed the temple and admitted quite frankly.

"No matter how you say it, you still have to ask Miss Qiao first."

As soon as these words came out, six eyes stared at Feng Ling.

"...A pair of 8000 million, how to divide it is up to you."

On the surface, Feng Ling pondered for a while, and then gave a conclusion with a blank face, but in fact, he randomly picked this number based on what they said.

He is now full of thoughts about the profiteering of antiques, two old bowls can be exchanged for more than 8000 sets of the latest full-immersion game warehouse he has seen in the mall, Qiao Yu has to work for more than 600 years without eating or drinking to earn enough.

8000 million pieces was a surprise to Xu Cishu and the others. They sang together before to pave the way for lowering the price. As a result, they had just recruited, and they lowered the price to an extremely low price, which was 5000 million pieces lower than what they had expected. Still low.

Feng Ling's straightforwardness made this transaction incredibly smooth.

However, even so, Xu Cishu still chose to calm down for a day out of caution, and agreed with the other party to discuss the contract in detail the day after tomorrow.

Although he has already moved the idea of ​​​​trading, the other party's sense of violation is so strong that people can't help but think about it.

From the perspective of temperament, this girl named Qiao Yu should be a child of a famous family, but in general, even if the children of a big family are not familiar with cultural relic appraisal, at least they should know some rules of antiques by ear. Ci Shu observes that Qiao Yu is a complete layman, as can be seen from the way she picks and places the porcelain bowl.

But if it is said that it is a liar, pretending to be a child of a hidden family, it cannot be justified.

It's hard to fake a mere temperament. There is nobility in the coldness, and at the same time, there is a bit of fairy air that does not eat the fireworks of the world. Just by looking at it, I feel that such a person doesn't bother to cheat - in fact, she did not hide it. But I don't know antiques.

Is it because his acting skills are too high, beyond his eyesight, or does he have other plans?

With all kinds of guesses going through his mind, Xu Cishu felt that he couldn't figure out the other party, and he was going to talk with the old man, Uncle Lin, and Professor Zhang in detail before making any plans.