Chapter 56: The Official Kiln's Mark

  Half an hour later, Liu Yi Yang comfortably stretched his waist.

  There aren't many antiques to be conserved today, so he can finish his work time half an hour earlier than usual. Liu Yi Yang even feels a bit embarrassed for leaving early.

  He is a part-time hourly worker. If he were to switch to an unscrupulous boss, it's likely that he would have to be given quite a few things. At the very least, he should work for at least two hours before anything else can be said.

  "Lin Ge, it seems like there's less maintenance work today than usual!" Liu Yi Yang said as he walked out of the workshop.

  Lin Feng raised his head and smiled slightly: "Recently, there have been more shipments going out than coming in, and customers haven't had many things to maintain, so it's a bit less!"

  "After thinking for a moment, Liu Yi Yang said again: 'So that's how it is. Tomorrow can add more to me if the maintenance items are not enough, I can give myself a holiday, just in time to let me rest!'"

  Lin Feng stood up, walked to the water dispenser and got a cup of water, then smiled: "This doesn't count, our Xuan Ya Zhai is a big brand, it's impossible that we're short of things, being out of stock is just temporary, don't think about slacking off!"

  When speaking, Lin Feng's heart was moved a little.

  He's not stupid, he understands Liu Yi Yang's meaning. Liu Yi Yang calculates wages according to working hours, if he does more and finishes his work without anything else to do, then there is no wage for that extra time, unlike those who have been working here long-term.

  Liu Yi Yang wants to increase the maintenance costs, and even asks for a holiday, which is equivalent to working more and giving up part of his own salary. He does this completely not wanting Xuan Ya Zhai to lose out.

  Lin Feng understood Liu Yi Yang's meaning and refused.

  But Liu Yi Yang's attitude of being willing to consider the store made him very identified, and he also liked Liu Yi Yang more in his heart.

  "What's going on with Li Bo?" Liu Yiyang was about to leave when Lin Feng stopped him again.

  Lin Liang received a call from Liu Yi Yang in the middle of the night and left immediately, he hasn't returned until now. When I called him today, he was still fuming, saying something about helping Li Bo tell his son off, but Lin Feng wasn't clear on the details.

  Lin Feng knew it was Liu Yi Yang who discovered Li Bo, so he should know something, that's why he asked like this.

  "I'm not quite sure, I was sending a friend back last night and found someone lying in an abandoned small building. It scared me at the time, but then I found out that the person lying there was actually Li Bo. His condition wasn't good, so I called an ambulance!"

  Liu Yi Yang retells the story he had previously woven, a tale with both truth and falsehood, mostly true but partly false. The mixture of fact and fiction adds to its credibility.

  The fake thing in the story is naturally the part about eliminating evil spirits. This is something that absolutely cannot be said to ordinary people.

  As for the rest, apart from that nonexistent friend, everything else is true, which makes it sound believable.

  "So that's how it is! No wonder my dad was so angry. Li Bo's son is really inexcusable!"

  Lin Feng grasped his water cup tightly, his eyebrows also furrowed together.

  He was well aware of Li Bo's kindness to his father, and today his father didn't come to the store all day, which shows how angry he is. He thought Li Bo would be taken away by his children to enjoy a good life, but instead he was left in an abandoned broken building, isn't this intentionally trying to torment Li Bo to death?

  Such an unfilial son would make anyone angry upon hearing about it, let alone Lin Liang who regarded Mr. Li as a family member.

  He Linfeng bid farewell, Liu Yi Yang quickly walked downstairs. Outside, the sky was still bright, and since they had come out early today, they had saved a lot of time, which was just enough to take a good look at those few books and gain a deeper understanding of what Ouyang Xun and others had done.

  "Take a good look, this is an authentic official kiln porcelain from the Song Dynasty, it's a masterpiece. Do you know what a masterpiece is?"

  Liu Yi Yang hadn't even reached the bottom of the stairs when he heard a loud shout, and there were still quite a few people on the first floor. At this time, more than a dozen people were surrounding one corner of the counter, with several young people inside.

  "Sir, we know this is a fine piece, but today our manager and expert are not here, no one can take charge of accepting this item!" Another voice rang out, this time it was Hu Hongye.

  There were over twenty customers on the first floor, with more than half of them surrounding him, and the rest, even if they were browsing, would occasionally glance in his direction.

  Liu Yi Yang walked down the stairs and went straight in, seeing that he was coming from upstairs, the people around him made way for him to enter.

  He came over for two reasons: one was that Liu Yi Yang was a staff member of the store, and he wanted to see if there was anything he could help with; the other was curiosity, which everyone had, and he was no exception.

  As he walked in, Liu Yiyang found a young man of twenty-six or seven excitedly holding a white porcelain bowl, while Hu Hongye's face was somewhat helpless. On either side of the young man were two men with tattoos on their arms.

  This white-glazed bowl is not small, but it's not that kind of large decorative porcelain either. The glaze on the bowl is quite even and looks very good.

  "I'm only selling for 1.2 million, and I've come to deliver the money to you, but you don't want it?!" The young man shouted again, while the two sales clerks next to Hu Hongye looked at him with indignation and a hint of grievance on their faces.

  "Sister Hu, what's going on?" Liu Yi Yang walked in and looked down at the white porcelain bowl before asking Hu Hong Ye another question.

  "Xiao Liu, you've come, it's like this..."

  When she saw Liu Yi Yang, for some reason, Hu Hong Ye's heart suddenly felt a lot more at ease. The first floor had male sales staff and security guards, but they were all standing outside, not one of them came forward to approach her, which made her feel somewhat disappointed.

  Slowly, Hu Hongye recounted what had just happened.

  Twenty minutes ago, three young people came to the store with a white porcelain bowl and said they wanted to sell it to the store. The antique shop usually collects antiques, but only after being appraised by manager Lin Liang and an expert. The sales staff on the first floor do not have the right to collect antiques.

  The salesperson who was serving them at the time patiently explained and told them that the manager and experts were not there, asking them to come back the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, both experts will be here, and the manager will also be here.

  But they didn't listen at all and insisted on leaving their things in the store, saying they couldn't wait until the day after tomorrow.

  A thing worth 100,000 yuan, who in the store dares to accept it? Even if they dare, they don't have the right.

  Under the endless dispute, Hu Hongye had to come over to deal with this matter. As a result, these people refused to listen, but fortunately, they didn't say anything too outrageous, just constantly urging them to call and contact the manager and experts to come over, otherwise Hu Hongye would have called the police long ago.

  Zhang and Ye, both teachers, had something on today, Lin Liang didn't show up again, who could be called over at this time, so it's temporarily stuck here.

  "Little Liu, that's what happened. I told them to come the day after tomorrow, but they insisted on seeing Manager Lin today. However, Manager Lin kept saying he was busy and couldn't make it. What am I supposed to do?"

  After finishing speaking, Hu Hongye also looked very wronged. Such a thing is rarely seen in the store, and there have been unreasonable customers before, but never such an unreasonable person who comes to the door to promote sales.

  Liu Yi Yang took a step forward and stood beside the three young men, saying calmly: "Don't worry, Sister Hu, I'm here. Let me take a look at this small bowl first!"

  Liu Yi Yang said, pointing at the young man's hand holding a white porcelain bowl. The young man hastily put down the bowl and let Liu Yi Yang take a look.

  Liu Yi Yang looked very young, but as soon as he appeared, the attitudes of these sales clerks were obviously different, as if they could talk to him in the store. The young man then handed over his things to him.

  The white glaze bowl is really good, with a milky white color and a hint of pale yellow, giving people a warm feeling.

  Looking at the white bowl, Liu Yiyang's eyes gradually showed some surprise. The glaze color and foot of this bowl are very regular, especially the hanging glaze on the bowl is very natural, which doesn't look like a fake product at all.

  At first, Liu Yi Yang thought these people were just petty thugs trying to sell fake goods to the store. Such things had happened before, some underworld figures did this kind of thing, and besides, none of these people looked like good people at all.

  In such cases, it is usually reported to the police. The crime of extortion in an antique shop is not light and can put them behind bars for a while.

  Sometimes there are also some tough guys who leave threatening messages, but they never worry about these stores. Lin Shu has been running the antique shop for so long that he knows many people from all walks of life. After being taught a lesson by the police, they will come back and apologize specially.

  Such things happened in the past, but they were all many years ago. After knowing the energy here, few people dare to make trouble.

  Now it seems that things are not what he thought they were. At least this thing, no matter how he looks at it, can't find any flaws.

  Liu Yi Yang doesn't claim to be an expert, but he has read a lot of books, and the contents are firmly etched in his mind. It can be said that his theories are quite rich. His work is in maintaining antiques, and he has come into contact with many ancient artifacts, which can also be said to have given him a certain level of practical ability. At least for now, Liu Yi Yang doesn't think he's any worse than those small shops or street vendors outside.

  He can't tell it's a problem, either it's a high-quality counterfeit or it's genuine.

  No longer hesitating, Liu Yi Yang's spirit concentrated together, staring straight at the white bowl in his hand.

  If the eyes can't see the problem, let the spirit inspect it. If there is a spirit, it proves that this thing is real; if not, it proves that it's fake. As long as it's a fake thing, there must be flaws. With careful attention, they can definitely be found.

  Soon, a faint red mist rose from the white bowl and drilled into Liu Yi Yang's forehead, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

  This thing is real.

  The red mist didn't dissipate for about four minutes and a bit, this time was even longer than the jade ring he had picked up earlier.

  The red mist dissipated, and Liu Yi Yang's eyes widened in surprise. This was a genuine article, and it was truly a high-value treasure. The transparent red circle on the white bowl, over one centimeter thick, told Liu Yi Yang that this was an artifact from the late Tang to Five Dynasties period. Anything of such value from that time had to be a good kiln output.

  That is to say, this is a genuine Dingyao official kiln white glaze bowl.