"Hey, is that all? How long do you want to borrow it for?"

It was just a snuff bottle, Zhou Laosi didn't really take it seriously, and didn't even consider whether Zhang Yang was setting a trap to cheat him.

Because this is not the first time he has been fooled.

As long as the scammer pleases him, being cheated of some money is no big deal.

"Mr. Zhou is so generous. Let's sign an agreement. I'll just borrow it for a week. If there's any damage during the period, I'll compensate you according to the price."

"Hey, Brother Zhang, that's being too polite." Zhou Laosi waved his hand and said, "If you didn't mention signing an agreement, I would definitely mention it. But since you mentioned it, then we don't have to sign it."

"You look like a smart person, you should understand what I mean, right?"

"I understand. I totally understand." Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Since the other party has said so, he must understand, otherwise it would be like saying that he is stupid.

However, Zhou Laosi's behavior is consistent with Zhang Yang's analysis of him. It is true that when one has enough money, one can be "sincere" without any scruples.

Zhang Yang feels that he does not have the ability yet, but he is willing to learn from excellent people.

"Boss Zhou, since you've said that, I can't hide it."

"Oh?" Zhou Laosi showed a surprised expression: "Brother Zhang, do you have any treasures? Come on, take them out and show them to me."

"My dear, I don't have anything, but I have something more precious, that is - good advice."

"what?"

"It's just an immature suggestion." Zhang Yang smiled softly, pointed to the blue and white cricket jar closest to him, which was obviously from the Kangxi period, and whispered, "This thing was repaired later."

"It was broken into pieces and then put back together. The restorer has very high skills, but a machine scan should reveal the trick."

"Ah?" Zhou Laosi stood up in surprise.

He leaned down, followed the direction of Zhang Yang's finger, picked up the blue and white cricket jar, turned it towards the light, and observed it carefully.

After a while, I really found traces of repair on it.

"Blaze!" Zhou Laosi couldn't help but curse, "What a mistake! I didn't even notice the seam at that time?"

"The auction house didn't even tell me. They are profiteers. They are definitely profiteers!"

"Brother Zhang, how did you figure that out?"

"I..." Zhang Yang was about to answer, but Zhou Laosi explained on his own: "Oh, you are an expert, no wonder."

"It seems that I still have a lot to learn. Next time I go to Qingzhou, I will definitely ask you for advice, Brother Zhang."

"No problem." Zhang Yang agreed with a smile. Mr. Zhou was relatively compatible with his temper. It might be that Manager Song had laid a good foundation before the two parties met, but it was definitely because of fate.

Although there were still many problematic antiques on the table, Zhang Yang did not intend to continue talking about it, lest Zhou Laosi could not accept it.

Let’s communicate again when we have the chance!
After exchanging contact information, Zhang Yang walked out of the hotel carrying the packed snuff bottle.

The box was only the size of a palm, but it was still very heavy in my hand because the items inside were clearly priced at 500 million, not including the auction house's handling fee.

After getting the things, the next thing was easy for Zhang Yang.

Imitation is our old business.

This borrowed enamel is very different from the conventional metal-based enamel or cloisonné.

It is made of porcelain.

It is not the copper base of enamelware, but the tribute white porcelain provided by the Imperial Kiln Factory in Jingdi Town.

This is a rare type of snuff bottle that was only popular for three generations in the Qing Dynasty. During the Jiaqing period, there was no money to make it, so it disappeared. That is to say, the snuff bottle market is not popular now, otherwise it would be impossible to buy such a precious imperial product for 5 million.

Similar enameled porcelain, such as a Kangxi-style enameled peony-patterned porcelain bowl, was sold at a sky-high price of more than 18 million yuan at Sotheby's spring auction in 2.

But for Zhang Yang, such a precious thing is actually easier to imitate than a copper-based cloisonné enamel object.

Because one of the raw materials, the imperial white porcelain, is no longer a rare thing nowadays.

Although the body and glaze may not be as good as the Jingdi Town craft of the Qing Dynasty, enamel is to paint Western paintings on the outside of porcelain, which can just cover up all these weaknesses.

After Zhang Yang scanned and modeled the enamel snuff bottle, he sent it to the craftsmen in Jiangxi Province. In less than a week, the craftsmen airlifted the fired white porcelain over.

The next process can be completed directly in Master Jin’s small workshop, because the secondary firing of enamel porcelain only requires a high temperature of 600 degrees.

……

While Zhang Yang was concentrating on painting Western paintings on white porcelain, Master Zou Tianshi, who was far away in the island province, was facing one of the most important crossroads in his life.

To be precise, it should be that "Master Zhang Guoqiang" was sandwiched between the 64th and 65th generations of Masters.

Zhang Daozhen: "Brother Guoqiang, after you came here, you lived in my house, played in my place, and even had a special car to pick you up when you went out. Now I'm having a fight with my rival. As a foreign aid to Longhu Mountain, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Zhang Yijiang: "Brother Guoqiang, you can help Zhang Daozhen if you want, but can you return the money for the meal to me? It's not expensive, just 200,000 yuan."

Zhang Daozhen: "Then I will do the same. Just return the money for the hotel to me. Three hundred thousand."

“Hehe…” Master Zou smiled awkwardly.

Money? This was the thing he lacked the most. The two Heavenly Masters knew this, so they said this on purpose to embarrass him.

As for the prices of two hundred thousand and three hundred thousand, they were obviously random reports, and they were sure that Master Zou would not really settle accounts with them.

"You two, I am a reasonable person. If you want me to support you on behalf of Longhu Mountain, no problem."

"Whoever helps me settle the bill will be my supporter. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Zhang Daozheng and Zhang Yi, the two sworn enemies, looked at each other. For some reason, they felt that what the Taoist friend from Mount Longhu said made a lot of sense.

Neither of them wanted to be the one paying the price.

But he was also unwilling to let Master Zou Tianshi easily fall to the other side.

In the end, the older Zhang Daozhen was more flexible and said in a pretentious manner:
"I can pay the money and write off the debt, but Brother Guoqiang, you have to show your own value!"

"Although you can represent Longhu Mountain now, it is after all the place that our Zhang Tianshi lineage abandoned. The orthodox tradition is now with us."

"In other words, you Longhushan can only be regarded as a concubine. If you want to interfere in the affairs of our main branch, you must have strength."

"Yes, that's the truth." General Zhang Yi on the opposite side also echoed.

He treated Master Zou to a meal worth tens of thousands of dollars and had long wanted to see what the other party was capable of, but he had always been evaded before. Now he finally found the opportunity.

Both generations of Heavenly Masters stared at the old Taoist priest in front of them, wanting to hear what else he had to say.

Surrounded by two forces and dozens of Taoists, Master Zou was not panicked at all, and a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I am a concubine?"

"Even if I agree with what you said, my father's grandfather, the 61st Heavenly Master, would not agree."

"Forget it, you are a bunch of insects. I won't waste any more time talking to you."

"Don't blink, watch carefully, 3, 2, 1, sword coming!" (End of this chapter)