The shopkeeper of the porcelain shop became more and more confused, but he still replied with a smile:

"There are porcelain kilns outside the city, but the best large porcelains need to be cooked and purchased at Jinan Mansion. Customers need to customize them and tell the small ones that can be obtained in one month."

"No need to be so troublesome. I just want this porcelain jar, forty-five cents per, I want four thousand!"

The shopkeeper, who had been confused for a long time, was shocked when he heard this. He thought that the customer in front of him had a burnt head or was looking for trouble in this store. But seeing that Li Meng's expression was serious and not like a joke, he asked carefully:

"This customer, this jar is only 35 cents. If you buy it in large quantities, the price will be easy to negotiate. These jars are all inferior porcelain..."

"What I, Li Meng, want to do, naturally has his own reasons. You, the shopkeeper, are interesting, why don't you make money?"

While speaking, Li Meng took out ten taels of silver from the cloth bag on his waist and handed it to the shopkeeper as a deposit. When the shopkeeper heard the words Li Meng, he immediately shuddered all over his body and did not dare to say a word. He thought that this fierce god was incompatible with the porcelain shop. What was he going to do? Suddenly Li Meng asked again:

"If this new porcelain seems to be used as a used product, what's the solution?"

The shopkeeper of the porcelain shop replied subconsciously:

"It is said that the porcelain was cooked in soy sauce, and then dried and the smell was dissipated. It looked like a used product. It was all an antique business..."

Speaking of this, he quickly stopped talking and sweated all over. The shopkeeper thought to himself, could this Li Meng go to the antique business and use these thousand porcelain jars to make old deceptions. If he said it, he would probably be killed and silenced. Li Meng continued:

"I'll add you two pens to each jar, and it's all made me old."

What else could the shopkeeper say? He just agreed repeatedly. After Li Meng got the matter done, he felt very relaxed and was in the mood to look at the porcelain in the store. Looking at these porcelains, Li Meng was also thinking in his heart that if these goods were considered antiques in modern times, the price would definitely increase by dozens of times.

He was walking around there, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to say anything. He was messed up by the porcelain jars mentioned just now. He sat down and earned at least thirty taels of silver. This was a big profit, but it was hard to say whether there would be risks in the future. However, Li Meng's reputation was so powerful that he could not afford to offend him.

The best porcelain in this store is the porcelain horse placed in the store. This porcelain horse stands on the base in a regular manner, which is different from the porcelain horses before the Yuan Dynasty that Li Meng saw when he visited the museum in modern times. Although those porcelains are not as delicate as the horse in front of him, they have a lot of flying charms. Although Li Meng does not know any artistic shapes, he can still feel that the porcelain horse in front of him is dead. Although the porcelain horses in the Tang and Song dynasties and before are rough, they are full of vitality.

After coming to the Chongzhen period, Li Meng rarely relaxed and stared at the porcelain horse, but Li Meng fell into deep thought. The lifelessness of the porcelain horse was not sure whether it meant that the national and national fortune at this time was at its most declining stage.

Every Chinese who has received junior high school education in modern times knows that in more than ten years, China will fall into the darkest three hundred years in history...

Li Meng suddenly felt that the store was very quiet, and then woke up from his thoughts. Looking behind him, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper didn't care about greeting the customers and stared at him nervously. Li Meng also knew that his reputation was quite scary. The shopkeeper and shopkeeper of the porcelain shop probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

He felt a little embarrassed and pointed to Guanyin who was on the porcelain next to him and said:

"You Guanyin looks simple, but when you are shining with light, it looks a bit colorful. I once saw a porcelain Guanyin in the capital. It is crystal clear. Whether it is in the dark, it looks like it is condensed from blue water. Not to mention burning incense and praying, even if you look at it, your body and mind are afraid of quietness."

If the shopkeeper of the porcelain shop knew what Li Meng was like a year ago, he would definitely be shocked. This was not something that a foolish soldier who had never left Jiaozhou and could tell the words. However, when he talked about his business, the shopkeeper's mood was much calmer and he exclaimed:

"I really have such skills. I'm afraid I won't be able to see it!"

Li Meng smiled and thought that he was not so embarrassed at all. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a faint female voice coming from the store:

"What Mr. Mr. must be talking about is the blue jade porcelain from the Song Dynasty. The porcelain scriptures say that between the Emperor Zhenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty and the reign of Renzong, three kilns were burned. Now, except for the capital, it is said that there are wealthy families in Suzhou and Songjiang. I wonder where did Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr.?"

The voice was very light and spoke very slowly. It sounded like a very young girl. Li Meng was a little surprised. Looking at the shopkeeper of the porcelain shop, the shopkeeper hurried forward and whispered:

"I am the daughter of the magistrate. I like porcelain very much. I came to my store to see it several times, and my little wife greeted me in the inner courtyard."

While talking, a girl walked out of the inner door. When she saw the men in the room, she immediately lowered her head with a flushed face. The shop owner turned his head and drove the guys out of the shop. He lowered his head and did not dare to raise it, and shouted loudly there:

"You damn woman, didn't you ask you to greet Miss Yan?"

The women's atmosphere in the late Ming Dynasty was quite open, but it was always inconvenient for young men and women. Although Li Meng didn't have much contact, he knew the general rules. He glanced at him and was about to turn his head. But after a look, Li Meng immediately held his breath. He had seen this girl, the girl in pink and group clothes he saw when he carried salt into the city on the bank of the river.

Almost a year after that meeting, Li Meng often thinks of this girl, and the girl strolled on the river bank and her beautiful figure walking among the willow branches. The beauty and gracefulness of a classical woman made Li Meng always feel very fascinated.

He also knew that there were too many uncertainties and emergencies in this era. He had never expected another encounter, but he did not expect to meet again today. He met in this porcelain shop by a tragic spell.

Miss Yan, the daughter of the magistrate, also lowered her head and said softly:

"I just heard this gentleman talk about Qingyu Guanyin, and I guess he also knows porcelain. Can I tell the little girl about the luster of this Qingyu..."
Chapter completed!