Chapter 1: Let me go!

  I can finally go online and update~~~~(＞_＜)~~~~, yesterday a little mouse bit through the school network center's wires, so it was a tragedy..... updated at 8pm.

  Wang Ke came to the stall and casually picked up a Qinghua porcelain plate, which should be from the late Ming dynasty in terms of its texture.

  The plate looks very good, it appears to be more dignified, the border is decorated with 16 open lights, eight large open lights inside are painted with bamboo patterns and flower and fruit patterns, eight small open lights inside are painted with tassel patterns, the layering is very clear, the center of the plate is painted with lotus pond mandarin duck pattern.

  At first glance, the quality of this blue and white porcelain plate is still good, but upon closer inspection, Wang Ke discovered that something was off.

  The lotus pond mandarin duck pattern painted on the plate looks childish and the composition is not true to life, the blue and white glaze has a slightly greyish tone, and the glaze surface appears dull and lacks luster.

  Fake.

  Wang Ke let out a light sigh and put down the ceramic plate in his hand.

  The stall owner had been observing Wang Ke all along, originally thinking that this unfamiliar young man was not a connoisseur, but seeing Wang Ke put down the porcelain plate and the expression he showed, he knew he had misjudged him.

  Are young people nowadays so formidable at such a young age?

  The stall owner was somewhat surprised.

  Wang Ke looked at several of them, but didn't find any genuine ones. He also knew that it was hard to come across genuine items on Antique Street, and once they appeared, they would be snatched up by a group of experts in no time.

  It seems that picking up bargains is not as easy as it looks.

  "Brother, which one are you looking at? Don't worry, I have a good reputation here and the price is absolutely fair."

  The stall owner looked at Wang Ke one after another and was dissatisfied with several of them, so he spoke up.

  Wang Ke put down the ceramic bowl he had just picked up and asked helplessly: "Boss, don't you have any good stuff?"

  The meaning of "good stuff" is genuine goods. Wang Ke, who has been on Antique Street for half a year, would not be foolish enough to directly say the word "genuine". Saying so would damage the reputation of the boss and offend people.

  "Good stuff?"

  The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you, little brother, are a connoisseur. Since that's the case, I won't hide anything from you either."

  While the stall owner was getting things, Wang Ke's eyes casually swept over the stall again. Although he had already looked at them earlier, it wouldn't hurt to review his knowledge of antiques since he had nothing better to do. Anyway, most of them were fake.

  Just as he had read halfway through, Wang Ke felt another intense stabbing pain in his eyes, this time more painful than before and lasting longer.

  A sharp stinging sensation made Wang Ke's heart let out a low growl, and his entire body slightly trembled.

  Why does it hurt so much?

  Isn't aftereffect supposed to be over soon? Why is it so long this time?

  Wang Ke is now worried that it's not his eyes that will have problems, but rather that he'll be tortured to death!

  It really hurts too much and has already exceeded his tolerance.

  Can't just sit and wait for death, fight!

  Wang Ke clenched his teeth tightly and endured the intense pain, mobilizing the true energy within his body to slowly gather around his eyes.

  He did this just to alleviate the pain, if it's unblocked then there won't be any pain, and if there is pain then it must be blocked somewhere. The true qi has the function of relaxing the channels and collaterals, which can alleviate the pain.

  He had no time to consider the consequences of gathering his true energy and could only give it a try.

  Just as he was foretelling that a severe pain would come when the true energy gathered around his eyes, the eye pain suddenly eased up a lot.

  What's going on?

  This situation made Wang Ke stunned for a moment, and then delighted. Could it be that true energy really can alleviate eye pain?

  As he thought of this, he immediately gathered more true energy and concentrated it around his eyes. To his surprise, the pain indeed subsided.

  Haha, I'm finally done worrying about this damn pain.

  Having just suffered inhuman torture like hell, he suddenly felt a sense of going to heaven, how could Wang Ke not be excited.

  Huh?

  Wang Ke raised his head and looked at a copper-made golden toad on the stall, and the situation in front of him made him pause for a moment.

  The golden toad had only three legs, with the Big Dipper Seven Stars engraved on its back, holding two strings of copper coins in its mouth, and the Tai Chi Two Instruments on top of its head. Its feet were treading on a pile of ingots and copper coins inscribed with "Attracting Wealth and Treasure", but despite being such an ordinary symbol of wealth, it saw a wisp of white air above it, and wisps of white air around it were surging towards it.

  What's going on?

  Where did you get the nerve?

  What is this smell?

  Wang Ke stared at the scene in front of him in shock, feeling that this white gas was different from the true energy inside his body. The energy of the true energy was more impactful, while this one was very gentle, and he could hardly feel the existence of energy, and if he wasn't careful, it might not even be considered as incense smoke.

  The puzzled Wang Ke couldn't help but look at other parts of the stall, and among the several antiques in front of him, only a Pixiu jade pendant was filled with white mist.

  If it were said that all antiques had white mist, he might have thought about whether his own eyes were problematic, but now only two are full of mist, what's going on?

  At this time, the stall owner stood up and took out a golden yellow large goldfish, rushing towards Wang with a mysterious smile: "How about this?"

  Wang Ke's mind was now completely on the white mist, and he didn't even see the stall owner's proud expression of introduction, only nodding in response.

  The stall owner saw Wang Ke's emotions were not high, and he smiled mysteriously again, saying: "Little brother mustn't underestimate this golden dragon fish, it is a treasure. Absolutely good stuff?"

  Legal instrument?

  Wang Ke's interest was piqued upon hearing this, he had only heard of magical artifacts but had never seen one before.

  There are three types of Faqi, one is formed naturally by absorbing the energy of heaven and earth in a good location, another is worn or made by Feng Shui masters after a long time, and the other is opened by high-ranking monks. Any of them can change the Feng Shui of a place, making a person or a store prosperous or avoiding great disasters.

  The first and third are relatively rare, after all, it's hard to form naturally, and high-ranking monks won't casually consecrate them. Moreover, there are few high-ranking monks in the first place. Therefore, very few people pay attention to these two types of instruments, and almost no one believes they exist. Wang Ke naturally doesn't believe either.

  The second is more numerous, the five-thousand-year history of China has given birth to countless talents and Feng Shui masters, naturally many things they made and used have been passed down.

  But this is just relative.

  Wang Ke took the golden dragon fish and observed it carefully, but couldn't find anything unusual. He looked at the stall owner with a puzzled expression and asked: "Boss, how did you know this is a magical artifact?"

  "How could you not know? Hehe, I've had the abbot of Pu Zhao Temple perform a consecration ritual for me, so it's definitely a spiritual instrument."

  The stall owner smiled and said with a smile.

  Enlightenment?

  Is this blessed?

  What's the difference?

  Wang Ke became even more perplexed, and after looking for a while longer, he still didn't discover anything. Helplessly, he put down the goldfish and turned his head to look at the golden toad, his heart involuntarily stirring. He immediately asked the stall owner, "Boss, what is this? The way you've placed it seems quite special?"

  "This one,"

  The stall owner proudly introduced: "Don't look at my small stall, this is the treasure of my stall, the real Feng Shui artifact Jin Chan! I spent a lot of money to buy it, and I made a fortune all thanks to him!"

  "Is this also a Feng Shui tool?"

  Wang Ke was shocked by what he heard and immediately thought about the white mist on the golden toad. What is it? Is it something unique to a true treasure?

  If so, then shouldn't that Pixiu jade pendant also be a magical artifact?

  At this thought, he couldn't help but get excited, could it be that he would be able to see what a true treasure was?

  Just then, Wang Ke's eyes suddenly went dark and his body involuntarily softened, fortunately he supported the stall in time, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

  Wang Ke hastily checked his own body and found that the true energy inside him was almost depleted.

  What's going on?

  How can it be consumed so much?

  "Are you okay?"

  The stall owner saw the young man in front of him suddenly wanting to faint, and hastily asked, but don't faint in front of my own stall, how unlucky!

  Wang Ke waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then looked up unintentionally at the Golden Toad. Suddenly, he found that the white mist on it had disappeared. He then looked at the Pixiu jade pendant and found that it was also gone.

  Could it be...

  Wang Ke suddenly thought of a possibility that made him extremely excited, could it be that he had special abilities?

  Infusing true energy into one's eyes allows one to see the genuine characteristics of a treasure, but it will consume a lot of true energy; there is no other explanation besides this.

  It's a blessing in disguise!

  Wang Ke was excited to think that he had obtained a special eye that could identify magical equipment, and when the time came, picking up treasures would definitely be effortless!

  However, he still didn't dare to confirm that what he saw was a treasure, what if it wasn't? Wouldn't that be getting excited for nothing? He decided to buy the Pixiu jade pendant himself, and then he wouldn't have to fantasize about it anymore. The boss definitely wouldn't sell it.

  Seeing Wang Ke was fine, the stall owner slightly let out a breath. At this time, someone else came to the front of the stall, and the stall owner turned away from Wang Ke to attend to other customers, which also gave Wang Ke the opportunity to look at the Pixiu jade pendant.

  Without hesitation, Wang Ke reached out and took the jade pendant. As soon as it was in his hand, a cool sensation immediately passed over him, giving him a refreshing feeling like a spring breeze.

  Wang Ke was startled in his heart, and in these six months, he had not been in less contact with antiques, but for the first time, he had this feeling.

  He bowed his head and carefully examined the Pixiu jade pendant in his hand. The Pixiu was hollowed out in the middle of the jade pendant, but the jade carving technique was not good, it looked very rough, and the quality of the jade was not good either, it was not transparent, looking very old, but giving people a feeling of being reworked.

  This jade is obviously fake at first glance, and no one would even give it a second look. However, when he flipped it over and saw the back, he was taken aback.

  What's going on with Thelma... tomorrow morning?!

  Wang Ke's pupils rapidly searched around, his breathing was a bit hurried, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

  Could it be that I really missed it?!

  "Rásī gōng" is an ancient method of jade carving that uses soft-line tools for pulling, cutting and grinding. The long history and the need for repeated polishing and grinding in old jade production resulted in thicker patina on the surface of old jades with "rásī gōng" marks, which appear as a rough texture, whereas imitation pieces do not have these characteristics, making it a method to determine the age of "rásī gōng".

  The pulled silk work on this piece of Pi Xiu jade pendant not only has a relatively thick glaze, but also has a frosted surface. Most importantly, it meets the characteristics of Ming dynasty's pulled silk work, such as coarse and random craftsmanship, multiple angles of pulling marks, and the use of rounded grinding tools to hollow out narrow slits, with many semi-circular grinding marks at the hollowed-out areas.

  I really got lucky!

  Even if it's not an artifact, it's still an antique!

  Wang Ke suddenly became excited and carefully observed that he also understood why this jade was not favored by many people.

  The person who originally faked it also thought the jade was fake, so they reprocessed and applied a new glaze. At first, it might have looked real, but over time, it looked even more fake.

  If it weren't for this, how would he have a chance to pick up the leftovers?

  But how could such a good Pi Xiu jade pendant give him this feeling? Is it really a magical artifact?

  Wang Ke's mind was even more puzzled, and at the same time, he became even more determined in his thoughts about heteromorphism.

  "Boss, how much is this Pixiu jade pendant?"

  Wang Ke took out a Qilin jade pendant and asked the stall owner.