My antique shop is not small now, and the manpower in the shop is indeed a bit small. It is necessary to train an apprentice. This can relieve a lot of work for Shopkeeper Xu, and it can also serve as the successor of the shop, and it is more reliable to train one by yourself.

But maybe Shopkeeper Xu has some objections?

He frowned and made a decision quickly, then looked at Qin Qing, "Are you sure you want to be an apprentice? Once you choose, you won't regret it, and you won't live up to my expectations?"

"I have no regrets, and I will never let you down, sir." Qin Qing looked happy, knowing that she had hope.

"Okay, then follow me. I will help you get familiar with this industry, and then you can learn in the store." Jiang Ge nodded and began to take Qin Qing to visit the stalls, and also taught him some antique knowledge.

"This is blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, an imitation. Look at the pattern. The pattern of blue and white porcelain has a characteristic, subtle and elegant, which reflects the characteristics of that era. The pattern is realistic, the color is slightly light, and it has a landscape atmosphere. This is

Modern imitations cannot be made.”

"You see, this fake is also very beautifully made, but the workmanship is not as careful as the previous ones, and the quality of the body cannot achieve that effect. This is the severance of the inheritance of porcelain. There were famous masters in the past, but look at who dares to call them famous masters and craftsmen now!

"

"Chinese craftsmanship, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is declining step by step. From now on, it depends on your generation."

At this moment, Jiang Ge was carefully introducing an imitation blue and white porcelain to Qin Qing. Qin Qing listened very seriously, but the boss next to him was different.

His face turned green, but he was filled with admiration, "This gentleman's knowledge of antique appreciation is really great. I admire him very much. It makes you laugh. These are just imitations of mine."

Although Jiang Ge is here to cause trouble, the boss still admires him very much. This is ability. A knowledgeable colleague makes others admire him too.

"I'm sorry, boss, for disturbing your business." Jiang Ge was also a little embarrassed and hurriedly took the people away.

The guest next to him who had been looking at it with great interest suddenly lost interest and put down the vase, "Bah, I thought it was real. I wanted to take one back to grandpa, but I didn't expect it was a fake. If the gentleman hadn't explained it, I wouldn't have known."

The boss's face turned even greener, but he couldn't say anything. He was even more afraid that a capable person like Jiang Ge would come back to cause trouble again.

"Sir, you are so knowledgeable. The boss was cheated and didn't dare to say harsh words!" Qin Qing looked at her boss with admiration and became very interested in this business.

"Haha, if you know better than him, he won't dare to trouble you. What do I mean? My grandpa..."

Jiang Ge smiled and suddenly stopped while he was talking.

He remembered that his grandfather was truly knowledgeable. Whether it was jade, gold, or antiques from the Five Dynasties, he could tell the truth when he saw it. Even if he didn't use Chitong, he would still be the king of the antique world.

It's a pity that God is jealous of heroes. Good people usually don't live long. There are no heroes in ancient tombs. This world will always be very realistic.

"Sir, what's wrong with your grandpa?" Qin Qing was a little surprised when Jiang Ge suddenly stopped talking.

"It's okay, that's all in the past. We must surpass our predecessors and inherit their legacy."

Jiang Ge recovered and said something casually, not sure if he was talking to Qin Qing or to himself.

"Yes, sir, I will definitely study hard."

Qin Qing thought Jiang Ge was encouraging her and quickly agreed.

The next few people visited some stalls, and Jiang Ge only bought one teapot. The teapot was made of purple sand, and it may not be a set. It cost more than 8,000 yuan. According to him, it should be from the Qing Dynasty and is of average value.

Just as he was about to change places, he suddenly found an old man with a sheep face and a long beard sitting in front of him. There were compasses, whisks and other things on the stall.

Sitting there without saying a word, he really wouldn't have noticed it if it weren't for his sharp eyes.

"Guys, please take a look and ask me what you want to buy."

Seeing Jiang Ge and the others coming over, the old man said something and then stopped, as if he didn't care whether the things could be sold or not.

Jiang Ge didn't mind, so he picked up the compass and looked at it. A new one now costs several thousand yuan, and you might not be able to buy an ancient compass for tens of thousands of yuan. The reason is that he heard that ancient compasses are more accurate and have other features.

Effect.

It would be difficult for someone who is not a Taoist to distinguish these things, but Jiang Ge is not afraid. He has red eyes, and he can tell whether they are antiques at a glance.

The compass in his hand is obviously a modern work. It is very exquisitely made and has no quality problems. However, it is of no use to him. It cannot be regarded as a gift from Yang Feiyun.

I could only put down my compass and pick up a whisk to look at. This whisk looked to be quite old. The handle was made of bamboo, and the fluff on the front part seemed to be cow hair.

In ancient times, whisks were not ordinary things. They could only be held by people with Taoist status. There is a saying that "holding a whisk in your hand is not a mortal." This is true.

He opened the red pupil and found that it was wrapped with the air of time, but it could only be regarded as an ordinary antique.

I couldn't seem to figure out the quality, so I put it down again.

There was also a Taoist robe lying next to him. Jiang Ge was not interested. He opened his red eyes and scanned the objects one by one. Finally, he found several ancient objects. Among them, the one with the strongest atmosphere of time was a sword with a Bagua pattern on the hilt.

The scabbard is made of fine pine wood and is also engraved with complex inscriptions.

He picked it up. The sword was neither heavy nor light. He gently pulled away and a sharp breath hit his face. The sword was engraved with three characters "Lu Daozi" in seal script.

It turned out to be Lu Daozi. Jiang Ge was a little shocked. No matter how ignorant he was, he had heard of this man's name. He was a famous Taoist figure in the Song Dynasty. He was once the national preceptor of the Song Dynasty, but because he didn't like power, he gave up his position as the national preceptor.

He practiced Taoism in the mountains and died at the age of eighty-seven. He had great influence in Taoism.

So he said calmly, "How can I sell this sword?"

"The belongings of the founder Lu Daozi are no longer important now. They are only sold to those who are destined to be destined!" The old man's eyes brightened and he glanced sideways at Jiang Ge.

This young man has a sharp eye and picks out the best things at once.

This sword has been here for a long time, and no one has taken a fancy to it.

"How can we be considered destined?"

Jiang Ge asked, finding the old man's words very interesting.

"I can't say fate, I can't see it. If you are a cultivator, I can sell you." The old man looked at Jiang Ge. He wanted to find a fellow cultivator for this sword because his life span was almost up.

"Then I can also practice Taoism!"

Jiang Ge tightened his grip on the sword. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He felt that this sword should be of considerable value.

"You young man is so shameless. Do you know what monasticism is?" The old man laughed, amused by Jiang Ge's shamelessness.

I feel that this young man must have valued the value of this sword and wanted to sell it.

"I don't understand, but no one is born to understand. Are you a Taoist? I think you should be a real Taoist, right?" Jiang Ge smiled freely and asked about the old man's identity.

"Yes, I am a Taoist with a degree of ultimatum, nicknamed Qingju Zhenren." The old man was not surprised. It is normal for others to recognize his long beard and long hair, but being able to say the word "Zhenren" shows that he is young.

People have some knowledge.

These days, not everyone can be called a real person. They must have a certain prestige in Taoism and be an orthodox Taoist priest. He is a university graduate and a monk. He is now one hundred and ten years old.
Chapter completed!