"Teacher Huang, give me a hand. I can't move it.”
Peng Peng said with a flushed face.
She didn't know if his face had suddenly turned red because he was shy or because he had used too much strength.
"What? Can't move it?"
Huang Lei looked at Peng Peng in surprise.
In his opinion.
Peng Peng could definitely move it alone.
After all, Zhang Ruoxu had carried three wooden boxes back alone.
Peng Peng was a young and strong young man.
Moving a box.
Of course it wasn't a problem!
"Sigh, I've told you to pay attention to your training. It seems that you didn't listen!”
Huang Lei sighed.
Then, he walked forward and rolled up his sleeves, ready to help.
"One, two, three! Rise!"
Huang Lei shouted as he exerted strength in his hands.
This time.
Only then did he understand Peng Peng's difficulties.
It wasn't that Peng Peng was weak.
This thing was too heavy!
He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength before he and Peng Peng reluctantly lifted the box.
Was it really that heavy?
Teacher Huang and Peng Peng couldn't possibly be trying to create a show effect, right?!
It was definitely true. The veins on their hands were popping out!
F * ck, this box must weigh more than a hundred pounds!
Oh my god, how much strength did the old master have?
I seriously suspect that the old man has practiced weightlifting before!
Don't forget that the old master had single-handedly dragged that big box on the shore yesterday!
.........
He looked at Teacher Huang and Peng Peng who were struggling.
The audience in front of the television could not help but exclaim again.
"Old Master, what's in this? Why is it so heavy!"
Huang Lei could not help but ask.
Such a heavy box.
There had to be something in it to have such weight.
"You will know in the future."
Zhang Ruoxu smiled and deliberately kept them in suspense.
After a lot of effort, she moved the three big boxes back to the old man's room.
Huang Lei and Peng Peng were already so tired that their backs ached and they were sweating.
"Alright, alright, go eat breakfast!”
Huang Lei panted after a while.
Hearing his words.
Zhang Ruoxu suddenly thought of something.
"You guys go ahead. I'll come over later.”
he said.
Everyone did not know what the old man was up to.
However, he did not ask further.
She obediently left the room.
Sister Zifeng was busy setting the table.
Huang Lei came out from the kitchen with breakfast.
Everyone had just finished their work.
Zhang Ruoxu came out of the room.
Moreover…
The old man was still holding something in his hand.
After getting closer.
Only then did everyone realize that Zhang Ruoxu seemed to be holding a few stacked bowls.
"I noticed yesterday that the bowl we use has a chipped edge. If we're not careful, it's easy to cut our mouths.”
As he spoke, he handed out the bowls in his hands one by one.
"You guys can use this."
Zhang Ruoxu said.
Teacher He, Peng Peng, Huang Lei, and sister Zifeng looked at the rice bowls in front of them.
Everyone was stunned.
This?
This thing doesn't seem to be an ordinary rice bowl!
The bowl was warm and yellow in color, and the texture was extremely delicate.
There were two five-clawed golden dragons drawn on it, lifelike and powerful.
Anyone could tell that this thing was extraordinary.
"Old Master, is this thing an antique?”
Huang Lei swallowed his saliva and said.
He did not dare to touch it with his hands.
If this was really an antique.
There was even a five-clawed golden dragon drawn on it.
That meant…
This was once an item used by the royal family!
That price was ridiculously high!
Hearing Huang Lei's words.
Teacher He, Peng Peng, and Zifeng all looked at Zhang Ruoxu.
"It's an antique. It can't be considered an antique."
He thought for a moment and said.
Hearing the old man say this.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
In that case…
It should be a modern imitation.
However, he didn't expect it.
The old man added, shocking everyone again.
"This thing is only about two hundred years old!”
He said.
He scooped a spoonful of porridge and added it to his bowl.
Two hundred years? Not an antique?
The old man must be joking. Who would use antiques as a rice bowl?
I studied archaeology. This bowl of the old man's is definitely real!
The Yellow Ground Blue Dragon Bowl was the highest standard of palace ware, and only the emperor could use it!
F * ck! I found out that there was a similar one at the auction before. It wasn't as good as the old man's and was sold for two million!
This is a collection-level item. I've seen it in the provincial museum before!
Oh my god, how much is this old man worth?
..........
A professional immediately confirmed that the old man's hand was authentic and even explained.
This time.
Everyone was petrified!
Using millions of yuan worth of porcelain as a rice bowl?
This is too much!
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