90,000 Years of Longevity

Inside the antique shop, the atmosphere was very lively.

But Wu Sanri couldn't be happy.

It must be known that in the antique industry, the scariest thing was when one's own antiques were easily exposed by others, which meant that the owner would have no hope of selling them out for a high price in the future anymore.

Moreover, if you encounter a good thing that you have slapped your eyes on, but someone buys it at a cheap price instead, your heart will bleed.

Therefore, when Wu Sanri saw Ye Bei slowly walked to the front of a shelf, he could no longer calm down.

"Little brother, this is just a clay jar, not an antique. I put it here as an ornament casually only. If you want, you can choose something else." Wu Sanri's voice was hurried. And he did not know that he had already exposed himself.

On the shelf, there was an ancient jar. The mouth of the jar was very thin, only the size of a needle. It was not bad to say that it was fully enclosed.

When Wu Sanri got it by accident, his instinct told him that this jar was not simple, because he had never seen it before or mentioned it in history. He had studied it for dozens of days, but he could not up with any result. In the end, he had to place it randomly on this ancient shelf.

Now when he saw Ye Bei walking past, he couldn't stand still anymore, thinking that it was a good thing more and more.

However, when Wu Sanri said this, the surrounding tourists were dissatisfied.

"Hey, boss, you are not kind. There are so many fakes in your shop. I don't know how many people have been deceived by you. The jar is clearly priced at 1 million yuan. Wouldn't it be regrettable that can't it be sold?" A woman's voice was sharp and unceremoniously mocking.

A middle-aged man also shouted angrily, "That's right, the little brother explained a lot of antiques. Boss, could it be that you're afraid of him? Are you afraid that the jar is a good thing, and you will miss it later?"

"Little brother, ignore this boss. If it is really valuable, it must be sold at a clearly marked price. We will not snatch it from you. Can you tell me the origin of this jar?"

The tourists around began to booze.

Wu Sanri's careful thoughts were all seen through, and his cheeks were red. Now, it was impossible to continue to block, and it was also not possible for him to retreat back.

However, at this moment, Ye Bei still showed no signs of fluctuations in his expression. Looking at Wu Sanri, who was in front of him, his voice was faint, "This jar is not valuable, you don't need to be nervous."

Wu Sanri hesitated a little.

Ye Bei stepped forward and easily bypassed Wu Sanri.

He stretched out his jade-like fingers and lifted the jar from the shelf.

Then shake left and right...

Boom, boom, boom!

As Ye Bei shook, there was a crisp sound from the jar.

"There is something in it?"

Nearby, a tourist heard it, his eyes stared, as if he had discovered something major, and exclaimed.

"This jar is so small, like the eye of a needle. Something that can make such a crisp sound must be a bit big. It is definitely not put in later, but when it is made and can be burned at high temperatures. So, since it's still reserved now, the thing inside is definitely not a vulgar thing." A tourist who knew a little about porcelain craftsmanship carefully analyzed.

"Is there anything that can withstand the high-temperature burning? Is it a diamond?" Some people with great imagination even guessed crazily.

When Wu Sanri heard these voices, the muscles on his face twitched fiercely, and his heart was full of regret. At first, he knew that there was something in this jar, but he was not willing to break it, he was worried if the jar was valuable.

Looking at it now, it was a huge mistake to put it out by himself, and it should have been smashed with gritted teeth a long time ago.

As for Ye Bei...

For those surrounding sounds, it seemed that he hadn't heard them at all.

He shook the jar lightly, his complexion was still very plain, and his voice murmured, "It's not diamonds or rare metals, it's just two handmade wooden sculptures."

What?

When Ye Bei declared, Wu Sanri felt incredible, thinking he had heard it wrong.

The tourists around him were all taken aback, and then they all laughed.

"Little brother, you can really be joking. If it's wooden sculptures, how could they appear in this porcelain? When this porcelain is baked, it is baked as a whole, and its hole is only the size of a needle's eye. Is it possible that wooden sculptures can be put through space?" Then the man who knew a little about porcelain baking couldn't help but speak.

If Ye Bei said that it was metal, maybe he would still believe it.

But that was wood, therefore, he would never believe it.

"Yes, if the wood is inside, all will be burned out, right?"

"Young man, I'm afraid you guessed wrong this time!"

"What he said just now seems very reasonable, but I now think that this guy may be bragging!"

The travelers around said one after another, all with the mentality of watching a good show.

Even Wu Sanri couldn't help it. After reacting, he looked at Ye Bei in surprise, "Little brother, are you kidding me? How could handmade wooden sculptures appear in this jar?"

Ye Bei didn't answer, instead, he moved his wrist slightly.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound.

The next moment, the jar banged and fell on the floor of the antique shop.

Fragments of yellow porcelain were splashed all over the floor.

Those tourists with a lively look on their faces immediately calmed down at this moment, their eyes widened, wanting to see what was inside.

Wu Sanri, standing next to Ye Bei, stretched his head even more. 

When the porcelain shattered and the contents fell out, the expressions on their faces left and began to change crazily.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have seen the entire jar-making process before. How could there be hand-made wood carvings in it?" The first person who realized it was the person who knew how to make porcelain. The word 'impossible' was written on his face. When speaking, his mouth was so wide that it was almost forcing an egg to fall. 

"It's really handmade wooden sculptures, and it's still gray-black wood."

"What beautiful wooden sculptures, it seems to be a man and a woman."

"How did it appear in this jar?"

Soon, the tourists around also reacted, exclaiming constantly.

After Wu Sanri saw what fell out of it, his breathing became extremely rapid. 

Seal the two wood carvings in the jar!

This was really counterintuitive. But, after being shocked, Wu Sanri's eyes immediately focused on the wooden sculpture. Although he was a meter or two away, he could see the details out clearly. 

The image in the wooden sculptures was a man and a woman.

The man, looked young, he stood with a cold expression, he had long hair and was wearing an ancient robe.

The female, with exquisite appearance and serene expression, her long hair fluttering, the dress on her body seemed to be flying in the wind, with a unique sense of movement.

After seeing these things clearly, Wu Sanri's heart was even more shocked.

In particular, the male wooden sculptures directly made him unconsciously overlap it with Ye Bei in his mind.

"Could it be that... the man in the wooden sculptures is this young man?"

After this thought appeared, Wu Sanri's complexion was pale, and a terrifying breath surged wildly in his mind.