Mu Feng received it with both hands, his Mystic Pupil fully opened. The bowl was about four inches in diameter, its glaze a sky-blue infused with a faint purple halo. The bottom indeed bore three spur marks from firing, and the glazed surface showed natural crazing accumulated over the ages. Most astonishingly, under the penetration of the Mystic Pupil, a tiny hidden interlayer was concealed within the seemingly ordinary clay at the base of the bowl!
"This bowl is quite special." Mu Feng feigned a casual tone as he turned it over in his hands. "I run an antique shop in Xi'an, and I love collecting these old items. Would the Village Chief be willing to part with it?"
Village Chief Zhu burst into laughter. "This piece of junk? My grandfather's generation was already using it. If you like it, take it for fifty bucks!"
Chapter 59