The shop had a good selection of Shangmingqian Longjing tea, so Yang Bo, after the tea was served, gave it a once-over. The customer appeared to be in his fifties and was deep in conversation with the shopkeeper. On the table lay a blue and white mallet-shaped vase.,After the guests left, the boss, Guo Pi, walked around the bottle with a satisfied smile on his face. He seemed to be enjoying himself immensely and couldn't help but show off to Yang Bo: "This bottle is from the early years of the Qing Dynasty. Although it's not as good as previous eras, I bought it for 50,000 yuan and can easily double my money by selling it! Hehe!",Yang Bo remained silent. He had indeed helped out there before, but only to save a meal's worth of money. He had no other ulterior motives, but Guo Pi had always misunderstood him, and he chose not to explain.。