Born at the bottom of society, Cao Jianing sets up a stall in Panjiayuan in 1994, making a living by visiting old village homes to buy secondhand goods. Day and night, he studies books on porcelain to sharpen his eye. With the Lunar New Year approaching, a traveling trader shows up with a collection of top-tier antiques. Unfamiliar with the market, the trader offers them at a low price. During the handover, a sharp coral edge cuts Cao Jianing's palm, and his blood mingles with the jade eye of an ink-black carving, awakening a unique divine eye for appraising treasures. Every antique he looks at reveals its spiritual radiance and a complete record of its provenance. He can easily distinguish between folk kiln wares, imperial kiln wares, and priceless rarities, spot the trader's glaring ignorance, and carefully avoid traps in the antiques trade. He buys valuable artifacts at bargain prices, including Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain and remnants of coral once used by Empress Dowager Cixi, then makes his mark in the secondhand market and amasses a vast collection and fortune.
The author writes well, and I recommend naming each chapter. Hope there is no heroine