I will now translate and then polish the provided Chinese text into natural, idiomatic English fiction, maintaining the original paragraph structure.
In truth, Wang Guan knew that anything displayed openly in the shop front wouldn't be a true masterpiece.
The genuinely fine items would certainly be kept hidden, reserved for when they were truly needed.
Still, for lack of anything better to do, Wang Guan didn't mind browsing casually, testing his eyesight and accumulating experience in the absence of his special abilities.
Wang Guan stood up and walked toward the wooden shelving unit.
The jade artifacts in the glass counter were immediately apparent—mostly just matters of genuine or fake—which made them rather dull.
In contrast, the miscellaneous items on the wooden shelves, made of stone, wood, ceramic, and metal, offered greater variety.
Each piece possessed a unique provenance and cultural significance, offering more tangible value for research.
Placed in the most prominent positions were several blue-and-white vases and jars.
As Wang Guan glanced over them, he saw inscriptions like Zhi Zheng, Zhi Yuan, and Tianshun written upon their surfaces.
Wang Guan knew these characters were the reign titles of Yuan Dynasty emperors.
Yuan blue-and-white? Instinctively, Wang Guan wanted to simply ignore these vases and jars.
However, out of caution, he picked up one blue-and-white porcelain vase and examined it closely.
The moment he took it in hand, Wang Guan noticed the vase felt surprisingly heavy, weighing his wrist down by several inches.
Looking at the base, he could still see signs of machine polishing.
Seeing this, Wang Guan knew he didn't need to look any further.
Wang Guan shook his head and sighed.
Even if you’re going to make a fake, at least put some honest effort into the imitation.
Examining such crudely made junk was not only a waste of his time but also an insult to his discerning eye.
Setting the vase down, Wang Guan continued his inspection.
Several carved wooden figurines shaped like Buddhas, Guanyins, and Arhats looked passable at first glance.
It was a pity they were all recent productions.
The saw marks on the back clearly showed they had been cut by a machine—otherwise, they wouldn't be so smooth and clean.
Furthermore, the wood used for the figurines was ordinary stock, already showing minor hairline cracks from aging.
If bought and neglected, they would likely splinter into fragments within three to five months.
Dismissing them one by one, Wang Guan quickly finished viewing everything on the upper shelves.
The lower tier held items that were generally more cumbersome.
There were heavy earthenware Yong figures, tarnished copper coins, and several carved stone inkstones and display pieces.
Wang Guan squatted down, picking up these items to examine them individually.
He did spot a few that intrigued him, pieces that he suspected might be genuine antiquities.
However, these antiques weren't particularly valuable.
In any case, none of them stirred the desire in Wang Guan to purchase them. "Wang Guan, what are you looking at?" Just then, Yu Feibai returned with the shop owner.
Judging by the pleased expressions on both their faces, they clearly felt they had secured a good deal. "Just treasure hunting," Wang Guan replied with a smile. "Oh, find anything valuable?" Yu Feibai asked curiously. "Plenty of treasures, but none that truly captured my interest." With the shop owner standing nearby, Wang Guan naturally avoided being too blunt, choosing his words carefully to prevent causing offense.
The owner, however, was a businessman; he understood the underlying meaning of Wang Guan’s polite dismissal without taking offense.
Instead, he chuckled, "I do have quite a few more gems in the shop, though I’m not sure if you’re still interested." Wang Guan glanced at Yu Feibai, whose slight head shake indicated that the owner's 'gems' were likely subpar.
At the very least, they hadn't caught Yu Feibai's eye, or he wouldn't have only bought the jade belt.
If even Yu Feibai passed, there was no need for Wang Guan, whose standards were much higher, to bother.
So, Wang Guan smiled and politely declined: "No matter how good the treasure, I’m afraid I’m out of money now.
Better not to look." "Haha..." The owner understood completely, laughed heartily, and turned back to the counter with Yu Feibai to finalize their transaction.
Meanwhile, Wang Guan took the opportunity to employ his special ability, enveloping every object on the wooden shelves to verify whether his immediate assessment was accurate.
Scanning the top layer, the Yuan blue-and-white vases and jars showed no anomalies whatsoever.
Wang Guan nodded in satisfaction and moved on to examine the wooden Buddha carvings on the second layer.
As his initial appraisal suggested, they were all recent items, entirely devoid of any treasure-light.
It wasn't until the third layer that he noticed a faint, pale white radiance emanating from several of the copper coins.
The fact that his judgment had been correct made Wang Guan quite pleased.
Just as he was preparing to withdraw his special ability, his peripheral vision caught sight of the corner shelf on the fourth level.
Suddenly, a brilliant, purple-gold radiance, like the glorious hues of the rising sun, flooded Wang Guan’s vision, leaving him utterly stunned.
After a long moment of shock, Wang Guan snapped back to reality.
He glanced around, confirmed that no one was watching him, and quickly hooked the dust-covered object from the corner of the shelf toward him.
Gently cradling the item, Wang Guan felt a surge of excitement.
His vision was saturated with purple-gold light; he could even see the treasure-light emanating from the object was so intense it nearly filled the entire shop space.
He recalled that the treasure-light he had seen previously, whether white, yellow, or even purple, at most hovered just a few centimeters around the object.
Even the precious Li Tinggui inkstone had cast a purple-gold glow spanning half a meter in diameter.
But the purplish-gold halo from the object in his hands actually spread out fifteen to twenty meters, as magnificent and breathtaking as clouds at the edge of the sky.
Seeing this phenomenon, Wang Guan understood that what he held was dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of times more precious than the Li Tinggui inkstone he had found before.
If the Li Tinggui inkstone was a rare treasure, then this object was undoubtedly a peerless marvel. "Wang Guan, what is that you're holding?" At that very moment, Yu Feibai approached, noticing Wang Guan's vacant expression with some concern. "Hmm..." Wang Guan blinked, and the purple-gold light receded, his vision returning to normal.
In that instant, he finally saw clearly what he was holding: it was a Three-Legged Golden Toad.
Wang Guan gently wiped away the dust and examined it closely.
The Golden Toad figurine had a very standard posture: two legs in front, one in the back, sitting with wide eyes and its head slightly raised.
However, unlike the common toad designs clutching or spitting coins, this Golden Toad's mouth held a bead.
Its jaws were slightly parted, revealing a gap, as if it were about to expel the pearl. "Oh." Yu Feibai glanced over. "A Toad Spitting a Pearl? That motif is quite rare; I've never seen one before.
It might be an imagined fabrication." "Yes, I found it quite unusual, so I pulled it out for a look," Wang Guan replied calmly. "The material of this thing seems to be...
stone," Yu Feibai reached out, touched it, and chuckled, "The color is yellowish-black, much like the common stone outside.
The age is hard to gauge, but it doesn't look ancient.
Its only virtue is that the carving work is quite fine; the small pits on the stone have been cleverly incorporated as the toad's skin texture...
especially the way it's spitting the pearl—very natural, lifelike." .........................
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