The stall owner's temper just flared, his nostrils flaring, eyes wide and bulging, looking like he was about to start a fight:,He first looked at the shelf of porcelain. He just glanced at some things, but he picked up a few and examined them closely, shaking his head from time to time, occasionally nodding.,Liu, the shopkeeper, laid a piece of velvet cloth on the tea table. Only then did Xiao Guo put down the porcelain.。