The Liulichang in Changshunfang is a well-known shopping place in Tianjing.

Antique calligraphy and paintings, jade ceramics, inscriptions and rubbings are almost everything.

Even the burial artifacts that are extremely remote in the collection business and are explicitly prohibited by the court from interoperating and trading can be found here.

Of course, you have to have regular customers to guide you.

No matter how generous a buyer is, he will take action.

The family store with hidden artifacts generally does not penetrate the bottom.

"Ancients in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, the ancients did not deceive me.

Jing Chao Chengping for a hundred years, and there was a mess on the nine sides of Liaodong, and there were major disasters every year, but this city of Tianjing in Daming Prefecture is extremely prosperous and very lively."

Ji Yuan was wearing a cloud eagle robe and walked on the street of Qianmen of Liulichang.

It was like the anti-pornographic team leader appeared in the club, which seemed particularly eye-catching.

The serious business stall owner is fine, so he greets him when he sees it.

Those liars who rely on fake craftsmanship and specialize in slaughtering fat sheep have a ghost in their hearts.

He was so scared that he quickly rolled up the bedding and fled in a hurry.

After wandering around for half an hour, Ji Yuan found nothing and said helplessly:

"Sure enough, it's not easy to pick up antiques...fakes, imitations, and too many fakes. No wonder they say that going to Liulichang is a sandy place to make gold."

He walked into the tea shop along the street and ordered a bowl of herbal tea for two cents.

With the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map, one can sense the Taoist aggregate by itself.

Which one is the real one and which one is the fake one can be seen at a glance.

"It's reasonable to think about it carefully. There are three main streets, including the front door of Liulichang, Dengshikou, and the Chenghuang Temple in the west.

Every day, there are endless merchants, and the stalls and shops are being bought one after another.

Even if there is really gold in the gravel, I'm afraid it's been picked up by someone."

Herbal tea enters the abdomen and feels refreshing, Ji Yuan exhales a breath of turbid air.

I was wondering whether to go to the famous Yuntingzhai, Deyiju, and go to Huaiyin Pavilion to take a look.

But these antique objects that have been made for decades and hundreds of years are never cheap.

Not a wealthy man, the powerful princes cannot take it down.

"Little Langjun, if you want to find good goods worth collecting in the year, you have to go to Dengshikou and Chenghuang Temple. The former is a street for antique calligraphy, painting, jade seals, and the latter is..."

The tea shop owner was idle and took the initiative to talk.

But when it comes to the back, the sound suddenly stopped, as if it was talking about some taboo topic.

"The boss will continue to talk? I'm listening."

Ji Yuan held a thick porcelain tea bowl and chuckled.

"Young man, you are in the tutoring office and you should know that you can eat randomly, but you can't say anything randomly.

The little old man talked too much just now, but the little man just pretended that he didn't hear it."

The tea shop owner said embarrassedly.

"What, I'm afraid I'll arrest you? Jing Chao's laws and regulations, and civilians are not guilty of being convicted for their words, so I don't know this?

Listen to my advice, instead of worshiping Buddha statues at home, it is better to buy a book of the "Great Edict" compiled by a saint."

Ji Yuan chuckled.

"I bought it, I bought it! It is said that the "Great Edict" written by the saint is placed at home to drive away evil spirits, which is much more useful than the Taoist monk's peach wood sword and talisman water pipe."

The tea shop owner felt cold and laughed dryly.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around him.

Then he continued the first thing he said:

"There are three local snakes in the territory of Liulichang. Rong Ershao from Yun Tingzhai has the best eyesight. Whether antique calligraphy and paintings are true or false, they cannot escape a pair of magic eyes;

The proud Mr. Xu, jade, porcelain, pottery, ironware... nothing he didn't know about;

Finally, there is the Buddha in Chenghuang Temple. Half of the ten pawn shops in Tianjing City are his.

Those who robbers dig tombs, roars and bandits, and they are most willing to follow the Buddha's path."

Ji Yuan put down the tea bowl and asked with a smile:

"You should just tell the inside story of these industries, aren't you afraid of being taboo?"

The tea shop owner seemed very honest and simply replied:

"What are the taboos? There are many fakes in the Liuli Factory and many genuine products.

Who doesn’t like to collect calligraphy, paintings, and jade artifacts among the high officials of the court?

Last year, on the 70th birthday of Duke Liang, the scenery of mountains and rivers carved from a whole piece of five-color stone was written by the Rong family of Yun Tingzhai.

There was a coral tree of two people in the Korean house, and Mr. Xu, who was sent by him personally.

As for Lord Buddha, hehe, Xiao Langjun, Commander Song from the Nanzhen Fushi Department yesterday went to Chenghuang Temple."

It seems to be a gray area with official acquiescence.

Ji Yuan knew in his heart that the so-called local snake in Liulichang should have their own backers behind it.

Even if there is a real naughty young man who runs to report it, there will probably be no movement.

He took out fifty cents and placed them on the table and said softly:

"I believe the boss can see that I am the qin of the North Town Fushi. I don't have much silver in my pocket. I like old objects and I usually put them in my hands to relieve my boredom.

Neither seeking the work of famous artists nor asking for amazing origins. I dare to ask if there is any reliable way to recommend it?”

The tea shop owner smiled and thought he was a good person, and introduced:

"Young man, you ask the right person, old objects, usually there are two ways to come.

First, the newly unearthed tombs are not good at prices. Some are outrageously expensive, and some are cheap. It depends only on the quality and origin. Just pass the front door and go to the Chenghuang Temple to the west. Don’t go to the red shop, you have to find a black shop;

Second, the raw stones dug out from the deep mountains and forests. The thing is cut for hundreds of years or even thousands of years. However, the gambling is too strong. It is common for you to lose money or get rich overnight. Generally, it is the place where the masters and nobles in the court are going, and you can't stand it."

Ji Yuan thought for a moment, thanked him, and stood up and left.

He has seen many people like the owner of a tea shop in his previous life.

It depends on your eyesight and earns money from tea and water.

"I just wore a cloud eagle robe today and changed to casual clothes, and the situation should be different."

Ji Yuan smiled. It was no difference between asking for news from this kind of tea shop and recruiting people from taxi drivers in his previous life and introducing clubs to passengers from other places.

If he was a fat sheep, he would probably have been led into a black-hearted shop and slaughtered.

"There are some common features throughout the ages."

Ji Yuan touched the fifteen taels of silver in his arms and decided to go to the West City God Temple to try his luck.

The tea shop owner said that it is right, gambling stones is not a game that ordinary people can afford.

After passing through more than a dozen calligraphy and painting stalls and antique shops, Ji Yuan was attracted by a bustle halfway before he even arrived at the Chenghuang Temple.

I saw that the famous Yuntingzhai door was crowded with people, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe stood up, with a red sandalwood desk in front of him.

The man spread out a scroll of ancient paintings and said loudly:

"Everyone, this guest said that this 'Bone Bodhisattva's Night Banquet Picture' is the original work of the ghost immortal Shen Haishi 150 years ago. I hope Yun Tingzhai will make an appraisal.

I happened to have time today, so I said it in front of the old and young men.

Look, this brushwork is absurd and unconventional, outlining the demonic aura of the White Bone Bodhisattva, which is terrifying. The many ghosts and monsters below are all similar, and each one is realistic. It is indeed a rare imitation of... "

The onlookers were originally listening with relish, but they didn't expect that the second young master Rong from Yun Tingzhai actually said it was a fake?

There was an uproar!

The most depressing person who beats his chest and stamps his feet is the merchant who spent 370 taels of silver to buy the painting.

He angrily cursed with a Lingnan accent:

"Dog thief who kills thousands of swords, dare to use fake paintings to deceive you. Don't let me see you again! Otherwise, you must peel off your skin and bones to vent your hatred in your heart!"

No one knows about Liulichang, the ability of Rong Ershou to appraise treasures.

Since he has made comments on imitations, it is equivalent to making a conclusion and no longer having fantasies.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded among the passers-by watching the fun:

"How did Mr. Rong Er judge that this is a imitation?"

The elegant middle-aged man smiled slightly and said confidently:

"As we all know, Shenhai Stone is good at demons and monsters, and is recognized as the three best masterpieces of the past, namely the "Bone Bodhisattva's Bliss Night Banquet Picture", the "Beauty's Skin Picture", and the "A Chinese Ghost Story Picture".
To be continued...