Before coming to Liulichang, Cheng Guanli had set a goal.
Since you have to pick up leaks, you can't buy porcelain, because there are really not many fake porcelain at this time.
There are a lot of things in Qingguan Kiln. Since they are all genuine, they must be clearly marked with prices. If you really want to buy them, you won’t have enough money.
Moreover, none of the bosses selling these things are amateurs, so there is no need to even think about trying to steal something from them.
Unless I go to the scrap station to stay, but I don’t have that time.
Therefore, we can only focus on those calligraphy and paintings that are difficult to identify.
Don’t ask for too much, just get one or two items.
Lao Guanguan thought the same way, and he always went to the calligraphy and painting shop every time he came.
When the two of them came to Liulichang, they first went to a large store. The size of this store was really impressive.
Zheng Banqiao's orchid and bamboo paintings were hung in the room, and the calligraphy and paintings on the side were all by famous artists. There were also rolls of calligraphy and paintings stacked on the counter.
Cheng Guanli looked carefully, not at the calligraphy and paintings, but at the shop owner and staff, and listened to what they said.
Then he said to Lao Guanguan: "Grandpa Guan, let's go. The shopkeeper and the waiter are both experts. We can't miss this little money."
Lao Guanguan smiled and said: "You go and take a stroll while I'm watching here. You don't know that they not only sell calligraphy and paintings, but also collect them. Some ignorant people sell their own paintings. Don't tell me, they are really good."
thing."
Cheng Guanli said: "That can't fall into your hands? There are too many experts here."
"Hey~ When everyone has an eye, the landscape painting by Wen Huiming I gave you was picked up from here a few years ago. Every time I come to Liulichang, I have to stay in this shop for a while. The most important thing is
You can learn about the market here, so you go shopping first, I will find you later."
"Well then, I'll go for a walk."
Cheng Guanli didn't want to waste time in the store. The little money he had was simply not enough to spend in the store.
Antiques from this period were very cheap, and an authentic official kiln piece from the mid-Qing Dynasty only cost a few hundred yuan.
But at this time, a few hundred yuan was equivalent to half a year's salary for an ordinary worker.
He secretly dumped some things when he jumped in line, and together with the 100 yuan that Cheng Dehai sent him half a year ago, he only had about 200 yuan in total.
It had just been a week since he came back, and he didn't have time to dump things even if he wanted to, so this time he wanted to spend a small amount of money to pick up big leaks.
If you don't go to big stores, you can only go to the stalls along the wall.
There are small-scale hawkers there, most of whom collect scraps from the countryside or scrapyards and sell them, and many of them are new to the industry.
There are also things at home that are not willing to be taken away by the store at a low price, so they sell them at a high price.
The items at these street stalls are cheap, but they are very eye-catching.
It just so happened that Cheng Guanli had an encyclopedia in his mind that covered all three religions and nine streams. If he found antiques, calligraphy and paintings, he could compare them.
After visiting six or seven stalls, Cheng Guanli was a little disappointed. It was not that there were no real products.
But nothing is too precious, and the prices on street stalls are not accurate. Seeing as he is a young man, he always goes for the highest price.
Cheng Guanli didn't dare to counter-offer, for fear that he would not be allowed to leave once he made a counter-offer.
If we keep collecting like this and don't see any good things, the money will be gone first.
A stall owner with a somewhat clever face saw Cheng Guanli walking around aimlessly and said with a smile: "Little brother, come on, come and sit here."
After saying that, he handed over a wooden horse.
Cheng Guanli smiled slightly, walked over, took Maza and sat down, "Boss, what good things do you have here?"
"Oh, don't call me boss. I'm just a rag collector. I don't want to undercut those big stores. I just like you, a promising young man with progressive ideas. When I talk to intellectuals like you, I have a common language. Don't you guess?
If I'm wrong, you just came back from jumping in line, right?"
Cheng Guanli smiled and said: "Yes, I am the last batch. If I can't come back, I will have to stay abroad."
"Thank you for coming back. There is nowhere else as good as our Forty-Nine City. Let alone Forty-Nine City, the nearby suburbs are much better than other places. Look, I collected a lot during my trip to the countryside.
Good things, like Tang Bohu’s paintings, Yan Zhenqing’s calligraphy, and Along the River During the Qingming Festival, Fuchun Mountain Residence..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Cheng Guanli couldn't help but interrupt him. This man looked so smart, why was he talking so much?
"If you keep making me cough like this, I'm going to leave."
"Hahaha, I'm kidding you, I don't have any of those things I mentioned, but I do have something good."
"Hey, you're really out of breath, so what good stuff do you have here?"
"Oh~ here it is, this is it. Look, it's blue and white porcelain, it's bright!"
The stall owner took out a jar with a blue and white lid with a lotus pattern. When he saw this thing, Cheng Guanli smiled.
This thing is not genuine. The genuine thing is specially introduced in the encyclopedia in his mind. It is a famous blue and white product from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty.
And this one is obviously a fake and is actually in the museum.
Of course, the stall owner also knew that the stuff was not authentic from the Ming Dynasty. He just wanted to trick this young man Cheng Guanli, but in the end it was still unreliable.
Cheng Guanli didn't care that he wanted to trick him. If he wanted to be reliable, he would go to the store, otherwise he would just be talking nonsense with the street vendor here.
"I didn't expect you to actually hide a treasure here. You put it on the ground and I'll pick it up and take a look."
"Hey, you are an expert when it comes to what you say. You know that you can't just pass the antiques directly, you have to put them on the ground and remove them from your hands before you can take them."
"Hey! What kind of expert is this? Who doesn't know how to get porcelain? You have to abide by the rules when doing business."
"Okay, then take a look."
The stall owner put the blue and white jar with a bag cover on the ground. Cheng Guanli picked it up and looked at it carefully. Of course, he was comparing it to the encyclopedia in his mind, which was no different from scanning.
Ten seconds later, Cheng Guanli held his tongue and shook his head, "Boss, how much are you prepared to spend on this?"
The stall owner immediately stretched out his arms and hid his fingers in his sleeves. Upon seeing this, Cheng Guanli also stretched out his arms and retracted his hands in his sleeves to prevent them from leaking out.
The two people's sleeves were facing each other, and they shook hands underneath. Even if it was a bargaining, the onlookers would not know the details.
The stall owner gently grabbed it with five fingers, and Cheng Guanli shook his head repeatedly.
The stall owner didn't hide it anymore and said hurriedly: "The big porcelain shop over there offered me 500 yuan. I'm not willing to let them take advantage. If you pay this price, I'll take it away immediately."
Cheng Guanli smiled and said: "Do you think I am someone who can take out 500 yuan? This jar is an imitation of Ming Dynasty before liberation. Even the late Qing Dynasty couldn't reach it. Boss, did you collect it after Xuande Ming Dynasty? That's an eye-opener.
, no wonder you can’t be the shopkeeper!”
"Eh? That's what you said, young man, you, you, you, please keep your voice down!"
"Oh... I thought you had a treasure, so I won't chat with you anymore!"
"Wait! Good guy, are you exciting me? I really am! Just kidding, who doesn't have a good guy for doing this?"
As the stall owner spoke, he took out a small copper stove. Cheng Guanli took a closer look and found that it was indeed a cloisonné enamel copper incense burner from the mid-Qing Dynasty. The workmanship was very fine. Even if it was not used in the palace, it must have belonged to the prince's palace. This chapter has been completed!