Chapter 118 is vermilion clay, but not purple sand (seeking a monthly ticket)
"Yes, I'm following him. I've been watching his live broadcasts recently. How else would I understand the situation around you? Haha, Wenzhe brought us each a level pot, which costs 30,000 yuan!"
"You know where it is? Why is it worth thirty thousand?" Zhang Yijie said deliberately.
"I don't know which one is better. I asked my dad when I was at home, and he said it's really good. It should be worth thirty thousand."
"Your dad still knows about tea sets?"
"That's natural. I drink tea often and listen a lot and see a lot, so I understand a little bit."
Cao Qingchun forcibly changed the topic: "Off topic, when we are free, let Wen Zhe help us bake a batch of tea sets to match the teapot. This is already the meat in the bowl. Let's talk about something else."
Zheng Yu immediately smiled and said: "Then let's find some time to hunt for treasures at some ruins where old houses used to be."
Cao Qingchun rolled his eyes and said, "Is this what I'm talking about?"
"Haha, aren't you just attracted to those treasures that Wen Zhe found? I told you before that he won't sell them, but you still don't believe me. The fact that he didn't bring them over this time shows everything."
Chen Wenzhe understood immediately. With Zheng Yu watching Li Qingtian's live broadcast, they knew everything about what happened in Shendu.
"That batch of copperware is not for sale. If you want gold bricks, I can have some sent over."
"We don't want it." Zhang Yijie pointed at Zheng Yu and said: "It turns out that the imperial kiln that fired the gold bricks was in his hometown. When the news came out, they must be anxious, so those who want the gold bricks are not
We, but this guy Zheng Yu."
Cao Qingchun said directly: "I am interested in your brother's two pieces of porcelain. I wonder if he has any idea of selling them?"
"Do you have a customer? That piece from Emperor Kangxi of the Ming Dynasty is pretty good and is a fine product, but that plate made in Chenghua was only produced by a private kiln and the handwriting is so ugly. How much can it sell for?"
"Don't tell me, as long as the things are authentic, there are quite a few people who like such commemorative collections."
"Let me ask you!"
Chen Wenzhe took out his mobile phone and sent a message directly to Li Qingtian.
Soon, Li Qingtian called.
He was doing live broadcast, so he said a few words and hung up the phone.
"No way, he won't sell it. This guy brags in the live broadcast room almost every day. Those two pieces of porcelain are evidence of his bragging. They can't be sold now."
Zhang Yijie responded at this time: "I have told Qingchun a long time ago, how come Li Qingtian is also an Internet celebrity and still lacks channels? If he wanted to sell, he would have sold it long ago."
"This is not serious. Although there are many wealthy people in his live broadcast room, Li Qingtian doesn't know the value of those two pieces of porcelain. He will not sell them easily."
"Then tell him that if he wants to sell, he must contact me first. Maybe the price we offer is higher?" Cao Qingchun still did not give up.
"Add a friend and contact me yourself."
Chen Wenzhe didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, and he didn't have the time.
"Haha, are you done? I'll find some time and let's go treasure hunting!"
Zhang Yijie actually had an idea for a long time. He originally wanted to take Chen Wenzhe to visit a few hills in the suburbs. Now that the target has been changed, he doesn't mind.
There are more old houses in Dahai City, and there are even more abandoned old houses in the surrounding suburbs.
After everyone finished eating, they quickly got into Zheng Yu's car and returned to school.
The school has been open for two days, and the dormitory has become very lively.
It's just that Chen Wenzhe took the bus for a long time, drank a few bottles of beer, returned to the dormitory, washed up a little and fell asleep.
While sleeping, I was working as usual. This time it was heavy physical labor. I was either making molds or pouring copperware. The completion of casting and polishing was even more labor-intensive.
Fortunately, there were also mixed blue and white materials and dragon patterns interspersed in the middle, otherwise, he would be exhausted in his dream!
Early the next morning, Chen Wenzhe woke up.
Not wanting to be in a daze or thinking too much, Chen Wenzhe got up directly and exercised.
After going to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and bringing one to Zhang Yijie and the others, I took some things and went to the Taoyan Center Building.
He didn't get much, just a horizontal pot and a third of a blue and white bottle.
When we arrived at the ceramics studio, it was already crowded with people.
The majority are freshmen students, who are always full of passion.
Of course, those who are dawdling can't come here. They only need to complete cultural classes every day, and just like doing experiments, they can make some works in class as homework.
Only those students who are motivated, patient, perseverant, and willing to endure hardship will be selected by Professor Tao and put into the ceramics studio for serious training.
"Senior Brother Chen is here?"
"Senior Brother Chen, what good things did you bring?"
"Senior Brother Chen, is that tomb robber in the news really you?"
"How do you talk? Senior Brother Chen just discovered an ancient tomb by accident? How did he become a tomb robber?"
"Didn't you read the follow-up reports? Those people dug for five or six days but couldn't dig it out. It was Brother Chen who went over and gave some guidance before digging out the Tang Dynasty stone coffin."
"Also, if Senior Brother Chen hadn't reminded me, if those people had moved the stone coffin, the precious Tang Sancai inside might have been smashed by the collapsed stone coffin."
"Senior Brother Chen is so awesome!"
"There is something even more powerful. Have you seen the level pot he holds? One of them sells for 30,000!"
"real or fake?"
"Don't believe it? There are many bosses who have made reservations, but Senior Brother Chen has not accepted them. I heard that four of them have been sold, and now the prices have increased."
Chen Wenzhe could only shake his head. Soon the whole school would know what Zheng Yu knew.
Therefore, Chen Wenzhe didn't find it strange at all that the classmates here knew something about him.
"You are so awesome, but this teapot is also old?"
After Chen Xingchen saw Chen Wenzhe, he immediately ran over.
When I came over, I naturally saw the horizontal pot with its precious light.
"What do we do with the things we use ourselves when they become old?"
"Then this bag of paste? No, this is Yingguang? A precious light similar to clam light? How did you make it?"
Chen Xingchen looked at Chen Wenzhe in surprise. No wonder this small pot could be sold for 30,000 yuan. It turned out to be this reason.
"That's wrong!" Chen Xingchen rubbed the small teapot and felt something was wrong.
"Isn't this vermilion and purple sand?"
"No, it's Zhuni, but not Zisha!"
This is an important reason why Chen Wenzhe is willing to come to school. What materials he needs can be easily purchased here, but it is not easy at home.
At the very least, it is a waste of time. No matter how fast online shopping is, it will only take a day or two, and the quality cannot be guaranteed.
"You are so awesome. The red mud and purple sand are very delicate and feel better when made. If it weren't for the wrong color and the different feel, I really wouldn't be able to tell."