Generally speaking, people in antique shops will help people look at things and they won't tell you anything. Even if the object is fake, they will only say that they are not very optimistic or that the age is a bit uncertain.
Such words may sound promising to the ears of a layman, but anyone with a little knowledge of antiques will know for sure that this thing is definitely fake. No one else has said it, so it is to save your face.
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"Mr. Wu, you...you read that correctly, right?"
Mr. Zhao's voice rang out in the crowd. He bought this blue and white porcelain bottle for 120,000 yuan. He found several people who looked at it and said it was genuine. There was even an "expert" from Tianjin.
A certificate was issued to him.
If he hadn't found someone to look at it, Mr. Zhao wouldn't have brought it here. This would be embarrassing in front of all the players in Yanjing City, but he didn't dare to speak ill of Mr. Wu, who was a leader in the domestic porcelain appraisal industry.
Character.
"What's the matter? You don't believe what my old man says?"
Mr. Wu, who was sitting behind the table, was trying to save face for Mr. Zhao, but he didn't expect that this man was so ignorant that he immediately said: "This thing of yours was made in Henan. Panjiayuan has plenty of it. You can buy it for thirty or fifty yuan."
, I can pull a car there..."
Mr. Wu's words made the onlookers laugh louder and louder. Mr. Zhao's fair face was as red as a monkey's butt. He hurriedly took his porcelain from the table and walked directly outside the exhibition hall. But...
I don’t even participate in this event anymore.
"This old Zhao, his level is not much higher than mine, but now he is so arrogant?"
Seeing Lao Zhao, who had just mocked him, leave with a livid face, Wei Hongjun gloated and laughed, feeling that today was not in vain, even if he couldn't get anything good, he still felt a heavy sigh in his chest.
"This painting by Zhang Daqian is real, and it was painted by him in his later years. Not bad..."
"The authentic Xuande furnace was forged tens of millions of times. Your object is directly poured out of molten iron..."
"This is a good thing. It's an enamel from the Kangxi year. It's in good condition and worth collecting..."
After Mr. Zhao left, the appraisal activities continued, but the antiques identified were also genuine and fake, which occasionally aroused laughter or admiration from the crowd of onlookers.
The collectors in Yanjing City have a very deep background. Basically, six or seven of the ten objects are authentic, and there are many exquisite products. There is an unknown ancient painting from the Song Dynasty, and even the collector from the Palace Museum
The old researchers were full of praise.
However, although many good things were identified, none were handed over to the organizer for auction, which made the foreign auctioneer wearing auction clothes and holding a small hammer sit at the auction table bored.
You know, in the mid-1990s, antique auctions were not yet popular in China.
These bosses or collectors from the Forty-Nine Cities still prefer to communicate in circles. Most of the antiques that have been identified as genuine are placed in some empty glass booths.
There were also many people gathered around the glass booths. Some were just admiring the items, while others were interested in buying them, negotiating the price with the owners of the antiques.
After Ye Tian walked around several booths, he asked Wei Hongjun: "Uncle Wei, can anyone want this glass booth?"
Wei Hongjun nodded when he heard this and said: "Yes, anyone who is invited can apply for a booth key..."
"Uncle Wei, you didn't bring anything with you today, did you?" Ye Tian's eyes lit up.
"No? What's wrong?"
Wei Hongjun was a little puzzled by Ye Tian's words. Those things he had collected at home, which he originally thought were valuable, were all fake, but the rest were somewhat hard to get his hands on.
"Ahem..."
Ye Tian coughed and said, "Uncle Wei, since you don't want to trade anything, just help me get a booth..."
"What do you want to sell? That Da Qi Tong Bao?"
Wei Hongjun was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. If Ye Tian could take out the "Da Qi Tong Bao" today, it would definitely cause a sensation in the whole audience. Although it was not Wei Hongjun's, he could still show off his face.
"Don't worry, Uncle Wei, please keep your voice down..."
Ye Tian noticed that after Wei Hongjun shouted the words "Da Qi Tong Bao", he immediately glanced over with several pairs of eyes, quickly made a hissing gesture, and then said: "Uncle Wei, it's not Da Qi Tong Bao, it was given by the elders in the family.
A piece of jade..."
"Da Qi Tong Bao" was left to Ye Tian by the old man and has been with Ye Tian for almost ten years. Its significance is extraordinary. No matter what the circumstances, Ye Tian will not sell it for money.
"Jade, this thing is worthless..."
Hearing that Ye Tian was not going to bring out the "Da Qi Tong Bao", Wei Hongjun was a little disappointed, but he still said: "Wait a minute, I'll get you a booth..."
Today's event was organized by the foreign auction organization in order to make friends with the wealthy collectors in Sijiucheng. Wei Hongjun took a key and came back as soon as he went there.
"Ye Tian, that's the booth. By the way, what kind of jade is that?" Wei Hongjun was not very interested in jade. He only remembered this after helping Ye Tian get off the booth.
Ye Tian chuckled, took out a piece of jade from his pocket, handed it to Wei Hongjun, and said: "Uncle Wei, this is a jade gourd. The material is not bad. I will learn from you in setting up a stall in Panjiayuan today. I don't want to make money."
, just for fun..."
The jade gourd that Ye Tian took out was only slightly larger than his thumb. It was bright yellow in color and was carved from authentic Hotan seed jade. Not to mention anything else, the quality of this jade was already among the best among seed jade.
"Hey, Xiaotian, your material is pretty good, pure Hetian seed jade..." After seeing the jade gourd that Wei Hongjun was playing with, Liu Wei'an looked at Ye Tian in surprise.
Hearing Liu Wei'an's words, Wei Hongjun asked with some confusion: "Brother Liu, isn't this Hotan mutton-fat white jade?"
"Haha, Brother Wei, mutton-fat white jade is just one type of Hetian jade, and Hetian jade itself has one red, two yellow and three mutton fat, so it does not necessarily have to be white..."
Liu Wei'an took the jade gourd from Wei Hongjun's hand and continued: "In ancient times, we Chinese regarded yellow as noble, so Hotan yellow jade is also very precious. Xiaotian's piece of material is good, but..."
After playing with the topaz gourd carefully, Liu Wei'an showed a look of hesitation on his face, but Ai Ai did not continue to comment.
Hearing that Liu Wei'an only said half of what he said, Wei Hongjun couldn't help but urge: "It's just what? Brother, you should finish your sentence..."
"Ahem..."
Liu Wei'an coughed, turned to look at Ye Tian, and said, "Xiaotian, I don't know where your jade comes from. If my uncle is wrong, don't take it seriously..."
"Uncle, tell me, I know, haha..." Ye Tian couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"You know I'm talking about the carver, right?"
Liu Wei'an also laughed and explained to Wei Hongjun: "Brother Wei, this jade is good. If it is a piece of seed material, I'm afraid it can be sold for two to three thousand yuan, but the carving skills are a little worse.
This piece of good jade was wasted..."
Liu Wei'an was a kind man, but he had a look of regret on his face when he saw that this good piece of jade was so poorly carved.
"It's only worth two or three thousand yuan? Yes, Ye Tian, you can put it in there. Just treat it as pocket money. Let's see if no one buys it..."
After hearing Liu Weian's quotation, Wei Hongjun immediately lost interest. Using his net worth to buy things worth several thousand yuan was called losing status.
But no one knew that just ten years later, the price of Hetian jade would rise crazily. Top-quality topaz like Ye Tian was priced in grams, and the price of one gram was even several times that of gold.
Of course, at this time, the price of jade, including jadeite, was not very high. A pair of Hetian jade or green jadeite bracelets of high ice species cost about 800 yuan. In addition to the value of ancient jade, these new jade are not as valuable.
It didn't receive much attention.
Seeing Liu Wei'an speaking eloquently about the jade gourd that Ye Tian took out, Wei Hongjun gained some confidence, pointed to a booth more than ten meters away, and said: "Brother Liu, do you know anything about porcelain? Let's go there
Let’s take a look…”
Wei Hongjun prefers to collect porcelain. This thing can be displayed and looks generous. Ye Tian wants to set up a stall and let him play, but Boss Wei wants to buy some genuine items to take home.
"Ye Tian, what about you?" Liu Wei'an glanced at Ye Tian. He was afraid that Ye Tian was young and would not be fooled.
Ye Tian smiled and said nonchalantly: "Brother-in-law, you and Uncle Wei can go, I will just imitate you and practice in Panjiayuan..."
"Okay, uncle is here. Let me tell you, although the carving of this gourd is a bit poor, don't sell it for less than a thousand yuan. My uncle can sell it for this price if he gets it from Panjiayuan..." Liu Wei'an said on his side
As he walked, he didn't forget to turn around and tell Ye Tian something.
"One thousand yuan? I won't sell it if you add a zero at the end..."
Ye Tian smiled and said nothing. He used the key to open the glass of the booth next to him. After placing the gourd in the middle, he found that there were spotlights on the four corners of the glass cover and opened them all smoothly.
The white spotlight shines on the yellowed jade gourd, reflecting a slightly oily natural luster, which looks quite exquisite, but it conceals Ye Tian's poor knife skills.
There are indeed a lot of people here today, not only from the antique business, but also from bosses like Wei Hongjun who like to be arty. Not long after Ye Tian's jade gourd was put in, a lot of people were attracted.
A middle-aged man in his forties asked Ye Tian to take out the gourd and play with it, and then asked Ye Tian: "Little brother, how much do you sell this jade gourd for?"
"Haha, this...I can't say, uncle, how much do you think it's worth?"
Ye Tian's delicate face looked particularly immature at this moment, looking like he couldn't hide his face while asking for a price...
