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Chapter 011 Blue and White Porcelain Bird Food Jar (2)



As soon as he discovered the antique that emitted red light, He Qing became very energetic. At that moment, he concentrated on observing the small and exquisite ancient porcelain jar. As soon as his eyes focused a little, the red light on the small jar slowly rose.

It stood up and gathered into a thicker mass in front of his eyes.

Immediately, wisps of light flashed out of the red cloud-like air mass and shot quickly towards He Qing's eyes. At the same time, the "documentary" about the small porcelain jar began to play.

He Qing soon learned the ins and outs of that antique. It turned out that it was a feeder used by ancient literati to raise birds. The origin of the small jar was very tortuous and was once collected by an important person.

"Such an ancient little jar?!" After watching the scenes, He Qing secretly said in surprise, "It turns out to be a small porcelain from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty!"

Based on his relatively rich historical knowledge, he determined the specific age of the small jar. Although he knew nothing about ancient porcelain and had no idea about the collection value of Xuande porcelain, based on his experience, since it was such an ancient piece

If it is something, it must have a certain value.

"Brother, what do you want to play? I have everything, just tell me."

At this moment, the stall owner started talking. He looked at He Qing with a smile. Seeing that the other person was so serious about appreciating the things on his stall, he was naturally very enthusiastic.

"Oh, I just want to take a look." He Qing reacted immediately and smiled calmly at the middle-aged man.

"Have you seen anything you like?" The boss asked immediately, "I have a very beautiful fan here. It is an old thing. It is especially suitable for a young man like you to collect and play."

As he spoke, he picked up a large fan from the stall. The fan seemed to have some ancient charm.

"Here, look at this word, dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and the poem on it is so artistic!" Then the boss carefully opened the fan and introduced it to He Qing with excitement, and said in a serious manner, "Did you know? These are Ji Xiaolan's calligraphy and paintings.

He wrote it in his own hand, Qianlong's imperial treasure fan! Don't tell me you don't know Ji Xiaolan, Ji Xiaolan with iron teeth and bronze teeth, Ji Xiaolan, the great scholar who was the sworn enemy of He Shen, the corrupt official of the Qing Dynasty! His handwriting is so good!"

"Oh, really?" He Qing smiled meaningfully, "Then according to what you said, your little yellow robe was worn by Emperor Qianlong when he was a child? And that little bottle, the snuff bottle, right? Could it be?

Did Heshen use it?"

When He Qing asked him this question, the boss's face turned red and he was quite embarrassed, because he could tell that there was something in the other person's words that was subtly sarcastic about him.

"It turns out that this kid is not a young kid, I really underestimated him!" The stall owner thought to himself, and He Qing saw through his "little scam" to attract customers. He was a little surprised, since the other party didn't look like a

Newcomers can't use such childish tricks.

In fact, He Qing was not sure whether it was Ji Xiaolan's treasure fan, but he was not interested because there was no "baoguang" on it, indicating that the collector's affection was not very deep.

"Haha, that's about it." The stall owner smiled in embarrassment, and after finishing speaking, he put the fan he was boasting about back to its original position.

"Boss, how do you sell that small jar?" Later, He Qing pointed directly at the exquisite ancient porcelain jar and asked.

"Brother, you really have good eyesight!" The boss laughed again and said, "This bird food jar is well preserved and is a very old thing. The blue and white bird food jar has always been a treasure in the palm of your hand!"

That thing is called a "bird food jar"!

If the boss hadn't mentioned it, He Qing wouldn't have been able to accurately name it, even though he knew the origin of that thing clearly.

After all, there are only images in a "documentary film", but no sound or text comments!

"Yes, I know." He Qing said calmly, "How do you sell this bird food can?"

"Eighty yuan." The boss replied.

"Only eighty yuan?! Is it so cheap?!" After hearing the other party's quotation, He Qing was secretly surprised. The price of an antique that was passed down from the Ming Dynasty and collected by many people must be more than eighty yuan.

"Boss, eighty yuan is a bit expensive, can it be cheaper?" Although he was secretly happy, on the surface he didn't react much, and he still discussed the price with the boss calmly.

"At least seventy yuan," the boss said.

"Can you sell it for sixty yuan?" He Qing asked.

"Brother, seventy is already very cheap. If it's any less, I'll lose money." The boss smiled bitterly and shook his head. His tone was very firm, and it seemed that he was unwilling to give in.

He Qing looked hesitant, and after a while he shook his head seriously and said: "Boss, seventy is still a bit expensive, let's go a little less."

"Brother, you have to know that this bird food can is a very old thing and is highly collectible!" The boss suddenly picked up the small bird food can and frowned, seeming a little impatient.

He Qing said calmly: "If my estimate is correct, these were originally a pair of bird food cans, one for feeding and one for watering. Unfortunately, you only have one. If it is a

If it is right, the price must be more than twice this price. So boss, I am not saying that the price is high, it is objective. If you don’t believe me, go to the Bird Food Can Collecting Association and ask about the price of a single bird food can.

It’s not a huge discount. For sixty yuan, you really won’t lose money!”

"Brother, I have convinced you. I didn't expect to meet an expert today! Sixty yuan, just sixty yuan!" The boss said with admiration. He Qing's words are true, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

It turns out that the bird food jar lost its matching one and became eclipsed.

"Haha, thank you. I'll pay you right away." He Qing said, and he happily took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the boss. He asked for forty more for one hundred yuan. That Xuande

Birdseed cans are really cheap this year.

"Brother, you...what are you?" When He Qing handed over one hundred yuan, the boss looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't understand.

He Qing said: "I'll give you the money, don't you want to sell it? Boss, we have agreed that the bird food can is 60 yuan, you can't go back on it."

"Brother, are you kidding me?" the boss said in a dumbfounded voice, "The price is sixty, RMB 6,000."

"Six thousand yuan?!" He Qing was secretly shocked when he heard this.

The thoughts in his mind suddenly started to spin rapidly, and he soon figured it out. The only thing is that the antique shop has its own rules. The boss just now regarded him as an expert, so he used the jargon. One dollar should be equal to one hundred dollars.

Money, and sixty is six thousand yuan.

"Don't mind, I'm just kidding you. I won't give you less than six thousand yuan." He Qing immediately changed his "concept" and thought that since he had negotiated with the other party, he couldn't go back on his promise.

Otherwise, if you finally look familiar, you will be looked down upon by others.

The main reason is that the bird food jar may be really a good thing, and I can find another treasure this time!

"Oh, it's okay, I know you're joking." The boss smiled and said, "Brother, this thing belongs to you. I haven't asked for your name yet."

"He Qing. Boss, this is six thousand yuan. You have to count it." He Qing took out six thousand yuan from his bag and said. He now has nearly forty thousand yuan, so he can still get six thousand yuan.

After the transaction, He Qing took the so-called blue and white porcelain bird food jar and started playing with it. He didn't know why, but since he learned the origin of this thing, he felt more intimate, as if there was a mysterious force pulling him.

, let him put it down.

"He Qing——"

Walking forward casually, suddenly, I heard a familiar shout coming from the right front.

He Qing subconsciously raised his head and looked around. What caught his eye was a young woman with an proud figure.

That woman has picturesque features and is as beautiful as a peach or plum. She is none other than Gu Qing, the "antique Xi Tzu" who runs a street stall here!

"Gu Qing!" He Qing immediately nodded to Gu Qing and walked up.

"He Qing, what treasures are you looking for again?" When He Qing approached, Gu Qing glanced at the blue and white bird food jar he was looking at and said, "That's a bird food jar, right? It's quite beautiful. Yes.

Can’t you show it to me?”

"Of course." He Qing handed the bird food can to the other party for appreciation without hesitation.

At this moment, a white-haired old man who was watching quietly in front of Gu Qing's stall also noticed the blue and white porcelain bird food jar that Gu Qing was looking at.

"He Qing, you have good eyesight. This is a very old blue and white bird food jar." Gu Qing praised, "The inscription on it is 'Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty'. Even if it is not from the Xuande period, it is from the Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China.

It’s a period replica. How much did you pay for it?”

"Six thousand." He Qing answered truthfully.

Gu Qing said happily: "Then you must have picked it up. A pastel bird food jar from the Qing Dynasty that I saw before cost more than 9,000 yuan with a gap on the rim. You missed it. Well, I'll give it back to you. You can keep it properly."

With."

He Qing happily took it, nodded and said, "It's okay."

Hearing what the expert Gu Qing said, he felt relieved, at least he would not suffer a loss.

"This little brother, are you willing to transfer your blue and white bird food can?" The old man who had been standing by and listened to the exchange between He Qing and Gu Qing suddenly said in a somewhat excited tone, "The little girl said nine thousand

, I’ll give you twelve thousand.”

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