Soon, He Qing met Mr. Zheng's friend Master Ding. Master Ding looked to be in his fifties, of medium height, very energetic, and spoke very fluently. You could tell at a glance that he had that kind of mind.
A shrewd businessman.
"What a talented person, young and promising!"
After meeting He Qing, Master Ding praised loudly.
"Master Ding, you're very grateful." He Qing said politely.
Master Ding said with some excitement: "It's true that a famous teacher makes a good disciple! I know everything about you, so don't be modest."
He Qing smiled slightly and said: "What I am today is all thanks to the cultivation of my master. Master Ding, listen to my master, you know where the purple clay pot he wants is."
He immediately changed the topic and directly mentioned the thing that Mr. Zheng asked him to do, which was to help collect a purple clay pot.
Master Ding nodded with a smile and said: "I know, of course I know! Xiao He, please come to my place and sit down for a chat."
"Yeah, okay." He Qing agreed happily.
Then they followed Master Ding into a nearby shop, which was a purple clay pot specialty store. The store sold a variety of purple clay pots, with different colors, shapes and sizes, each with its own characteristics.
Although He Qing has no research on purple clay teapots and rarely enjoys them, he also knows that there are many collectors who like to play with purple clay teapots, and Mr. Zheng is one of them.
Purple clay teapots have always been collectibles, especially those made by famous artists, which are highly treasured.
In recent years, the market for collecting purple clay teapots has become very hot. Collection-grade purple clay teapots from famous artists have hit new highs in the auction market, ranging from hundreds of thousands to several million or even tens of millions, setting a record for sky-high price transactions for teapots.
After inviting He Qing and others into the purple clay pot shop, Master Ding enthusiastically served them tea and brewed a pot of fine Longjing tea with his own hands.
"Xiao He, Lao Zheng should explain this matter clearly to you."
While tasting tea with the guests, Master Ding said solemnly: "What he wants is an old purple clay teapot, probably from the mid-Qing Dynasty. I looked at it and think it's fine. Now I'm waiting for you to confirm. Haha."
.You are an expert and have excellent eyesight. With your help, there will definitely be no problem!"
He Qing hurriedly shook his head and said: "Master Ding, you are being humble. Of course my master trusts you, he just wants us to bring him things back along the way."
Master Ding smiled and said: "Then I'm telling the truth. I'm good at selling purple clay teapots, but I'm really a layman in appraising antiques. I can't compare with experts like you! I haven't got that purple clay teapot yet.
It's in the hands of relatives. When is it convenient for you? If it's convenient, I'll take you to have a look. If you think it's okay, then take it away. Anyway, I will definitely negotiate the best price for you."
"You can go and see it now." He Qing said without hesitation, "We are free this afternoon, but we may have to leave tomorrow."
Master Ding said hurriedly: "Then let's go over and see something later."
The two quickly settled on the matter. However, instead of leaving immediately, He Qing chatted with Master Ding about his purple sand shop and its market conditions.
Later, they also visited his purple clay teapot store under the leadership of Master Ding. Master Ding introduced them to some unique purple clay teapots. He Qing found it very interesting. These things he had rarely come into contact with before. Today is considered a special occasion.
My eyes were opened.
Finally, He Qing and Bai Wenchao each bought a purple clay pot, the most expensive one. Master Ding was naturally very happy.
After buying the purple clay pot, Master Ding said: "Xiao He, let's go there now. I just called my relatives and they happen to be at home. You can go there now."
"Well, let's go." He Qing nodded and responded.
So the four of them, led by Master Ding, drove to the house selling old purple clay pots.
The place was located in a relatively remote suburb and was a bit far away. It took He Qing and the others nearly an hour to get to their destination.
The arrival location was an ordinary residential area. After getting off the bus, Master Ding led them directly to his relative's house.
Not long after, they arrived at the home of Mr. Xue that Master Ding had mentioned.
Mr. Xue's house is small, but there are many people, including several children, making it very chaotic and noisy.
Mr. Xue and his family were very enthusiastic. Seeing that Master Ding had brought the antique collector, they quickly took out the old purple clay pot that Master Zheng requested and gave it to He Qing and others for appraisal.
In fact, before the thing was taken out of the box, He Qing was basically sure that the thing was indeed an old antique, because there was a group of "treasure light" emitting from it, and it was relatively strong.
"Young man, look, the things are still here and haven't been moved at all." Mr.
Tea, but later we heard people said it was an antique, so we didn’t dare to use it anymore for fear of damage.”
He Qing smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction and said: "You must protect it well. Children don't recognize this as a treasure or any other ordinary thing, and it is easy to break. But the purple clay pot must be used, and it must be used frequently. Keep it on the shelf
That’s wrong. Master Ding, do you think I’m right?”
"Xiao He, you are so right!" Master Ding nodded vigorously and agreed, "The purple sand pot is cultivated, just like the jade you wear. The more you cultivate it, the more spiritual it becomes. If you put it away, it will look like
It's like iron rusting, losing a layer of its luster. But their family is in a very special situation, as you can see, there are so many children, so many cups and dishes have been broken."
He Qing nodded and said, "I can understand this."
"Well, Xiao He, what do you think of this purple clay pot?" Master Ding asked immediately.
A genius appraisal expert like He Qing can basically tell whether something is good or bad at a glance.
He Qing said: "It should be good, it's an old purple clay pot."
"Xiao He, you have such good eyesight!" Master Ding praised him.
This is the real appraisal expert, one glance!
He admired and admired He Qing's confidence very much.
"Can I take a good look at it first?" He Qing said.
"Of course! Please take a look at it as you like!" Mr. Xue agreed hastily. Seeing that He Qing was very optimistic about his own things, he was naturally happy.
At that moment, He Qing carefully picked up the purple clay teapot and carefully inspected it from the outside to the inside. Lin Haitao was also observing attentively.
The two of them had a conversation about the characteristics of this purple clay teapot, and according to them, it was very well made.
After admiring it as usual, He Qing activated his eye power to take a closer look.
By looking at the ins and outs of the thing, he became more certain that the thing was just as Master Ding said, an antique purple clay pot from the mid-Qing Dynasty.
"Master Ding, Mr. Xue, I've finished reading." After carefully putting down the teapot, He Qing said solemnly, "There's nothing wrong with the teapot, and I like it better. Mr. Xue, please give me a price."
Since it was introduced by Mr. Zheng's trusted friend and the other party was his relative, He Qing was very direct. The other party should not be so bold as to offer an outrageous price.
Master Ding replied on behalf of Mr.
The company's valuation is as follows. The starting price is set at around 100,000, and the final transaction price is estimated to be around 100,000.
.As for the price of this purple clay teapot, I have also discussed it with Lao Zheng. The tentative price we have set is the starting price estimated by the auction company. It is one hundred thousand yuan. I don’t know how you feel about this price. If you have
You can express your opinions directly, don't worry about anything. Haha, sales are all negotiated."
"One hundred thousand?" He Qing said without hesitation. "This price is reliable, no problem. I accept it."
"Mr. He, thank you!" Hearing that the other party readily agreed to the price, Mr. Xue was surprised and happy. He excitedly held He Qing's hand and was extremely grateful.
He Qing shook his head and said: "Mr. Xue, what are you thanking me for? We should thank you. You brought us such a beautiful old purple clay pot. The price is worth it."
He is honest and tells the truth.
Master Ding also said happily: "Xiao He, since you have no objection, let's make it this way. This purple clay pot costs one hundred thousand. Now the things can be packed. You can take it back to Lao Zheng. As for the money, follow
He said that’s it.”
He Qing said: "I will give the money to Mr. Xue now, but I can't delay other people's affairs."
He could see that Mr. Xue's family was in a difficult situation and had many people talking. To a rich man, one hundred thousand dollars was nothing, just a drop in the bucket. But in the eyes of the Xue family, it was a huge amount of money, which could make a big difference.
Come in handy.
"Xiao He, did you bring the money too?" Master Ding said in surprise.
He Qing shook his head and said: "No, I don't have that much money with me. But I can write a check. I don't know if Mr.
Then we can also go to the bank together to make transfer transactions."
"Why don't you accept it?" Master Ding said with a smile, "Can we still not trust you?"
Mr. Xue also nodded quickly and said: "Of course the check is fine!"
He Qing said happily: "That's good."
Then he took out the check and wrote it. The amount of one hundred thousand was written in black and white on it, not a penny less.
When the check was handed to Mr. Xue, he was grateful again.
After getting the money, Mr. Xue hurriedly wrapped the old purple clay pot so that He Qing could take it away at any time.
After successfully getting an exquisite old purple clay pot for Mr. Zheng, He Qing and the others were preparing to say goodbye and leave. They had to go back to the hotel to make preparations and rush to Xinjiang tomorrow.
But at this moment, Mr. Xue suddenly called out: "Mr. He, do you still accept the antiques?"
He Qing asked in surprise: "Do you have any other antiques at home?"
Apart from the aura emanating from the purple clay pot, he didn't sense any other aura, so he had no interest in it.
Just listen to Mr. Xue reply: "No, it's not my family, it's someone else's. Just now a neighbor called me and he asked me to ask you about it on his behalf."
He Qing asked in confusion: "Your neighbor? Where is he? How did he know that we came to your house to collect antiques?"
Mr. Xue said with a smile: "I told that person before you came because he really wanted to buy it."
"Oh, is that so?" He Qing said with a sudden expression, "Where is his home? You can go and have a look."
Since people asked about it, go and have a look. It doesn’t matter if the stuff is not good, just treat it as a casual stroll here.
Mr. Xue replied: "His home is downstairs, on the first floor. The person who asked me to ask you is Lao Liang, Teacher Liang. He used to be a middle school teacher, but now he is retired and has been taking care of his daughter at home.
Her daughter has uremia and is now divorced. She has no place to go, so she can only take the child back to live with her parents. This is very disastrous for Lao Liang. His little pension is not enough to treat his daughter and pay for the expensive medical expenses.
?”
"That's indeed quite difficult." He Qing nodded.
This was said by Mr.
The situation of Lao Liang's family is indeed worthy of sympathy. Now that people are asking about it enthusiastically, it would be embarrassing not to show him something.
"Mr. He, would you like to go to Lao Liang's house to see those antiques?" Mr. Xue asked.
"Okay, let's take a look." He Qing agreed.
Mr.
But He Qing shook his hand and said: "No, we'd better go there in person to prevent others from running away. It's not easy for the elderly to go upstairs. We have to go down anyway."
"That's fine. Come on, I'll take you down." Mr. Xue nodded hurriedly and agreed.
So he took He Qing and the others downstairs and came to the bottom floor behind the building, which was Lao Liang's house.
There is a small yard in front of Lao Liang's house, where he set up his own tent.
There were two people sitting there under the tent, one was a little girl and the other was a relatively young woman. The woman was sitting in a wheelchair, her face was pale and her expression was weak, she was obviously ill.
Mr. Xue first introduced that the woman was Teacher Liang's sick daughter. Her condition was now very serious, but their family was too poor and did not have enough money to send her to the hospital for professional treatment.
Later, Mr. Xue took He Qing and others into the Liang family.
The light in Liang's house was dim, but the moment he walked in, He Qing not only didn't feel the darkness, but also felt that his eyes suddenly brightened.
Because he discovered that something in the room was emitting a strong red aura, shining brightly.
This was something he never expected. It seemed like Lao Liang had a treasure in his hands.