The night before, I had tormented Luo Tian so much, learning how to create dark spots, and then came out to play romantic with a little girl. I went through the park gate to see some fireflies, but the fireflies didn't look at me. I was teased by the little girl so much!!
Luo Tian felt a little hazy when he woke up in the morning. It wasn't that he was physically tired, but that his brain was hazy. Yesterday's events were spinning in his mind like a flyby. He sat on the edge of the bed and sat for a long time before he finally woke up and was busy.
Go clean yourself up.
On the way to the antique street, Luo Tian bought two fried cakes and a cup of soy milk on the street, and ate them while walking. Although he now has money, Luo Tian still likes the unique flavor of this street, and it is comfortable to eat.
When he came to the antique street, he was happy to find that Ding Cheng had already arrived at the door. However, because he did not have the key, he sat on the steps at the door. When he saw Luo Tian coming, he immediately stood up: "Brother Tian,
you arrived."
This may be the sequelae of being a gangster, asking everyone to have a "brother", but Brother Tian is still quite comfortable to listen to, just like Xiao Ma in "A Better Tomorrow". Luo Tian nodded: "Yeah
, why did you come so early? Have you had breakfast? "
"I've eaten." This was exactly what happened. Ding Cheng, who thought he was invincible in the world, actually became a little shorter in front of Luo Tian, and he had the temperament of a good boy.
Luo Tian opened the door, but Lao Zhang and A Yi had not come yet. These two people were considered old-timers. They knew that there was not much business in the antique street in the morning, and they usually would not come so early. Zhou Bozhai should be doing Tai Chi on the rooftop at this time. Luo Tian felt that
There is nothing wrong with opening the door early to do business, but what if you bump into a customer?
You can also encounter a ghost in broad daylight. Just when this idea came to Luo Tian's mind, a thick voice came from behind: "Boss, is the door open?"
When he turned around, he saw an unfamiliar face. Did he come to the antique street early in the morning? Seeing the confused expression on Luo Tian's face, the man in his fifties said: "I came from the country, I thought antiques in the city were
The shops all opened early, and after walking around, you were the only one who opened the door."
Luo Tian looked at this "countryman". His skin was very rough, and his face was as dry as dry land without water. He was holding something wrapped in floral cloth in his arms, and he was holding it tightly in his arms.
, imagine holding a child who is just one month old, very carefully.
"Well, what's wrong with you?"
"Boss, take a look at this thing, do you want it?" The man pointed to the thing in his hand with his chin: "I just dug this out of the field."
Luo Tian became a little interested: "Come in and talk."
After entering the store, the man carefully opened the package in his hand, revealing an old-looking jar with a little dirt on it. It had just been dug out of the field, and it looked quite fresh.
, the man was a little excited: "Boss, look, people in our village say it's an antique, so I'm bringing it over here. Can you see if it's an antique and how much it's worth?"
Luo Tian held it in his hand and took a look. The pot was about twenty-five centimeters high, wide at the top and small at the bottom. He used a ruler to mark it, and the diameter of the mouth of the pot was about eight centimeters. The pattern on it was that of a lotus, and the pattern was thick.
Judging from the pattern style, it looked like pottery from the Qing Dynasty. Looking at the bottom of the jar, it was marked with the sample number of Jingdezhen ceramics. After he had a rough idea, Luo Tian used his superpower and looked at it intently.
, the entire clay pot was surrounded by green light, with several numbers dangling inside - 1834!!
After a mental calculation, 1834 was the 14th year of Daoguang, and this jar was made in the 14th year of Daoguang. Luo Tian glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Where did you dig this out?"
"In the mountains behind my house, I opened a piece of land there, and when I opened it, I dug out this jar." Tanzi clapped his lips: "Boss, do you think this is valuable?"
In the Qing Dynasty, this pottery pot of Lotus truncatula was used as a household item for the dead. Folks regarded it as an auspicious pot, used to cool the food for the dead, and then put it in a coffin for the deceased to be buried with him. How dare this man dig mountains and dig
It has been buried in someone's ancestral grave. However, although this jar is not produced by the official kiln, it is also produced by Jingdezhen. It still has some value and can still be collected.
"This is something from Daoguang in the Qing Dynasty, but the market value is not high. After all, the history is not very long. I will keep this. It's six hundred yuan. What do you think?" Luo Tian asked the man.
The man rubbed his hands and said, "Okay, dig up the mountain and dig out six hundred yuan."
Luo Tian paid happily. The man took the money and confirmed that the number was correct. Before he was about to go out, he turned back and asked, "Can I bring it over next time I have something like this?"
"Of course, the more the better." Luo Tian sent the man out: "Look for my sign, Qifangzhai and Hongyun Antiques."
"Okay, okay." The man agreed repeatedly.
Seeing the man go out happily, Luo Tian found a place to put the lotus root and wrote down the account at the same time. There was an indescribable strangeness on Ding Cheng's face. He looked at Luo Tian and opened his mouth.
, after all, he still didn’t say it, and now, he is not sure about certain things.