Chapter 168 The Imperial System of the Western Han Dynasty
Chapter 168: Imperial System of the Western Han Dynasty
"Broken porcelain? Viagra, wasn't the one your dad bought for more than one million RMB also broken porcelain? Let me tell you, these porcelain tiles are more expensive than the one Uncle Yang bought."
Zhuang Rui didn't have the same experience as Viagra, and said proudly, the satisfaction brought by picking up leaks at this street stall is something that ordinary people can't understand, and the beauty of it is not enough to be explained to outsiders.
Weiwei didn't quite believe it, so he reached into his bag, took out a piece of Ru porcelain and looked at it for a long time. He didn't see Zi Wu Maoyou coming, so he put the porcelain piece back into Zhuang Rui's handbag and asked doubtfully: "Old man
Well, it’s all broken into pieces like this, can it still be put back together? Did you make a mistake? Who did you hear to say that this piece of junk is valuable?”
"Go, go, go... I have nothing in common with you. If you don't believe me, I will go back to Zhonghai. I can make you spend five million to buy these junk things in your mouth. Do you believe it?"
Talking to Viagra about this was like talking to a duck. Zhuang Rui didn't find any sense of satisfaction, so he simply pulled up his handbag and tucked it under his arm, and stopped talking nonsense with him.
The reason why Zhuang Rui pays so much attention to Ru kiln porcelain is actually due to the Chenghua doucai chicken cup purchased by Yang's father. When Uncle De was repairing the chicken cup, he once told Zhuang Rui something interesting.
The true story about Ru kiln porcelain.
Uncle De entered the antique business. Although he was born in Yeluzi, his skills in repairing porcelain are very famous in China. He is a nationally famous expert in restoring ancient porcelain. If some domestic professional archaeological teams unearth broken porcelain pieces,
Everyone will find Uncle De to help. This is also the reason why Uncle De knows and has a good relationship with some archeology professors at Peking University.
In 2000, a collector from Henan made a special trip to Zhonghai to find Uncle De. The man's surname was Xu, let's call him Lao Xu. Lao Xu specialized in collecting ancient porcelain.
Tibetan friends all know that in the early part of this century, many collectors liked to go to the countryside. Collectors from Beijing, Tianjin and other places like to go to Hebei and Shanxi the most. And this old Xu is from Ruzhou City, Henan.
, I became more interested in the legendary Ru kiln porcelain. When I had free time on weekends, I would often wander around the countryside around Ruzhou.
One weekend, Lao Xu drove his motorcycle to the neighboring Baofeng County. When he first arrived at a village, the weather was originally fine, but suddenly it started to rain heavily. At that time, he went to a farmhouse to take shelter from the rain.
, there was only a middle-aged woman at home with her child in this farmhouse, saying that the men had gone to work in the fields, and Lao Xu was too embarrassed to enter the house, so he stayed outside under the eaves to avoid the rain.
It happened to be summer, and the rain stopped just as quickly. It stopped within ten minutes. When Lao Xu was about to leave, the man of the house came back, but he was helped back by others.
In the summer, when rural people work in the fields, they sometimes don't wear shoes. This is the same. When I was working barefoot, I saw it was raining heavily, so I hurried home. When I got to the roadside, I accidentally stepped on something.
Something hit him, and he immediately made a big gash on the sole of his foot, which was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, there were people working in the fields nearby, so they helped him back.
The male host had a very stubborn temper. Before leaving, he insisted on digging out the thing that scratched his foot. No, he even held it in his hand when he entered the yard.
After the foot was bandaged, the man looked at the thing in his hand and became very angry. It turned out to be a broken piece of porcelain, which should be the base of a bowl, about the size of a child's hand. I don't know which evil spirit threw it to the ground.
Inside, the male owner cursed and threw the broken piece of porcelain into the yard. It landed right at Lao Xu's feet and broke into two pieces.
Lao Xu was a porcelain player, so he habitually picked it up and looked at it. Although the porcelain piece was still stained with mud, the unique azure green glaze of Ru kiln porcelain immediately caught his eye, and Lao Xu quickly judged
Come on, this is definitely a fragment of Ru kiln porcelain.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Old Xu put the half-shaped Ru kiln porcelain into his bag, took out a cigarette, and got close to the male host. No one is stupid these days, and there are always things like this
People like Lao Xu came to the village to collect some bottles and cans. If it were a complete piece of porcelain, the man would definitely sell it for a price, but he didn't care about the broken pieces of porcelain and took the one whose foot was pricked just now.
I told Lao Xu the place in detail.
Lao Xu was so excited that he parked his motorcycle at the farmhouse and borrowed a shovel. He didn't care that it had just rained heavily and the road was muddy. He spent ten yuan to ask the person who sent the injured man back to take him there.
The man's feet were pricked, and he carefully searched for them.
Lao Xu rummaged there for more than five hours. He was covered in mud and water and had wounds on his hands. He actually managed to collect all the fragments of the entire piece of porcelain. There were a total of twelve fragments. He roughly pieced them together.
Not bad, it's a Ru kiln porcelain bowl.
The restoration of ancient porcelain is a very demanding craftsmanship. Lao Xu knew that his skills were not good, so he found a connection to inquire about Uncle De. He rushed from Henan to Zhonghai and asked Uncle De to help him repair this Ru porcelain official kiln bowl.
At an auction in Zhonghai in 2001, this Ru kiln porcelain bowl restored with twelve porcelain pieces sold for a high price of 4.88 million, which was far higher than Song Xingjun's Chenghua doucai.
Chicken bowl cup.
It was only after Zhuang Rui learned this story that he realized that these precious porcelains, even if they were repaired from broken porcelain, were worth a lot of money. The sixteen broken porcelain pieces he had just found had a shiny glaze on their surface, and
Zhuang Rui saw through his spiritual energy that there were sparse air bubbles in the cross-section glaze. If he guessed correctly, this should also be a Ruguan kiln from Baofeng Qingliang Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty.
There are two Ru kiln addresses that have been confirmed. One is the Ru kiln in Zhanggong Lane, and the other is the Ru kiln in Baofeng Qingliang Temple. Although both are Ru kilns, in the market, the Ru kiln in Qingliang Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty is
The price is more than ten times that of Ru Kiln in Zhanggongxiang.
According to Zhuang Rui's idea, after repairing his Ru kiln porcelain, he could sell it for two to three million, and it only cost more than two hundred yuan. This was faster than robbing a bank, and at first he
It can also be seen with eyesight. This kind of satisfaction cannot be described in words.
However, Zhuang Rui's good mood was completely ruined by the ignorant guy like the boss.
Seeing that Zhuang Rui didn't speak for a moment, Wei Wei thought that he had been hit by him. He raised his hand triumphantly and said to Zhuang Rui: "Young man, what do you think of this piece of porcelain I collected? Let me tell you, this is authentic
The white porcelain of the Han Dynasty, my old man has exactly the same one, but I think his one is not as good as mine."
"Han Dynasty white porcelain?"
Zhuang Rui was stunned by Viagra's words. The Han Dynasty was basically made of celadon, and the firing was very rough. Uncle De had also heard about white porcelain, but that was to reduce the iron content when the celadon glaze was fired.
, and fired with oxidizing flame, white porcelain can be fired only occasionally. The quantity is pitifully small, and compared with the exquisite porcelain of later generations, the collection value is not very great. Such objects are simply rare today.
Arrived.
"Boss, that porcelain jar in your house is fake. You don't know it, right? This one of yours, tsk tsk..."
The meaning of Zhuang Rui's words is self-evident. What Weibo is holding is a daily kettle. Its shape is very simple, and there is some dirt on it. But if it is from the Han Dynasty, Zhuang Rui will not be beaten to death.
believe.
"Hey, maknae, don't believe it. The stall owner just said that they dug this object out of the tomb, and now it's being targeted by the police. It only cost 800 yuan to sell it to me cheaply.
, look, there is a mark on the bottom of this pot, it can’t be fake, right?”
When the boss first started speaking, he was still full of confidence, but his voice became smaller and smaller. Now he came to his senses, why did this story become more and more false the more he thought about it.
"Do you still have a mark? Bring it to me. Let's also see the Han porcelain with a mark."
Zhuang Rui held back his laughter, took the porcelain pot from Weiwei's hand, turned it over and looked at the bottom of the pot.
"Haha...hahaha..."
After seeing the mark on the bottom of the pot, Zhuang Rui couldn't help it anymore. He didn't care that this was a ghost market and it was a place where no noise was allowed by custom, so he laughed loudly.
"Maknae, what's wrong? What makes you so happy?"
The fourth child heard Zhuang Rui's laughter and ran over quickly. This guy was holding something in his hand, but it was very small, like a jade object.
"No, it's okay. Let's put it in another place. Viagra is really talented."
Zhuang Rui finally suppressed his laughter, and first returned the porcelain bottle plug to Viagra's hand, so as not to accidentally break the treasure of Viagra. After looking around, Zhuang Rui led the two of them to the street.
At an alleyway on the side.
Stopping, Zhuang Rui said to the puzzled Fourth Brother: "Fourth Brother, first take a look at the name of Boss's porcelain pot."
"Made by Emperor Xiaojing of the Western Han Dynasty, what's wrong? My youngest, is there anything wrong with this?" The fourth child took the porcelain pot and read the inscription on the bottom.
"Yes, Emperor Xiaojing is the father of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and he is also very famous in history." The boss continued, saying that these guys are very good at history.
"I didn't say that Emperor Xiaojing was not the father of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but Weiwei, if you lived in the Western Han Dynasty and made such a porcelain, would you say so on your signature?" Zhuang Rui suppressed his laughter and asked Yang Wei.
"Don't all official kilns have to write the year number? Of course they do." Wei Wei actually knew about official kilns and private kilns. It seemed that he had been influenced a lot by his father.
Seeing Yang Wei's confused look, the fourth child suddenly reacted and burst into laughter, even more exaggerated than Zhuang Rui. He actually squatted on the ground with laughter. The angry boss picked him up and said: "
What's wrong? Don't laugh, kid, and tell me clearly."
"Boss...Boss, you are...too powerful. People in the Western Han Dynasty can predict the future. How could they know that there would be an Eastern Han Dynasty in the future, so they wrote the name as the Western Han Dynasty first."
When Wei Wei heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded. His face was as red as a pig's liver. This man was really embarrassed.
