In the bustling crowd, everyone was looking happy, waving the gadgets they had just bought, and calling out to friends. There were two tall foreign girls, one wearing a Peking Opera mask on his face, and the other carrying a
Zhuang Rui was quite speechless as he watched the dulcimer and erhu.
However, Zhuang Rui also had a clear understanding in his heart. People who come here only have the idea of Taobao. What they really enjoy is the lively environment and cultural atmosphere with unique Chinese characteristics.
While Zhuang Rui was still standing at the gate of Panjiayuan, calculating the proportion of real and fake objects here, Officer Miao had already rushed in with great interest. It was so chaotic here that one could get away without mercy. Zhuang Rui had no choice but to
, can only follow.
"Okay, just think of it as a visit..."
Zhuang Rui can only comfort himself in this way. If there are no real objects in Panjiayuan, it is impossible. There are just millions of gadgets. If you can pick out the real thing, you will definitely be lucky. Even Zhuang
The same is true for Rui You's use of spiritual energy.
You know, there are several or even more than a dozen pairs of hands picking at each stall. Even if you have spiritual energy, you can't use it? How rare is it for Zhuang Rui to groom those people's bodies for free?
"After my courtyard is built, I can buy some high-end imitations and put them in it..."
Zhuang Rui followed Miao Feifei around a few stalls. Not to mention, he was really interested because the high-imitation porcelain and some pottery here were very exquisitely made. If you didn't hold them in your hands and use your spiritual energy to distinguish them,
It is difficult to tell the authenticity from the fake. Judging from the firing and casting process, they should all follow the ancient firing formula process.
In fact, the production process of some modern craft porcelain is no less than that of ancient firing techniques, and the quality is much better, and the artistic appreciation is also stronger. It’s just that antiques are just an ancient word. They are not like jade.
Good quality means value. This thing is not an old item and has no history. No matter how exquisite it is, it is useless.
After wandering around for more than half an hour, Zhuang Rui finally discovered that Miao Feifei was just crazy about people. She squeezed in wherever there were people, and after squeezing in, she just watched the fun. Zhuang Rui was miserable, and she thought
There is no time to pick out a few items with good imitations.
"Zhuang Rui, come here, come here to help..."
Just now when Zhuang Rui was squatting on the ground trying to look at a snuff bottle, Miss Miao waved to him again from a place five or six meters away, but there was also a tall white man standing next to her, and not far away there was another
More than a dozen people were watching the excitement.
"What's going on?" Zhuang Rui walked over and asked.
"I don't know either. This foreigner goes around asking people to talk to him. He seems to be in a hurry. What do you want to do?"
Officer Ganqing Miao is willing to help others, but his English is not very good. He spent a long time gesticulating with the foreigner, but he didn't understand what the other person meant.
Zhuang Rui suppressed his laughter and said to the foreigner: "Friend, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Oh, you know English? That's great. I want to ask where the bathroom is? Actually, my body language is great, but it's a pity that this is a beautiful lady..."
The foreigner was very humorous. Although it was uncomfortable to hold in his urine, he still made a joke with Zhuang Rui. Zhuang Rui could not imagine that if the foreigner showed the body language of peeing to Miao Feifei, would Officer Miao let him
I haven't been able to urinate since then.
Miao Feifei saw that Zhuang Rui was just smiling and not saying anything, so she quickly pushed him and asked: "Why are you laughing? What is this foreigner going to do?"
"He's looking for the bathroom, and I don't know where it is." Zhuang Rui replied casually. It was also his first time coming to Panjiayuan.
Miao Feifei blushed when she heard this. She was familiar with Panjiayuan. She pointed out the place to the foreigner, and the people watching the excitement dispersed. After this incident, Officer Miao became much more honest and followed Zhuang Rui from stall to stall.
past.
Surrounded by crowds of people, Zhuang Rui soon finished browsing a row of stalls. It was just one row. There were more than 3,000 Panjiayuan stalls. He didn't know how many rows they would be divided into. Since he couldn't look at each stall for several minutes,
He was squeezed by the crowd and had to move forward, so Zhuang Rui gained nothing. He used his spiritual energy to identify several objects, but they were all fakes.
When he was about to enter the second row at the corner, Zhuang Rui saw a circle of people gathered at the door of a store. It was a blind spot and people did not pass through it. Zhuang Rui was about to go over and take a look. He just turned around and planned to greet Xia Miao.
When Feifei came, the eldest lady had already squeezed in. Zhuang Rui was sweating in his heart. He was not afraid of being eaten by others even though he was dressed so hotly.
Zhuang Rui squeezed in and took a look, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It turned out that this shop had set up several stalls at the entrance, and they were all filled with ceramics. Zhuang Rui was not very interested in these items. The truly valuable ceramics were all
It's placed inside the shop. It's left outside where people are busy with their hands. If it gets broken, who does it belong to?
"Boss, can you make this cheaper?"
A somewhat strange voice came into Zhuang Rui's ears. The words seemed to come out word by word, but the pronunciation was very accurate and had a bit of a Beijing accent, but it was awkward no matter how you heard it.
Zhuang Rui looked around and saw that he was a foreigner, a white man. He couldn't tell which country he was from. Looking around, he found that half of the people watching were foreign tourists.
"Fifty thousand US dollars, it can't be cheaper. This is what the emperor has used. By the way, you are like the queen of your country, whose name is Elizabeth. Yes, it is the same as what the queen named Elizabeth has used. It is still fifty thousand dollars."
Is it expensive?”
The man who was looking at the stall was a young man about the same age as Zhuang Rui. He opened his mouth and offered a price of fifty thousand dollars. He also gave the foreigner an analogy. However, this analogy was a bit nondescript. Britain is not a king without a handle, so he insisted.
Compare a queen with no tricks to a Chinese emperor.
In the eyes of foreigners, China has always been famous for its long history and mystery, and porcelain is the first impression foreigners have of China. There is no way, who asked china to be translated as porcelain, so these foreigners, in
When visiting Panjiayuan, I pay special attention to the porcelain.
However, Zhuang Rui on the side was surprised by the lion's big mouth of the stall owner. Looking at the porcelain placed in his hand, it was a blue and white landscape pot with a human figure lid. It was a complete set with the pot and lid. It was quite big.
, the jar has a straight mouth, a short neck, and a ring foot. The lid has a flat top, a slightly folded rim, and a ring-shaped grab button.
The whole body of the jar is decorated with blue and white landscape figures. The blue and white flowers are delicate and green, fresh and bright, and have the artistic effect of ink painting. The picture is clearly layered and full of three-dimensionality. The literati, the old man fishing alone, etc. in the painting are vivid. Judging from this shape, Zhuang Rui
It was judged that this should be an imitation of the blue and white figure-covered jar from the Kangxi reign.
Some friends don’t understand. Why do you say it’s an imitation? Isn’t that nonsense? The real Qing Kangxi blue and white landscape figure-covered jar is collected in the Palace Museum. Can it be sold here? Then again, that’s
It is a national first-class cultural relic and is prohibited from export. This foreigner cannot take it out even if he buys it. Zhuang Rui does not need to use his spiritual energy to see it. He also knows that this thing is fake. At most, it is a good imitation. This stall owner is a big
Fooling.
It's just that antiques are bought and sold, and both parties are willing to fight or suffer. What's more, the stall owner is cheating foreigners. Zhuang Rui simply watched the excitement from the side, while the Chinese people surrounding him,
It is estimated that most of them have the same thoughts as Zhuang Rui.
However, the foreigner must have been hanging around in China for a long time. He opened his mouth and said: "Two thousand yuan, if it sells, I will buy it. If it doesn't sell, it will be ignored."
"Two thousand US dollars?!" the stall owner asked. He knew whether it was true or not. If it could be sold for two thousand US dollars, it would be more than thirty times the profit.
"RMB, if it does not depreciate, is better than the US dollar..."
This foreigner is a genius, and what he said caused the crowd around to burst into laughter. Zhuang Rui and Miao Feifei also burst out laughing. These two people were so funny, and they talked about prices as if they were talking to each other.
"That won't work. Look at the firing craftsmanship. It's absolutely top-notch. Look again..."
Although the stall owner made a lot of money with the sales of two thousand yuan, he was a little unwilling to deceive a foreigner, so he didn't want to kill him, so he started talking with the foreigner in a vernacular.
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Zhuang Rui listened for a while and felt a little bored. He called Miao Feifei and prepared to continue shopping. He was also planning to find a good item to give to the old man. When he went to the old man's place at night, he couldn't go empty-handed.
"Huh?"
When Zhuang Rui was about to turn around, his eyes caught sight of a clay pot placed in the corner of the stall, and he couldn't move.
"Let's go, stop looking. That stall owner is too shady." Miao Feifei felt a sense of justice. Seeing Zhuang Rui stop, she thought he still wanted to watch the fun, so she gave Zhuang Rui a hand.
"Wait a minute, I saw something nice..." Zhuang Rui said softly, leaning forward again.
What Zhuang Rui is interested in is a dark flat-bottomed pottery jar, covered with dust and mud. From the surface, it is black with no other glaze color, and the patina does not seem to be very obvious, it looks a bit like it is old.
stuff.
"Boss, show me that black thing next to you." Zhuang Rui squeezed to the side of the clay pot and said in a rough voice in Pengcheng dialect.
"Come and get it yourself. I have all the treasures here. If they are broken, it's yours?" The stall owner was a little impatient. Didn't he see that he was talking about a big business? What trouble was he making?
Generally, antique stalls are divided into categories. Real objects and better imitations are placed next to the stall owner. The lower-grade ones are placed on the outside. The lower-grade ones are classified as disposal goods. Generally, they are
They are piled together or placed in an inconspicuous corner.
This clay pot should be a disposal item. Not only is it placed in the corner, but there are also many knickknacks piled up in front of it.
