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Chapter 077 The Lion's Big Opening

"You two, take a look. My ancestors had a high-ranking official who was the Minister of Rites during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. When he was old, he retired and returned to his hometown. He was also a wealthy family in the local area. He has accumulated wealth passed down from generation to generation. I bought a lot of fine antiques, but during the revolutionary years, they were all fired by the Red Guards, and only this flower pot was left without anyone knowing the goods..." Old Chen carefully opened the small wooden box while chattering to Chen Ran and Gao Qiang introduced.

Although Chen Ran and Gao Qiang already knew that he had good things at home, they still turned a deaf ear to his words. They both looked calmly and looked at the small wooden box he had opened, but the small wooden box had just been opened. Both of their eyes suddenly lit up, and their attention was suddenly attracted.

This is indeed a Jun kiln flowerpot. The inner wall is sky blue, the outer wall is rose purple, and the style is a glazed sunflower-style narcissus basin. Each of the five famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty has its own characteristics. Jun kiln has not been handed down for many reasons. , its evaluation is very high, and accordingly, its value is also very high.

The Jun kiln in front of you is a flowerpot, and the most common shapes of Jun kiln are bowls and basins, but the flowerpots are the most outstanding. In other words, if this flowerpot is authentic, its value will be great. , at least it will not be worse than that Xuande furnace.

The rose purple Jun kiln flowerpot is indeed very beautiful, with delicate texture and gorgeous glaze color. It is as noble as a princess of the royal family. In fact, Jun kiln is called the princess of the royal family and it is worthy of its name. Of course, if Only from the Northern Song Dynasty.

In the late Northern Song Dynasty, the porcelain fired was specially used for the palace to plant exotic flowers and plants. Therefore, among the shapes of Jun kiln vessels, flower pots were the most outstanding.

Porcelain cannot be touched unless you are very familiar with it during observation. This is to avoid Mr. Li breaking the jar. From this, Lao Chen took the flower pot out of the wooden box and placed it on the table. After that, Chen Ran and Gao Qiang also bent over and lowered their heads to observe.

Among them, Chen Ran also took out a magnifying glass from his pocket.

After observing for a moment, Chen Ran handed the magnifying glass to Gao Qiang. This Jun kiln narcissus basin seemed to him to be genuine. He was a little unsure whether it was genuine or not. After all, he had only entered the industry not long ago. Although during this period, He has made rapid progress, but experience and eyesight are not so easy to develop. Moreover, he has only seen the authentic Jun Kiln once in an antique shop, so it is not so easy to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

Now he has no shortage of theoretical knowledge, what he lacks is just experience and eyesight.

Fortunately, he has the ability to detect energy apertures to make up for this. When the two work together, he is no worse than an expert. Of course, this is only for now, as he still lacks experience and vision. Down.

In order to confirm whether the narcissus basin was genuine, Chen Ran used the energy aperture to detect it. Twelve transparent energy apertures flew out. Only then did the narcissus basin react, and nine white apertures with a hint of purple flew out. These nine apertures were all absorbed by Chen Ran, and the twelve transparent energy apertures were also absorbed by the narcissus basin, and then a faint white light appeared on its surface.

Nine purple-white circles!

This is enough to show that the narcissus basin in front of you is indeed from the Northern Song Dynasty or the late Northern Song Dynasty.

It's genuine!

Chen Ran secretly nodded to Gao Qiang. Although Gao Qiang also took a magnifying glass to look at it, in fact he was just watching the fun. He knew a little bit about the antiques industry, but he only scratched the surface. If he was really allowed to do it,

Identifying the authenticity of an antique is not as good as Chen Ran's, even without special abilities.

After Ning Wei looked at the broken chair at the door of the west wing, she ran over with her head shaking and asked Chen Ran for a magnifying glass. She bent down and pretended to look at it.

"How's it going? Haha, I went to the Institute of Archeology to have this thing appraised. It's definitely an old thing worth 800 yuan. Those experts even told me not to sell it for less than 750,000 yuan. I heard it's worth so much, so I

I discussed with my son that now that the RMB has depreciated so much and money is becoming less and less valuable, I might as well keep it as a family heirloom!" Seeing that Gao Qiang and Chen Ran were both impressed, Lao Chen said with a smile,

There was clearly a hint of showing off in his tone.

Chen Ran and Gao Qiang looked at each other and shook their heads. The price of 750,000 is almost the value of the flower pot. Even if you buy it for 750,000, you can earn up to 10,000 or 20,000 by transferring it. Maybe

I will also be compensated 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.

Neither he nor Gao Qiang are pure collectors. If they are collectors, buying flower pots to collect and play with is more like it. But he and Gao Qiang buy antiques just to make a profit, even if they are old

It would be meaningless for Chen to transfer 750,000 yuan to them.

After hearing what Lao Chen said, the two of them immediately gave up the flowerpot.

"Old Chen, are you really not going to sell it? I fell in love with this flower pot at first glance. You can set a price. It doesn't matter if the money is a little more, as long as you are willing to make a move." Gao Qiang pursed his lips and looked at him from time to time.

It was as if he couldn't bear to let the flowerpot out of his sight for a moment.

"Oh, why are you like this? Didn't I tell you not to sell it?" Lao Chen shook his head repeatedly and spoke very firmly, as if no matter how much Gao Qiang offered, he would not transfer it. As he spoke,

Jiang Ningyi pushed it and carefully packed the flower pot into the wooden box.

Gao Qiang shook his head and sighed: "I really like your flowerpot. Lao Chen, let's discuss it. Even if your flowerpot keeps rising, it won't appreciate much. If I pay a little more, you can let it go."

Give it to me!”

"No!" Lao Chen held the box and shook his head resolutely: "I won't sell it no matter how much you pay!"

When he was about to turn around and enter the east wing, he suddenly heard Chen Ran say: "Old Chen, do you want to sell this chair?"

"Chair?" Lao Chen turned around and looked at Chen Ran, seeming to be hesitating. After hesitating for a long time, he asked: "How much can you charge?"

"You make a price. If the price is right, I will accept it." Chen Ran looked at the mahogany chair and said without looking back.

Lao Chen looked embarrassed for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "If you give me 250,000 yuan, I will sell it to you. If the price is less than this, I will not sell it. I will wait until my son comes back!"

Before Chen Ran said anything, Gao Qiang shook his head decisively: "You are shouting nonsense, how can your chair be worth so much." Although this mahogany chair is considered good, it is only worth about 200,000.

"Forget it then!"

Old Chen opened his mouth hesitantly and then closed it. He turned around and entered the east wing, followed by Chen Ran and Gao Qiang.

"I said, Lao Chen, you don't sell the family heirlooms, and you don't sell the chairs either. Aren't you making our trip in vain? Let me take a look in your house, pick two pieces and take them back. Look.

Is that okay?" Gao Qiang was chattering as he followed Lao Chen.

"Except for the flower pots and chairs, everything else is worthless. What do you want it for?" Old Chen said without looking back. Chen Ran and Gao Qiang followed behind him. He didn't hide the wooden box and just put it in the box first.

On the bed, his grandson wanted to crawl over and hug the wooden box, so he pushed it away: "Go! Go, let's play..."

The child was quite naughty and wouldn't let him play, so he crawled off the edge of the bed.

Gao Qiang stretched out his hand and pointed to the cabinet where the incense burner was placed: "See, although this cabinet is not valuable, it is still from the 1990s. It is good to keep it as a souvenir. There are also your two Bodhisattvas and the God of Wealth. Although

It's not worth much, but if you worship it a lot, it will look aura. Besides, your ancestors also had high officials, and there are heirlooms at home. If I invite you back, I can benefit from your family's luck..."

Gao Qiang talked nonsense, mentioning Bodhisattva and God of Wealth, but never mentioned the incense burner.

Chen Ran secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he nodded in agreement with Gao Qiang.

Hearing what Gao Qiang said, Lao Chen shook his head: "It's not worth a lot of money. What's the point of selling him? If you take advantage of my family's luck, you're not going to take my family's luck away. That's not okay!"

The last half of Lao Chen's words were directly ignored by Gao Qiang. He reached out and picked up the Bodhisattva, placed it on the counter, and turned to look at Lao Chen: "Why is it worthless? Do you see it? It's just you, the Bodhisattva.

I'll bid you ten thousand, and I'll bid you ten thousand for this God of Wealth, and I'll bid you five thousand for your incense burner, how about that?"

Old Chen opened his mouth in shock: "So many?"

"Of course!" Gao Qiang nodded: "Although these things are not valuable, they are tainted with your family's wealth. If I take them back, maybe they can turn around."

Lao Chen suddenly became dubious. After hesitating for a long time, he seemed to have made a major decision in his heart. He gritted his teeth and looked at Gao Qiang: "Three hundred thousand, you give me three hundred thousand, and you take all these things."

"Damn it, you're such a big talker. Your junk is worth 300,000 yuan. You think we are fools!"

If the flower pot was worth 300,000 yuan, Ning Wei could still accept it, but the pile in front of him was obviously just a pile of things randomly placed here to burn incense. Old Chen also wanted 300,000 yuan, so he couldn't accept it no matter what, and almost asked for it.

Jump up.

Chen Ran and Gao Qiang looked at each other and sighed a little in their hearts. This old Chen is really unskilled. Three hundred thousand, he really dares to say this. Looking at him like this, it seems that he really wants to treat him like this.

Heaping up broken things was regarded as a sign of his family's luck.

However, if I could actually buy it for 300,000 yuan, it would be considered a good deal. If the Xuande furnace was resold, the price would have doubled, which would be considered a good deal.

I'm just afraid that if they really agree, Old Chen will change his tune again!

"Old Chen, you really dare to speak. Don't say anything. You should keep this thing for yourself!" After shaking his head, Gao Qiang turned around and walked towards the living room. Chen Ran also shook his head and followed.

Got out.

“I’m really crazy about money!”

Ning Wei glared at Lao Chen and followed him out.

Gao Qiang and Chen Ran left the east wing without saying a word, looked at each other, and left immediately. Lao Chen himself must know the details of Lao Chen's Bodhisattva and God of Wealth. Someone is offering such a high price now.

, it would be strange if he didn’t sell it.

really!

The two of them had just stepped out of the main room when Lao Chen's call came from behind.

[In order to make the list of potential masterpieces, I have added some collection stories at the front. Brothers who are idle can read it. If you don’t want to read it, just ignore it...]


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