282. Chapter 282 Yuan blue and white porcelain (2)
People compare blue and white porcelain to the Tsing Yi on the stage of porcelain. It is elegant and noble, and the blue is pure. The blue pattern and the white carcass complement each other, just like a traditional ink painting.
Among the blue and white porcelain, Yuan blue and white porcelain is the most precious, and its quantity is very rare.
As a dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty lasted only a hundred years, but the Yuan blue and white porcelain ushered in a new era of transition from plain porcelain to colored porcelain. Its richness and majesty, bold painting style, and many layers of painting are very different from the traditional aesthetic taste of the Chinese nation. It is really China's
A wonderful flower in the history of ceramics.
Min Gang accidentally picked up a big leak!
"Isn't it very exquisite and elegant? I think even if it is a replica, it is still worth the five thousand yuan." Min Gang said from the side.
"Where did you buy it?" Yang Zimei asked.
"Well, it's over there. If you like it too, there are a few similar porcelains over there." Min Gang pointed to a stall not far away.
The stall owner was a girl, only about seventeen years old. Yang Zimei had never seen her before.
On a mat in front of her, there were several pieces of blue and white porcelain in different shapes. However, those blue and white porcelains did not have the air of antiques and were real imitations.
I don’t understand how this genuine Yuan blue and white porcelain got mixed in and was picked up by Min Gang.
She and Min Gang walked over, lowered their heads and picked up a blue and white garlic vase with moon and plum patterns. Although it was an imitation, regardless of the plain outline, the color of the cobalt material, and the underglaze painting, it was as clear and elegant as an ink painting.
Long Zhutian would bring her roses every time he came over. Using this vase to arrange flowers was just right!
She lowered her head and asked the price.
"Five thousand yuan." The stall girl replied in a straight-forward manner.
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly, Min Gang's genuine product only cost 5,000 yuan, and his imitation product also cost 5,000 yuan. It was really unfair.
However, the imitation porcelain craftsmanship was really worth five thousand yuan, so she took out the money without hesitation.
"Well, I have to tell you that these porcelains I have are not genuine, they are all imitations. Don't say I lied to you then." The girl said to her calmly before taking the money.
This girl is quite interesting.
On the streets of Brunei, which stall owner doesn't use fakes and imitations to try his best to make the goods in his hands look authentic?
But this girl, frankly speaking, is an imitation, which can be regarded as a strange one.
This also made Yang Zimei suddenly like her.
"These imitations are very good, where did you get them?" Yang Zimei couldn't help but ask.
"My grandpa made them all," the girl said, with a look of pride on her face.
"Oh?" Yang Zimei was surprised, "What about your grandfather?"
The girl's face darkened, "He passed away. My brother was seriously ill, so I had no choice but to feel sorry for grandpa and take out these porcelains and buy them."
It is such a pity that such a good craftsman passed away.
Yang Zimei sighed secretly in his heart, and looked at the Guiguzi Yuan blue and white porcelain in Min Gang's hand. It seemed that this girl didn't understand the real thing and the imitation, so she bought it as a real imitation, which made Min
I just picked up a big leak.
Yang Zimei gave the girl five thousand yuan, took the blue and white moon plum vase, and asked Min Gang to follow her to Moxuan.
After only taking a few steps, I saw a pale young man in his early twenties hurriedly walked up to the girl and asked anxiously, "Xiao Qing, where is the Guiguzi blue and white porcelain?"
"Brother, why are you here?" the girl named Xiaoqing asked in surprise.
"Leave me alone, where is the Guiguzi blue and white porcelain?" The young man lowered his head to look at the porcelain on the mat. When he found that the Guiguzi blue and white porcelain was not there, his face became paler and his hands trembled slightly.
"Sold." Xiao Qing didn't understand why his brother was so nervous about the porcelain.