Calligraphy and painting have always been the hardest hit area for antique counterfeiting, and counterfeiting methods have been prosperous since the Ming and Qing dynasties, and an industrial chain has been formed.
More sophisticated counterfeiting techniques, such as mounting and splicing, are invisible at Panjiayuan's street stalls.
Most of the calligraphy and painting works in Zhou Yan's sight were copied or made up by students majoring in art or calligraphy. Most of them can only be used for decoration. If you take them out for appreciation, you may laugh out loud...
Of course, Panjiayuan also has genuine products, but most of them are kept in stores facing the street as treasures of the house.
Zhao Xu, who is eager to get rich suddenly, seems to know the depth of calligraphy and painting, and does not dare to stay longer. He holds his girlfriend's hand and rushes past. Zhou Yan, who is "ignorant and fearless", holds Qin Ruoshu's hand and wanders among the mountains, rivers, flowers and birds.
In the world...
"Hey, Lao Zhou, that's why you saw the Picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival!"
"The genuine one is in the Forbidden City!" Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, "Are you tired after walking around for so long?"
"I'm not tired!" Qin Ruoshu, holding four fans in his hands, looked satisfied.
"How about those..." Zhou Yan took out a thermos cup from the bag he carried on his back, took two round fans, and gave them to Qin Ruoshu.
Qin Ruoshu took a sip and her eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled: "Milk tea? When did you buy it?"
"While you were putting on makeup in the morning, I went to the restaurant..."
When the two were discussing milk tea, Zhao Xu, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped in front of a stall selling jade.
Brother Xu is planning to put aside all the troubles in the antique shop!
Although jade is known as "the beauty of stone, it has five virtues, it is moist and warm, and it is the recipe for benevolence." However, most of the jade stones on the market that are related to history are not very clean: they are either dug out from tombs, or they are
It was made using extremely disgusting means.
Especially those ancient jade with blood that are said to be treasures. The real blood is stained with human blood or rust, and the source of the fake blood is naturally the blood of animals...
After pulling Qin Ruoshu over, Zhou Yan discovered that what Zhao Xu was holding was the "Han Badao" jade cicada, or the jade cicada made not long ago.
Jade cicadas are also called jade cicadas. In ancient times, they were usually stuffed into the mouths of corpses to convey the desire to transform from cocoons into butterflies. Similar objects, usually in nine pieces, were called nine-aperture jade.
The "Eight Han Sword" jade cicada in Zhao Xu's hand was obviously not the "Eight Sword of the Han Dynasty" in the freehand style, but a few perfunctory cuts...
Although Zhao Xu had never been exposed to such a sloppy-looking thing before, it was vaguely obvious that it was not serious.
"Hey, Old Zhou, what is that?" Qin Ruoshu stared at a jade object on the stall that was about the size of a thumb, a bit like a small carrot. When he was about to reach out, he was stopped by Zhou Yan.
Why?
Qin Ruoshu was a little confused and stared at Zhou Yan pitifully, waiting for an answer.
"That's the Nine-Aperture Jade, which is used to make holes for the dead. There are seven orifices on the head." Zhou Yan didn't dare to go into too much detail. "As for the one you saw just now, it's obviously not for the head..."
Qin Ruoshu was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red...
After being "reminded" by Zhou Yan, Zhao Xu realized that the thing in his hand was a dead man's "pacifier". He felt panicked no matter how he looked at it, so he glanced at it and put it back on the stall.
The jade cicada put it down, but Zhao Xu's soul was still hooked on the jade on the stall, squatting there, reluctant to stand up.
Zhou Yan was a little speechless when he saw this. He glanced at the jade items on the stall, searched for a while, and then pointed the way to Zhao Xu with the handle of the round fan in his hand...
"Boss, how much does this jade cost?"
A few minutes later, Zhao Xu caught up with Zhou Yan holding a "stone" covered with mud.
"Zhou Yan, this jade..."
"The standard Han Badao," Zhou Yan glanced at the small jade instrument in Zhao Xu's hand, which was not much bigger than his thumb. "The soil Qin is a bit heavy. Go back and get some water to soak it for a few days. Play with it often and the soil Qin on the surface will be removed.
Already..."
Although Zhao Xu was also curious about how Zhou Yan could judge that it was a piece of Han jade by digging out a bit of jade, but at the urging of his girlfriend, he had to first treat the soil on the surface of the jade with mineral water.
The appearance of the Han jade that reveals its true appearance is a bit worrying: the soil on the surface is like psoriasis, which has eroded the warm jade into a "unruly stone".
"Brother, you've become like this, can you change back?" "I don't believe it" was written all over Wang Han's face.
"After a year or two, I should be able to figure it out..."
Zhou Yan just glanced at the little jade pig in Zhao Xu's hand, came to a conclusion, and then focused on the old furniture around him.
For the few courtyard houses he bought, the bank did not provide any furniture, so he had to buy it himself. But looking at the prices of the mahogany furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties displayed on the street, Zhou Yan really felt a little sick.
The mahogany furniture is full of style, and it is quite suitable for storing 13, but for personal use, the color is a bit too dark, and the price of mahogany is a bit exaggerated at the moment, all of which are being speculated by the man who hired Tang Monk.
Originally, Zhao Xu and Wang Han planned to buy a few pieces of mahogany furniture to enhance their appearance, but they were dissuaded by the price: the seller asked for two hundred thousand for two Taishi chairs and a coffee table, which was really like slaughtering a fat sheep...
In the blink of an eye, the four of them arrived at the end of the market. The stalls here were filled with miscellaneous items, small mahogany furniture, and some old musical instruments with a sense of age.
"There's nothing to see..." Zhou Yan reached out to hold Qin Ruoshu's hand and was about to turn around. But his hand was empty. When he turned around, he found that his girlfriend had already gathered in front of the stall and looked at the stall stupidly.
A violin with broken strings...
"This is broken..."
After just one glance, Zhou Yan couldn't pull his eyes out.
Although for some reasons, the violin cannot appear in the skill bar, Zhou Yan "learned" the violin from the master Paganini, and he has seen many good things.
"What a pity..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qin Ruoshu looked at the violin that had almost become useless and sighed slightly. Just as he was about to leave, he found that his boyfriend was staring at the stall with gleaming eyes.
violin...
"This is……"
"Boss, how much does this violin cost?"
The boss was a little surprised when someone asked about the price of "junk": "I really want it, you can get it for 300 yuan!"
Zhou Yan didn't even pay back the price, he took out three old people's heads from his wallet, handed them over, carefully pulled the violin out of the dusty pile of instruments, and then used tissue paper to clean the dust on the surface...
When Zhao Xu saw Zhou Yan's posture, he knew that this guy had picked up a big leak, but he was too confused to ask more questions. He just watched silently as Zhou Yan cleaned up the violin and held it in his hand.
"Lao Zhou, where should we go next?" Qin Ruoshu was still a little unfinished, her eyes darting around on the stall.
"Then let's go shopping again?"
Panjiayuan is a big place, and the four of us walked around until noon. We only visited a few main streets and bought a few small items.
After lunch, Zhou Yan took three people and ran to Liulichang, found an antique shop with a decent reputation, and gave away the meteorite, the enriched version of "Shui Jing Zhu" and a few small items he bought in the morning.
past.
"The meteorite should be real," the white-haired old shopkeeper took a look at it, then handed the meteorite to the younger Master Zhangyan, "Xiao Dou, can you take a look at it?"
"Xiao Dou" took the meteorite and after a rough look, he took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully for a while, "It should be a meteorite, but further tests are needed! If you don't know the location, I can give it to you.
An address…”
"Thanks!"
Zhou Yan took the meteorite, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked at the old shopkeeper who had already picked up the "Shui Jing Zhu": "There is nothing wrong with the "Shui Jing Zhu", but I feel like there are a few pages in it that are not quite right..."
"Oh..." The old shopkeeper nodded and followed Zhou Yan's mark to find a page from Qi Zhong, and then the expression on his face became more and more solemn.
"Xiao Dou, take a look..."
"Xiao Dou" looked at it for a while, thought about it carefully, raised his head and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Brother, in my opinion, this folder is not original. What is written on this paper should be correct."
The owner of the translation and annotation of "The Burial Sutra" is Zhang Yuanbian."
Zhou Yan smiled slightly: "That good friend of Xu Wei and Xu Wenchang?"
"Yes!" "Xiao Dou" nodded, "And the content on this piece of paper should be the "Burial Sutra" translated and annotated by Xu Wei."
"Oh," Zhou Yan nodded, "Do you want to collect the things?"
Zhou Yan didn't need to worry about the rest. Even a little old man took out all the "private goods" in "Shui Jing Zhu" in front of Zhou Yan.
After some discussion, the two old men made an offer of 120,000 yuan for five pieces of paper to Zhou Yan.
"Deal!" Zhou Yan looked back at Zhao Xu, "Brother Xu, take out that piece of jade and let the two old gentlemen give it a look..."