Now is the opening time of the antique market. There are crowds of people in the market, and the sound of bargaining is happening one after another. Those who haven't come in yet are squeezing in as if they didn't spend any money.
Qingniuguan Antique Market has six streets, and its total area is comparable to that of the Chuzhou Flea Market. However, it cannot compare with the Flea Market in that there is no designated stall area.
Street stalls can only be set up outside antique shops, and street stalls are set up on both sides, making the streets here very crowded.
"How dare you come here? Take your things and get out. If you say anything more, I'll beat you and I won't even recognize you. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Antique Porcelain Street.
There was a fierce quarrel in an antique shop called "Celadon House", which attracted many tourists and collectors to stop and look inside the shop.
Shen Yu also stopped when he heard the sound.
It’s rare to see antique shops chasing customers away, and it’s even rarer to see people talk so arrogantly.
It’s also a rare thing.
After a few dozen seconds, I saw two male clerks in their thirties, wearing white shirts and black trousers, pushing a young man with a ponytail out of the store.
Both clerks are tall and muscular.
The person who was pushed, the young man with a ponytail, looked to be under twenty years old, and his figure was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
I staggered and almost fell several times while being pushed by the clerk.
"If you don't want it, just don't want it. Why are you still scolding me?" Ponytail asked unconvinced.
One of the ancient porcelain store clerks angrily reprimanded: "I still want to beat you, you know? Fortunately, you were born in this peaceful and prosperous age. If in the old society you brought fake antiques to the store to deceive you, you The boy has been lying in a mass grave outside the city for a long time."
Another one also echoed with a threatening tone, "That's right, in ancient times, people like you who came to the store to cause trouble would be beaten to death and thrown into a mass grave without even rolling a straw mat for you."
The young man with the ponytail was still unconvinced, "Which of your eyes can tell that this bottle of mine is fake? This is obviously a fine blue and white plum vase from the Kangxi folk kiln. You two have such bad eyesight that I think you will work for people all your life." No way, if you open your own store, you will have to pay as much as your pants."
"Are you leaving?" A store clerk with short hair was really angry. He grabbed the collar of the ponytail with both hands and continued to pull it out.
Seeing that his arms couldn't twist his thighs, Ponytail lowered his body, "Even if I leave, you still have to give me back the bottle!"
"Xiaowu, smash the bottle for him." The clerk turned around and ordered.
"Okay!"
The clerk named Xiaowu picked up a blue and white porcelain vase on the counter of the store and was about to throw it to the ground.
When Ponytail saw it, he immediately stopped being anxious, and instead said with a smile: "Hey, don't blame me for not warning you. If you drop this bottle of mine, it will be really troublesome. Not only can you not afford to pay, but even your shopkeeper can't.
Can't afford to pay!
"If you don't believe it, hey, just throw it to the ground."
The short-haired clerk seemed to have thought of something, and immediately called out to the clerk who was calling Xiao Wu: "Wait a minute, Xiao Wu, don't drop it. This guy's high-imitation bottle is made perfectly. If it really breaks, it won't be clear."
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He gritted his teeth and turned around to hold up his ponytail, with an expression on his face that he was about to cry: "Brother, can I call you big brother? You can't catch a whole family when you lie to others, right? The bottle I took from you last time was considered empty.
What a shame, this year’s bonus was deducted by the shop owner, which is a total of 20,000 yuan.”
Ponytail heard this and said with some sarcasm: "Last time I came here, I didn't tell you which era my bottle was from. It's up to you to tell the dynasty and price. From the beginning to the end, I just came in with the bottle and went out with the money.
Not a word was said from beginning to end.
"Besides, you guys are quite shady. I have a blue and white plum vase from the Kangxi Dynasty, even if it comes from a private kiln. You can give me 20,000 yuan? It's obvious that you are treating me like a fool."
"I was the one who got punched in the eye last time, and I deserve it! This time you go somewhere else! If I hadn't happened to run into you, Xiaowu would have put away this bottle today. He also has an old mother who is seriously ill at home, so you should do it, okay?
." The short-toned clerk said as he took out his wallet from his pocket.
After opening it, Ban Cuntou took out two hundred yuan. Maybe he felt it was a little short, so he gritted his teeth and took out another two hundred yuan, "Brother, I know you may be short of money. I can't help you with anything else. It's almost noon. Please look for me."
Let’s go and have some food somewhere, this money is a little bit of my kindness.”
"Forget it, forget it. If you don't hit the smiling man, why don't you think I won't come next time?" Ponytail straightened his clothes, took the bottle and turned around to leave. He was very single.
Shen Yu listened to the entire conversation between the three people.
"Something interesting!"
"Brother, how much do you want to sell this blue and white plum vase?" The moment Ponytail and Shen Yu passed each other, Shen Yu called out to him.
Ponytail glanced at Shen Yu, then waved his hand, "My antiques are only sold in antique stores. If you individual collectors want to buy them, I won't sell them."
"Oh? Why is this?" Shen Yu asked with a half-smile.
"Why talk so much!" Ponytail hugged the bottle and turned around to leave.
"Wait." Shen Yu called to the other party again, and then took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, "You don't need to worry about money. I have plenty. I am very interested in your blue and white plum vase from the Kangxi folk kiln. If
If you miss it, you will lose a big business."
Shen Yu stopped him for no other reason. This young man's cleverness made Shen Yu fall in love with talents.
Shen Yu was working alone in the antique business, and he didn't have a few reliable handlers. After all, he was missing something.
Seeing the money in Shen Yu's hand, Ponytail chuckled, "Come on, your money seems to be rich, but it's only seven or eight thousand yuan, which is far worse than the antique shops on both sides of the street.
"Those antique shops are not only fat but also very greedy. I feel comfortable making some money from them.
"You are wearing worse clothes than me, so I feel a little uncomfortable earning your money."
He wore the latest Adidas sportswear, which was indeed more expensive than Shen Yu's domestic brand.
"Little brother, you are going to encounter a tough situation. You might end up with broken bones or broken muscles, or even go to jail." Shen Yu deliberately provoked him, wanting to see what the other person's reaction would be.
"Hey, when I entered the store, I only said that I was selling bottles. As for the rest, I didn't say a word.
"When the store asked me about the origin of the bottle, I said it was left behind by my grandfather.
"Ask me about my family background, and I'll say I'm from Chuzhou.
"When asked what my last name was, I said that my family was in ruins and I felt ashamed of my ancestors when I said my name.
"If he says he wants it, I will take the money.
"If not, I will turn around and leave.
"This bottle is indeed left behind by my grandfather, and my ancestors did have a glorious life. I never told a lie from the beginning to the end. What responsibility do you think I have?"
Shen Yu looked at the other person and suddenly asked, "You said you are from Chuzhou?"
Ponytail admitted straightforwardly, "Of course, 100% of the old Chuzhou households have genealogies that can be traced back to the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty."
Shen Yu asked again: "How old are you? Are you sixteen?"
The ponytail puffed out his chest, "I'm going to be twenty this year."
Shen Yu smiled and said, "Hey, you are still a baby-faced person. We are destined to meet each other. If you don't want to buy it, let me see if you have this plum vase in your hand."
"Okay." Ponytail thought for a while and handed the plum vase to Shen Yu.
After taking the bottle, Shen Yu nodded.
Plum vase is not a vase for plum blossoms.
The plum vase is introduced in this way in the enlightenment book on porcelain appraisal "Yin Liu Zhai Talks about Porcelain".
Mei Ping: The mouth is thin and the neck is short, the shoulders are extremely broad, the shins are slightly narrow, and the feet are slightly plump. The diameter is so small that it is only commensurate with the thin bones of plums, so it is called Mei Ping.
The plum vase is a classic style of porcelain. It was created in the Tang Dynasty and became popular in the Song Dynasty. It was originally used to hold wine. In the Ming Dynasty, when blue and white appeared, the blue and white plum vase in the official kiln became a high-grade funerary object. The ancients believed that it had the function of suppressing tombs and warding off evil spirits.
In the Qing Dynasty, folk kilns became more and more prosperous, more porcelain was fired, and the plum vase became a common display device.
This blue and white plum vase has a rich emerald color, with purple in the blue. From the shape to the green material, and from the glaze to the designation, it is undoubtedly the Kangxi blue and white vase.
"Bang."
Shen Yu, who was appreciating the plum vase, let go of his hand for some unknown reason.
The bottle fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
