Xue Chen thought about domestic antique exchange meetings and foreign flea markets, and made a decision in his mind. He planned to go around the country first and go to antique exchange meetings across the country to explore the situation. After all, foreigners were not familiar with the place. I haven't gained much in China, so I'm looking for opportunities to visit flea markets abroad.
Uncle Shen told him about a website about collections and antiques, which collects and records exchange meetings across the country. It is very detailed and updated in real time.
Xue Chen looked online and opened a long page of information. There were nearly a hundred items, all of which were related to antique exchange meetings across the country.
"There are so many."
Sometimes there are antique exchange meetings in three or four provinces and cities across the country in a day. This also shows how hot the domestic antique market is now. If no one participates, how can there be so many exchange meetings.
There are so many exchange meetings, and it is naturally impossible for Xue Chen to participate in all of them, unless he can do the clone technique. So what should he do? He can only choose exchange meetings that seem to be larger in scale.
After glancing at it from top to bottom, I had an idea in my mind: "This is it, the provincial capital of Tianyige Spring Antique Exchange in Pingyuan City, Nanhe Province." The event will be held in a week.
Nanhe Province is a large province and has been an important territory of China since ancient times. It has a long history and prosperous culture, and Pingyuan City is the provincial capital, so the scale of the antique exchange meeting held will definitely not be small.
This website was created entirely for antique exchange meetings. It not only has information about antique exchange meetings across the country, but also allows you to post on it for discussion.
He took a general look, and sure enough, there was more discussion about the Tianyi Pavilion Antique Spring Antique Exchange Meeting to be held in the near future. From the discussions of some people, he also learned that Tianyi Pavilion is the name of the largest antique city in Pingyuan City. , is also the organizer.
Before setting off, he drove back to his hometown and rested at home for three days before taking a flight to Pingyuan City.
He randomly found a star hotel to stay in the city, and the next day, he took a taxi to the street where Tianyi Pavilion was located.
After Xue Chen got into the car, the driver looked through the rearview mirror several times. It was simple because what Xue Chen was wearing did not match the hotel he was staying in.
At this time, Xue Chen was wearing very ordinary clothes, old light cyan jeans and a light gray shirt. It couldn't be said to be shabby, but just too ordinary. It was obvious that it was not even a brand, but just ordinary people's clothes. This is a star-rated hotel, and the room rate for a night is 1,800 yuan. On weekdays, every guest the driver receives does not look rich or expensive at first glance, and they are all superior in dress.
Why is Xue Chen dressed like this? Uncle Shen specifically told him, telling him that although those who run antique exchange meetings across the country are not rich and powerful, they can only be said to be the lowest level people in the antique circle. It's hard-earned money.
But these people must not be underestimated. Because of traveling all over the country, I have seen too many people and things, and each of them has become a human spirit. If you have tens of thousands of dollars in clothing, what if you really like it? Something that would definitely make a lion open his mouth, so Xue Chen put on ordinary clothes.
After getting out of the car, Xue Chen felt a slight wave of impetuous heat and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, time passed so fast, it was already getting hot.
Opposite is a spacious pedestrian street. At the street entrance stands a Qing Dynasty-style archway, painted with colorful paint, and a plaque hangs on it with four characters: Outstanding People and Places of Destiny.
After passing through the archway and standing at the intersection of this pedestrian street, I saw the true appearance of this antique exchange meeting.
He arrived not too early, it was already past nine o'clock, and the street, which was several hundred meters long, was already bustling with hustle and bustle. Hundreds of stalls completely occupied this originally spacious street.
"Is this an antique exchange meeting?"
The stalls are next to each other, and the stall owners are all tall and short, fat and thin, and some occasionally shout twice, each with their own unique dialect.
A slightly hot wind came out, and there was a faint smell of earth, mixed with the smell of sweat, but it was this smell that gave this exchange an authentic flavor.
There is a very interesting phenomenon in the antique circle. Any antique store, whether it is new or old, will not be very luxurious or exquisite in decoration. It will never be said to be magnificent. It will often look relatively simple or even old.
, the floors in the lobby are rarely made of floorboards, and are mostly made of black or cyan marble and bluestone.
In the past, he didn't quite understand it, but gradually he figured out the reason. It was to give the antique shop a "flavor", which was a very subtle feeling.
Now, the antique exchange meeting on this street is very interesting to Xue Chen. The hundreds of stalls are not arranged very neatly. It looks a bit messy at first glance, but no one will notice it after arriving.
It feels like a management oversight, but it gives me a special feeling, very free and relaxed.
People kept getting out of their cars and hurried over to the pedestrian street, walking in front of the many stalls. Occasionally they would stop and squat down to exchange a few words with the stall owners in a low voice.
Xue Chen also walked among the crowd.
When he actually walked into the pedestrian street, surrounded by countless antique stalls, Xue Chen's emotions were also aroused. Although Panjiayuan in the capital is much larger than here, the environment is much better, there are many stalls, and there are many people.
There are many, but the feeling to him is really not as good as here. It feels more natural to him. Panjiayuan has long been separated from the original reason for its true existence and has evolved into a tourist attraction.
Xue Chen stood there and looked around, thinking about something in his mind. Before he could walk away, he heard someone calling him with a northwest accent.
"Hey, little brother, don't stand stupidly in front of my stall. You are really delaying my business, aren't you?"
It turned out that a stall owner in front of him felt that Xue Chen was obstructing his stall by standing in front of his stall, and blocked other customers from approaching.
Xue Chen turned his head and looked at the stall owner who had just told him not to affect the business. He was an old man in his fifties. He was a little skinny. Maybe it was due to being exposed to the wind and sun all year round. His skin was rough, but he was in good spirits.
Especially a pair of squinted eyes, extremely bright.
"Sorry, I just got distracted."
Instead of walking away in a hurry, Xue Chen squatted down next to the stall and casually glanced at the fragmented and numerous things on the little old man's stall. It was really a hodgepodge. Except for the absence of calligraphy and paintings, there were porcelain, jade, and bronze.
These mainstream antiques are all available, and of course ancient coins are also indispensable. What’s more interesting is that there are two glass balls. Could it be that they are trying to pass off ancient glaze?
Seeing Xue Chen coming over to look at the things on his stall, the little old man held a hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth, blew out a puff of green smoke, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't look like you are in this business."
"Brother, why can't you see it?" Xue Chen couldn't help but asked with a smile.
"You are too young." The little old man gave this answer.
Yes, looking around, there are indeed not many young people on this street. Most of them are concentrated in their thirties and above. Forty is the mainstream. At this age, they not only have a certain amount of experience and vision, but also have enough knowledge.
The bulging money bags attracted a handful of young people who came to watch the fun.
Xue Chen did not explain anything, but his eyes quickly scanned the hundreds of items on the stall like a radar, screening and selecting based on experience.
Seeing that Xue Chen seemed interested and really wanted to buy something, the little old man sitting on the pony immediately became energetic and grabbed a white jade Guanyin pendant from his feet: "The man wears Guanyin and the woman wears Buddha, little brother
"This is a Guanyin pendant from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Wearing it will ensure that you will succeed in your studies and your career will rise step by step. See if you like it? Take it for one thousand yuan."
After taking a look at the Guanyin pendant that the little old man enthusiastically promoted, Xue Chen smiled and shook his head, thinking that this really deceived him into treating him as an amateur. If it was really artificially carved, the master carver would have starved to death, and there was that white jade.
It's so oozing, I don't know how long it took to soak in the acid to "bite" it so white.
He did not pick up the Guanyin pendant, but picked up a small object carved from the main root that was not very conspicuous among the hundreds of objects. It was not more than 13 or 4 centimeters high. It was carved of an old man sitting on the bluestone.
The monk has a basket on his right hand and a cane on his left hand.
The old monk has a kind and satisfied smile on his face, which is very vivid. The folds of the robe he is wearing are vividly depicted and lifelike. Compared with the Guanyin pendant just now, one is in the sky and the other is in the earth.
After looking at it twice, Xue Chen frowned and muttered in his heart.
The little old man was quite surprised when he saw Xue Chen reaching out and taking this bamboo root sculpture of a seated monk in his hand: "Little brother, it seems that I made a mistake. You are an expert." This bamboo root sculpture belongs to him.
It is a rare good item on the stall, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most valuable item.
Then he raised his buttocks, leaned forward a little closer, and quietly stretched out his five fingers to make a gesture: "If you can accept this price, take it. I think this little brother is an expert. He can tell at a glance."
This is a good thing when it comes out, which also shows that you are destined to it. As for me, I also want to do the most beautiful thing for adults and reluctantly give up my love."
Look, what he said was so skillful. Xue Chen admired him very much. But when he saw the quotation drawn by the little old man with his hands, he didn't feel that it was "bearing the pain to give up". He clearly wanted to win over him.
Cut off a piece of flesh from his body.
"Little brother, you have something to say. Let me tell you, this is really a good thing. See for yourself how perfect the carving and the pulp are. Did you see how well the old monk carved it?
, How energetic and energetic it is. Placing it at home will definitely keep the family safe. It is a blessing that no amount of money can buy." The little old man said sincerely.
Xue Chen smiled and said, "You are wrong."
"Am I wrong?" The little old man was stunned for a moment. (To be continued)