May 3rd, the day after May Day, was the day Hong Yanwen and Xu Chongya left for their honeymoon, which happened to be a Sunday.
Therefore, before Yuntai's family prepared to leave Beijing and return to Longkou Village, Hong Yanwu was fortunate enough to go with his uncle to see it in person and experience what it was like to be in this special trading environment.
The "dawn market" at four o'clock in the morning is a scene that people with normal work and rest habits can never imagine.
There were no lights around, and there were swaying flashlight beams everywhere. Under the messy light, people's faces were blurry, but the classification of the crowd was clear.
The sellers neither shout nor hawk. The coarse cloth spread on the ground is their own stall. There is no interference and little communication between each family.
Buyers don't ask around and ask "where things come from" because they all know that it is of no practical significance.
Almost everyone abides by a common rule. They generally don't speak easily. They hold up a flashlight to look at things first, and never speak if they are not satisfied. But once they speak, it is a game and confrontation that is difficult to win or lose.
On this day, of course Yuntai still used the old method of buying with the "hit and miss" method.
He probably comes here more often. Sellers already know his special temperament. As soon as he opens his mouth and the price is right, they almost all sell to him on the spot.
But for the same reason, there weren't many things that caught his eye in the "Xiao City" that he had scanned several times.
After shopping for a long time, I just bought a Ruyi, an inkstone.
To be honest, Hong Yanwu definitely has no complaints about this.
One is that he knows that the things that his uncle likes are all things that ordinary people can use as heirlooms. In addition, he also feels that being able to see this scene today is an eye-opener, and it is not in vain.
But Yuntai himself was unavoidably a little resentful. He thought that he would not gain much today. He brought his nephew out so early and hadn't bought anything yet, so he was a little worried about the loss.
But at this moment, it seems that they should be lucky.
A stall he had never seen before attracted Yuntai's attention, so that he glanced at it hurriedly, perked up, and unexpectedly changed his trading strategy, walked over and squatted down completely.
Then he held a flashlight in one hand and carefully looked through the items on the stall one by one just like everyone else.
Hong Yanwu immediately knew something was wrong and stood aside waiting obediently without saying a word.
The seller was a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth. He was very poor-mouthed, and he tried his best to attract sellers when he saw them.
"Old man, you must be an expert at first sight. Look, this is the official kiln fighting color from the Qianlong period. Isn't it good?"
To say that this show of "business knowledge" is really out of place, not only reveals this guy's frivolous temperament, but also reveals that he doesn't understand the rules of "Xiaoshi" that well, and is undoubtedly a newbie here.
Yuntai laughed at that time. "Return to the official kiln? Gui kiln?"
The seller didn't know what Yuntai was really smiling at, and immediately became angry. "Old man, do you understand? You don't know the goods..."
Unexpectedly, Yuntai said, "I don't know the goods? I can tell at a glance that you just arrived today. Right?"
The seller felt like he was being grabbed by the tail. "You...you..."
Yuntai said calmly, "I've been here almost every day for the past ten days or so. I haven't bought ten or eight items every time, and I've never met you."
The seller's eyes lit up. Not only was he relieved, but he also looked as if he had seen the money.
"Oh, you come here every day? Then you are really an elegant person."
Unexpectedly, the flattery was not right, Yuntai shook his head.
"Hey, what is Fengya? To tell you the truth, just like you, I also want to make a living from this. But you come here to sell, I come here to buy first, and then go to other places to sell. You are mobile
, I’ve made a plan. Do you understand? If I’m not in a hurry to go back and open the business, I can’t stay here for a few days. Why do I have to get up so early every day at such an old age?”
Of course these words are false, but now not only the seller, but also Hong Yanwu became energetic. If for no other reason, his uncle could lie for the first time, which shows that there is something wonderful in it.
"Oh, I understand. You want to take care of my business. Then you can buy two items from me."
What he said about selling goods made Yuntai laugh again. The old man looked at the thirty or so items on the stall, and deliberately teased them with a bit of embarrassment.
"I want to spend the money. But... you... look at it, you don't have anything good here?"
"What are you talking about?" The seller took the initiative to sell the goods, "You always look over here to see how about this blue and white plum vase from Chenghua Official Kiln. Can you afford it?"
But this provocation method was useless, and Yuntai responded with utter contempt.
"Pull it down, you can't deceive me. Are you still human? You just opened your mouth. Look at the birds on the dead branches rolling their eyes and looking at people. How can the official kiln paint like this? And this kind of sparse painting method
It is obviously from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. If you make it up from the late Qing Dynasty, the risk of bluffing people is greater. I might as well tell you that the family you are buying and selling things used to be a wealthy family.
It's too old and has been lost a long time ago. The really good things were either copied by others during the 'movement', or they were sold off in pawnshops long ago, and the rest are not serious things anymore..."
To be honest, Hong Yanwu couldn't tell the truth from what Yuntai said.
However, the seller looked surprised. Soon, what came out of his mouth proved to be what Yuntai expected.
"Ouch. What can you do if you can figure it out? You really have to tell me. These goods really came from an official's family, but their family has indeed been defeated now. Even the house in Shichahai has been occupied by others.
, these are the last things under the bed. I thought they were some good things. It seems that you are wise and I have learned a lot. Then...then you don't like any of the things I have here.
?”
The last sentence sounded like the seller was somewhat guilty and disappointed.
Fortunately, Yuntai clicked his tongue and didn't finish his words.
"These are yours. Some of them look pretty good. At least they are more confusing than the ones from the nearby stores. Just like this colorful bowl. Apart from the wrong base, there really isn't much wrong with it. But there's a problem.
Yes, I took it away and sold it in the shop, not like here in the dark. No matter how bad I say, a discerning person will know that it is an imitation from a folk kiln. I am different from you, I can't make money fast, fast, fast
With the money you pay, you just have to wait and see. How can you sell the things to others if they are not good enough..."
When the seller heard that there was still a way, he quickly persuaded him.
"Old man, there is really no need for you to worry about this. How many people are as knowledgeable as you these days? They are all half-full and half-full masters. I am not afraid of your laughter. Before I came here, I was in broad daylight elsewhere.
The goods for sale are much worse than what I have now, but they can still be sold. There are more stupid people than savvy people. Even if there are really savvy people, they are just like you. If they buy them, they will pass them on to others...
"
This salesman is quite interesting. He thinks he understands very well, but he is the most confused.
Hong Yanwu was already amused when he saw this. He knew that this boy had been put into a sack by his uncle, and it was almost time to shut up.
Sure enough, Yuntai spoke. "Oh, what you said makes sense. Okay, I'll just take away all your... these little gadgets..."
Even if he was prepared, Hong Yanwu was somewhat unexpected.
The seller was even more dumbfounded, thinking he heard wrongly. "You want to pull all this...all this pile?"
The reasons given by Yuntai sounded quite sufficient.
"Then what can I do? I'm about to open a business, so I have to get some rags to show off my appearance. Besides, I'm already so old. I'm really tired from running around for the past few days. It's really unbearable. But you have to
Give me a real price, otherwise we won’t have to negotiate..."
The salesman sounded reasonable, and he was happy for a moment. But he was really a "two-handed swordsman" and couldn't even pull a handle. He lowered his voice and opened his mouth to speak.
Where is Yuntai doing? He got up and left. "Then you can keep it to yourself."
The seller quickly stopped him and said, "Master, can you pay the money back on the spot?"
Rushing to the top is not a business, so Yuntai seemed to not care even more.
"These things of yours are just passable on the surface. To be honest, I plan to get them back for display. It's hard to say whether they can be sold."
The previous preparations really paid off, the seller nodded.
"Then you tell me a price."
"You have to be sincere, at most three hundred."
The seller quickly complained.
"Hey, if you add more, I can buy more than this."
But the routine was completely useless, Yuntai knocked him out.
"Aren't you making enough money? Go and ask others. I always buy things here at a fixed price. If you sell, I will buy. If you don't buy, I will leave. If you insist on holding the goods in hand and waiting for a windfall, I will also
No way. See you later..."
The seller was stunned after hearing this, and couldn't help but turn around and look around. When he saw that the stalls next to him didn't express any objection, he immediately made a decision.
"Okay then, it's up to you, fast in and fast out, right? Let me earn less..."
"That's right. As a fellow traveler, leave it to me. We all have to find a leader."
Yuntai reached out and handed over the money, and then signaled to Hong Yanwu that he could take action. "Third nephew, take it with you. These are all our things. Wrap them up well. I won't let you take care of them if they are damaged."
As a result, when Yuntai and Hong Yanwu were ready to leave, the stall next to them greeted them, "Old man, please stay one step longer and take a look at mine..."
Yuntai also had to perform an encore. "Goodbye, farewell, I've already bought silica today. I don't know if it will be easy to take it back..."
With this sentence, the boy who was cleared of the warehouse was so beautiful that he blossomed with joy. He held thirty large unity sheets in his hand, spat at his mouth and started counting again. That was so proud.
But in reality, who knows? Yuntai didn't even bother to eat breakfast and insisted on going back to the Hong family's old house first. This shows how good the harvest was.
Of course Hong Yanwu was curious. He was sure he had picked up the "leaf", but he didn't know how big the "leaf" was. So he couldn't wait to ask when there was no one around.
"Uncle, what good things did you see today? How many of them are there? Are you so afraid of buying something 'exploded'? You've got everything covered..."
Yuntai smiled after hearing this.
"Xiao Wu, don't say it, use your brain, you can do it as a designer. I know I'm afraid of buying it and it will be 'exploded'. But you are too knowledgeable... To be honest, the salesman may have encountered a real person.
It’s a big business. The supply of goods is good. At least half of the porcelain on the stall tomorrow is worth buying. That’s why I designed such a play. In addition to those things, there are also calligraphy and painting scrolls. I didn’t open them to read.
How do you know if there is anything good in it? You can only find out when you go back."
This was really unexpected, and Hong Yanwu was shocked when he heard it.
"Ah? There are so many, half of them. Uncle, are all the faults you just picked on him false? I heard you said it clearly and saw that boy so convinced, I thought it was true. Did you make it up on the fly?
How can it be so seamless?"
Yuntai couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, where can I make it up on the fly? It all depends on guessing people's hearts and real knowledge. If nothing else, the fact that that guy can list all the things on his stall proves that his level is limited and his skills are limited.
It cannot be proven true or false. Otherwise, just one good thing would be enough. How could it be like this? And the blue and white plum vase. The fact that he can sell it to me shows that he has doubts in his heart. Otherwise, who wouldn’t be holding this good thing up and waiting for the big buyer?
?Why give it to your peers? I just saw his vagueness, so I took the right medicine and demoted the product."
"Words are spoken by both sides. As the saying goes, the truth is also false, and the false is also true. For example, it is true that I said that the big family has failed. How many of them have not failed now? But the goods on his stall are enough to prove both sides.
The first is that this wealthy family left behind high-quality goods. The second is that the old man in the family is gone, and the things were given to him as rags by the ignorant juniors."
"And the colorful bowl and the blue and white plum vase I mentioned. The colorful bowl is indeed not real. But the blue and white plum vase is from the Kangxi official kiln. The paintings on the bottle are dead branches, flowers and birds, the painting style is strange, and the birds look at people with blank eyes.
, very exciting. I said the sparseness is true in the painting style of the Republic of China, but the bird on the plum vase is rolling its eyes, and the look is exactly the same as the style of Zhu Da, the "Bada Shanren"."
"You must know that Zhu Da is a descendant of the Ming Dynasty and came from a noble family. He was born during the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty. His heart was unbalanced, so he expressed his dissatisfaction with society in his paintings, and it was concentrated in the eyes of the animals he painted.
, for example, the deer, fish, and birds he painted are all eye-rolling. It’s not that the painter is not good enough.”
"In addition, the Chenghua inscription is also key. Early Kangxi porcelains rarely had inscriptions written on them. The reason is that Kangxi believed that if the porcelain had inscriptions written on it, it would be unlucky if it was broken, so it was not allowed to be written. But many of Kangxi's porcelains had a special
To deal with the phenomenon, write a large amount of sustenance. For example, write 'Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty', 'Chenghua Year of the Ming Dynasty', and 'Jiajing Year of the Ming Dynasty'. These three dynasties wrote the most. This is correct."
"To put it bluntly, the salesman is uneducated and half-baked. He is knowledgeable but not proficient, so he was persuaded by me to pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelon. I have to advise you. Xiao Wu, just follow
It's the same as those who sell goods. They are short of something. No matter how smart you are, if you don't have real talent and practical skills in this industry, you won't be able to do it. If you like these things, you have to do it. Otherwise, you will inevitably cry. "