It was the first time in Le Xiao's life that he came to Beijing. In this three-thirds of an acre of land in Sijiu City, there was no one he knew well except Brother Chao. Brother Li also didn't get to know him until later. Liu Handsome and the eunuch could only be regarded as a few.
Therefore, when she ran towards the gate of Panjiayuan and saw someone coming from the side, she naturally didn't pay much attention. She thought it was a passer-by. When the old man came across to block the way, a thought flashed in her mind: Touch porcelain?
!
Classmate Le's reaction was top-notch. He jumped back behind Mr. Liu with lightning speed, letting handsome guy Liu act as a shield. Anyway, handsome guy Liu and the eunuch are local people. Whoever wants to get involved, they have connections.
, can naturally turn bad luck into good luck.
When she hid behind the tall and straight young uncle, she heard the old man talking to her by name and asked her about the inkstone she bought. She was immediately embarrassed. Uh, did she misunderstand?
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang also saw the old man in Tang suit, and their expressions remained unchanged. Unexpectedly, the little girl jumped away and hid behind Mr. Liu. The two young men had strange eyes. Why was the naughty child hiding?
"Hello, Mr. Teng." The two handsome men said hello to the old man with a smile without bothering to study the reason why the little girl was hiding.
Who is Mr. Teng? His surname is Teng and his given name is Teng Xiangqiang. He is an old player in the collection industry in Sijiu City. He is over seventy years old and is still going strong. He often hunts for things in various antique and flea markets.
"I'm old, so don't dangle your pretty face in front of my eyes, especially the Yan family's little brother, please get out of the way. If you dazzle me and make me dizzy, I won't be able to find good things for a while.
, I will be in a hurry with Lao Yan tomorrow."
Mr. Teng did not give the two young men a good look. He raised his crutch and moved it left and right in disgust, asking the two young men to give way and not to block him from finding his rightful master.
The two young men pressed their hot faces against their cold buttocks, curled their lips slightly, and gave way slightly.
An acquaintance of handsome eunuch Liu?
Le Yun, who had hidden herself in a safe place, got out from behind the handsome guy and looked at the old man curiously. The old man was quite tall, with a straight waist. He was only three or four centimeters shorter than handsome guy Liu.
Wearing a cyan Tang suit, half-white hair on the temples, gold-rimmed glasses, and bright eyes behind the eyeglasses.
The old man is leaning on a cane, with a cross-body bag on his left shoulder. He wears Tang suit trousers and leather shoes. It has both ancient charm and modern style. It is a mix of ancient and modern, which is particularly cute.
"Little girl, what are you looking at?" Mr. Teng looked at him and asked with a fierce face. He just wanted to find someone to talk to, but the little kid actually ran behind the Liu family's young man and hid him. Did he think he was a bad guy?
"The cane is good." Le Yun didn't look at the old man's face, but stared at the old man's cane.
"Oh, you are really knowledgeable?" The old man's eyes were very bright.
"No, I don't know the ancients," Le Yun scratched her hair and smiled shyly: "I don't know the experts, but I know medicine. Your old walking stick is made of the neem tree. Its flowers, fruits and root bark
It can be used as medicine."
"..." Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang looked at the air silently, but they couldn't hold back the laughter in their hearts. Mr. Teng talked about ancient knowledge, and the little girl talked about medicinal materials. This is probably the so-called bull's head and the horse's mouth. A naughty child is a naughty child. Even the answer
It's all so unexpected.
Mr. Teng was slightly startled at first, then couldn't help laughing, and the corner of his mouth curved: "Okay, okay, no matter that, little girl, can I smooth out the inkstone you found at the stall before?"
"No, I already have the goods in my pocket, no takeout." Her result? No, no, no.
"You little girl, you still want Qiao?" Mr. Teng wanted to hit the little one with his cane. To be honest, if the inkstone had been on the two young men, he thought he would have hit them directly if they dared to say that.
"It's not about taking Qiao, it's really uneven. Why do you always want to get it even? What's the reason?"
"It looks a bit like the dragon tail inkstone among the inkstones. Come and study it. What are you doing with it, little girl?"
"It is used for grinding medicine. I find it very pleasing to the eye, so I bought it and used it as a grinding material for medicine."
"..." Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang once again wanted to turn into air, searching for antiques and used goods just to grind medicine? Whose family does this naughty child belong to? Come and take it away, so as not to piss people off.
Mr. Teng was amused: "Little girl, the inkstone is for grinding ink. Wouldn't it be a waste if you use it to grind ink?"
"Printing ink is for use, grinding medicine is also for use. Anyway, they are all used. Just make the best use of everything. Where is the waste? Besides, people can't always stick to the rules. Sometimes you have to come up with some innovative ideas to add a little fun to your life. Old man
, please don’t ask me. I gave it to you regardless of who comes. It’s my first time to visit an antique market. It’s rare to see something that makes me happy at first sight. I want to keep it as a souvenir.
"
"Can you appreciate the head office for me?" Mr. Teng sighed and had no choice but to take a step back.
"Okay, go aside." It's okay not to take out food, but to give people appreciation, especially if she is an elderly person. She is a good child who respects the elderly and loves the young. She cannot let the elderly person come home with a full load, at least she must meet his appreciation requirements.
Mr. Teng finally felt at ease and walked very fast. The four young and old people walked to the foot of the outer wall of Panyuan. Le Xiaoxiao sat down cross-legged without any appearance. The three men, old and young, couldn't laugh or cry, so they had to sit cross-legged on the ground.
Taking out his backpack and presenting the results of his search, Mr. Le took out the inkstone and placed it on the ground. There are many unwritten rules in the antique world. For example, if you like something and someone holds it in your hand first, you cannot go up and ask for the price.
Don't compete for quotations. You can only go up and reward others when others put them down;
For another example, if you want to let others enjoy something, you should not hand it over directly. Instead, you should put it down first and let others pick it up. In this way, if it is damaged, the responsibility will be obvious.
The inkstone is smaller than a normal inkstone and has an irregular shape. A small piece is missing from one corner. Although it looks like it has been left with dust for a long time, some sticky matter has stuck to the surface, making it unsightly in appearance. However, the clean corners are hard and smooth.
, exquisite texture.
Mr. Teng picked up the inkstone, stroked it in his hand, and tapped it to listen to the sound. The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became. He couldn't put it down and played with it. He murmured distressedly: "Seventy percent of the time, it's the dragon tail inkstone. Why do you want it?"
This little girl is one step ahead."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the end, I was still unwilling to give in and asked again: "Little girl, please give me a break, I'll give you the price of one finger."
There is a special lingo when discussing prices at the antique market to prevent high prices from being too eye-catching. Generally speaking, it is calculated by dividing the whole number by one hundred. One hundred is one dollar, one thousand is ten dollars, and ten thousand means holding out one finger.
If the number is more than 10,000, it is called 1.5, and 15,000 is 1.5.
Those who use jargon usually involve large amounts, and small items on the stalls only cost ten yuan. After all, there are also ordinary people and foreign tourists who buy used goods, and not everyone understands those jargons.
Ten thousand?
Yan Xing looked at the inkstone in Lao Teng's hand. Isn't it just a broken inkstone worth 10,000 yuan?
Liu Xiangyang's eyes glowed green when he heard this. He almost wanted to agree on behalf of the little beauty and buy something for twenty yuan. In the blink of an eye, it rose to ten thousand. Ouch, he made a lot of money!
"Uneven." Le Yun shook her head firmly: "Ten thousand dollars can't buy it. I like it. When I first saw it, I thought it was a match. Whether it's worthless or worth ten thousand dollars, I won't sell it. I'll keep it as a souvenir.
."
"Didn't you buy a lot of things?"
"Others are others. Everything is irreplaceable. If you like the Four Treasures of the Study, I will give it to you next time I find something that suits your eyes."
"Little girl, you really don't know what to do? You don't know how to pick this inkstone?" Mr. Teng's eyes were strange.
"I don't understand. I just feel that this inkstone is very friendly and I like it very much. I just bought it because it happened to be useful."
"Okay, let's go in, and you can continue shopping. If you see something that feels as friendly as this one and you like it, come back and give it to me."
"No problem, but let's be honest, if you don't see something I like, or if I think I like it but it's actually not very valuable, you can't blame me."
"You think you like Taobao, so I won't even it if it doesn't suit your eyes. If I want to make it right for you, whether it's picking up leaks or punching holes, it's all fate. I won't blame you."
"Hmm, I like the old man's refreshing mood. Let's go hang out right now?"
"let's go!"
The little girl put away her things. Mr. Teng got up first, patted his butt and walked away. The wind was blowing under his feet and he walked so fast.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang sighed silently. They were originally a threesome, but now they are four. They are heartbroken. There is Mr. Teng accompanying them, so they can no longer have fun.
The gate of Panjiayuan is magnificent, and the interior is also spacious and grand, with old-fashioned buildings and expanded modern greenhouses. It is divided into several areas, including shops, shops, stalls, and an area for books, jade, porcelain, etc.
Belongs to one area.
Autumn is neither cold nor hot, and is the best time of the year to travel and set up stalls, especially open-air stalls or street stalls. Therefore, there are no vacancies for stalls in the garden, and high-rise stalls are full everywhere.
Shops generally have high-quality products, with more genuine goods and higher prices. Street stalls have the most complex and complex products, lower prices, and are the most testing of one's luck or eyesight.
Classmate Le Xiao was not the kind of rich man with a millionaire's money. She didn't plan to go to the exhibits or the boutique area at all, and went straight to the scattered stalls in the greenhouse. Considering that the old man and the two handsome brothers were too conspicuous, she was afraid that the vendors would sit on the ground and raise prices, so she didn't let the three of them go.
People walk together.
Mr. Teng and the two young men were disliked by the little girl because they were wealthy foreign ministers. They fell silently behind a few steps, pretending that they were not the same group as the little girl.
There are tourists and players in the park, as well as people who come to watch the excitement, as well as foreign friends, men, women and children, all gathered together. The huge market is crowded with people, you come and I go, it is bustling and lively.
There are white-skinned and dark-skinned foreign friends, men and women, some wearing long sleeves and sportswear, some wearing shorts, some speaking English, some French and various foreign languages. Chinese is spoken here, and there are people there.
Talking about the chirping of birds, combined with the subtle smell of some porcelain, perfume, etc., it is really "the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers".
One sentence to describe the market is: a mixed bag of good and bad.
The muddy water makes it easy to fish, and there are many people who won’t attract attention. Le Xiaoxiao is particularly fond of the second-hand antique market, which is similar to the wet market. This is the best. Even if you find something, once you get into the crowd, it will be difficult to get caught.
Find people.
There were so many stalls, she could only sort through them through screening. She stood in a corner, turned on her eyes, and roughly scanned a small area to see where there was any aura, golden luster, or special halo, and jotted it down.
place, and then look for it.
The first time I scanned a large area, I scanned a few places with particularly bright colors. I slowly moved over and admired them for a while without making any move. The ones with the aura white light were some wooden furniture. They were too big and the aura halo was too big.
light.
The second time, there were some junk porcelains, all of which were large pieces; the third place, there were some pots and pans, which were too inferior to be appreciated; the fourth place, the luster of the things was too light, pitiful;
Fifth, sixth, and seventh, either the light of the thing you see is too weak or the thing is too big and shabby, and it is not worth taking action, so just walk past it.
Mr. Teng watched as he walked and took in several small things. The prices of the things he bought were not too high, ranging from a few hundred to a thousand. The most expensive one was a pipe, which cost 2,000 yuan.
Classmate Le kept walking, sometimes taking a look at the stalls here, and sometimes running to the stalls on the opposite side. After walking through a long aisle of stalls, he found three old ink ingots at a low price of fifty yuan, and bought one.
Comb the corners;
The second stall, the third stall, and the fourth stall. In a blink of an eye, I finished browsing one greenhouse and then moved to the second row of greenhouses. After visiting the second greenhouse, I bought several scattered second-hand goods, a bowl, a
A small porcelain vase, a cylinder, a bronze mirror, and some other gadgets whose uses I don't know.
After visiting the two greenhouses, Le Yun's eyes were dry and had a slight stinging sensation due to frequent use of her special eyes. She did not dare to use her eyes excessively anymore and ran to a corner to wait for Mr. Teng and the two clingy spirits behind.
Mr. Teng saw the little girl sneaking to sit under a tree that beautified the venue in the open air outside the greenhouse. After roughly admiring a few stalls, he sneaked to find the little girl and immediately asked: "Little girl, have you found a match for your eyes?"
of?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "See if this can catch your eyes." Le Yun put a bag in her arms on the ground. There were so many four treasures in the study, and there were only a handful of them around her eyes.
Mr. Liu and Mr. Yan also sat down. They had become Mr. Teng's bodyguards and could not move freely, which was very sad.
When he heard that he had found something, Mr. Teng's eyes suddenly brightened. He hugged the bag excitedly and opened it carefully. There was an inkstone and a pen mountain. The inkstone was green, and the color was very dull because it had not been moisturized. The pen mountain was
dark red.
The old man held the inkstone and touched it, turning it over and over. He looked very carefully and devotedly, and his attentive expression was also very serious.
"Old man, let me tell you, no matter whether it suits your eyes or not, I will never go shopping again. There are so many dazzling things that it blinds my titanium alloy dog eyes. I decided to find a place to eat and rest."
The old man's serious face made Le Yun's little heart pound. In order to find that thing, she ran through seven stalls and took a lot of effort to pull it out of the groceries, although it was not as shiny as hers.
The Fang Inkstone from before had a bit of aura after all. Not to mention it was a rare treasure, but it should also be something ancient and knowledgeable.
"Little girl, this is my favorite. I have agreed to give it to me no matter what. You can't go back on it. Come on, I will take you to find someone to appraise it. Even if it is not a high-quality product, I will pay ten times the price for it.
" His attention was drawn back, and Mr. Teng tore his eyes away from the inkstone, his tone unable to suppress the joy.
Identification?
Le Yun's eyes sparkled with joy. She had never seen the treasure appraisal process before, so it was great to be able to watch it with her own eyes.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang looked at each other, a little jealous of the little girl. Mr. Teng was obsessed with the four treasures of the study, especially inkstones. He said that liking them must be very good. If the naughty boy can find the collection that Mr. Teng likes, it is equivalent to getting married again.
Due to good karma, the naughty boy is too lucky.
Mr. Teng was afraid that others would snatch his inkstone, so he packed it up, held it in his arms, and led the three of them to the appraiser excitedly.
Panyuan has professional treasure appraisers who can appraise treasures for free for players and sellers who trade in the market, and can also issue authoritative certificates.
The appraisal studio was on the second floor of an antique and jade building. Mr. Teng led the three of them up the stairs from the lobby. They drove through a corridor with ease and arrived at the office where the appraisal center sign was hung.
The appraisal center is quite wide. The ordinary studios are separated by glass walls, and the other half is used as a reception room to receive guests who come for appraisals. The studios that require special appraisal techniques are separated into separate rooms.
The studio staff are all wearing blue protective clothing. Some are doing appraisal work, some are taking a rest, and there are also a few customers who have brought things for appraisal and are waiting for the results. Even while waiting, they don’t feel ignored. They are served with tea, newspapers or
Books and periodicals are available.
As soon as Mr. Teng entered the appraisal center, a young man laughed and said: "Old man, did you find something good again today? You will let us know about it later."
"Hehehehe, please give me your blessing," Mr. Teng said with a smile on his face, and shouted to an old man in his sixties sitting at the other end of the hall: "Old Dou, please help me take a look at my new treasure."
The staff were laughing so hard. Mr. Teng was a regular customer of their place. He would come at least once a month and had a close friendship with Mr. Dou, the number one treasure appraiser in the appraisal center.
Dou Ren, who was sitting at the table by the window drinking tea, put down his tea cup helplessly. Could he pretend that he didn't hear what the old guy was shouting?
He didn't speak and waited. When Old Teng rushed over in a hurry, he looked at the three behind him. He had seen the two young men several times, but this was the first time for him to see the little one. That child...
…
When the people came closer, Dou Ren smiled and waved: "Little girl, come closer and let me take a look. Which family are you a daughter of? Are you a relative of the Yan family or the Liu family?"
What?
When Le Yun entered the appraisal center, she quickly took a look at the environment, and then followed without squinting. As soon as she came to a stop not far from the table, someone grabbed her out. She was stunned. It was her first time here. Why?
Does it feel like you've shown your face again?
He quickly raised his head and saw an old man sitting next to the table. His hair was all white and his eyes were full of wisdom. He immediately ignored the situation and grinned: "Hello, old man. I'm not familiar with these two handsome guys. We're just on the same road."
Mr. Teng was not surprised that the little girl was taken away by Old Man Dou. The little girl looked so juicy that Old Dou always dreamed of having his granddaughter's urine, so it was strange that he didn't like her when he saw her.
Two young men: "..." This is a world that values faces. Their handsome faces were ignored, and they could only blame the naughty kids for being too attractive.
"Are you not familiar with them? That's just right. I'm really afraid that you are related to them and can be easily led astray. Come on, little girl, sit down."
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang, who were innocently lying at gunpoint, received 10,000 critical hit points again. Who did they offend? Didn't they do anything well? How come they were included in the list of bad guys?
The two brothers were extremely resentful and sat next to Mr. Teng, silently pretending to be invisible.
Le Yun sat down at the designated position, her nerves tensed slightly. Even without turning around, she felt everyone's gaze. It was definitely uncomfortable to be looked at like a monkey.
As soon as we sat down, the waiter brought us tea.
Mr. Teng didn't drink tea, so he put the bag on the table like a treasure, carefully took out the inkstone, and put it close to Mr. Dou's hand: "Old Dou, hurry up and get to work, help me identify this before you come to chat with me over tea.
."
Dou Ren originally didn't want to pay attention to that thing, but when he saw the inkstone, his expression became serious for a second. He reached out to hold it up, touched it gently, then looked at the lines, knocked it, and touched it carefully.
"The texture is fine. Although it is dull, the color can still be seen to be uniform, like a pine flower inkstone. You guys sit down first while I go to the studio."
When he encountered something of research value, Dou Ren showed work enthusiasm and went straight to the studio with the inkstone in his arms.
The master went to work, and the four of them drank tea and waited. Le Xiaoxiao was curious about new knowledge. After drinking tea, he sat for a while and asked the staff if he could stand outside the glass and watch the appraisers work. He got permission.
Stand happily outside the glass window and admire it.
The staff in the studio cleaned, brushed, and looked at antiques with magnifying glasses, etc. They worked in an orderly manner. Soon, the items of the waiting customers were appraised one after another. Some were genuine and some were imitations, most of which were crude.
The appraisal does not clearly identify the age, etc. If you want a comprehensive and detailed appraisal, it will take a while and you will need to pay additional fees. After all, the appraisal work is very complicated and requires a lot of manpower and material resources.
People left, and people came again, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Classmate Le Xiao was also tired of watching, so he slipped back and sat down, and waited for another half an hour. Dou Ren walked out of the studio with a happy face.
, holding a ball of something wrapped in red cloth.
"Is it true?" Mr. Teng happily asked the answer before the other party sat down.
Dou Ren did not answer immediately. He sat down in his usual place, removed a few cups, placed the things wrapped in red cloth in the center of the table, and uncovered the red cloth: "You can see for yourselves."
The soft red velvet cloth was uncovered, revealing an inkstone, tender green, pure and flawless, with a smooth surface, soft luster, and as gentle as jade.
"Good inkstone!" Mr. Teng jumped up excitedly, holding the table with one hand and touching the surface of the inkstone gently with the same gentleness as caressing a lover.
"The Laokeng Songhua Inkstone was originally painted with something like wax or ash. The surface was dull, but it returned to its original color after being washed clean. Based on the inkstone making techniques and carving patterns, it should be a product of the mid-Manchu Qing Dynasty.
After being used by many people, the edges, bottom surface, and the contact points between the outermost surface and the inkstone box have been polished round and smooth. This is an ancient inkstone, with a history of at least three hundred years."
Dou Ren’s careful explanation will not go into details, because there is too much knowledge in archeology, and some aspects require sufficient experience and experience to analyze and determine.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang said: "..." It's normal for a naughty kid to pick up rocks at random. Is the goddess of luck a relative of her parents?
Young Master Liu was so jealous that he couldn't bear it, and asked weakly: "Little beauty, how much did you spend to buy it?" He remembered that the piece she bought before was 20 yuan, so this piece is not a bargain again, right?
"Two hundred yuan." Le Yun smiled brightly. She haggled the price for a long time, from eight hundred to two hundred.
Sure enough, it’s a bargain again!
The two young men were extremely sad. Didn't the naughty kid say that he didn't know how to do it? How about buying an ancient inkstone at a bargain price?
"I want it too." Liu Xiangyang was so greedy that he wanted to grab it. If he gave it to him, he could definitely sell it for tens of thousands.
"No one of you can try to rob it, this is mine." Mr. Teng, who was immersed in joy, was excited when he heard the young man's words. He covered his inkstone and said, "Little girl, you agreed to give it to me. You can't go back on it.
"
"You didn't get this, it belonged to a little girl?" Dou Ren looked surprised.
"My, mine, the little girl promised to give it to me." Mr. Teng was afraid of being snatched and had quick eyes and hands. He grabbed the inkstone and cloth, sat down, and protected them in his arms like a monkey protecting its cubs.
"A gentleman's words, a whip of a horse, I've said it will be settled for you, I will never regret it." Le Yun held her forehead, although it was an ancient understanding, but she also believed in her word, how could she make a mistake just because its value had doubled?
And fat.
"Hehe, this is a good boy." Mr. Teng's heart dropped to the ground and he smiled like a child.
"Lao Teng, don't bully the little girl. The price must be fair." Dou Ren looked at the person who found the treasure and couldn't help but remind him.
"What's your estimate?"
"Based on the market price of Songhua inkstones, one of similar quality from the late Manchu Qing Dynasty was auctioned for 30,000 yuan. The starting price of this piece is at least that amount."
"I'll give it your estimate. Little girl, do you think that's okay?"
"No," Le Yun shook her head: "The old man bid 10,000 yuan before, so let's pay that price for this piece. If you don't bring it for appraisal, I will give it to you evenly if it reaches 10,000 yuan."
When Mr. Teng heard the word "no", he thought the little girl was asking for a big deal, but unexpectedly she didn't ask for a high price, but instead reduced the price to one-third, which made him a little confused.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang also looked at the little girl in surprise for a while. Did the naughty kid want to take a long-term approach to catch a big fish, or was it just because of his trustworthiness?
"Haha, Lao Teng, you owe this little girl a favor."
"Little girl, you are trustworthy, and I can't let you break your promise. It's just ten thousand, and we will have a good relationship." Mr. Teng was so surprised that his face glowed. He carefully wrapped up the baby, stuffed it into his backpack, and took it out.
He handed a handful of neatly numbered banknotes to the pretty little girl.
Le Yun took the money and stuffed it directly into her backpack without even counting it.
When the treasure mirror was ready, the old man was beaming with joy. He drank the tea and when he was about to say goodbye, he took out a bunch of notes and gave them to Master Dou: "This is not for your hard work. This is for the little girl to treat you all to tea."
"Okay, I'll collect it for you. After a few days of rest, all the staff will go to drink tea together." Dou Ren smiled knowingly and accepted the money for the tea. Lao Teng said that the little girl invited it to help the little girl expand her network.
, the people in the Appraisal Center will respect her, and in the future, whenever she needs to appraise treasures, not only here, but also among their families or friends, as long as it is confirmed to be her, they will be given preferential treatment.
The staff smiled and thanked me.
The four people were sent out of the appraisal center and walked out of the building to a place with few people. Mr. Teng grabbed the little girl and said: "You stinky girl, do you dare to say that you are not an expert?"
