During the Qianlong period, snuff bottles made of various materials made by the Qing court generally had the words "Made in the Qianlong Year" in seal script or regular script.
The bottoms of the painted enamel snuff bottles and the cloisonné enamel snuff bottles have ink or blue inscriptions "Made in the Qianlong Year" in double lines on the bottom.
The glass enamel snuff bottles are often engraved with the official script "Made in the Qianlong Year", with neat and beautiful fonts and gold inscriptions.
The bottom of the pastel porcelain snuff bottle has the official script "Made in the Qianlong Year" in red or black characters. Jade (stone) snuff bottles are also usually engraved with the seal script "Made in the Qianlong Year", and some are also filled with gold, but regular script is rare.
Glass snuff bottles also have seal or regular script inscriptions "Made in the Qianlong Year". This is when the snuff bottle has completely emerged and reached its peak, and Wang Yu also loves this little thing very much.
The small snuff bottles, through the efforts of several dynasties, finally formed their own styles. It can be said that a hundred flowers bloomed.
So, Wang Yu bargained with the boss and finally bought the snuff bottle for 1,000 yuan. As for the price, it was not expensive, it was about 300,000 yuan.
After paying the money, Wang Yu put the snuff bottle in his pocket and played with it, then continued shopping with the wine bottle in his hand, feeling that he would not encounter anything big and good today.
Moreover, Wang Yu had never bought these gadgets before. It was quite interesting to buy two today. The only regret was the wine bottle.
There is usually not one wine bottle, but a set of at least four. Unfortunately, Wang Yu only met one wine bottle now and did not see the same wine bottle again.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Wang Yu stood at a stall again. It was not that he found something good, but that he was taking out melons.
That's right, at the stall in front of me, two women were quarreling, one was buying and the other was selling, because of the price issue.
One of them was wearing jeans and white short-sleeves, standing aside holding a box, while the other was standing in the stall wearing a skirt. It looked like both of them were about forty years old.
You shrew, you said I would take the three thousand yuan, I gave you the money, but you didn’t sell it, then you give me the money back, I saw one of the women who looked like a stall owner with one hand on her hip He pointed at the woman and said.
Then I don’t want to sell it, why? I still have to sell it to you? And the woman responded without showing any weakness.
Okay, you can give me back the three thousand yuan I earned from you, and I’ll sell whatever you like. It’s just a broken bowl. Is this really real? The woman dressed up by the stall owner is obviously happy. No more.
You can transfer it as you please. How do I know if you have swapped my bowl? My bowl is a real bowl, handed down from my ancestors. You want me to sell it to you for only three thousand?
Moreover, after a while, after identifying that this is my bowl, I will naturally give you the money. Just now I clearly saw you holding a bowl that is the same as mine. The woman said while holding the box in her arms tightly.
Ouch, I really thought that the broken bowl in your arms was real, and even changed it, why didn't you say that your ancestors were from the palace? The woman who owned the stall also retorted.
Wang Yu used his clairvoyance to look at the bowl in the box of the woman Hu Aoli. It was an ordinary bowl, that is, a fake, and it was on the stall owner's chair.
There was a wooden box there, and there was an identical bowl inside, except that the bowl was filled with precious gas.
Obviously, that bowl is undoubtedly real. As for the exchange, Wang Yu feels that it is also real. Who would bring this ancestral fake here.
And the things passed down from ancestors, even if they are fakes, are still real now. Therefore, Wang Yu felt that what the woman holding the box said should be true.
While Wang Yu was still thinking, the two women were quarreling more and more fiercely.
Since you said you can exchange my bowl, that's fine. Let me search for it. If you don't find a bowl that is exactly the same as mine, then I will give you the bowl in my hand.
But if there are identical bowls, what do you say? At this time, the woman holding the box said directly, and the people around her nodded in agreement.
Wang Yu also thinks that this should be the best way to solve this problem at present, but some people will definitely be unwilling.
"You just search it when you say it?"
Why should I make you thin? There are so many identical bowls in the world, could it be possible that all the same ones belong to your family? The woman who owned the stall also said very forcefully at this time.
That's not true, but there is a problem with the bowl passed down from my ancestors. There is a very small knife mark on the bottom of the bowl, which cannot be seen without looking carefully.
This is why my ancestors said that this game was carved with a knife when people were playing with it, just to distinguish it.
Just now when you looked at the bowl in my hand, I found that the bowl didn't have the details I mentioned, so I concluded that you changed my bowl, since you have to be so shameless.
Then I'll call the police now, and let the police search it when the time comes. The woman took out her phone as she said that.
The stall owner finally panicked after hearing the bite alarm and the details. He had never expected that there were details on the bowl.
In fact, she just saw that this bowl was extraordinary and that it must be a real thing, so she wanted to buy it at a low price, so she called the police.
But the woman who came to sell the bowl obviously knew something about it and wanted half a million yuan, so the stall owner changed it without her noticing.
But he didn't expect that there would be details in this bowl. At this time, she didn't say anything, just silent, but she was really thinking about how to escape quickly.
If she was really taken away by the police, it would be considered a robbery, which would be enough for her to endure.
You, the boss lady, take other people's things and give them to others. People in this industry are most afraid of people like you, and you are still stuck here.
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Just take it and give it to others, apologize to them, and that's it. Why are you holding on to it? You have to ask people to call the police and let the police arrest you.
At this time, the crowd watched for a long time and finally figured out what was going on, so they started talking about the stall owner.
Finally, when the woman in jeans was about to call the police, the owner of the stall finally took out the replaced bowl, and everyone looked at it according to the details just mentioned.
Sure enough, I saw the details just described just below the bowl, which are exactly the same, which shows that this bowl is really passed down from ancestors.
The stall owner quietly slipped away the other items in a bag while everyone was looking at the bowl. She knew the moment she took out the bowl. There is no room for her in this street.
