The golden sunshine in the afternoon falls lightly on the ancient streets of Nancheng.
The interplay of light and shadow makes this old street that has gone through centuries of wind and frost shine brightly.
The ancient street is built along the river, stretching from east to west. Looking from a distance, there are many ancient buildings, white walls, blue tiles, and flying green tiles.
Looking from a distance, a strong sense of ancient and historical vicissitudes hits us instantly.
It forms a strong impact with the towering modern high-rise buildings behind it.
Jiang Cheng and Lin Zhou parked the car and crossed an ancient bridge, and the entire Nancheng ancient street appeared in front of them in an instant.
From west to east, densely packed stalls can be seen everywhere, with a dazzling array of jade, pearls, wood and stone carvings, painted leather goods, porcelain, calligraphy and painting.
There were crowds of people, shouting, shouting, and counter-offering, and it was so lively.
With the lights and shadows inside, Jiang Cheng instantly felt like he was in another world!
Naturally, this is not Jiang Cheng’s first time visiting Qingzhou City’s antique street.
I remember the last time I visited Nancheng Ancient Street. My parents were still alive at that time and the family of four was having a great time.
But now, things have changed and humans are forever separated, and I can't help but feel sad.
Jiang Cheng slowly looked at each stall from stall to stall, while Lin Zhou followed silently behind.
However, after visiting more than a dozen stalls, Jiang Cheng didn't see anything valuable.
Basically they are antique handicrafts.
Not to mention picking up leaks.
Think about it, it has been so many years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and there are only so many good things in total. How can there be so many missing for you to pick up?
The good stuff is either still in the grave or in the hands of collectors.
How many good things can be circulated in the market?
However, everything is not absolute.
No, Jiang Cheng stopped in front of a stall.
This is a stall less than ten square meters in size.
There are quite a variety of calligraphy and paintings, bronzes, porcelain, and jade.
The boss is a lean man in his thirties.
He has a high nose, small eyes, and a mustache.
He had a shiny three-parted hair, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a floral shirt, jeans and flip-flops.
Holding a cattail leaf fan, he was half-lying on a chair and fanning himself.
A strong mix and match wind came to his face, and Jiang Cheng looked awkward.
However, Jiang Cheng had no time to ponder his boss's weird dressing style.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on a three-legged azure-glazed pen washer on the stall.
The brilliance in his eyes is fleeting!
The so-called opening actually refers to the moment when Ru porcelain is opened in the kiln, because the temperature during the kiln firing usually reaches thousands of degrees, and it is suddenly cooled when it comes out of the kiln. The shrinkage coefficients of the tire and the glaze are different, resulting in cicada wing patterns on the glaze surface. piece.
The opening of each cup will be slightly different, so each piece of Ru porcelain is unique.
Some people say that imperfection is a kind of beauty, and the opening of Ru porcelain is the ultimate beauty.
Jiang Cheng quickly regained his composure and looked away from the azure wash.
He slowly squatted down, picked up a bronze Buddha statue next to him, and started to play with it carefully.
There is a rule in the antique world.
As long as you squat down in front of the stall, the stall owner will know that you must be interested in the cultural toys on the stall.
Whether you can open an order later depends on the boss's mouth!
"Boss, how much does this bronze Guanyin statue cost?" Jiang Cheng asked with a smile while holding the bronze Buddha statue.
The boss raised his eyelids, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it disappeared in a flash.
What Jiang Cheng was holding was clearly a reclining Buddha statue, but he said it was a Guanyin statue.
Don't think about the pure layman.
Such people are so unreasonable and hard to tolerate!
The boss squinted his eyes and smiled like a flower.
"Oh! Young man, you have such a good eye! This treasure is a bronze statue of Guanyin and the Crouching Lotus from the Western Zhou Dynasty!"
Avalokitesvara lying on lotus?
Jiang Cheng almost spit out a mouthful of salt soda water.
Why, he has heard of "Guanyin Sitting in Lotus"!
This boss’s attitude is very broad!
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Could he not even be able to distinguish between Guanyin and Buddha?
Besides, his eyes can see the true value. Does he know that the Reclining Buddha Statue is a worthless modern handicraft?
Also, there is Chicken Buddhism in the Western Zhou Dynasty.
As far as he knew, the introduction and development of Buddhism occurred around the time of the Han Dynasty.
At that time, Buddhism was still called "Buddhism"!
This boss is just treating him like a fool!
But if you see it, don’t tell it!
His purpose was not this reclining Buddha statue.
Jiang Cheng calmly coughed: "Boss, just tell me the price!"
The boss raised the corner of his mouth and raised a finger: "The price is one hundred thousand!"
At this time, a middle-aged man at the stall next to him laughed out loud: "Hahaha! Lao Yue, how dare you say that your Buddha statue is from the Western Zhou Dynasty? Let me see the one from last week!"
Yue Tingshan was instantly furious, and his whole face turned dark.
He said fiercely: "Liu Laoer, do you understand the rules?"
The most taboo in antique trading is self-judgment among peers.
Isn't it just trying to get someone involved in the negotiation process?
Liu Laoer shrank his neck, just smiled and stopped talking.
Yue Tingshan quickly put on a friendly smile and said to Jiang Cheng: "Little brother, don't listen to his nonsense. This thing is indeed not from the Western Zhou Dynasty, but it is definitely an old object. Look at the patina, look at the workmanship..."
"three hundred!"
"What? Little brother, look at the workmanship and the patina. You can't even buy it back with three hundred yuan!"
Jiang Cheng smiled and pretended to stand up and leave: "Just three hundred! If it doesn't work, forget it!"
Yue Tingshan bit his lip, frowned tightly, and sighed, as if he had made some important decision, looking heartbroken.
"Alas! Don't go, young man. Three hundred is three hundred. I think this Guanyin statue is destined for you, so I'll sell it to you at a loss!"
The bronze statues on this stall are all old modern handicrafts, and the wholesale cost is only a dozen yuan.
You can earn even three hundred yuan from selling it!
But in my heart, I hated Liu Laosan next door.
If it weren't for Liu Laoer's talkative behavior and bad rules, a rookie like Jiang Cheng would definitely be able to make a lot of money.
Jiang Cheng stared at Yue Tingshan with a strange expression: "Boss, why do I think it's not worth three hundred? Are you trying to trick me? Can you withdraw?"
Yue Tingshan smiled and said: "Hey, young man, there are rules in the antique world. The seller asks for a high price, and the buyer sits on the ground to pay back the money. Only when he is satisfied can he make a counter-offer. If the seller agrees after the counter-offer, the buyer is not allowed to refuse to buy! If If you don’t buy it, you’re ruining your brand!”
Jiang Cheng then showed a look of realization and silently scanned the QR code and paid.
Everything is natural, just like a rookie who doesn't know anything.
Then, Jiang Cheng picked up another blue and white plum vase and looked at it carefully.
"Hey! Boss, where's this?"
"Young man, your vision is really vicious! This is the authentic Yuan Qinghua! An absolute treasure passed down from generation to generation..."
The boss was eloquent and boasted.
Jiang Cheng was pretending at first, but then he became impatient!
"Definitely! Boss, just tell me how much it will cost!"
"Hey! Young man, you and I are destined, what do you think of one million?"
Jiang Cheng's lips twitched, he really dared to ask for this!
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Jiang Cheng coldly stretched out a finger: "One thousand!"
"You! Young man, even though I asked for a lot of money and sat down to pay back the money, I didn't bargain like you did! This is Yuan Qinghua!"
Jiang Cheng smiled: "Boss, do you think Yuan Qinghua will appear on the stalls in the antique street?"
Yue Tingshan sighed secretly.
It is true that Jiang Cheng is a rookie, but he is not a fool.
In my heart, I have already given warm greetings to all the eighteen generations of Liu Laoer's ancestors next door.
If he hadn't broken the rules and talked too much, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have been so alert.
He can also sell it for a good price.
However, it’s not a loss for a thousand dollars. The purchase price is only over a hundred dollars, so it’s still a profit.
"Let's do it! Make friends! A thousand is a thousand!"
Jiang Cheng smiled slightly. If Liu Laoer next to him hadn't been so talkative, he would have had to act for a while!
It’s impossible to do foreplay at such a low price!
After lingering on the stall for a while, Jiang Cheng gently picked up the azure-glazed three-legged pen that he had been thinking about for a long time.
