At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still blazing, but compared to that at noon, there was a little more breeze.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
Bao Pohou patted Li Jie on the shoulder and said proudly, his tone full of excitement.
There are many alleys in the capital city. There is a proverb, "A famous alley is worth three thousand and six, and an unknown alley is worth a lot of money."
Although Li Jie was considered a native of the capital city in this world, he was so unscrupulous when he was in trouble. After a while, he came to a strange alley.
Thanks to Li Jie's good memory, otherwise he would have been stunned.
After walking for a while, there was no way ahead, and they came to a dead end. However, he still kept walking forward. Li Jie followed him step by step. Only after walking in did he realize that there was actually a cave here.
There is actually a side door near the dead end. If you weren't paying special attention, you wouldn't have noticed it.
'interesting. '
'Isn't this a black market? '
Li Jie thought this, but what Ba Pohou said soon negated his guess.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Sister Lian, are you at home? I am Xiaohou, the rag collector!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Not long after, there was a sound of soft footsteps behind the door.
With a 'squeak', the door opened.
The person who opened the door was an old man with a pale face, thin body and a sick look.
"Cough...cough, Xiaohou, cough...cough, who is this?"
The old man coughed several times after saying just a few words.
Bao Baohou smiled and explained: "This is one of my little brothers, one of my own, so you can rest assured."
The old man nodded, then turned sideways and said, "Come in quickly."
Li Jie frowned slightly. In addition to being a great master in martial arts, he was also extremely accomplished in medical skills. Judging from his appearance alone, the old man in front of him was already seriously ill, and there was no cure for it.
'Huh? '
Walking into the courtyard gate, Li Jie discovered that there was actually a small courtyard with a single family. Although it was not large, it was rare nowadays.
Ruochang followed the old man without saying a word, his face a little heavy, and the excitement on his face had long since disappeared.
The old man walked very slowly, and Bao Pohou did not help or urge him. Li Jie probably stepped on something when he saw this. This family may have known Bao Pohou for a long time.
After arriving in the main hall, the old man pointed at the objects on the table.
"Xiao Hou, the things are on the table. Please estimate the price."
A beautifully shaped porcelain cup was standing quietly on the shabby old wooden table, looking out of place.
It was only then that there was a hint of sparkle in Ruanlan Hou's eyes. He stepped forward and gently picked up the small cup on the table, carefully stroking the cup body as if caressing a lover.
'It turned out to be this thing. No wonder Bao Shao was so excited. '
The cup in the hand of the broken man is Doucai Ganoderma moiré cup. Doucai, also known as Doucai, began in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty and developed to the peak of the 'Doucai' technique in the Chenghua period.
The full name of the chicken vat cup that once set a record price of HKD 2.81 is the Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken vat cup.
Although the chicken cup is worth over 100 million, it was actually just a drinking utensil for Emperor Chenghua.
Emperor Chenghua was keen on calligraphy and painting. Once he admired the "Picture of Chickens and Chickens" painted by people from the Song Dynasty. He was very moved when he saw the warm scene of a hen and several chicks foraging for food, so he inscribed the painting on it. This seven-character poem expresses the care of the hens for their chicks.
Perhaps because of this, Emperor Chenghua had the desire to make a colorful chicken cup.
Since the chicken jar cup was the royal wine cup of the Chenghua Emperor, the firing requirements were extremely high, and the yield was very low. Only the top quality ones were enshrined in the palace, and all defective ones were destroyed, so very few of them were spread among the people.
Therefore, the Chicken Bowl Cup was able to refresh the Chinese porcelain auction record twice, once in 2014 for HK$281 million, and again in 1999 at HK$29.17 million.
Of course, what I was holding in my hand was not a chicken vat cup, but a carefully made imitation of the Doucai Ganoderma moiré cup from the Chenghua period as a mold.
The reason why Li Jie could tell at a glance that this cup was a fake was because he had seen too many genuine ones.
Chenghua doucai porcelain was fired at the Jingdezhen Imperial Kiln. Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen was the father of Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youtang, and the timeline that Li Jie experienced in his second world was between the Hongzhi and Zhengde years.
Although porcelain from the Royal Kiln Factory is rare, to Li Jie, who is a highly respected official, those exquisite porcelain are nothing more than playthings. Not to mention ordinary Doucai porcelain, he even has a chicken bowl cup.
It's a pity that the items in the copy cannot be brought out. Otherwise, Li Jie only needs to return to the Ming Dynasty and ask his subordinates to go to Jingdezhen Royal Kiln Factory to pack a batch of porcelain. By then, except for the precious chicken jar cups, other Chenghua doucai porcelain can be sold wholesale. go.
He played with it carefully for a quarter of an hour, wiping it again and again, looking at it again and again, and his mouth was grinning all the way to the back of his head.
"Boy (zei), come on, let me open your eyes!"
Li Jie waved his hand and said indifferently: "What's so good about an imitation."
"Yo!"
Shattered's brows raised. He didn't expect Li Jie to be able to tell that it was an imitation without using it. When he saw it for the first time, he thought he had encountered the genuine article.
"You have some skills, come on, come on, give me your eyes!"
Li Jie took the cup, first touched the cup body to try out the feel, and then looked around it up and down.
Chenghua doucai is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. It pioneered a generation of colored porcelain and was admired by later generations. The descendants of Kangxi, Yongzong and Qianlong highly praised Chenghua doucai. Among them, the imitations from the imperial kilns of the Yongzheng period were the most exquisite, and they could almost be mistaken for the real ones.
Although the year mark at the bottom of the cup is missing, such a beautiful imitation is most likely made by the Yongzheng imperial kiln.
"First of all, there is something wrong with the pattern on the cup body. Although the brushwork is sophisticated, it is too rigid, too craftsmanship, and not lively enough. It should have been copied by the painter, rather than original."
"In addition, although the soil of this cup is also an excellent material, it is inferior to that of Chenghua Doucai. The glaze of Chenghua Doucai is extremely fine, the soil contains almost no impurities, and the glaze is very smooth. , it feels like mutton-fat jade, warm and soft to the touch.”
"Through these two points, we can basically confirm that this cup is an imitation, but it is almost as authentic as the cup. Except for the imperial kilns of the Yongzheng period, it probably could not have been made in the other two dynasties."
Snapped! Snapped!
After listening to Li Jie's comments, Ruan Baohou applauded without hesitation.
"Okay! Who did you learn this from? By the way, from what you said just now, have you ever seen the real thing?"
