The art market in Chengjiayuan would be crowded every weekend, so Xu Xuanming took Ren Zixian inside.
After all, there are only a few young people like them, and both buyers and sellers in the market are of some age.
Ren Zixian actually didn't want to go out, so he followed Xu Xuanming in a lack of interest, neither far nor near.
Xu Xuanming knew that she was not in a high mood, so he took care of her mood and silently separated the crowd for her.
"The history of Chengjiayuan can be traced back to the last century. At that time, Yanshi Market had not changed its name. At first, it was just a place for private sales of scattered old goods from street stalls. As the market gradually formed a scale, more and more people sold their goods here. Stall." It can be seen from Xu Xuanming's words that he knows Chengjiayuan fairly well.
"At the end of the last century, it gradually developed into the country's largest large-scale antiques and art treasures market that promotes folk culture. All three religions and nine streams are mixed here. Not only are workers looking for people to buy and sell goods, but there are even overpass acrobatics and even master dancers can be found there. They also set up stalls here.”
Xu Xuanming talked about the origins of Chengjiayuan like a treasure: "Then the official came forward to rectify, divide the areas, and issued management policies, and then let the people spontaneously set up a regulatory committee. Across the century, further development attracted many foreign tourists from other places. The old shareholders of Chengjiayuan saw the market prospects, so they continued to cultivate the brand, and gradually complemented the tourism industry to become what it is now."
Ren Zixian nodded, and Xu Xuanming saw that she was still interested, so he said: "There is an old saying in Yanshi: The roots of the city wall that cannot be bypassed are the roots of the city that cannot be escaped. If you want to find some gadgets and trinkets in this place in Yanshi , then Chengjiayuan must be the best choice. In addition, every third, sixth, and ninth day of the lunar calendar, Chengjiayuan will also open the so-called 'ghost market'."
Ren Zixian raised his eyes to look at him, and Xu Xuanming said with a smile: "Of course it's not the kind of 'ghost market' you think of, it's just a night market. But there's a mix of good and bad in it. Some of them are really antique treasures, but there are also people who take the opportunity to extort money. If you If you are interested, you can hang out here tonight.”
Xu Xuanming glanced at the time: "It's four o'clock in the afternoon now. You can go shopping after dinner later."
Ren Zixian nodded: "How come Professor Xu knows so clearly?"
"I grew up here since I was a child, so of course I know it." Xu Xuanming happened to stand in front of a store, opened the door and said, "Since I'm home, I naturally came to say hello."
Ren Zixian was stunned for a moment, then took a look at the sign: Yan Wu Duo Baoxuan.
Unexpectedly, while wandering around, I bumped into Xu Xuanming's house.
Will she come in now or not?
She also understood the meaning of Xu Xuanming's several attempts. We are all adults, so naturally we all understand things like love tacitly.
Xu Xuanming has a crush on her, and she can naturally feel it.
Ren Zixiao lowered his eyes and thought.
Seeing the hesitation on her face, Xu Xuanming smiled calmly and said, "I'm just saying hello. If you don't want to come in, you can just wait for me at the door."
Ren Zixian thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's go."
Xu Xuanming's shop is not big. There are hundreds of teapots displayed on six museum cabinets in the hall. At a glance, some are finely burnt and some are coarsely burnt, and some can even be seen to be old.
As soon as you enter the door, you can see a rocking bamboo and rattan rocking chair. A plush blanket covers most of the person on the rattan chair. There is a stove of boiling hot water on the low stool next to it. Hot red coals are burning in the stove. Next to it is a bowl of tureen tea.
I don't know where the sound of the radio came from, and a ditty was playing in it.
The old man lying on the recliner had a newspaper from this morning covered on his face. He closed his eyes and said angrily, "...This matter happened at the Jingxi Indigo Factory~"
"Brother Xuan~Brother Xuan~" came an energetic voice.
Ren Zixian was startled, and turned around to see a myna fluttering in the birdcage.
"That's right!" The old man's rocking chair squeaked, "If you bark a few more times, he will come back."
Bago is still calling: "Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan! Jian Guo'er~ Jian Guo'er~"
"Hahaha, are you urging us to get married?" The old man was amused by the Eighth Brother. He sat up with a smile, dropped the newspaper, and saw Xu Xuanming standing in front of him at a glance, "Hey, you are really back?"
The old man watched with sharp eyes a girl following Xu Xuanming. He stood up suddenly and almost fell over.
Xu Xuanming quickly pulled the little old man up with quick eyes and hands: "I just passed by and came back to take a look."
The little old man didn't even look at him. He jumped up to Ren Zixian with a smile that made the wrinkles on his face lively: "Hello, hello, I'm the grandfather of this brat. What's your name? Are you a local? It doesn’t matter if you’re from out of town, how many people are there at home?”
Ren Zixian was instantly frightened by the old man's actions, and could only let the old man shake hands with her: "I am Ren Zixian."
"Ren Zixian is such a good name." The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "There is a poem that goes: Smile without answering and your heart will be free. There is no other world than this world. This is Li Bai's poem. You are welcome to come. If you like it, just follow it. Grandpa said, let’s have dinner at home tonight. Grandpa will show you his skills. What we learned before was an old craft passed down from the palace. We can make all kinds of peach blossom crispy milk and crispy cheese. This brat can’t eat it even if he wants to. I only feed it to my grandson’s wife.”
Xu Xuanming couldn't bear it anymore and blocked her behind him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"What? You haven't caught up yet?" The old man looked like someone who had come before, "Then you can't do it. Grandpa was a handsome young man from all over the country back then. How come he is so unlucky when it comes to his grandchildren?"
Xu Xuanming couldn't help but said to Ren Zixian, who was a little embarrassed: "You'd better go out and wait. I'll come out later."
Ren Zixian was also embarrassed in this situation, so he simply nodded and smiled at the old man and pushed the door open.
As soon as she went out, Xu Xuanming turned to the old man and said, "Make something delicious tonight."
"What are you doing, coming back to catch the autumn breeze?" The old man said coldly, "Is this my granddaughter-in-law? Please tell me for sure! If she is my granddaughter-in-law, I will eat her. If she is not my granddaughter-in-law, I will not eat her!"
"Why are you still discriminating?" Xu Xuanming glanced at Ren Zixian outside the door, "Even my granddaughter-in-law was scared away when she saw you like this."
As soon as these words came out, the old man knew that this boy was in love, and he said hello twice: "Okay, I thought you were planning to die alone. Who knew that there would be a time when the red star would move? Go ahead. Stay with me, grandpa will give you two of his best dishes, and I’m sure you’ll win them all in one fell swoop!”
"Get it in one fell swoop! Get it in one fell swoop!" Myna picked up the words in the cage and flapped his wings in agreement.
Ren Zixian stood at the door for a few minutes, and Xu Xuanming came out: "Let's go shopping. After dinner in the evening, the ghost market will have set up stalls. We can go shopping then."
Xu Xuanming did not mention any topics that were difficult for Ren Zixian to answer.
Before he had taken two steps, the people in front started shouting.
A vendor wearing a red woolen hat folded his hands. The stall in front of him was covered with bright red cotton cloth, and various old objects were displayed on it. In the middle was a square hollow lacquered wooden box that was 40 centimeters wide in width and narrow in length. Dressing box with blurred prism.
The hawker said in a loud voice: "If you send this kind of lacquer prism to an auction, even if it costs millions, there will still be people buying it. Look at the leather case. It has not been polished like this after a hundred years."
After saying that, he stretched out his rough hands to touch the hollow carvings on the dresser box.
The leather shell refers to the weathering caused by the contact between the paint surface and moisture in the air during the long-term use of old furniture, causing the original paint surface to produce a warm and moist patina, which is usually accompanied by cracking of the paint surface.
Lacquer furniture has this kind of thick glass-like patina, which will make the furniture look more textured.
Well-preserved lacquerware furniture is even rarer.
Therefore, it is said that things are rare and valuable, and once someone pursues them, they will quickly become popular.
Everyone knows that lacquer furniture needs to be coated with paste. As the saying goes, experts can only watch the door, but laymen can only watch the excitement.
Ren Zixian took a look at the lacquered dressing table box on the stall and knew it in his heart.
Then he saw a girl with exquisite makeup standing in front of the stall, and he instantly understood the current situation.
This little girl is afraid that she will become a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
The vendor reached out and touched the bar that was still there and said, "Let me tell you, if you really want it, make an honest offer of 40,000 yuan, and we'll be friends with you."
As soon as the price of four million was announced, there was an uproar and the onlookers were whispering.
"Forty thousand..." The little girl who asked the price was obviously frightened by this number, "That's it...Then I still don't want it..."
"Hey, what's the matter? Do you think my goods are not good?" The vendor's eyes changed, and his smile fell instantly. "Look carefully, this auspicious pattern of dragons and phoenixes is a craft passed down from our ancestors. The real old Object! The people who used it before were all rich or noble! Even if you shop all over Chengjiayuan, don’t even think of finding a better leather case.”
"No, no, no, I'm not saying your goods are not good, it's just that they are too expensive. I..."
Before the little girl finished speaking, she was interrupted by the hawker: "Expensive? You can get such a good thing for 40,000 yuan, so you can have fun secretly. I will give you the price sincerely. Who would want you to play with me?"
The hawker pressed on her step by step, not giving the little girl a chance to speak and dragging her to prevent her from leaving.
"Don't pull me." The little girl saw many people gathered around her, and the originally narrow path had become blocked.
Other passers-by looked at her and talked in low voices, which had obviously caused trouble to others. They were anxious and ashamed for a moment, and their faces turned red instantly.
"In this case, you have to buy something from this stall. You have to buy the first thing you ask for when we open the door. This is the rule, otherwise my stall will be like the god of mold. You can't hurt me." The vendor said. Holding her.
This was the purpose of the hawker from the beginning. The little girl seemed to have no shortage of money and was timid. After being pressured by the hawker's words, she could only buy something casually and leave.
"Okay..." The little girl couldn't resist the pressure and was about to choose something small, so she thought it was a lesson to spend money.
However, at this time Ren Zixian suddenly said: "So Chengjiayuan still has rules about forced buying and selling?"
