Lin Zhenbei took one look at the purple clay pot and was suddenly shocked.
They had been discussing Longya, but they had ignored this purple clay pot.
He quickly and carefully held the pot in his hand and looked at it carefully.
This is a four-legged dragon tripod teapot. Whether it is the clay material, the coating, or the shape of the vessel, they all imitate the bronze tripod. This vessel has the roundness and elegance of the tripod body, and its luster is gentle and subtle.
On the body of the pot, there is also an inscription "Drink and read, but your stomach will be full."
At the bottom, there is the signature "Chen Mingyuan".
It turned out to be Chen Mingyuan, a master of purple clay in the Qing Dynasty who was known as the "Huyin"! ! !
Lin Zhenbei was really shocked, because he was almost sure that this pot was made by Master Chen Mingyuan.
Because he had seen a masterpiece handed down by Master Chen Mingyuan from the hands of an old leader who had retired. The charm of the pot in front of him was no less than that of the old leader.
If this pot is put up for auction, it will cost at least 6 million.
"Good pot! Absolutely good pot!" Lin Zhenbei said full of praise: "Moreover, this is definitely a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation by Master Chen Mingyuan!"
When Lin Zhenbei exclaimed, everyone's attention fell on the pot.
Liang Yun, Bai Yichun, and Lin Wanyu didn't know much about purple clay teapots.
But Lin Wanyu had already heard how precious this pot was in the darkroom filled with antique collections, so she was not as surprised as others.
Du Songping, on the other hand, was the one who was most surprised at this time, besides Lin Zhenbei.
"show me!"
Du Songping quickly snatched the purple clay pot from Lin Zhenbei's hand.
There was still hot tea in the pot, and the tea splashed onto Du Songping's hand, but Du Songping still endured the pain and held the pot firmly.
Because he usually likes to collect some things, especially purple clay teapots. He has collected no less than two hundred of them, but they are all relatively ordinary purple clay teapots. He has only seen this kind of masterpiece handed down from ancient times by the purple clay master, but he has never seen it before. Never owned one.
At first he didn't believe it, thinking it was a counterfeit, but when Lin Zhenbei held the purple clay pot in his hands, he observed the pot carefully and found that the charm of this pot really had the flavor of Master Chen Mingyuan.
To identify a purple clay pot, looking at the shape and craftsmanship is only the first step. The most important step is to look at the charm of the pot. The charm of a purple clay pot made by a master must be higher than that of imitations.
Du Songping also held the purple clay pot carefully in his hands, because he knew pots as well as Lin Zhenbei, so he naturally knew that if he broke the pot, he would definitely have to pay at least several million in compensation.
In fact, this is not a matter of money. Even if you lose money, you can't buy such an orphan.
Du Songping concentrated all his attention on this masterpiece handed down by Master Chen. He racked his brains and tried to find the flaws and flaws in this pot, but he couldn't find any flaws after searching for a long time.
Although he loves purple clay pots, he still hopes that this pot is an imitation. Only in this way can he regain face from Lin Zhenbei and make a few digs at Lin Zhenbei.
However, contrary to expectations, he really couldn't find any flaw in this pot, not even a little bit.
In the end, he had no choice but to admit that this was Master Chen Mingyuan's masterpiece - the four-legged dragon tripod pot!
"Oh my god, I didn't expect that this pot really belongs to Master Chen Mingyuan!" Du Songping exclaimed and sighed, feeling extremely psychologically unbalanced.
Both are lovers of pots, and Lin Zhenbei's son-in-law not only gave him tea celestial being dragon buds, but also Master Chen Mingyuan's purple clay pot. On the other hand, his worthless son-in-law had to hang out with his father-in-law. , then there is really no harm without comparison!
"Lin Zhenbei, your life is too good!"
Du Songping's heart became increasingly unbalanced, and he almost wanted to curse.
