Zhang Nuo didn't know why, but he still walked towards the stall in front.
When the boss saw someone coming, he immediately stood up to solicit business.
The boss was a little depressed. He had long heard that customers in the black market were spending a lot of money. This time he specifically asked an acquaintance for a quota, and bought a lot of goods in order to make a fortune.
The result was extremely disappointing, not to mention the lack of people, mainly because these people are very knowledgeable!
Just now, the boss wanted to sell two pieces of high-imitation pastel porcelain, but he was immediately recognized. Not only did the business fail, but he was also ridiculed.
The boss's heart is filled with regret. If he had known earlier, he might as well have gone to the ghost market to fool around. People there don't know much about the goods...
But this time the boss is more confident. The combination of three young people and wealthy locals seems to be easy to fool.
He Ren didn't wait for the boss to speak and said proactively, "Xiao Nuo, haven't you always wanted a pen holder? I think the bamboo one is good."
Zhang Nuo was startled. When did she want a pen holder? But she was very smart and knew that He Ren was giving her a chance to pick up the slack. She immediately picked up the pen holder in front of her and frowned, "This? There are four old men engraved on it. Isn't it too ugly?"
The boss immediately explained, "Beauty, don't talk nonsense. These are not four old men, these are two allusions."
He Ren immediately cooperated with the performance, "Oh? What allusion?"
"Did you see the direction of this man's finger? There is a sun there. This is called the sun rising high. It comes from "Youxue Qionglin Wenchen" written by Cheng Dengji of the Ming Dynasty, "I patrol the sky for hunting, praise the patrol; the sun rises high, Pre-congratulations to the bureaucrats. The man at the end holds a qin in his arms. This is called visiting friends with a qin. It tells the story of Boya and Ziqi. Listen to "Visiting Friends with a Qin" by Huang Shen, a famous painter of the Qing Dynasty. Did you tell me? It’s in the Shanghai Museum.”
"Many antiques have these two allusions on them. They both have meanings and are priceless."
He Ren nodded frequently. The boss was right. There are indeed many porcelains with these two allusions engraved on them. There are also many painters who like to paint these two allusions, but they are not as evil as the boss said and cannot be priceless.
Even Huang Shen himself has painted more than one "Visiting Friends with Qin", which can be bought for a few thousand yuan, so they are not particularly precious.
"The boss is really knowledgeable. Can you give me a price?"
He Ren regretted it as soon as he said it. This was a jargon for asking for a price, and he said it accidentally. He originally wanted to pretend to take advantage of the enemy...
The boss was also startled. He didn't expect that this young man spoke in jargon, but he was relieved immediately. The ghost market requires an invitation letter to enter, so knowing some jargon is nothing.
"This is from the late Qing Dynasty. No matter how much you ask for it, it's eight thousand."
Before He Ren could say anything, Zhang Nuo became unhappy, "Eight thousand is too expensive, let's go look elsewhere."
The boss is anxious. How can he use his ultimate move at the first sign?
"No, beauty. If I allow you to make a price, you will be allowed to counteroffer. Give me a number and take it if it suits you. We are destined to be friends."
Liu Fei almost laughed out loud. How come these street stall owners all have the same talking skills? I have a destiny with everyone, and I want to make friends with everyone, but every time I haven’t opened the business yet...
He Ren coughed. Didn't you see that everyone was very involved in the performance? What's going on with your laughter?
Zhang Nuo also learned Liu Fei's bargaining method and cut directly on the artery, "That's eight hundred."
The boss was dumbfounded, "Beauty, I can't stand it. Look at this carving..."
Zhang Nuo immediately responded, "It's quite average. At first glance, it doesn't look like a master craftsman."
"Uh..." the boss choked, "It's true that he is not a master craftsman, but he is also carved by hand. Look at the paste, it is all red. It is not easy for a bamboo pen holder to have this color. There is no pen that is more than a hundred years old. Don’t come out.”
He Ren reconciled, "It does seem to be more than a hundred years old, but it is not a master craftsman, and the collection value is not high, maybe two thousand."
The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Three thousand, you take the three thousand."
Zhang Nuo, like Liu Fei, glanced at He Ren, saw He Ren nodded slightly, and then happily paid for the goods. Just as she was about to urge He Ren to go further and ask about the actual price, she saw He Ren's eyes straightened.
Xie Baokun also saw the change in He Ren's eyes. Following He Ren's gaze, Xie Baokun's eyes straightened and he saw a painting. No, it's two pictures.
To be precise, what He Ren and Xie Baokun saw were snuff bottles, but they were not looking at the same one at all. There were more than ten snuff bottles in a row on the boss's stall.
In the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, snuff began to be introduced into China.
During the Kangxi period, the maritime ban was lifted, and Western missionaries brought a lot of snuff to China for trade. Because it was rare, it became precious. Qianlong often used snuff to reward princes and ministers.
As the saying goes, if something is good at the top, it will be very bad at the bottom. Soon snuff became a fashion and became very popular.
In the beginning, they were all packaged in glass bottles or iron boxes, but China’s dignitaries enjoy it very much. How can iron boxes show their status?
So the snuff bottle was born.
Therefore, the snuff bottle is not only a container, but also a handicraft. The materials used are becoming more and more exquisite, including ceramic, ivory, agate, amber...
The craftsmen worked hard and developed a lot of blue and white, multicolored, porcelain carving and other techniques. Later, not many people smoked snuff, but the snuff bottle has been passed down as a cultural toy and has great collection value at home and abroad.
What Xie Baokun was interested in was a crystal snuff bottle with a painted interior.
The so-called inner painting is also a technique for making snuff bottles. Painting is done with a special deformed fine pen inside the snuff bottle. It is a national intangible cultural heritage.
Snuff bottles with interior paintings also have high material requirements. They must be transparent or translucent materials such as glass, crystal and amber, otherwise the paintings inside will not be visible.
The requirements for craftsmen are also extremely high. It not only tests the pen strength and painting skills, but also the coloring skills. The snuff bottle is no bigger than the palm of your hand, so it is very difficult to draw reverse paintings on such a small surface.
Xie Baokun said, "Boss, bring that crystal snuff bottle over and let me take a look."
The street stall owner's face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with laughter. He knew that Xie Baokun must be a rich man, and the things he liked would naturally sell for high prices.
So he immediately held the snuff bottle in front of Xie Baokun with both hands, "This boss has a good eye. This is Zhou Leyuan's masterpiece, and ordinary people can't see it."
"Look at this side, this is the picture of spring. Willows, grasshoppers, dragonflies, flowers, everything is there, and everything is exquisite." After saying that, the boss turned it over again, "Look at this side again, this is the autumn color of the lotus pond. The picture is both spring and autumn, like the Yin and Yang Bagua, full of Zen..."
Seeing no reaction from everyone, the boss also knew that he had blown it, and he was in a Zen mood. He quickly made up for it, "Look at this inscription and postscript again, 'Tang Ao means, the water surface is so windy, written by Zhou Leyuan', it is indeed Zhou Leyuan's original work." .”
This is what Xie Baokun cares about. He doesn't like snuff bottles, but he likes painting. Zhou Leyuan is a master of palace lanterns and a master of Beijing style interior painting.
His inner paintings are vigorous and rigorous, and his inner-painted pots such as "Fishing for Snow on the Cold River", "Returning to the Boat in the Wind and Snow" and "Bamboo Art Pictures" are regarded as divine products and are of great collection value.
Although the picture of flowers and birds in the lotus pond in my hand is not complex enough and is not Zhou Leyuan's pinnacle work, it is still good and worth collecting.
After picking up the snuff bottle and looking at it for a long time, Xie Baokun asked He Ren in a low voice, "Brother He, how are you doing?"
He Ren opened his eyes and saw that it was indeed the real thing. He nodded slightly, saying that there was something on the black market stalls, much better than Panjiayuan.
Xie Baokun was confident and asked the price, "Boss, can you please give me a price?"
"One hundred thousand."
