There were many famous purple clay teapots in the Qing Dynasty, including Shao Jingnan, Shao Youting, Chen Mingyuan, Shao Daheng, Yu Guoliang, He Xinzhou, Shao Dahe and others.
But only Shao Daheng is the most outstanding and the most respected by future generations.
Gu Jingzhou, the master of modern purple clay teapots, particularly praised him, praising: "It can be said to be a masterpiece of purple clay teapot craftsmanship, brushing away the extravagant and complicated style of the previous generation."
"Dignified and majestic, he won immediate praise and a high reputation. 'The ancients have never been seen before, and the newcomers will never be seen after.'"
Shao Daheng is a landmark figure in purple clay teapots. After him, each generation is inferior to the previous one. Yu Guoliang is his descendant. Although he is also a master of the generation and was highly respected by people at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, compared with Shao Daheng , still very different.
"Purple clay teapot? Yu Guoliang?" Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be surprised.
"I have heard of the name of the purple clay teapot. I heard that the tea has the most authentic taste and endless aftertaste. But I have never heard of Yu Guoliang."
Boss Zheng was a little surprised: "Brother, you are young, but you also like to drink tea?"
"I don't like it. My grandfather is willing to collect some antiques. I got all this knowledge from him."
Boss Zheng nodded and suddenly realized.
"Boss Zheng, I don't know whether what you said is true or false, but fifty thousand yuan is too expensive. Can it be cheaper?"
Boss Zheng shook his head: "Master Yu's things are worth a thousand dollars. This is already the lowest price. How can it be cheaper? If you don't buy it, forget it!"
Ye Zhiqiu gently picked up the teapot lid with his right hand and saw that there was no inscription inside the lid. Didn't it mean that in Master Shao's works, the word "tycoon" was engraved on the inside of each pot lid?
Why is there no lid on this pot?
But X-ray eyes can never go wrong.
"Boss, how do you sell that monkey stamp?"
Ye Zhiqiu suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from behind him.
He turned around and was stunned. Standing in front of him were two acquaintances and enemies. One was his cousin Ye Xuan, and the other turned out to be Master Ding who had been expelled from Qingya Zhai.
"Ye Zhiqiu?" He saw the monkey ticket at a glance just now, and now he saw it was Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Xuan's face suddenly darkened.
When Master Ding saw Ye Zhiqiu, he looked embarrassed at first, and then became furious.
"Boy named Ye, why are you here?"
"Master Ding, this is not your home. I can't come?" Ye Zhiqiu stood up slowly.
Ye Xuan looked confused.
"Master Ding, do you know him?"
Master Ding was filled with anger: "I owe everything to this kid for what I am today!"
"Master Ye, how come you know him too?"
Ye Xuan sneered repeatedly: "He is just another piece of trash who can't write two 'le' characters in one stroke!"
Master Ding nodded suddenly: "No wonder, he is in such a miserable state, it is entirely due to his evil thoughts. When you started stirring up trouble and asked Qingya Zhai to drive me out, you thought you could take advantage of the opportunity to rise to power, right?"
"Are you still making trouble like this today?"
He snatched the envelope from Ye Zhiqiu's hand.
"Master Ye, this monkey ticket has some value, and it will increase year by year in the future! It is definitely worth collecting! These two, 20,000 yuan, are definitely worth the money!"
Ye Zhiqiu sneered in his heart, the zodiac monkey ticket was indeed of some value, but the future was bleak.
Nowadays, with the rapid development of e-commerce, people rarely put stamps on things they send. Stamp collecting has almost reached its end, and there is not much room for growth.
This is not a treasure passed down from generation to generation. After decades or even hundreds of years, it will be of special significance to look back and witness history.
Boss Zheng's mouth was wide open. He couldn't even imagine the price.
Unexpectedly, this master suddenly gave him a one-third increase.
"Ye Xuan, do you understand the rules?" Ye Zhiqiu was very dissatisfied.
In the antique business, grabbing prices and not getting the goods are two big taboos.
Before Ye Zhiqiu and his boss had finished talking, Ye Xuan and Master Ding interrupted and snatched the envelope away. If there was a loss, whose responsibility would it be?
As more and more people join the antique business, these rules are no longer followed.
Ye Xuan sneered: "What are the rules? Have you paid? Are you a poor guy who knows how to identify treasures? Has the sun come out to the west? Master Ding, look at the purple clay pot in his hand, is it real?" ?”
Boss Zheng said hurriedly: "You must pay attention, this is a genuine Yu Guoliang worth 50,000 yuan, not an ordinary zodiac monkey stamp! If it is damaged, both of you will pay for it!"
"Yu Guoliang's purple clay teapot?" Master Ding's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.
He reached out and grabbed the lid, took a look, then took the purple clay pot from Ye Zhiqiu's hand, tilted the pot slightly, looked at the inner wall, touched it with his right index finger, and put it back in Ye Zhiqiu's hand with a look of disdain.
"Return Master Yu Guoliang's authentic product without any inscription?"
"If it is really Master Yu's work, you may not be able to buy it for even 50,000 yuan!"
"Give it to this silly boy. This kind of purple clay teapot suits him best!"
Ye Xuan looked at Master Ding with some suspicion.
"Master Ding, is it really not Master Yu's work?"
Master Ding curled his lips and swept the purple clay pot in Ye Zhiqiu's hand with disdain.
"Master Ye, if it is really Mr. Yu's work, his name must be on the inner wall or on the lid! Of course, the counterfeiters also know this, and what is engraved is not necessarily the authentic one!"
"More importantly, this purple clay pot is completely inconsistent with Master Yu's style."
"The purple clay pots made by Master Yu all have a graceful, slender, delicate and complicated feeling. But this purple clay pot is unusually rough and has sharp lines. It is completely different from his style!"
"This is because later generations of imitators did not master his skills and did nothing fishy or fishy!"
Boss Zheng stared at Master Ding dumbfounded, and suddenly said: "Master, tell me, how much is it worth?"
"How much is it worth?" Master Ding sneered.
"It's worth five thousand at most! And because it's an old item from the Republic of China, it has a certain amount of history embedded in it!"
"This imitator is either a disciple of Master Yu or a fake made by antique dealers of his time!"
"Young master, if you want to collect it, you can, but let me tell you in advance, the value is not high! The potential is not great! I'm afraid I won't be able to save a thousand yuan in two years!"
Ye Xuan's face was also dark, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, why do you need such a waste? Give it to this fool."
He looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a sneer, paid 20,000 yuan, turned around and left with Master Ding.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the two people's retreating figures and let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
Boss Zheng's face was extremely ugly. He stared at him closely and suddenly forced out a smile.
"Little brother, do you still want this purple clay teapot?"
