After Chu Heng left the store, he quickly rode his bicycle to the nearest cultural relics store, preparing to find a master to take a good look at the stuff in his hand.
Why don't you go to that grandfather's house?
Hmm... This guy still doesn't quite trust that Qingyuan.
He was really scared of being deceived.
In his previous life, he had seen game after game, not too many games within a game, and even he himself had been played by others!
A bunch of grandsons were looking for someone to be his friend for several months just for the few spare money he had. In the end, the two brothers worked hard, like they were close brothers, and then he Someone took advantage of this trust and defrauded me of a total of 100,000 yuan.
It is definitely a bloody lesson.
Although he now gets along well with the old man and can chat with each other, people's hearts are separated from each other after all. Who knows if the old man has other thoughts?
You must know that the old man has been thinking about his azure glazed plate!
Although people in this era are relatively simple, they still have to be careful, so for Qingyuan, people can only be judged over time.
Anyway, the days are long, so take your time!
Chu Heng, who was preoccupied with the Hongwu blue and white plate in his hand, arrived at the place not long after. After locking the door to the parking lot, he got into the recycling department of the cultural relics store with familiarity.
There is only one master in the shop, his surname is Zhang. He is in his fifties, with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. At this time, he is sitting behind the counter with gusto and reading a book. It is a thick tome with all the information written on it. It's in Russian.
This Master Zhang is the best master Chu Heng has with among these cultural relics shops. He is very easy-going and loves to chat.
Moreover, this man is quite capable. He can basically determine the authenticity of ordinary antiques at a glance, so people in the industry gave him the nickname Zhang at a glance.
When Chu Heng came in, he greeted him skillfully and handed over a bag of warrior cigarettes: "Master Zhang, I'm free."
"Hey, that kid won't be here for a while."
Master Zhang raised his head when he heard the sound. When he saw this Erwuyan, he couldn't help but smile. He immediately put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to the counter. He naturally took the cigarette, opened it and lit one, and smiled at He asked: "What kind of rags did you bring this time?"
"Hey, it doesn't have to be tattered this time." Chu Heng reached into his bag, took out the Hongwu blue and white plate and put it on the counter, and said with a smile: "Let me take a look."
Master Zhang reached out and took the porcelain plate, his eyelids drooped, he glanced sideways at the back of the plate, then put it back with a smile and said, "It's very good. The Hongwu imitation from the late Qing Dynasty can be sold for two and a half yuan."
Chu Heng, who was full of hope, suddenly froze and became disheartened. He chewed his teeth uncomfortably a few times, scratched his head with a frown and asked: "Hey, why is this from the late Qing Dynasty? Look at this glaze color, this The shape of the weapons is exactly the same as Hongwu’s!”
Damn it, when you don’t have any secrets, just hit the eyes!
With the secrets, you can still get some insights!
Isn’t this just a waste of reading the secret book?
Come on.
Let’s call him Chu Dayan from now on!
"I said your boy's skills were taught by his wife, right?" Master Zhang hilariously stretched out his hand to turn the porcelain plate upside down and clicked on the bottom mark on it: "In my whole life, I have never seen a Hongwu porcelain belt. It’s from the official kiln, do you think it’s real or fake?”
"No?" Chu Heng's eyes widened in shock. This was the first time he had heard of this.
At the same time, he thought about the Hongwu blue and white vase that he almost bought in his previous life. That thing also had a deposit. It was a shame that he didn't have the money at the time, otherwise he would have suffered a huge loss!
Huh?
Why are you so worried about that when I'm already dead?
unlucky!
"I haven't seen it."
Master Zhang smiled and shook his head, and immediately gave this guy some popular science: "And there was a batch of this kind of Hongwu porcelain with a base payment in the late Qing Dynasty. It was specially made by a porcelain master named Liu Fukang at that time to bluff foreigners. Because It was so genuine that he was afraid of being taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, so he specially added a base note to distinguish the authenticity from the fake. People in the industry can see it at a glance, so these two knives of yours are so stupid that they can be taken seriously."
"I've been taught a lesson." Chu Heng, who had become more upbeat, nodded suddenly, and quickly took out another box of Daqianmen and handed it over: "Master Zhang, please smoke."
"Hey, there's the front door! You're quite generous." Master Zhang took the cigarette without any politeness, and stretched out his hand to light it with a smile: "Xiao Hengzi is very wise. If you don't understand anything in the future, Wherever you go, come to me and you will know everything you want to know!"
"Then I won't be polite."
Chu Heng quickly took out the small red bowl with three fruit patterns in the glaze and put it on the counter, and said cautiously: "Please take a look at this again."
If this is fake again, then he really has to say goodbye to the antique business!
"Huh?" Master Zhang stepped forward to take a look, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with a hint of astonishment: "You blind cat really bumped into a dead mouse. Yongzheng's underglaze red three-fruit pattern, serious Qing Dynasty Sandai, if you want to sell it, I’ll give it to you for thirty-five dollars, which is very high!”
"If you don't have enough money, sell it."
Chu Heng immediately regained his confidence, took back the small bowl with a smile, and finally lit a cigarette for himself, chatting happily with Master Zhang.
After about half an hour, he left the store with a full harvest.
As for the blue and white plate, he left it in the cultural relics store and exchanged it for two yuan and fifty cents.
He plays with antiques just because he likes them, and making money is just incidental. Since the thing makes him unhappy, there is no need to keep it.
And he doesn’t miss any of the items. Although it’s hard to get some antiques now, but wait and see in a few years, you’ll have to pick up all the good stuff!
After leaving the cultural relics store, Chu Heng rushed to that store again.
What was he going to do?
Of course it’s to show off!
Now that you have treasures, if you don’t show them to your friends in the industry and show them off, what’s the point of collecting them?
On the way there, the guy was still thinking about whether he could see the old man's grandson who was waiting to be fed again.
Hurrying along slowly and hurriedly, Chu Heng arrived at the place not long after.
"Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang!"
After knocking on the door a few times, he lit a cigarette and stood aside to wait slowly. The yard was so big that it took a while to walk from the backyard to the front yard.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps in the house from far to near, and soon there was the sound of the door latch sliding. Then the door slowly opened with a creak, and the old man's old face was exposed from the door.
"Hey, you boy, this is so kind. I just brewed a pot of Biluochun. Come in and try it quickly." When the old man saw this like-minded little friend, he was immediately overjoyed and invited him into the hospital enthusiastically.
Chu Heng followed the old man through the outer courtyard talking and laughing, and came to the main room, which was as warm as spring.
The old lady was still sitting on the kang to collect the soles of her shoes, and her daughter-in-law was also sitting on the kang this time.
Hey, there’s that baby again!
Chu Heng glanced at it calmly and went to the study with the old man in disappointment.
The posture is wrong and you only see half of the child's face, which is not very interesting.
