Portable space

It was still early to leave the museum, and the few people were discussing where to go for the rest of the time, when a middle-aged man who looked honest came to everyone and asked in a low voice: "Are you interested in antiques?" ?”

Zhang Taiping and the others looked at each other and said, "No."

"I kept it in my own house, and it came from an absolutely decent source. It's just that the price given by the museum is too low, so I want to sell it to someone who knows the goods for a good price." The middle-aged man continued to sell his own things.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Taiping directly judged that this thing was definitely not preserved by his own family. There is no guarantee of its provenance, and there is absolutely no guarantee of its authenticity. It is unknown how many antiques he has preserved here.Shaking their heads, the four of them prepared to call a car to leave.

Seeing that a few people were about to leave, the middle-aged man took a few steps forward and said, "This thing of mine is authentically dug out, and it is much more secure than those on the antique market." The middle-aged man emphasized the word "dig" volume down.

Zhang Taiping, who was about to leave, stopped when he heard the middle-aged man say that. Zhang Taiping stopped, and the other three also stopped.What Zhang Taiping is interested in is not what the middle-aged man said was "dug out", but what he said was interested in the antique market.Now that I am worried about where to go, it is also a good choice to find an antique market.

"Oh, is there an antique market near here?" Zhang Taiping stopped and turned his head to ask.

The middle-aged man was very happy. Although he was a little disappointed, he still smiled and said, "Do you want to go to the antique market? It's not far away. Let me lead you there." He said and led the way.

The four people followed behind him, and the middle-aged man has not given up on selling the antiques he "dig" out: "In fact, there are not many good and real things in the antique market, most of them are high-quality imitations, and some are even inferior. Textiles look fancy, but they are worthless. The antiques here are all dug out of the ground, at least they are guaranteed to be authentic, are you interested in taking a look?"

Zhang Taiping smiled and did not speak.

No matter where you are, as long as you have historical background, you will have this kind of market, which is another form of cultural development.The middle-aged man led Zhang Taiping and the others to a remote street. Although the street is located in a remote area, the inside was not deserted, and it was no exaggeration to say that there was a lot of people.If it is placed in other places, it will be a place like Chenghuang Temple.

There are stalls on both sides of the street, and there are a variety of things on them, but every one of them, no matter whether it is true or not, looks like a bit of history and ancient vicissitudes.After the middle-aged man led the four of them to the intersection, they disappeared within hours.

Zhang Taiping didn't have any intention of shopping for treasures, he just went around to look around.Kong Fei knew that he didn't have the ability to distinguish the real from the fake, so he didn't have the intention to buy it, but Yang Wanli and Zhang Qianlong were more interested in the things here, and kept stopping to look at the things on the stall.

After a while, Yang Wanli took a fancy to a blue and white porcelain plate, the patterns on it were indeed exquisite, and the price was not too expensive, only 3000 yuan.Yang Wanli moved Taobao's mind, took the plate and asked Zhang Taiping and Zhang Qianlong to help check it.

Zhang Taiping couldn't memorize it immediately, he was a rookie who didn't have a little knowledge of antiques, such a rough imitation can be admired, and he still wants to shop for treasures, it seems that he is using money for nothing.Zhang Taiping pointed to the lacquered red seal on the bottom of the plate and said: "You take a breath on it and see if you can wipe off the red color."

According to what Zhang Taiping said, Yang Wanli let out a sigh of relief, wiped it vigorously with his fingers, and sure enough, a faint red color could still be wiped off his fingers.Immediately broke out in sweat, this big brother is too lazy, can this be fake?What's even more outrageous is that he was about to buy one, his face was a little flushed, and he was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Qianlong took the plate and said: "Blue and white porcelain? Although I don't know much about antiques, I also know that the highest auction price for a top-quality blue and white porcelain in 3000 was [-] million. Based on this calculation, no matter how bad blue and white porcelain is, a home is indispensable Hundreds of thousands. [-] yuan, uh, it's really unflattering."

After hearing this, Yang Wanli was even more ashamed. If he wanted to do Taobao like this, he would have to be slaughtered.

"Boss, don't cheaters wear such things?" Yang Wanli showed the red color on his hand to the boss, dumbfounded.

Seeing that he had been discovered, the owner of the stall took the plate without changing his expression and said, "I took the wrong one. This is not the blue and white porcelain. This is not worth three thousand. 50 yuan is enough. How about it? Do you want it?"

The three of Zhang Taiping couldn't laugh or cry, and Kong Fei, who had been silent beside him, didn't laugh either. This boss is too calm, his skin is thick enough, and the 3000 yuan can be directly reduced to 50 yuan, which is really amazing.

"Do you want it? This small plate can also be used." The stall owner said as he picked up a smaller plate.

"Uh, no more, let's go elsewhere." Yang Wanli couldn't hold back, the stall owner was too powerful, and he was a little bit fleeing.

Not every stall owner is as weird as that stall owner. Zhang Taiping, Yang Wanli, and Kong Fei couldn't figure out whether the things they saw next were real or imitated.Even Zhang Qianlong, who knew a little bit, had a lot of loopholes that he couldn't see at all, but the more so, no one dared to make a move.Anyway, Yang Wanli was frightened, no matter how real things he encountered, he would not take action anymore, he was completely desperate for his own vision and level.

There are not only antique calligraphy and painting sellers here, but also some strange things. Zhang Taiping saw a stall selling wood carvings, but the stall owner was an old man who looked to be in his 60s.

Seeing this, Zhang Qianlong stopped in his heart. He squatted next to the booth and picked up the exquisitely carved wood carvings and root carvings to observe carefully.

"Wood carving, brother Zhang is also a master." Seeing that Zhang Qianlong was interested in these wood carvings, Yang Wanli said.

Zhang Qianlong was a little surprised, turned his head and asked: "Brother Zhang also has research on this?"

"I understand a little bit." Zhang Taiping didn't exaggerate.

The old man who lowered his head and was waving a carving knife looked up at Zhang Taiping and continued to lower his head to do his own work.Kong Fei behind Zhang Taiping was also a little surprised, he only knew that Zhang Taiping had some unique skills in raising birds, but he didn't expect that he also had some research on woodcarving, he really can't be judged by appearances.

The answer Zhang Qianlong wanted could not be obtained from Zhang Taiping, so he continued to observe the old man's wood carvings.

After a while, the old man stopped the work on his hands, and what he stretched out his hand to show in front of everyone was the lively Xiaoxi looking around.

Several people including Zhang Taiping were a little surprised, they carved such a vivid little Xilai in such a short period of time, the skill is evident.Zhang Taiping compared this kung fu with his own, and in terms of carving, he was on par with himself.

Seeing her own appearance, Xiaoxi flew from above Zhang Taiping's shoulder to the wood carving on the booth, and circled around the wood carving, still shouting happily.

Seeing that he liked it, Kong Fei bought Xiaoxi's sculpture for 50 yuan.

Zhang Qianlong waited for the old man to pause before asking: "The old man is so skilled in carving, how could he set up a stall on the street?"

The old man glanced at Zhang Qianlong and said, "The whole world is our home, we just eat together, where is it not on the street?"

Zhang Qianlong was slightly stunned and said: "I wonder if the old man can carve things like jade?"

"Are you interested in this?" As he spoke, the old man took out a warm topaz fire-walking unicorn from the package behind him. The topaz protruding from the unicorn was like clusters of flames burning on his body.Although the fire unicorn is only a mythical beast, and everyone doesn't know what it looks like, but after seeing this sculpture, they all feel that the unicorn is just like this.

"Is this carved by an old man?" Zhang Qianlong was a little excited.

"Hmm." The old man seemed a little displeased with Zhang Qianlong's questioning.

"It's the younger generation who is being rude. I wonder if the old man is interested in carving jade and jade in a special jewelry and jade shop?" Zhang Qianlong asked eagerly.Zhang Qianlong opened a jewelry store by himself, mainly engaged in carving pendants such as jade and jade, but it is really hard to find a good engraver these days. There used to be two engravers in his shop, but one One of them was poached at a high price by a large jewelry store in Guangzhou, and now there is an urgent shortage of engraving masters in the store.So when he saw such an old man with exquisite carving skills, he felt a little anxious.

"I'm used to being idle, I can't stand being restrained anymore." The old man refused without thinking, and put away the fire unicorn that was just shown for everyone to watch.

Zhang Qianlong was very disappointed, but he still didn't give up: "If the old man comes over, the salary is negotiable. It's definitely much better than the old man setting up a stall here."

The old man didn't speak any more.Zhang Qianlong didn't know what to say, this was an obvious attitude.I had no choice but to prepare to leave with excitement first and then disappointment.Just then, a six or seven-year-old boy ran over from the side.

"Grandpa, I'm done shopping. Look, this is the money for the sale." He said and handed the handful of money in his hand to the old man.

But Zhang Taiping stopped in his heart, and asked: "Old man, is this your grandson?" Several other people also stopped and turned around, looking at what Zhang Taiping was going to do.

The old man pampered the little boy's lid, looked up at Zhang Taiping suspiciously and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"