Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 568
"The main reason is that there are elders in the family who are experts." Zhou Zhi said: "However, Jiachuan is a small place, and others come to seek appraisal through various channels, or entrust my elders to help contact sellers and negotiate business. Let's go. It’s a way to identify private possessions, and my elders in the Manzhou area are quite well-known.”

"To be honest, you should take your elders out for a walk." Fei Guan was envious of Zhou Zhi's "resources" such as having four cousins: "If your four cousins ​​were in Shudu, it wouldn't be a bad idea to waste these things." Is it like picking up money?"

"The two elders are not short of money, and their retirement salary is very high." Zhou Zhi smiled instead: "It's purely a hobby."

"Then you have to study hard. If you learn half of what you are capable of, it will be useful for life." Fei Guan emphasized again.

"This is the truth, the more you learn, the more guilty you become." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Isn't this why you come here to find some confidence and come back?"

"Hahaha, yes, it's about the same time now," Fei Guan gave everyone a bright flashlight: "Let's go! Let's enter the arena!"

Sending Xianqiao is a big flea market here, except at night, it is also open during the day.

There are many kinds of second-hand goods, including old furniture, old books, old household appliances, even bicycles, sewing machines, and even scrap copper and iron.

But Guishizi is special. It is located at the outermost edge of the market. To put it bluntly, it is the outermost circle against the wall. Compared with the fixed stalls in the metal houses in the market, these are temporary stalls with great mobility.

There are also a wide variety of things on these stalls, such as large blue and white vases, official hat chairs, stone statues, stone water tanks, root carvings; small ones such as copper coins, rain flower stones, and scattered beads.

Lao Chai is a lover of blue and white, but his vision is a bit bad. In the words of Lao Wang and Lao Li, he often pays tuition.

The main force was quickly divided into two groups, one group was Lao Chai, Lao Wang, Lao Li and Zhou Zhi's treasure hunting trip, these three were serious about finding objects.

The rest became another group, led by Fei Guan, it was an experience trip.

There are so many porcelains here that Zhou Zhi is speechless, and many of them are obviously "edge balls" in Zhou Zhi's eyes.

A lot of pottery bowls and pots are too familiar. They are obviously things from the tombs of the Han Dynasty. These things are not valuable, but they are of some value as a study of ancient glazed skins and tire bottoms.

The biggest problem is that if the government wants to investigate, it must be caught one by one.

"Song Dynasty folk kiln?" Lao Chai asked in a low voice when he saw Zhou Zhi stop.

"It's still old." Zhou Zhi said in a low voice, "The fifth generation at the latest, as early as the Han Dynasty, but those chicken figurines, pig and cow figurines should all be artifacts."

"That's bad luck." Old Chai said, "Do you want to go there?"

"Forget it, except for the very delicate and distinctive ones, such as the figurines with two snake bodies and human faces, the rest are not interesting, and they are prone to accidents."

"Ah."

"But it shows that this market is good, at least you can see the real thing just after entering the door."

"Real things have to be valuable." Old Chai said with a smile, "Keep watching."

During the conversation, several people stopped in front of a stall, and Lao Wang squatted down: "Hey, it seems that there is something interesting about this stall."

Several people squatted down, and at this time, the advantage of collective action was demonstrated. The four people directly surrounded the stall, and no one else could squeeze in for a while.

The porcelain on this stall is mainly blue and white, bucket color, and pastel cups, plates and bowls. Lao Wang took a fancy to a pair of bell cups.

The characters are Su Ruolan and Fu Sheng. The so-called "poetic burden" is a pattern of burden drawn on the cup, and a poem evaluating the characters is written in the blank space on the burden.

Fu Sheng was a Han Chinese and lived to be a hundred years old.

History records that he "burned books in the Qin Dynasty and hid Shangshu on the wall. In the early Han Dynasty, there were only 28 articles left to teach between Qi and Lu. When Emperor Wen asked to be able to rule Shangshu, he was more than [-] years old and couldn't do it. It was to make Chao Cuo accept it. Scholars of the "Shangshu" in this article all come out of his school."

The modern text "Shangshu" handed down from generation to generation comes from him.

And Su Ruolan was a talented woman in the pre-Qin period. She used to weave 29 characters on a brocade whose length and width are both 29 inches, with 840 characters per row, arranged in [-] rows, and each character is aligned vertically and horizontally.

These words are colorful and alternate, up and down, left and right are repeated into chapters and sentences. Ruolan named this brocade "Xuan Ji Tu", implying her love for her husband, which is as deep and unchanging as stars.

After the "Xuanji Picture" was woven, Ruolan sent someone to Xiangyang to hand it over to her husband, Dou Tao.When the people next to him saw this picture, they couldn't understand its meaning. Dou Tao, who is proficient in civil and martial arts, held the "Xuanji Picture" and looked at these brocades that wandered and twisted, criss-crossing and forming poems. When his wife was full of affection, she burst into tears unknowingly, and marveled at Ruolan's outstanding talent.

When others asked what the brocade meant, Dou Tao said meaningfully: "It's not my beauty, no one can understand it."

"Xuan Ji Tu" caused a sensation in that chaotic era. From the court to the countryside, everyone who could read and write copied it one after another, trying to interpret it.

Wu Zetian deliberately searched for "Xuan Ji Tu" and got more than [-] poems.

An eminent monk in the Song Dynasty set up the sect, decomposed it into ten pictures, and obtained two poems of three thousand and seven hundred and fifty.

Kang Wanmin, a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, studied hard all his life and wrote the book "Reading the "Xuan Ji Tu"", which consists of [-] poems.

In the contemporary era, through computer technology, "Xuan Ji Tu" has finally interpreted more than [-] poems.

It should be said that Pharaoh's vision is good. Although the bottom of this pair of cups is "Daoguang Year System of the Great Qing Dynasty" six characters, they are folk kiln models, but the patterns and characters are very precise, and can be regarded as Daoguang folk kilns. It is a high-quality product, and with two cultural celebrities as decorative patterns, it adds a bit of "elegance" to the pair of bell cups out of thin air.

And it's all in one.

Lao Wang had a hunch that he had found something good, but he was not sure, so he put the cup back on the booth and gave it a slight push.

This is a signal that everyone has agreed upon. It is an action that means that you are looking at the truth and want to buy, and that Zhou Zhi will help you.

Zhou Zhi took out the cup and looked at it carefully, checked whether there were any flaws such as bumps, knocks, and flying skins inside and out. After reading it, he didn't make a sound, but put the cup back. for a moment.

The index finger represents the number two, and clicking once indicates that the unit is one hundred. This action means that Zhou Zhi can see this thing at two hundred.

"How do you sell this pair of cups?" Old Wang asked.

"Two hundred." On the opposite side was an old man wearing a vest and shorts. He looked like a common resident of rural rural areas in the suburbs. He was waving a cattail fan in his hand to beat the mosquito: "If you like it, take two hundred."

Zhou Zhi's eyes widened at once, and he reached out to the pair of cups again, wanting to be sure again.

Unexpectedly, the old man stretched out his cattail fan and suppressed the pair of cups: "Excuse me, young man, this gentleman is watching."

"Oh, it's okay, we're together." Old Wang smiled and cut the old man with a big knife: "The old man can draw well, but I don't know who this woman is. Twenty-one, I'll make a picture for you at forty."

(End of this chapter)