The days when I purchased goods in the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 27 I have doubts, I don't understand

"Hey, good guy, this engraving is amazing." Picking up a wine glass, Fang Yongjun's expression changed obviously. If it was just a little curious and absent-minded before, now it has become completely serious and dignified.

"It's so white, this craft and this glaze water are definitely from the master's hands. There is no mistake. The inner tube must have been fired with the highest specification kaolin, and there is not even a single impurity. It's amazing."

Fang Yongjun put down the small cup, then solemnly raised the jug, studied it for a while in front of the natural light, then took out the bright flashlight that he carried with him, carefully illuminated the jug up and down, and when the flashlight reached into the jug, When the mouth is irradiated outward, there are obvious light spots on the bottle body, which means that the light transmission of the whole device is excellent, and there are hardly any dark specks.

Now Zhou Wen's interest became stronger. After holding a cup upside down for a long time, the other side suddenly said, "Old Fang, why don't I look right about this thing?"

"Oh? How do you say it?" Fang Yongjun asked with a smile.

Zhou Wen turned sideways and tapped the cup with his finger, and said in an uncertain tone: "Isn't it all the Ding kiln has a characteristic earthworm mud pattern? Look, the porcelain surface is snow-white, not to mention the mud pattern, it's a mud point." I can’t even see one. Besides, I think this cup is a bit new, it’s too new, and it’s not normal.”

"Boss Zhou is amazing. I haven't seen you for a few months. Your eyesight has improved again." Fang Yongjun lit a cigarette, twisted his fingers and said, "Earthworm mud lines are a characteristic, but not only in Ding Kiln. If the quality of porcelain Extremely high, dense and even when glazed, the glaze water is not so easy to flow when firing, it is normal without it. As for what you feel is new.”

Zhou Wen straightened his body, and Ye Xun quietly pricked up his ears. To be honest, he was a little nervous.

"Actually, I also feel that something is wrong. This set of Dingci can be said to be perfect no matter what point it is in. It also has a sense of age, but it is just too perfect. There is no trace of dirt on the whole body, which is strange. "

Fang Yongjun lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, and put forward a hypothesis: "It may be imitated in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, but what?"

Hearing that it was an imitation, Zhou Wen suddenly lost interest, and his face changed rapidly. When he was about to start scolding, he was pressed down by Fang Yongjun's but. It is worth continuing to listen patiently.

I saw that Lao Fang rarely showed hesitation: "Such an awesome craftsmanship is used to imitate things from the previous dynasty. Isn't it just looking for trouble? In the late Qing Dynasty, the more porcelain was fired, the more fancy it was. Gradually losing that spirit, how could Dejingzhen put so much effort into imitating Tang Dynasty official kiln wares? It was even more impossible in the Republic of China, unless it was imitated by Deqing in Fuzhou Province."

Ye Xun's tugging heart relaxed a little, but Zhou Wen was completely confused. He stared and asked in puzzlement: "Then is this new or old? If it's not new, the workmanship is too good. It’s worth the price, Lao Fang, you have to help check it carefully, and don’t let a fake one go.”

"Xiaoye, is it convenient for Fang to talk about the origin of this thing? You don't need to be too detailed, just a brief introduction." Fang Yongjun thought for a long time, but he was really curious, so he had to break the rules and ask the seller.

Ye Xun shook his head and made a wry smile: "I collected the thing in Gusu. As for its previous origin, I really can't tell. I only heard that the previous owner should be from Yu Province, and nothing else. gone."

"Am I already so old?" Fang Yongjun doubted himself a little.

From the point of view of identification, he tends to be old, but all kinds of traces show that the porcelain of this object has never been buried in the soil. If it is really handed down from the Tang Dynasty, how many years will it have to be handed down?
impossible!

Generally speaking, when discussing the old and new of porcelain, only the porcelain of the Ming and Qing Dynasties may be handed down from generation to generation, because the time from modern times is relatively short, and theoretically there is a possibility of family inheritance. Plus it's too long.
It is almost impossible for a piece of fragile porcelain to be preserved for thousands of years without being buried in the soil.

It is impossible for your wife and grandpa to be Li Shimin.

Fang Yongjun frowned, Zhou Wen stared, Ye Xun huddled aside silently, and the atmosphere in the room fell into a stalemate for a moment.

It wasn't until the pot of tea was cold and Ye Xunzhong boiled the pot of water to make new tea leaves that Fang Yongjun sighed, and his tone seemed to bow to the years: "Xiaoye, this thing is a good thing, but I can't see it." It’s too clear, why don’t you make a carbon [-] when you bring everything to the devil! Although it may damage the bottom tire a little, everyone will feel at ease if you do that.”

It is very clear what he said, Fang Yongjun has a strong interest in this set of drinking utensils.

Once the appraisal result comes out, even if Zhou Wen didn't buy it in the end, he will probably find a way to get it. As for the price——

"If something is really right, it will be at the auction level, let alone a base of 300 million."

Ye Xun lifted his spirits.

Both worry and look forward to.

Needless to say, he was worried. He really didn't know what result Carbon Fourteen would identify.

Why expect it, the reason is even more obvious-what if!
That is a chance to turn around!

With excitement and trembling hands, Ye Xun took out his mobile phone and planned to ask someone to borrow a car.

His current status is still a sad old Lai. He was ruthlessly restricted by the court, and his travel has become extremely inconvenient. Normally, when he travels to Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, he can only go in other people's cars, otherwise he has to buy a ticket for the old train. There are very few express trains and express trains now.

On the other side, Zhou Wen, who was already sitting in the restaurant, threw a [-] to Fang Yongjun, his expression was still a little dazed, combined with the uncontainable evil spirit on his body, it formed a strange contrast: "Old Fang , tell me if that thing is wrong, just tell me! If it’s fake, I’ll scold that bastard all the way.”

"Don't, don't! I really don't understand it. I don't mean to pretend. In fact, I usually see a lot of this kind of specious things. Is it true or false every time?"

Fang Yongjun, an old smoker, has never stopped smoking since he entered the antique city, one after another, like a chimney, exhaling white mist: "The technology of counterfeiting is so high now, those porcelain craftsmen are thinking about it every day. It’s all about how to make something look like, and make it real, it’s impossible to guard against! So in my heart, although I do have doubts about that set of things, but it’s really too perfect, so I let Xiaoye go to appraise it.”

"What will the result be?"

"Probably not good."

Zhou Wen was silent for a while, nodded and took out his phone: "Okay, I see."

Lao Fang was in a hurry: "Hey, hey, let's not talk about it and tell you not to make trouble for others."

"No, why should I bother him? I'll transfer five thousand red envelopes to him." Zhou Wen didn't even lift his head: "You bastard has always done his duty, even if his brain is bad and his luck is bad, I'm sure he's just There is no money for appraisal."

(End of this chapter)