Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 115 Is it fake?I do not believe!
In the next few days, Du Chongyang was really in Jinzhang Village, and he froze with shame.

Like a vacation, every day life is well organized.

Accompany grandpa to walk up the mountain, smoke dry tobacco, play chess, drink wine.

Accompany the uncle to inspect the factory, deal with all kinds of trivial matters, and contribute to the tricks.

On a dark and windy night, the two even secretly went to the bathing club in Haicheng, and they didn't know what to do.

or……

It is to accompany Qin Luo to live broadcast, chatting with various water friends.

With his excellent eloquence and funny style, he has already won the love of many people in the live broadcast room, and is affectionately called "Brother Tokyo" by the water friends...

However, Du Chongyang's real purpose has not been revealed yet.

Like a scumbag chasing girls, he adheres to the principle that whoever takes the initiative first loses.

seem……

We should wait for Qin Luo to ask himself.

Qin Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him.

What do you love...

In fact, Qin Luo also guessed that he must have taken a fancy to his craft.

However, there is a high probability that it is something invisible to people.

It is absolutely impossible for me to agree.

Taking ten thousand steps back, it is already the greatest kindness for me not to cheat him.

Now, if he wants to stretch, then stretch it.

Qin Luo was very patient.

however……

Zhang Zhengde couldn't hold back anymore.

He came here this time for the purpose of the Celestial Eye.

Now, however, no shadow has been seen for a long time.

Although, without any doubt, Qin Luo was fooling himself, but he still couldn't restrain his curiosity.

"Brother Luo, I may stay for another two days before I have to leave. The next stop of the exhibition has been arranged. From Pengcheng to the imperial capital, I have to show up in person."

Zhang Zhengde hinted something insinuating.

This is also true.

The second stop of the porcelain exhibition is the capital city.

All in all, the capital city is the cultural center of the country, gathering the largest number of the most powerful and tasteful collectors and buyers.

Qin Luo understood his subtext.

I thought about it.

Go and get the blue and white Marco Polo Passiflora Vase out of the warehouse.

Seeing this bottle, Zhang Zhengde's mind was buzzing, his face was red, and his eyes were even more excited.

blue and white!

Character blue and white!

Or Marco Polo!

This type of vessel has been seen before, but this pattern has never been seen before.

Among the existing blue and white porcelain, there is no such thing at all.

"I reckon that there needs to be something more important in the Beijing Exhibition, so that's it."

"It is estimated that there will be a little sensation. If the experts in the modern museum want to collect and study it, they can donate it."

"The historical and cultural value of this thing is greater than the economic value."

Qin Luo said with a faint smile.

There is only one trace of time.

There are four pieces of top porcelain, and I have to make a choice.

This thing, take it out and forget it. If you really want to add the trace of time, the source is not clear.

Too conspicuous.

If it is from the Yuan Dynasty, it is definitely a cultural relic of the national treasure level. It is impossible to sell it, and it will be targeted in an instant.

In the end, there is a high probability that it will be confiscated.

Zhang Zhengde looked at this piece with great concentration, immersed in the wonderful shape and exquisite workmanship, and felt amazed.

Except for the age, this lotus vase can be called perfect in every aspect.

Especially the character drawing, lifelike.

The whole body of the bottle, dozens of characters, from Marco Polo, to the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, to the attendants and officials around, the composition is patchwork and there is a strong sense of artistic conception.

The two are looking at...

Du Chongyang also came up.

As soon as he went up the stairs, he saw a blue and white statue, and his footsteps swished a little faster, rushing to the table.

He only took one look, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

"Marco Polo Passion Lotus Vase!"

He immediately cried out.

He is obviously more knowledgeable than Zhang Zhengde.

Zhang Zhengde glanced at him sideways, and carefully placed the bottle on the table, leaving a little space for him to appreciate it.

In the field of porcelain, Du Chongyang's achievements are indeed higher than his.

He just watches.

And Du Chongyang will do it.

"Brother Luo, have you seen the original bottle?"

"You must have seen it, haven't you?"

"This kind of thing, this kind of thing, I haven't seen the original bottle, how can I imitate it?"

"This painter is a bit like Li Xian and Ke Jiusi, the painters of the Yuan Dynasty. They are vivid and free, one pattern unit, and another pattern unit..."

"This is the method of the Yuan Dynasty! This... this method has long been lost!"

"Brother Luo?"

Du Chongyang said in a gaffe, with a particularly shocking tone.

Blue and white, produced in Yuan and Ming dynasties, is the most exquisite.

However, the blue and white styles of the two dynasties are still different.

The style of Yuan blue and white is one pattern unit, followed by another pattern unit. The painter has a well-thought-out plan, which is equivalent to dividing the bottle body into small grids one after another, painting according to the area, regardless of the pattern.

However, the blue and white paintings of the Ming Dynasty, especially after the Yongle period, mostly use specific patterns as the unit, first draw the bone line of each pattern, and then outline the details separately.

These are two different genres.

The former will be more difficult.

Especially when it comes to characters.

Qin Luo pursed his lips slightly and smiled: "You know the goods."

"Brother Zhang is leaving, take this thing to the capital, will you go?"

Qin Luo didn't explain too much.

Finally gave him a chance.

After the initial shock, Du Chongyang quickly calmed down, glanced at Zhang Zhengde, and sighed deeply.

"Hey……"

"If this thing can be made into an antique and sold to the Middle East, I estimate that there must be [-] million."

"Brother Luo, waste everything! Waste everything!"

Porcelain, of course, also has a series of old methods.

Modern porcelain, under the guru-level technique, is enough to distinguish the real from the real, even if you are a collector, you may be mistaken.

Of course, the premise is that a good story must be told to prove the life experience of the thing.

Qin Luo glanced at him, frowning slightly.

"Okay, money is earned and spent..."

"Some things, if you make a mistake once, you can never make up for it."

"Tell me, where is the most proud work of your life?"

Qin Luo brought up this matter again.

Du Chongyang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately pursed his lips tightly.

He will never say anything about this matter.

Once it is said, it is the biggest flaw.

He was hammered to death in minutes.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Qin Luo immediately smiled lightly.

"Isn't that what it is?"

Zhang Zhengde smiled: "That's right, but I hope you don't feel ashamed. Let's go, don't dirty Luoge's ears with your dirty thoughts."

"Be careful if you don't protect yourself at the end of the day, someone will cut your waist."

He is still vigilant about this matter, but he is not as cautious as before.

Because he realized Qin Luo's attitude.

Qin Luo will definitely not join forces.

As for Du Chongyang, he has the courage to fake, but that's all he can do.

If Qin Luo disagrees, he has nothing to do.

……

After Zhang Zhengde left with the Marco Polo Fanlianzun bottle.

Another two or three days passed.

Du Chongyang is still waiting patiently.

And Qin Luo finally made up his mind to fight him.

Now, Zhang Zhengde has been picked out.

It's completely between me and Du Chongyang.

Noon today.

After eating.

Qin Luo made a pot of tea and closed the door of the study, as if having a long talk with Du Chongyang.

Du Chongyang was also overjoyed in this kind of battle, realizing that his chance had finally come out.

This is the moment!

"Tell me, what are your plans?"

Qin Luo smiled, poured him a cup of tea, and spoke openly.

He smiled.

Extend a finger.

"A piece of porcelain, the final work, after finishing this, I will retire completely."

"The buyer has already chosen, the British Museum, or the Boston Museum, or the East Museum."

"Just one thing, tell a big lie, make one last joke, and then wash your hands."

Du Chongyang's eyes glowed with a smile on his face.

When he said these words, there was even a bit of idealism in his eyes.

Qin Luo: ...

WTF?

However, after thinking about it for a while, I also vaguely understood that the highest achievement in life for an old liar is probably to deceive everyone.

"I'm curious, how many fake things have you done in your life?"

Qin Luo asked with a smile.

Du Chongyang did not hide this time: "Four pieces. One piece of Ru kiln, one piece of rabbit hair lamp, one piece of Tang Sancai, and one piece of ice crack. These four pieces were my first pot of gold. Later, after I made a fortune, three of them The documents were all taken back by me one after another.”

"The other one was broken."

"Tu Haozhan, I originally planned to end my official career, but I was seen through."

"Old Zhang, I still have some good eyesight."

What he said revealed a feeling of "thieves have their own way".

When there is no money, first use fraudulent means to get the first pot of gold, and then recycle it after the original accumulation and fortune.

It is equivalent to "borrowing" a sum of money from the market.

Although this is naturally not glorious.

However, there is still a bottom line.

As for now...

In the end, I still want to make a fortune, perhaps for the purpose of "self-realization".

"The broken one is Ru Kiln?"

"Sold to the National Palace Museum in Taipei?"

Qin Luo guessed and asked.

I saw a piece of news before, a Ru kiln work in the National Palace Museum in Taipei was accidentally broken, and it was very shocking at the time.

Thinking about it now, Qin Luo immediately thought of him.

Du Chongyang laughed.

Neither admitted nor denied.

However, this is pretty much the default.

Qin Luo took a deep look at him, and pulled out a box from the drawer under the table. After opening it, it was a piece of Yaochang Tianmu porcelain.

After enchantment.

The mark of time, after Qin Luo's careful consideration, he still used it.

The Chinese do not lie to the Chinese.

The ultimate flow of this thing is naturally overseas, and it can only be overseas.

"have a look."

"I tell you clearly, this is a fake."

Qin Luo smiled lightly.

then.

Du Chongyang stretched out his hand and came over from the table.

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

In this Blazing Celestial Eye Cup, spots of different sizes are scattered on the black glaze inside the container, like stars, and the universe can be seen in the container.

Surrounded by lapis lazuli, under the light, it seems to reflect iridescent brilliance, deep and subtle.

Height: 6.6 cm.

Caliber 12.1 cm.

On the entire surface of the tea cup, there are patina and handed down traces that are naturally formed by the passage of time, and even the slight deterioration of the color is very layered.

Du Chongyang looked at it repeatedly for a few minutes, raised his head, and stared straight at Qin Luo's eyes, even a little dazed.

"fake?"

"What are you kidding?"

"This... is true at first glance."

He almost doubted what he had learned all his life.

If this thing is fake, then there is nothing real in the world.

Qin Luo took a sip of tea and still smiled slightly.

"If I tell you it's fake, it must be fake."

"I do it by myself."

Du Chongyang: ...

His face and eyes were a little distorted.

He became more careful, took out a magnifying glass, and continued to look at this vessel.

After watching for a few minutes.

Close your eyes again.

Use your heart and the touch of your hands to experience this utensil.

Feeling this thing is mysterious and mysterious.

The traces left by time cannot be imitated by any means of imitation.

Feel, feel, sometimes even clearer than the eye.

"I do not believe!"

"This is true!"

"It must be true!"

"Brother Luo, you're kidding me, aren't you?"

After a full ten minutes, he reconfirmed his judgment in his heart, carefully put down the teacup, and then questioned Qin Luo in a slightly frantic manner.

Qin Luo: ...

"It's true."

"No jokes."

"Bet on my reputation."

Du Chongyang: "Huh..."

He let out a long sigh of relief, a little lost, and sat on the chair with his hands stuck in his hair in pain.

"I can't see..."

"I can't see it at all."

"how come?"

"How could it be fake? Where is it fake?"

He muttered to himself.

The mentality has collapsed.

If Qin Luo told him it was true, he might doubt it.

But now, after repeated verification by himself, he is 100% sure that it is true.

However, Qin Luo said it was false...

Du Chongyang only felt that what he had learned all his life had been completely overturned.

at this time.

Qin Luo still didn't forget to kill someone.

He smiled and said, "Is it possible that in your current collection, there are some things that you think are real but are actually fake. It's just that you are not skilled enough to distinguish them?"

Du Chongyang: ...

Suddenly he shivered.

Together with craftsmanship, there is no end to progress.

Before he knew Qin Luo, he thought he was number one in the world.

After seeing what Qin Luo made, he still thought that he was number one in the world, but Qin Luo's utensils were better, but he was still number one in the world in terms of "antiquity".

And now...

Dao heart is broken.

"How could this be fake!"

"Who can make such a fake thing?"

"I do not believe!"

"It's real!"

"Its traces are so clear! So beautiful!"

"You make a price, this thing, I want it!"

"Even if experts from all over the world are called, it must be true!"

He said hysterically.

Qin Luo stood up with a smile, and repacked this thing, packing it tightly.

"I'll give you a year."

"You leave a deposit of [-] million yuan, and then take this thing with you, and let the whole world appraise it."

"If, after a year, you still decide to want it, it's yours."

"If you don't want it, then take it back and return the money to you."

Du Chongyang's face changed, and then changed again, cloudy or sunny, his eyes wandered, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Qin Luo's self-confidence is more like a sharp knife.

His heart was crushed to pieces.

In the world, is there really such a powerful imitation technology?
Really... I can't believe it at all!

"it is good!"

"I'll go for the appraisal!"

"Just a one-year agreement!"

"Money...how to go?"

He gritted his teeth and agreed.

This is an acceptable solution.

It's just that he still feels humiliated in his heart.

How humiliating!
After eating this bowl of rice for a lifetime, now, I can't even tell the truth from the fake.

I can't tell the difference, is there anyone in the world who can tell the difference?

Du Chongyang was 100% sure that this thing would definitely pass even with modern instruments.

So, how did Qin Luo do it?
buy!
Bought!

Then go research!
This is equivalent to a gambling agreement.

Qin Luo is bright and confident from the heart.

Qin Luo smiled: "You go to set up a company, issue the bid yourself, and build me an art gallery here. Two hundred million is almost enough."

"After one year, if you want to get it back, then get it back, and the money will be returned to you."

Du Chongyang:! ! !

He experienced a pattern again.

This damn confidence!

This damn pattern!

It made him feel more and more ashamed of himself.

Not only did I lose the technique, but I also lost the idea, the mentality, and even more.

……

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(End of this chapter)