Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 155, Play for my old lady.

Wandering around inside, he found a problem, that is, there are some things that were fired in modern times.

Commonly known as handicrafts.

But this price is much more expensive than the old ones.

But when you think about it, foreigners don’t care what year they are, they only look at whether something looks good, whether it’s new or not.

The more beautiful and exquisite the products with strong Chinese characteristics are the most popular among foreigners.

This kind of thing is usually taken abroad as a specialty.

Only those who are really knowledgeable will look for antiques or even cultural relics.

Just missed a few hundred million, and he has no interest in watching other things.

But it's all here, and he still has some memories of later generations. Although it's half-baked, it feels awkward to go back without something!
Since ancient times, literati have belonged to high-end players.

Importantly, the water here is too deep.

Famous calligraphy and paintings have always been imitated by later generations, who knows which one is real and fake.

Then he turned his attention to other things.

Wandering around, it made him feel itchy, and he wanted to buy everything he saw.

In particular, the prices of many things inside can only be described as low, of course, for his financial resources, it is still very expensive for ordinary people.

Dozens of hundreds of dollars.

When his gaze was on a vase, he hesitated for a while.

The price tag is 38 yuan!
Speaking of expensive, this thing costs a person's monthly salary.

Not expensive, only 38 yuan
It's just that what's inside makes him a little suspicious. This thing is real or fake.

This is a blue and white porcelain plum vase with a height of more than 40 centimeters, a large upper body and a small lower body.

It depicts a man wearing an official hat and riding a horse.

"Is it really this thing?"

Yang Xiaole looked at the things and muttered.

The whole thing looks a little old, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes, but the appearance is very well preserved.

It's like a thing.

Yuan blue and white.

That is, there are very few Yuan blue and white flowers in the world, with a total of more than 300 pieces.

And most of them are in foreign museums.

This reminded him of one thing, that is, during this period, there was very little research on Yuan blue and white, including cultural relic stores. (This is not what the author said! Cover your face!!)
In addition, most of the Yuan blue and white flowers have not been signed.

Caused many wrongful convictions.

Many Yuan blue and white flowers are bought and sold as things produced by ordinary folk kilns.

Made a lot of jokes.

Of course, it doesn't mean that all people don't understand, and there are some who know how to do it, but sometimes people who know how to do it can't come across this thing, after all, the number is too small.

After pondering for a while, I feel that this thing is too similar to Yuan Qinghua.

After thinking about it, he casually picked up the bottle,
On the front is a man wearing an official hat and galloping forward on a steed, the man on the horse looks anxious.

On the other side of the bottle belly was another person, he was hesitating standing by the river, while the old boatman in the distance was standing with oars, quietly waiting for someone to board the boat.

The pictures on the plum vase are dense and dense, vividly expressing the anxiety and hesitation of the two.

Opened the bottom and took a look.

Sure enough, just as he thought, there was no signature underneath.

This made him excited for a while!

Damn, did you really let him pick up the baby?

Thinking of this, he looked around, and saw a waiter in his thirties not far away staring at him.

Probably because I was afraid that I would break something or steal something.

So he waved to him: "Comrade, can you come here?"

The other party saw him as a child, but he was dressed well, so he finally came over.

"Guest officer, are you fancying this thing?"

Because it has not been a few years since liberation, this kind of antique shop needs eyesight, and ordinary people can't do it, so it still follows the previous name.

Yang Xiaole nodded: "Can you introduce me?"

"Oh, this one. This is a blue-and-white plum vase from the Ming Dynasty. Although it is from a folk kiln, it is exquisitely painted and has a round body color. It is a rare masterpiece in folk kilns..."

The waiter introduced it skillfully there.

After Yang Xiaole listened, he waved his hand, can you wrap this up for me?

The current cultural relics store is still a joint store. After a few years, a special cultural relics store will be established, and things will be transferred. At that time, many things can only be bought with foreign exchange or overseas remittance coupons.

When not to buy now!
Hearing this, the waiter froze for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, wrap it up, I'll pay for it, I still have things to do!"

Damn, it's still beautifully painted!
Yuan blue and white is the Yuan Dynasty, that is, the era of Mongolian rule, and everything made has a characteristic.

That's beautiful but crude.

This kind of exquisite and delicate painting is also a fine product in Yuan blue and white.

And all the Yuan blue and white flowers with figure paintings can be called national treasures.

Whether he is or not, buy it.

Anyway, it won't lose money.

The waiter couldn't believe it when he heard what he said.

But still took him to the counter.

After paying with the suspicious eyes of the waiter, the other party packed it in a beautiful brocade box.

Yang Xiaole thought about it, and then wrapped up Mr. Qi's painting, feeling that it should not be fake.

Anyway, he is not short of money now.

Although I have spent so far, there are only a few tens of dollars left.

After paying the money, Yang Xiaole left with her things in her arms.

The waiter who saw it was taken aback.

Is it so refreshing?

After coming out, there are still many people on the street, and it is not convenient to store them in the space.

But looking at this thing, it is estimated that the purchase price of this yuan blue and white will not exceed ten yuan, it is like picking it up for nothing!

Gee!

But yes, besides the rich, who still plays collection now!
In any era, there is no shortage of rich people in China, but they have not been revealed. Is no one playing collection now?
impossible.

It's just that the current environment is not very good, and these people have their own circles.

Ordinary people can't touch it.

…………

After Yang Xiaole left, a middle-aged man in a long green shirt and a small round hat entered the store.

His face is fleshy, and he usually lacks food at first glance.

"Oh, Mr. Liang, you are here. Please come inside!"

The waiter was very happy to see him.

Come here in a hurry.

The other party smiled and nodded: "I'm here to buy something! It's just the plum vase I saw yesterday."

Hearing this, the waiter smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Liang, that bottle has already been sold."

"Sold it? Who bought it? How much did you sell it for?"

"38! It's still yesterday's price."

Hearing this, the old man hastily walked around the shelf, seeing that the things were really missing, he was heartbroken for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked him, "Honestly speaking, did Lao Zhuang see me staring at that thing and put it away?"

The waiter had an innocent face when he heard the words: "Mr. Liang, you have wronged me. Someone really bought it."

"What's going on? Dongsheng."

While talking, two old men came upstairs and downstairs.

One was wearing a suit, the other was wearing a navy blue gown, with a small beard on his chin.

It was the old man in green shirt who asked.

Then the old man smiled down at the man next to him: "Mr. Li, that's the matter, let's get together some other day."

After speaking, he bowed his hands to the man.

The other party also bowed their hands, said hello and left.

Waiting for someone to leave.

Only then did the man named Dongsheng tell the whole story.

"Shopkeeper, it's like this..."

Also took out the deposit certificate home page of the list.

Shopkeeper Zhuang glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said to him, "Okay, you can go and do your work!"

"Hey, good!"

After getting the answer, Dongsheng left.

After the people left, shopkeeper Zhuang asked the fat man with a smile: "Master Liang, you also read it, this thing was really bought by someone else, no matter what, we wouldn't do such a thing, Is there any significance in this?"

He has also seen that thing, it was just harvested the day before yesterday, and it should have just been dug out of the soil.

It's a newly unearthed thing.

Seeing this, old man Liang knew that he was powerless, so he could only sigh.

He conjectured: "That should not be Ming blue flowers, but Yuan blue flowers. Under the moon, Xiao He chased Han Xin's plum vase. Lao Zhuang, Lao Zhuang, you guys also have a time to drill eyes?"

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Zhuang froze for a moment.

"real or fake?"

"Who knows if it's true or not now! The things are gone, so empty words are useless!"

Shopkeeper Zhuang frowned upon hearing this.

I looked at the list I just gave in my hand, there was no information about anyone on it, and it was impossible to tell the authenticity for a while.

……

Yang Xiaole left the place, seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he rode his bicycle to Bingmasi Hutong.

Handed over the things to Lin Junsheng.

"Now take your things and go to the bus station at Caishikou. Hurry up, I'll be useful later! Come back later for dinner."

Although he wondered why the other party had changed the time, he obediently followed what he said and ran to Caishikou with his things in his arms.

After finishing it, Yang Xiaole was happy for a while, it's all over, everything is ready and only owes the east wind.

Now I'm waiting for the game he made for my mother and elder brother to close the net.

When I got home, a family of three was sitting at home, and the meal had just been prepared.

Seeing him come back, Wang Qiuju was naturally furious: "You run around all day long, do you want to be beaten? Huh?"

"Mom, don't eat, come with me, I will show you something, but you are not allowed to say anything. Brother, you and Xiaoli are at home, I will take mother there."

The reason why Yang Xiaole changed the time was that it was better to do it earlier.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju was suspicious for a while.

"What do you mean, you don't eat, what are you doing?"

"Hey, come with me, it's a big deal, let's go!"

After speaking, he pulled him away.

As for the eldest brother, he is so foolish.

Wang Qiuju felt strange for a while, not knowing what the big thing her son was talking about was.

"Mom, come up! I'll take you!"

"Where did you get the foreign car!"

"Borrowed! Come up!"

Hearing that it was borrowed, Wang Qiuju didn't doubt it too much, and sat on it carefully, fearing that it would be damaged.

Walking on the road, Yang Xiaole kept explaining.

Don't ask what happened, don't say anything, don't care what he does.

Wang Qiuju naturally agreed.

When I came to the vegetable market, I immediately saw Lin Junsheng staying at the entrance of the alley.

He parked the car aside and signaled to the old lady: "Mother, I'll be leaving in a while, don't talk, do you hear me?"

"Oh, oh!"

Wang Qiuju hastily agreed.

When they came to the entrance of the alley, the two retreated into the alley, where they pretended to trade.

"Dalong! How's it going? Did you get anything?"

Lin Junsheng looked at Wang Qiuju pretending to be wary.

He really didn't know the relationship between Wang Qiuju and Uncle Mouse, and now he didn't even know Yang Xiaole's specific name.

Yang Xiaole waved his hand: "It's okay, don't worry. What kind of stuff."

When Dalong saw this, he opened a thing wrapped in a rag, revealing the exquisite porcelain inside.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole was "surprised", "Hey, good stuff! How much did you get it for? Where did you get it?"

Lin Junsheng made a mysterious finger: "Eight yuan, how about it? Not bad, right? It was collected from Fuyou Road."

Seeing Lin Junsheng's eyes, he also boasted by the way: "Okay, yes, it should be a good thing, I give you the money, remember to take a look for me! If you find something good, please contact me."

After finishing speaking, he took out 10 yuan and handed it to him: "Okay, no need to look for it, let's go back first!"

He got ten yuan for nothing, and two yuan more, Lin Junsheng was very happy for a while.

He happily took the money and left.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuju, who was next to her, really wanted to grab back the ten yuan, which was ten yuan!
How about half a month's salary!
Yang Xiaole wrapped the things up, and said to Wang Qiuju: "Mother, take the things away, don't break them, I'll take you to another place by bike."

Wang Qiuju took the things and hugged them tightly.

Under Wang Qiju's strange eyes, he came to Liulichang.

Instead of going to Rongbaozhai, I went to another Guyuezhai to collect all kinds of antiques, handicrafts and cultural relics.

After entering, there were no guests inside, after all, it was time to eat.

There was only one waiter there, wiping the counter boredly.

"Master, can you help me see if you accept this here?"

Yang Xiaole came closer, asked the waiter, and opened the things on the table by the way.

"what!"

The waiter knew the rules very well, and he could see the origin of this thing, but he didn't say much.

"Yongzheng Emperor of the Qing Dynasty made a foreign color lemon yellow ground consecrated nine-peach pattern treasure moon bottle. It is a good thing. We charge 320 here."

Yang Xiaole pretended to ask: "Can't it be higher? Rongbaozhai charges 380."

Raised the price slightly.

The other party thought for a while, "Well, come back in the afternoon, and I'll ask you."

Yang Xiaole would naturally have this effect.

"Okay, then I'll take a look at it this afternoon!"

Then he smiled and stopped Wang Qiuju, who was already dumbfounded, and left.

After coming out, Wang Qiuju came back to her senses, looked around and asked, "This... costs more than 300? Why is it so expensive? Are you breaking the law? Are you fooling me?"

Although he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.

Several questions in a row.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole did not explain.

With a smile, he took him to several places in a row.

Basically, the price is around 300.

Naturally, Rong Bao Zhai did not go.

"Mother, have you seen it? Look, it's impossible for such a big store to fool you with me, right? There are still so many stores! Then your son must have a lot of face! This stuff is officially accepted by others, and this It’s not about controlling materials, what’s wrong with it?”

Hearing this, I was looking at such a high-end store.

know it's true.

He quickly hugged the thing even tighter.

Looking around, he said to him: "Didn't you just say something... what, just the place you mentioned, 380 charge?"

"Hey, mother, am I fooling people? I just want to sell more money. I just brought the thing, so how could I ask about it?"

Yang Xiaole rolled her eyes.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju realized that her own son was better than a monkey with hair on his face.

Then he asked doubts: "You know this is valuable, don't others know? Why are you selling it so cheap! And how do you know it?"

Yang Xiaole naturally has an explanation for this.

Then he smiled and said, "Of course I read books! Do you know history books? You can understand a lot of things by reading more history. As for why others don't understand, do you know Mr. Fang's house across from us?"

How can such a good negative teaching material not be used!

"I know! What's wrong?"

Wang Qiuju was at a loss for a while.

"Mom, I saw that vase in his house. It is guaranteed to be no less than 50 yuan. If you don't believe me, you can find a way to buy it later. Try it here."

He really doesn't know the specific price, but the price of the dragon and phoenix pattern will definitely not be low.

Because since ancient times, only official kilns, and those made by the emperor, dared to bring these things.

Otherwise, it's a matter of losing your head.

It is something that can be seen at a glance when the door is opened.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju couldn't remember which one it was for a while, so she had to go back and look again.

But what matters is the bottle in hand.

"Then... what about this? Sell it!"

"What are you selling! Haven't asked the highest price yet! It's time for you to go to work, go back quickly! I'll hide the things when the time comes."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju groaned.

"Oh mom, yes, it's over, it's over, go back quickly...you'll be scolded to death by the director."

After speaking, he urged him to go back.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took her away with a smile.

Alright, now I can find out the clues in the future, and find a few books to fool around, basically it's almost the same.

Walking on the road, Wang Qiuju hugged the bottle tightly, fearing that she would break the bottle.

More than 300 yuan!

Thinking about Yang Xiaole's words in his mind, is that vase at Mr. Fang's house so valuable?
Then I felt a burst of pride.

Or his son is smart.

Still a teacher!I didn't even realize that the vase was a good thing.

(End of this chapter)