Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 43 The Teapot Inscribed Poems by Emperor Qianlong

"Little Fifth Brother, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready."

"Let's go, let's go to Yanzhi Hutong to meet my master first."

On the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming went straight to Yanzhi Alley after getting everything ready.

Soon.

The two arrived at Yanzhi Hutong.

"Master, here we come."

"Master Hou."

"Come on, are you ready? The ghost market has not been opened for many years. There will inevitably be a lot of good things when the market opens this time. Especially this time, there will be an auction in the ghost market. Don't see good things but fail money to buy."

"Just go and see the world."

Yang Yukun has already brought all his net worth with him, a total of more than 6000 yuan.

He didn't want to think about the things at the ghost market auction. He wanted to see if he could find some good things at the street stalls in the ghost market.

Didn't it mean that the treasure of the Empress Dowager Ding Dongling appeared on the ghost market this time?

Even if there is.

Objects of this level can only appear at auctions in all likelihood.

Once it goes to the auction, the highest bidder wins, and the final transaction price is hard to say.

So when he went to the ghost market this time, Yang Yukun actually went there with the intention of opening his eyes.

no way.

I don't have much money in my pocket.

Can't you just open your eyes?

As for Han Chunming, he is even poorer than Yang Yukun now, and he only has 1000 yuan in his pocket, which he borrowed from his master.

Same as Yang Yukun.

He didn't think about the ghost market auction at all, it was also for those items on the ghost market stalls.

"By the way, put this on."

"Master, why are you wearing a mask?"

"The ghost market is full of fish and dragons, so it's always right to have an extra heart."

Broken Hou took two masks and asked Yang Yukun and Han Chunming to wear them.

The ghost market is different from the general market, and the situation inside is more complicated, so it is always right to be more prepared.

"Master Hou, you are indeed a veteran of the rivers and lakes. This junior has learned another lesson today."

Han Chunming took the mask and put it on his face.

With just this mask on his face, his own mother probably wouldn't recognize him face to face.

Broken Hou is worthy of being an old Jianghu, with rich experience, and their juniors do have something to learn.

"Thank you master."

Yang Yukun also took the mask and put it on his face.

"It's almost time, let's go, go to Huguo Temple."

Everything was ready, and the three went straight to Huguo Temple.

On the way to Huguo Temple, the three met many people who were also going in the direction of Huguo Temple.

These people, like them, had all disguised themselves, and they all went to the Huguo Temple ghost market.

"There are quite a few people here."

The ghost market has not yet opened, and the people who came to the ghost market to shop for treasures are all gathered together at this moment.

Yang Yukun glanced around, there were quite a lot of people, at least more than 200 people came.

Poor Hou said, "The auction will be held at twelve o'clock in the morning. After a while, the ghost market will open. The three of us will split up and meet at the first stall in the market at 11:30 to go to the auction."

"Good master."

"Come on, Master Hou, don't worry, at 11:30, I will arrive at the meeting point on time."

"The gong rang, the ghost market opened, let's go, let's go in."

With the gong as the sign, after three gongs, the ghost market officially opened.

Under the leadership of two ghost market administrators wearing Nuo god masks, people who came to the ghost market to shop for treasures entered the market in an orderly manner.

"Remember, at 11:30, meet at the location where we are now."

After entering the market, Poor Hou once again emphasized the meeting time with Yang Yukun and Han Chunming.

Don't wait for the time.

If he didn't wait for the two of them at 11:30, then he would go to the auction alone, and then don't say that he is not enough to be a master or an elder.

Because of the ghost market auction, you can't just go if you want to.

It is said that capital verification is required.

If it is lower than the required capital threshold, it is not eligible to go to the auction site.

Without his leadership, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming would definitely not be able to enter the auction venue.

"Master, I remember, 11:30, this position, I will definitely not be late."

"Master Hou, I have also remembered it. Don't worry, I will be there on time at 11:30."

"That's fine, then let's go our separate ways and see if we can find some good things at the booth and go back."

"Got it."

After entering the market, the three of them separated and walked around the market.

Yang Yukun discovered that this ghost market was actually not much different from a market like Liulichang.

The only difference is that the ghost market has a sense of mystery, and most of the things have unknown origins, and many of them are just unearthed, with a strong earthy smell.

In the ghost market, there are indeed many real things, but not everything is real, and there are also many fakes.

It is also not easy to find good things in this place, because the high-tech products in this place are indeed a bit high-tech.

From Shang Zhou to last week, true and false, false and true, it is easy to fall into the truth if you are not careful.

At a booth just passing by, Yang Yukun saw someone bought a high-tech jade pot and spring vase from the Republic of China period at the price of an authentic product from the Song Dynasty, and thought he had taken advantage of it.

After visiting several stalls in a row, Yang Yukun didn't make a move, because he didn't come across anything worth selling.

The money he brought was not much, not enough to buy all the things in the market, so naturally he had to use it wisely to buy a few things he liked.

When passing by a booth, Yang Yukun stopped.

When he went to the countryside with Han Chunming to look for old things, didn't he bring back a set of Kangxi multicolored twelve flower god cups, and planned to use these cups to drink tea. set.

There's a nice looking teapot right here.

Yang Yukun squatted down calmly, picked up the teapot and looked at it carefully.

This is a melon-edge teapot with novel and unique shape and elegant shape. The lid of the pot is skillfully decorated with foreign colors on the melon pedicle, and the bottom is covered with turquoise green glaze. It is inscribed in the six-character three-line alum-red seal script made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty in the middle. .

On the body of the pot, there is an imperial poem written by Qianlong.

"Tea Before the Rain".

Before the valley rain, after the spring thunder, the new willows are dyed yellow.

Carrying cages, men and women walk across rivers and mountains, trying to pick tea-picking samadhi.

The mountainside is warmed by the sun and the green clouds are warm, and the gun flag is half blown and shaken in the spring.

Selling food and clothing to businessmen, migration labor has never touched his lips.

Yi Yu Pin Quan Yi Xing on credit, after sipping, I recall the poor family.

New silk and new valleys have been sold, and now new bud tea is also sold.

This is indeed a rare high-quality tea vessel, a melon-edge teapot made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty with a foreign-colored imperial poem "Tea before the Rain".

The designer of this teapot was Qianlong himself.

Having determined the provenance of this teapot, the next step is to get the object down at the right price.

Although the stall owner was wearing a mask, Yang Yukun could still see the shrewdness of an old fox from those eyes.

It is impossible to get this teapot for a few dollars or tens of dollars like when I was looking for old objects in the countryside.

(End of this chapter)