Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 50 Filling the Gaps in the Collecting World

"Master, please hold this colorful bowl with your palm."

Yang Yukun put the colored bowls from Yuan Dynasty that he brought in front of the master.

At the moment when he saw the colorful bowl, the old god sat upright in an instant in the tattered Hou who was sitting casually, his eyes stayed on the colorful bowl and he could not move away.

"Teacher, where did you get this colorful bowl?"

"I found it at a stall in the Huguo Temple Ghost Market that time. I was a little unsure, so I brought it here for you."

"What do you think of this colorful bowl?"

Broken Hou picked up the colored bowl to look at it, and asked Yang Yukun what he thought of the colored bowl.

"I think it's the five-color gold-stamping technique recorded in the literature, master, what do you think?"

"I think so too."

The first time he saw this colorful bowl, Broken Hou basically concluded that it was a five-color gold colored bowl from the Yuan Dynasty.

Although information about such processes only exists in the literature.

As far as he knows, porcelain of this kind of craftsmanship has never appeared before, and even national museums such as the Forbidden City Museum do not have such porcelain in their collections.

But this kind of craftsmanship does exist in the long river of Xia Guo's porcelain archives.

"Master, with your words, I can rest assured."

"Teacher, this colorful bowl of yours is amazing. I dare not say it in other places, but it is the first time that this kind of porcelain has appeared in the imperial capital. There are no major national museums such as the Forbidden City Museum. Take it back. It should be treasured well.”

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Yukun put away this five-color gold-plated bowl engraved with egg white glaze.

This piece of porcelain may not be the most expensive among the collections he found, and it is the most eye-catching at a glance, but it is definitely a very special collection.

Because the number of porcelains of this kind of craft is very small, didn't you hear his master say that even the Forbidden City Museum doesn't have one?

"You kid's luck is really not so good. You can meet objects of this kind of craftsmanship. The number of items in your head collection is almost catching up with me, right?"

"Master, compared with you, my apprentice is still far behind."

Yang Yukun also felt that he was very lucky. He went for a walk in the countryside with Han Chunming a few years ago, and they came back with a lot of heavyweight porcelain.

It may be the reason for reliving his whole life, his luck has indeed improved.

The master has been collecting for half his life, and the number of collections is not comparable to him.

His current collection consists of more than 20 pieces (sets) of porcelain that he bought back earlier.

There are also more than 100 paintings by Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong... and other modern painters that have been bought from Liulichang one after another.

The number of collections, he and the master are indeed not comparable.

But when it comes to the number of head heavyweight collections, the master may not necessarily have as many as him.

He collected all the porcelain from the five kilns of Song Dynasty.

For this achievement alone, the master has not achieved it yet, right?

As far as he knows, the master only has a Southern Song Ge Kiln Bafang Cup and a Northern Song Ru Kiln Tianqing Glazed Round Washer, which is far from the achievement of collecting porcelain from the five kilns of the Qi and Song Dynasties.

"You boy, it's a good thing to know how to hide your clumsiness, just like me."

"You taught me. By the way, master, have you brought back the things you hid in the ghost market in Huguo Temple a few years ago?"

"It's back."

"That's good."

Yang Yukun drank tea and chatted with the master, but brother-in-law Hou couldn't get in on what they were chatting with, so he ran to the kitchen to help Hou Su'e make lunch.

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"Uncle Kun!"

A little guy ran in from the outside, it was Liu Yuehua, the grandson of Yang Yukun's master.

"Xiaohua, do you miss Uncle Kun?"

"Think, Uncle Kun, Happy New Year!"

"I'll go, where did you learn this trick?"

"Uncle Kun, red envelope."

"You boy get up first."

"Uncle Kun, I kowtow to you, where is my red envelope?"

"Good boy, wait here for Uncle Kun, right, here you are."

Looking at the little guy who was staring at him eagerly after knocking his head, Yang Yukun smiled, took out two yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the kid's hand.

"Thank you Uncle Kun!"

After receiving the red envelope, the little guy smiled happily.

Before he was happy for ten seconds, a big hand reached out and took the money away.

"What do children do with so much money? Mom will save the money for you first, and marry you a wife when you grow up."

The money was taken away, and the expression on the little guy's face collapsed in an instant, he didn't dare to be angry or speak, his face was full of grievances.

Yang Yukun smiled and patted the little guy's head. Look, the little guy was so wronged that he was about to cry.

"Lunch is ready, Dad, Xiaokun, Jingping, let's have lunch."

"Let's go, eat first."

"Come on, little guy, don't be sad, turn your grief and anger into food intake, and eat a few more pieces of meat in a while."

"Dad, you sit here."

Brother-in-law Hou took out the wine and poured it for the big guy, and they had a few drinks with the old man.

"Master, Jingping and I are leaving, you rest, I will come to see you in two days."

"Wait a while, take this jar of wine back to Old Man Guan, and tell him that I will go drink with him in a few days."

Zattered Hou gave Yang Yukun a jar of drunkenness of the Eight Immortals and asked him to take it back to Uncle Guan.

This wine was screwed by Yang Yukun when he came here in the morning, and he screwed two jars of one type of wine, both of which were five catties.

"Come on, I will personally deliver this jug of wine to Uncle Guan, so that this old man can feel your love for him."

"Teacher, you used the word well, yes, it is caring."

This wine cannot be bought in the market, only his apprentice can get it.

In the entire Qianmen building, he is the only one who can often drink such good wine.

Guan old man, that drunkard who is addicted to alcohol, is so greedy for the wine in his hand.

Didn't he give this altar of wine to Old Man Guan out of love for this alcoholic Admiral of the Nine Schools?

"Let's go, master, sister Hou, brother-in-law, we will meet later."

"Goodbye, master, next time I will come to see you with Xiaokun."

"it is good."

"Xu Jingping, let's go."

After lunch, I chatted with the master for a while, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yukun and Xu Jingping left the master's house.

After sending Xu Jingping home first, Yang Yukun went straight to Uncle Guan's house.

"Uncle Guan, are you drinking?"

"Xiaokun, it's you, come on, and have a drink with Grandpa Nine Gates Admiral."

"Drink it, don't you have a whole plate of fried peanuts to go with the wine?"

"Of course there are snacks."

Uncle Guan took out a handful of shelled raw peanuts from his pocket, this is his appetizer for today.

"You old man really drank to the limit. You are worthy of being the admiral of the wine family."

"That is."

"Old man, this is the wine that my master asked me to bring you. He said that the sky is over, and he came to have a drink with you."

Yang Yukun put the twisted wine on the table, peeled two peanuts and threw them into his mouth, it was quite fragrant.

"Your master asked you to bring it to me?"

"Yes, I specially asked me to bring it for you. I twisted it from Rouge Alley, and asked me to hand it over to you personally."

"How is your master?"

"Thanks to you, it's alright, I'm in great shape, and it tastes good."

"It's okay, it's okay to play two rounds with me."

"It's done."

Nothing to worry about, the chessboard was set, and Yang Yukun accompanied Uncle Guan to kill a few games.

(End of this chapter)