Live broadcast antique city, others will miss your wholesale?

Into the teahouse,

As soon as the door is closed, there is a kind of quietness isolated from the world.

After three rounds of tea,

After exchanging pleasantries, Su Bai also knew that this teahouse is not usually like this.

The teahouse is Tang Shijun's property, and the old man usually sits in the teahouse when he is free.

If you have any doubts in your colleagues, you can bring them to the teahouse and ask Mr. Tang to take care of them.

There is no need to pay appraisal fees and the like, it is not elegant, just buy a cup of tea in the teahouse and drink it.

Su Bai didn't need to ask, he knew that tea was definitely expensive, and experts also had to eat.

Boss Xiao Yu obviously talked a lot more than Yu Qingqian, and added: "Every Tuesday, Mr. Tang will open the door of the teahouse, and he will not charge money or sell tea, and let the villagers bring their own things to come up." , he gave the appraisal for free."

"Mr. Tang has persisted in this matter for nearly 20 years, and he can be regarded as a highly respected expert."

Tang Shijun waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "What kind of experts are highly respected? Don't mention this in front of Xiao Su."

Mr. Tang is also a talkative person, so he casually told an anecdote.

It is said that there is an old expert in jade, and he is the vice president of the Palace Museum.

Back then, at the request of a big boss, together with several experts, he issued an appraisal certificate for the jade clothes that the big boss collected and pieced together, which was said to be worth 24 billion.

The big boss bribed the people in the bank backhandedly, took the appraisal certificate and the gold and jade clothes as collateral, and borrowed hundreds of millions of money to squander.

It must have been a bad debt in the end.

fans in the studio,
Su Bai in front of the tea table took a deep breath.

[Will they still be. 】

[That expert must have collected a lot of money, not to mention it is fake, even if it is true, it is not worth 24 billion]

[Are they in jail? 】

Su Bai was curious and asked the same question.

Tang Shijun shook his head: "No, among the experts who appraised together at that time, one of them happened to be gone when the incident happened, and the rest of them threw all the blame on that expert, and they were all fine."

Su Bai was stunned.

These people and experts are the ones who are really making money. They don’t even need to check for leaks. They can write a certificate. I can do it myself.

Boss Xiaoyu joked on the sidelines: "There is a follow-up to this anecdote, I remember that the deputy director went to Xijiang to buy jade later, thinking that he had missed it, bought a lot of fakes and went back, and introduced them to the local jade street. For jokes."

Su Bai almost choked on a sip of tea.

【This is a real brick house】

[It turns out that the professional is not good enough, so you just rely on tricks and abduction? 】

【He doesn't even know what to do. 】

Su Bai was also full of doubts.

Tang Shijun said something fair for the vice president:

"He is actually an expert in jade appraisal."

"It's just that the research time in the Forbidden City is too long, and I can't keep up with the counterfeiting technology outside."

"This is what later became a joke."

"People, when you are old, you can't rely on your old age to sell your old age. You have to keep learning and get in touch with the market."

Tang Shijun changed the tea and tea set, and poured a new cup of tea for Su Bai again:
"We old people, we need to get in touch with young people like Xiao Su who are young and come out of the blue, and then learn, so as not to grow old and lose their lives."

Yu Wanxuan smiled cooperatively.

Su Bai naturally said a few words modestly.

At the same time, she also understood Tang Shijun's intention of opening this teahouse.

Maybe it's not for selling high-priced tea,

As he himself said,
The main reason is to have more contact with the market, so as not to be like that vice president, whose fame will go to waste.

It's not easy to go deep into this topic.
Tang Shijun can laugh at himself for being old,

Su Bai and Boss Xiaoyu were not easy to answer this question.

One had to taste tea, and the other watched with a teacup.

"what?"

Su Bai was stunned for a moment, staring at the incomparably exquisite teacup in his hand.

Through her perspective, the fans in the live broadcast room,

Also noticed the exquisite teacups.

[This cup is so beautiful, are there flowers on it? 】

[It looks like a daffodil, so if you don’t understand it, ask, is this an antique? 】

[Boss Xiao Yu also has this kind of cup, the flowers are different, and there are many more on the tea table, is this a set? 】

[The more you look, the more beautiful you want it. 】

Su Bai carefully put down the cup.

She was only listening to Mr. Tang talking about ancient times before, and didn't pay much attention to Mr. Tang changing the tea set. Only now did she realize that an old expert is an old expert, and a cup is a treasure she can't afford.

Su Bai said: "This is the five colors of the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, a famous product in the Kangxi official kiln - the Twelve Flower God Cup."

"It's also called the Flower God Cup of December Order."

She put her own cup on the tea table, and Boss Xiao Yu also put her own cup on it in cooperation.

Twelve cups set together,
Above are twelve kinds of flowers and the corresponding poems, which are beautiful under the light.

Tang Shijun smiled and said: "Xiao Su, don't worry about me, I'll broadcast yours live. I, an old man, also watch your young people's things."

Su Bai nodded, and without any scruples, he briefly introduced:

"Jiang Caiping, the god of plum blossoms in the first month, Yang Yuhuan, the god of apricot flowers in February, Mrs. Xixi, the god of peach blossoms in March, Lijuan, the god of peony flowers in April, Gongsunshi, the god of pomegranate flowers in May, Xi Shi, the god of lotus flowers in June, and Mrs. Li, the god of sunflowers in July, Concubine Xu Xian (named Xu Hui), the god of osmanthus in August, Zuo Guifei, the god of chrysanthemums in September, Mrs. Huarui, the god of hibiscus flowers in October, Wang Zhaojun, the god of camellias in November, and Luoshen, the god of narcissus in December."

"Taking this implication, this set of Twelve Flower God Cups fired is a famous and fine product in the Kangxi official kiln."

"It's hard, hard, hard to collect a set."

Su Bai used the word "difficult" three times in succession.

She is still a little bit reluctant.

want to.

This set of Twelve Flower God Cups is actually not suitable to be placed on the tea table of an old expert like Tang Shijun.

Not dignified enough!

Putting it on the table of a little girl like Su Bai, wouldn't it be very suitable?

Pair it with the jade bibeam lifting pot,
Put together in her late-night antique shop that is about to open,

Time to make some tea,

A sensible look,
Isn't the tone up?
In the live broadcast room, the fans' tone was not up, and the addiction to pick up leaks came up, asking one after another:
[Just ask how much it is worth? 】

[There seem to be high imitations on Taobao, and there are thousands of handicrafts. How much is the real one? 】

[I've never seen anything like this before, Su Shen quickly said a price to make us give up. 】

Based on his ceramic specialization, which has been promoted to level IV, Su Bai judged:

"This Kangxi Colorful Twelve Flower God Cup will cost 200 million yuan alone."

Both Tang Shijun and Boss Xiaoyu nodded.

In the live broadcast room, there was an uproar:
[A single 200 million, this set of 12, not 2400 million? 】

[Look at the previous one clearly, it is 200 million for a single set, not 2400 million for a set. 】

【Hundreds of years later, it is difficult to get a pair together. This set has so many, it must be even more difficult. 】

Su Bai did not expect that the crouching dragon and phoenix chicks in the live broadcast room were actually smarter for a while.

At this time,

Tang Shijun suddenly smiled and asked: "Xiao Su, I'll sell the old one to the old one. I'll test you and give you an estimate for this set of cups."

Boss Xiaoyu immediately beat the side drum: "Mr. Tang, the test is the test. If Xiao Su passes, will he get a lottery?"

Tang Shijun nodded Yu Wanxuan with his hands, and said with a smile: "Of course, I just have an opportunity. Maybe I can push Xiaosu to try it. It's a rare good opportunity."

Su Bai suddenly became interested.

For an expert like Taishan Beidou and a highly respected expert like Mr. Tang, the resources in his hands are unimaginable for laymen.

As for the valuation...

Su Bai smiled "hehe" in his heart, is this difficult?
She didn't hesitate, the backhand was a test.

[Item: Qing Kangxi Colorful Twelve Flower God Cup]

【Era: During the reign of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty】

[Description: With the theme of twelve flowers falling into the world, one cup, one painting and one poem, with winter jasmine, apricot blossom, peach blossom, peony, pomegranate, lotus, orchid, osmanthus, chrysanthemum, rose, plum blossom and narcissus as paintings, it was Kangxi Famous product of official kiln. 】

[Anecdote: In 1680 AD, the 19th year of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, Zang Yingxuan was ordered to enter JDZ as a pottery supervisor, marking the official production of official kilns in the Qing Dynasty. Liu Yuan, the main designer, was ordered to preside over the design of various imperial porcelains, including The Twelve Flower God Cups broke the simple pairing idea of ​​the previous utensil combination, and can be called an unprecedented famous product. 】

[Value: 2300 million]

Based on his trust in the system, Su Bai opened his mouth to quote the price of [2210 million].

The words were on the verge of my mouth, and my heart suddenly moved, thinking of the discussion in the live broadcast room before,

Ji Lingling woke up.

its not right.

How could it be possible that the complete set of the Twelve Flower God Cups cost more than 2200 million?

Even if you only buy it, it will cost 2400 million.

There is only one possibility, it is not complete!
but……

Su Bai looked at the test results again, the date was confirmed to be Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, and there was no problem.

She pondered for a while, then thought of a possibility, and threw another "scan" over with her backhand.

Among the numbers above 200 million, there is a lone [10], which is extremely conspicuous.

That is the August Osmanthus Cup.

Without hesitation, Su Bai took out the August Osmanthus Cup by itself, held it in his hand and played with it, while looking at Tang Shijun and said:
"Mr. Tang, I estimate the value of this set of Twelve Flower God Cups at 2200 million or more."

"Hey, Su, you..."

Boss Xiao Yu was stunned.

He really believed in his elder brother's judgment, in Yu Qingqian's mouth, Su Bai was the same as the sky and the earth,
How did you make such a low-level mistake.

What she meant was that there were fakes in this set of Flora cups?
impossible.

Yu Wanxuan didn't believe it.

He himself has appreciated this set of Flora cups,
And how could there be fakes in Mr. Tang's hands?
Boss Xiao Yu wanted to remind him, but he said everything in front of his face. There was really no way to remind him, and he could only feel annoyed that Su Bai missed the opportunity.

"Young people, they are amazing, even if they refuse to obey the old."

Tang Shijun's next words stunned Boss Xiaoyu.

This is, right?

His gaze instantly focused on the August Osmanthus Cup in Su Bai's hand.

Tang Shijun smiled: "Xiao Su, tell me."

Su Bai nodded, and said: "The other eleven cups are all right, they are indeed eleven of the Qing Kangxi colorful twelve flower god cups, but this one..."

She shook her head: "No!"

It's not about business, it's just that the elders are better than the younger ones, so Su Bai didn't use any "unclear" words to fool people, and the two words "wrong" are categorical.

Boss Xiao Yu couldn't hold back and walked over, took the August Osmanthus Cup: "Let me see."

"Huh? It's true that it was during the Kangxi period, but..."

Prompted by Su Bai, Boss Xiaoyu took this August Osmanthus Flower God Cup and compared it with the other Twelve Flower God Cups, and looked at it bit by bit, and finally saw something wrong:

"It seems a little rough."

Su Bai nodded, and said: "My judgment is that this August Osmanthus Cup should have been imitated meticulously by a master craftsman during the Kangxi period."

"If it is inferred, it is probably that the nobleman had a set of Twelve Flower God Cups from the emperor, and accidentally broke one. It was not good after all, so I asked someone to make it up."

"Although it was made by master craftsmen during the Kangxi period, but after careful comparison, there is still a certain gap with official kilns."

"It's just because the ages are similar, it's not easy to distinguish at first glance."

After Su Bai finished speaking, Tang Shijun clapped his hands and said with emotion: "It's amazing, this set of Twelve Flower God Cups was received when I was young, and I was slapped at that time, it's better for Xiao Su to see through it at a glance." False or not, it can be regarded as a college fee I paid when I was young."

"Although...it's still a big profit now."

Elder Tang laughed and blinked, looking like an old urchin.

Isn't it big money?

When Mr. Tang was young, it must have been in the 90s, right?

At that time, it was impossible to spend tens of millions to buy porcelain, and even hundreds of thousands would be considered too much.

It's not just about making money, it's good to make a lot of money.

The power of time is so terrifying.

Tang Shijun poured a cup of tea, and said again: "I promise you the lottery, I will apply to the higher authorities right away, and Xiao Yu will let you know when I have something to say."

Su Bai nodded, but didn't delve into this.

The topic relaxed and turned to small talk.

I don't know why, so I turned to Boss Xiaoyu's price gouging just now.

Subai thanks again,

Tang Shijun waved his hand, his tone turned low:

"Are you wondering why I cooperate so much?"

"Because I am grateful to Xiao Su for restoring the small set of Chinese porcelain."

"They, I actually saw them, when I was young."

Su Bai was taken aback.

Boss Xiaoyu was shocked.

Let alone the old fox, the old fox, Tang Shijun's benevolent and kind-hearted look, unexpectedly he didn't show his thoughts at all.

He didn't say it himself, no matter whether it was Su Bai, Boss Xiaoyu, or so many people in the live broadcast room, no one saw the slightest abnormality.

Since Tang Shijun opened his mouth, he naturally didn't mean to hide it, and continued to speak along the lines.

"This set of national porcelain was one of the 7501 or so technicians of the 40 project that year, and Qian Dayou, a national-level ceramic craftsman, owned it."

"When Qian always retired in the 80s, he brought back the benefits from his work unit, which were those pieces of Chinese porcelain."

"Hey, you haven't lived in that era, and you don't know. At that time, many people knew about the existence of these national porcelains. They came to collect a few yuan or a few dozen yuan, and they really paid for it..."

Following Tang Shijun's narration, Su Bai confirmed that what she got in [Anecdote] and [Mission Background] were not bad.

It was still the old father's disappointed and broken heart.

Qian Xiaopeng, the son of Master Qian Dayou, loves to gamble. Not only did he not follow Master Qian’s arrangement and inherit the family’s porcelain firing skills, but he also stole and robbed all the porcelain that Master Qian had accumulated all his life, just to gamble more. Use both hands.

In the end, only those pieces of Chinese porcelain remained,

In the end, there will be no more pieces of Chinese porcelain left.

In a fit of anger, Qian Dayo smashed the national porcelain and threw it into the pile of waste porcelain outside the family courtyard of the Porcelain Research Institute.

The entire family courtyard is full of people who burn porcelain, and there is also a small private porcelain kiln, where broken pieces of porcelain are piled up every day.

At that time, Guoci was not worth much to the point where it is now. No one thought about these fragments, so they were buried and silent until today...

Boss Xiaoyu asked in surprise, "Old Tang, how do you know so much?"

Su Bai had the same question.

This doesn't sound like hearsay, it's more complete than what she saw through [Anecdote] and [Mission Background].

At this time, Tang Shijun said that he was Qian Xiaopeng Benpeng, and she also believed it.

"Neighbor."

Tang Shijun's expression was gloomy: "My late father was also a kiln worker, unlike Qian Dayou, who is a serious national researcher, and our family is just a kiln worker handed down from generation to generation.

One is from the Imperial Kiln and the other is from Yeluzi, they cannot be compared. "

Tang Shijun sighed: "But some things are the same, such as the disappointment of the old father."

"When I saw those national porcelains, it was like seeing my late father's disappointment. When I got old, I couldn't see these things more and more. Otherwise, I would take those pieces of Chinese porcelain away."

Tang Shijun seemed to be telling someone else's story, telling a story similar to Qian Dayou and Qian Xiaopeng, the difference is that the protagonists became Father Tang and Tang Shijun.

Tang's father wanted Tang Shijun to inherit the kiln firing skills handed down from his family.

Tang Shijun only wanted to deal with antiques and become an antique dealer.

When he was young, the highly respected Master Tang wanted to be an antique dealer, buying low and selling high, making a fortune.

In the era when selling an egg was still speculative, Tang Shijun's dream could be called deviant.

It doesn't count that Tang's father can't control him, and Tang Shijun has his eyes on the family treasure of their Tang family, and wants to sell that treasure as the start-up capital for his antiques...

Boss Xiaoyu and Su Bai became more and more strange as they listened.

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like a replica of the story of Qian Dayou and Qian Xiaopeng,

The family heirloom of their Tang family, wouldn't they also be given to cei?

"That day, I sneaked home and turned the house upside down but couldn't find that treasure."

"Then, when the light came on, my old man sat on the bed and said bitterly that he wanted a baby. Unless I honestly went back to learn how to make a kiln, or even if he died, I wouldn't even try to find him."

Tang Shijun couldn't breathe anymore, his lips were murmured, showing his old age: "I ran away from home in a fit of anger, and looking back, it's been a hundred years, my father died of illness, and I haven't even seen the last time."

"Thinking about it, when the old man left, he should have exactly the same mood as Qian Dayou."

Su Bai wanted to nod, but controlled it.

Looking at Boss Xiao Yu again, he looked concerned.

She was extremely skeptical that Xiao Xiaoyu was also virtuous,
Another day of panic breeding.

Boss Xiaoyu sympathized for a moment and asked, "Mr. Tang, did you not find the heirloom in your family later?"

Tang Shijun shook his head, stretched out his hand to order in the teahouse: "All the things left by my late father are here."

"Perhaps, my late father and Qian Dayou are also considered confidants when it comes to dealing with treasures?"

At the end, Tang Shijun smiled wryly.

suddenly,

Su Bai spoke without warning:
"Old Tang, may I ask, what is your family heirloom?"