Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 312, National Treasure Gang?

Looking at the computer on the table, Wang Qingsong operated it briefly.

"Hey, Qingsong, we don't know anything. When we get there, try not to talk nonsense. There seem to be a lot of taboos here. Unless you are very sure about the item, don't say it is fake, just say you can't tell for sure."

Zhou Ying was cleaning while giving him instructions.

"Clap!"

A piece of earthenware was gently dislodged by him using the plastic handle of a screwdriver.

She laughed and said, "Hey, you know what, the outer layer is quite brittle and can be removed even with such gentle handling. If it had been dropped, it would have been discovered long ago."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong turned his head and looked.

"Be careful not to make any mistakes."

Zhou Ying said without even looking up: "Don't worry, I will be careful. How can a flawless product be the same as a flawless one? A scratch can make the product look very cheap. The handle of this screwdriver is plastic, so I will just knock on the clay pottery outside."

Then he seemed to be talking to himself and said, "What kind of soil is this? It should have been unburned, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to peel off."

Wang Qingsong said nothing when he saw this.

It’s not yours anyway.

Thinking about what she just said, don't say that something is fake, you should say that you can't tell for sure.

He had heard about this matter from the old man who commissioned the store when he and Liang Chunxiao were together before.

While I was thinking, an old man walked in carrying a suitcase.

The old man entered the store and the first thing he did was to look at Wang Qingsong and the other man at the bar.

His brows furrowed.

Then he changed his expression, came to the bar, and watched Zhou Ying cleaning up things there.

When someone came in, Zhou Ying naturally raised her head, and when she saw what was in the old man's hand, she subconsciously took a look.

Especially boxes.

Then he smiled and nodded slightly.

It's like saying hello.

Even though she had been doing it for a short time, it was no longer like before.

When I came here before, I would greet each person I saw. By the end of the day, my throat would be hoarse, let alone buying anything among a hundred people.

It's good enough to have someone ask about the price.

Because most people come here to see.

Later I asked around.

So she changed her strategy and didn't speak unless someone asked her, unless it was someone she knew.

The old man also responded with a slight smile.

He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

After looking for a long time, the old man picked up the things and started looking at them in the store.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying put down what she was holding.

There are surveillance cameras in the store, so just pay a little attention when people come in or leave to see if anyone steals anything.

If she is carrying a box or a bag, she has to be a little more careful.

It would be troublesome if someone secretly stole things from the store or replaced them.

It is difficult for the police to catch these people, let alone her.

It's better to be careful.

The old man walked around inside, taking out something from time to time to look at it, and even had a small lamp and magnifying glass in his pocket.

This made Wang Qingsong and the other man take a second look.

Because it sells antiques, the lighting in the store is very bright.

It means that people look carefully.

After half an hour, the other party looked at several things.

Finally, he turned back and asked the two of them, "Excuse me, who is the boss?"

Zhou Ying and the other looked at each other, and finally Wang Qingsong spoke up: "It's me, sir, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, do you accept anything here? I have two things here, can I see the price?"

The old man opened the box as he spoke.

The box is not very big.

Silver password box.

After opening it, there is a layer of foam inside. Removing the top layer of foam reveals the foam grooves inside. There is something in each of the two foam grooves.

A large pastel bowl with many children painted on it.

A blue and white porcelain plate with a dragon pattern, with a dark red dragon in the center of the bowl.

Wang Qingsong took a look and did not take the things. He just shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't accept things here."

The old man hesitated for a moment when he saw this: "You are an antique shop, how can you say you don't want to buy something without even looking at it? I've never heard of that! There should be both buying and selling!"

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Do you have your own special channel for purchasing goods?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong was about to speak when he was held down by Zhou Ying.

In his puzzled eyes, Zhou Ying whispered in his ear: "He said we have a special channel, which means that our store only sells handicrafts, not real goods, because it is difficult to sell real goods and it is not easy to make money."

Wang Qingsong frowned when he heard this.

He also understood this principle.

As long as the fake products can be sold, you can make money basically no matter what the price is.

But it’s not necessarily the case.

I took a look at the two things in the box.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Uncle, let me take a look?"

Zhou Ying didn't wait for anyone to speak, and said directly: "Uncle, you want to sell this thing, does your family know? You seem to be an expert, we need to ask about the origin of this thing."

The old man naturally knew what Zhou Ying meant.

It means whether there is controversy about this thing or not, and another meaning is whether this thing is stolen goods.

Then he said, "Don't worry, I bought this thing a while ago. It's been a while. It's my own thing."

Hearing him say this, Zhou Ying looked at Wang Qingsong and nodded.

Wang Qingsong also understood what it meant.

If this turns out to be stolen property and is discovered by the police, it would be a serious matter.

This is also one of the reasons why the store does not accept things. Of course, the more important reason is that Wang Qingsong does not lack anything, and Zhou Ying does not understand it yet.

So there is no business of collecting things.

Looking at the things on the table, Wang Qingsong gestured: "Uncle, let me take a look!"

The old man nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong gently touched the two things with his hands, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

First I picked up the large pastel bowl.

The bowl is painted with many lifelike scenes of children playing, and the interior is pure white glaze.

The bottom is written in alum red, with three lines of six characters, "Made in the Jiaqing Period of the Qing Dynasty". The font and strokes are neat, the structure is rigorous, and there is no border outside the inscription.

The reason he touched this was because it didn't feel very good to him.

Very light.

He put the things down gently and picked up another plate.

The outside is decorated with lotus branches of blue and white porcelain, and in the middle there is a cinnabar-colored dragon pattern painted.

The difference at the bottom is not that big.

The only difference is that the signature is not "Made in the Jiaqing Period of the Qing Dynasty" but four words: Made in the Jiaqing Period.

This one is similar to the ones in the store that cost 150,000 or 160,000 yuan.

At this time, Zhou Ying had already taken the photo, searched it, and took out a notebook.

Then he whispered in Wang Qingsong's ear in surprise: "During the Jiaqing period, because the country was too poor, few ornamental porcelains were produced. Most of them were daily necessities, but there were also fine products. This bowl is called the Hundred Children Bowl, which is very famous. There are all kinds of grades. The price of a fine Hundred Children Bowl was around one million a few years ago, but it has dropped a lot in recent years, probably more than 700,000.

The same goes for that plate, but there are so many plates from the Jiaqing period that even if they are from the official kiln, the price cannot be that high. The general price is only a few hundred thousand. I am talking about the average price, and these are all auction prices.

That’s all I can find.”

After listening, Wang Qingsong nodded.

Two people who know nothing are showing antiques to people.

He found it funny himself.

I feel like this person is here to cause trouble.

However, he also discovered a problem, which was the porcelain he bought in the 1960s.

It seems that Jiaqing's porcelain is indeed not very expensive, probably for the same reason Zhou Ying said, Jiaqing was too poor.

No money to build it.

He also knew a little about porcelain. Even if it was an official kiln, there was still a failure rate during firing because it was manually operated.

After thinking for a while, he said directly: "Uncle, forget about this bowl, as for this plate..."

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Twelve or thirty million, this is the price of the goods in our store. As for the collection, forget it. You can go to other stores to have a look."

The reason why I quoted this price is because the other party obviously understands.

No matter how much he understands, what is certain is that the old man must have asked for the price somewhere else.

And he never thought about buying it.

When the old man heard this, he was not angry, but curious: "Why did you quote a price but not buy it?"

Wang Qingsong looked at the things and said with a smile: "Uncle, it is not convenient to tell you the specific reason. My price is not too high. But this is the price sold by our store. The price will definitely not be high. I am afraid that you can't accept it, so I won't offer a price.

Besides, the prices in other places may be much lower than this. Please make your own judgment when the time comes."

Then he looked at someone who was coming over and said with a smile, "Uncle, the price I mentioned is just the selling price, just for reference. Don't go out and say that our store sells for 120,000 or 130,000. It will embarrass us."

Wang Qingsong didn’t know whether what he said was right or not.

Anyway, it's quite well-intentioned.

If the old man is being unreasonable, just let him go.

The old man didn't get angry when he heard this, but looked at him curiously.

Then he pointed at the Hundred Seeds Bowl and said, "So what you mean is that this thing is not old enough?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong looked around and was about to speak when Zhou Ying next to him muttered something.

"Nowadays, many old men are in the National Treasure Gang and believe that their things are real. If you say they are fake, they may argue with you. There is no need to argue. Just let them go to other stores to have a look."

Wang Qingsong looked at the old man and said politely, "Uncle, you can go to another place. Sorry."

He is quite polite.

But the old man was not ready to let him go, and continued to ask: "Can you talk it out? It's okay, you don't have to worry about the rules. I'm not from the National Treasure Gang, so I won't argue with you."

This made Zhou Ying embarrassed for a moment.

I don’t know if I was whispering just now and the old man heard it.

That’s why I just said those words.

Wang Qingsong looked at Zhou Ying, and Zhou Ying didn't know what to say.

After all, she has no experience.

Wang Qingsong turned around, thought for a moment, and said, "Uncle, I'm not sure about your bowl, but... I personally feel that this may not be from the Jiaqing period. I can't say exactly which year it is from. There are many capable people in the antique city. Why don't you go to someone else's house and have a look?"

Seeing him say that, the old man didn't force it.

Pick up the foam cotton, cover it, and close the box.

Then she looked at him, nodded, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it! What Old Liu said turned out to be true. Will you join the treasure party tonight?"

This sudden turn of events made Wang Qingsong stunned.

Old Willow?

My mind was racing.

The other party didn't reveal much, but he quickly figured out who it was.

Being called Lao Liu by the other party, the age difference should be not much different from his, or even older.

It was obvious that I had heard the old man say this before.

Last name: Liu!

Then there is only one person.

Cheng Jianfei's master.

Apart from him, it seems that I don’t know any other old man who knows about antiques.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Uncle, are you talking about 'Third Master'?"

Reported the nickname of Master Cheng Jianfei!
The old man nodded with a smile.

This surprised Wang Qingsong: "Uncle, I didn't expect that you and 'Third Master' also know each other! So what are you doing today..."

Seeing his expression, the old man smiled and said, "Old Liu and I have known each other for many years. Probably more than 30 years, and we met because of this antique."

At this point, he paused and smiled bitterly, "Well, it's nothing, I used to be a worker in a lathe factory, a rough guy. Antiques became popular in the 1990s, so I started to play with them.

This is a hundred-child bowl that I bought in the 130s. I treated it as a treasure at the time and spent yuan on it.

I like it very much, and the meaning is good, so I keep it..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Ying was surprised: "Uncle, you dared to spend 130 yuan to buy this in the 200s. I remember that the Yuan Dynasty blue and white plum vase in the cultural relic store was only 150 yuan. The Ming Dynasty Zhengde yellow ground green dragon plate was 40, and the Ming Dynasty Yongle lotus plate was only yuan!"

He spoke and gestured at the same time.

But he felt that he was interrupting someone, so he smiled and said, "Excuse me, sir! Please continue!"

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "Yes! I didn't understand it at the time, and I felt I had lost money after buying it. But I like this thing, and the price of antiques changes every day, so I thought if I don't like it anymore, I won't lose money by selling it. But as the price of antiques keeps going up, I'm stuck with it."

The two listened quietly.

I feel like this is a man with a story.

Then the old man continued, "Then the price went up, and I asked experts to take a look. Half of the people who saw it said it was real, and half said it was a later imitation. So now I have lost money. A few days ago, when I was drinking tea with Lao Liu, he told me about this amazing person of yours. It just so happened that I was attending the treasure show today, so I came to take a look."

Zhou Ying was not surprised to hear this.

In the 1980s, 1990s and 2000s, antiques were very popular.

How hot is it?

It may not be a big deal in small cities, but it is extremely hot in the inner city and some big cities.

In the 1990s, there were many people who earned 10 or 20 million yuan a year from this.

This was in the 1990s!
At that time, it was said that 100 million people were collecting.

Although this number is a bit exaggerated, it can also reflect the prosperity of the antique fever at that time.

It’s hard to explain antiques.

If antiques are speculated, there is even some messy money laundering going on.

But when everyone is playing and it becomes a large-scale game.

It’s not just a matter of hype.

Wang Qingsong looked at the other person and didn't care about the antiques he was talking about.