Guan Xiong

Li Xiaoning took a closer look at the porcelain, and found that the blue and white carcass was thick, the glaze surface was fat and bluish white, there was a layer of sauce glaze on the bottle mouth, the double ring feet, the bottom feet were not processed very delicately, there were sticky sand, not smooth, and There are radial jump marks.The decoration on it has a strong sense of three-dimensionality, the painting method is fine, the color separation is distinct, and the shades are appropriate.

Then put the bottle down, and found the six-character inscription "Kangxi Years of the Qing Dynasty" in regular script with blue and white double circles at the bottom. The font is dignified, neat, vigorous and powerful.

The old man moved closer to Liu Qifeng's head, and asked with a smile, "How is it? The real blue and white porcelain from the official kiln of the Kangxi Dynasty, an old thing handed down from the ancestors."

Liu Qifeng didn't know much about antiques, but felt that this piece of porcelain was so exquisite that it was impossible to tell if it was real or not, so he looked at Li Xiaoning with his eyes.

Li Xiaoning's face was as calm as before, but his heart was extremely excited, because he looked at this piece of porcelain carefully twice, and found no doubts. High-tech instruments have measured it, and it is impossible to distinguish it with pure eyesight.

Seeing Liu Qifeng looking at him, Li Xiaoning straightened his body, with a look of contempt on his face, snorted coldly, turned around, no longer looking at the gourd bottle with flat belly and ribbons, but rushed directly to the bottle. The shirtless young man asked, "Is there anything else?"

The young man immediately looked at the old man when he heard the words. Seeing this, the old man hurriedly pulled his son behind him, and said angrily, "No more. We are not second-hand dealers, just such an old thing passed down from our ancestors."

How could such poor acting skills escape Li Xiaoning's eyes? He was still hesitant about the porcelain, but now he was even more unsure, so he said to Liu Qifeng, "Boss Liu, let's go?"

Liu Qifeng had already seen that the father and son were definitely not as simple as they appeared on the outside, maybe they were veterans who specialized in deceiving people, so he immediately echoed: "It's time to go, we have a meeting in the afternoon."

Seeing that they wanted it, the old man hurriedly said, "Yes, there is one more thing, it's just..."

Li Xiaoning stopped and said, "Just what? It's too fake, so I'm sorry to show it?"

The old man smiled and said, "What is the boss talking about? You are a connoisseur, so how dare you show you fake things. It's just that this thing is not in good condition, and it's a little difficult to sell. But there is also a fate with the boss. If you don't mind, just take a look."

"Let's have a look then!" Li Xiaoning said calmly.

It was a three-foot-long banner wrapped in thin plastic paper.The old man spread it out on the bed and slowly unfolded it.The framed silk is old, and the leak marks don't look like they were made.The paper is gray and old, not like the one dyed by tea water or smoked, it seems to be the original frame.

The brushwork is round, strong and reserved, with bones in the flesh and firmness in the softness.The signature is "Sibai", and the seal is "Dong Qichang Yin".

The old man and his son pressed a corner, stared at Li Xiaoning closely and said, "It's [-]% old. It's just that it's been a long time, and the appearance is not very good. Just find someone to reframe it."

Li Xiaoning didn't say a word, after reading it, he stood up and said coldly: "Fake."

The old man hurriedly said: "Boss, don't talk nonsense, the color of the paper, the ink stains, and the backing are not fake."

Liu Qifeng was also very strange. Although he didn't understand it, he also felt that the calligraphy really looked like an old thing. The calligraphy was also loose and natural, elegant and peaceful. He didn't understand how Li Xiaoning could tell it was a fake.

"Mr. Liu, come and see." Li Xiaoning saw the doubt in Liu Qifeng's eyes, leaned up to the words, pointed and said, "The level of fakery is very strong now, and there are no more copies of the real thing. Find a piece of Song Dynasty paper. For example, this is a table with two layers of glass. On the paper, use a fine charcoal strip to draw on it, so that the fake is exactly the same as the real one no matter what. As for the paper and mounting, it is even simpler.

It's just a seal—you see, it's revealed when you get to the seal, and the charcoal strips can't imitate the agility and spirit of the seal.It’s too real, like it’s added now, it’s too imaginary, and the charm can’t come out, so I have to make it virtual, and add the fake person’s own brushwork in the same way. "

Liu Qifeng got closer to identify it carefully, and sure enough, he saw that the strokes of the seal were artificial, and he couldn't help nodding his head immediately, and praised: "Xiao Li, your eyesight is really good, you can see it all."

The father and son were listening to this, and they were also anxious. The son complained to his father and said, "Look, there was a man who bought it for 3000 yuan the other day. I said sell it, but you still refused to sell it. It's better now, damn it. It's a fake, is it in your hands now?"

The old man was also extremely irritable, and said angrily: "You are so fucking silent and no one will treat you as dumb."

Seeing this, Liu Qifeng was extremely disappointed, and said to Li Xiaoning in a dispirited voice, "Let's go!"

Li Xiaoning did not leave, but raised his right index finger, casually pointed to the gourd bottle with flat belly and ribbon ears, and said, "Let's make a price."

The father and son thought that today's business was going bad again, but they turned around and looked at each other. Then, the father raised a finger to me and said, "One hundred thousand."

"Let's go, Mr. Liu." Li Xiaoning took half a step towards the door, then turned his head sideways, with a contemptuous expression on his face, and said slowly: "Is it the real Kangxi official kiln? You really dare to ask for a price."

The old man said with a "hehe" smile, "I'll open the price, but it's up to you to bargain."

Li Xiaoning sneered and said, "Five thousand."

"Five thousand?" The shirtless young man jumped up, "The purchase price is more than that."

Li Xiaoning ignored him, looked at the old man and said, "How is it?"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Ten thousand?"

Li Xiaoning shook his head.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Eight thousand?"

Li Xiaoning still shook his head.

"Six thousand, any less is really not enough." The old man was discouraged.

"It's not easy for you either." Li Xiaoning said with a sigh, "Liuqian, wrap up that piece of writing for me."

Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, Li Xiaoning followed up, "How about it? Okay, just pack it. No, you can find another buyer."

The father and son looked at each other again, as if they had made up their minds, and said, "Pack it up. It's a price."

Li Xiaoning instructed them to pack their things well, then took out their wallets and handed them one hundred yuan bills one by one.

The old man took the money, put his thumb to his mouth, spit out, and counted the money again.

Li Xiaoning waited for him to finish counting the money, and asked, "Is that right?"

The old man said, "That's right."

Li Xiaoning said again: "Is it fake money?"

The old man said, "The boss is just joking."

Li Xiaoning said with a straight face: "Aren't you joking? You still see it clearly. Once we leave this door, neither of us will know each other."

The old man really took out the money, took pictures one by one in front of the light, smiled, and said, "Not bad."

Only then did Li Xiaoning go out with the wrapped cardboard box, opened the trunk of the car, put the things away firmly, and then closed the trunk with a push.

"Xiao Li, I really made a big mistake this time!" Liu Qifeng waited for Li Xiaoning to finish his busy work, and then said happily, "Now the market for blue and white porcelain is just right, and such a fine piece of Kangxi official kiln can cost millions of dollars." Bar?"

"If it's genuine, at least 100 million." Li Xiaoning said with a smile.

"What? Isn't this real?" Liu Qifeng was confused by me again.

"It's not sure yet, but there's a good chance it's a fake." Li Xiaoning said with a smile.

"Then why are you still buying it?" Liu Qifeng looked slightly unhappy. Although 6000 yuan is not much, it is quite troublesome to buy two fakes back home.

"Let's go back and make sure it's true." Li Xiaoning didn't explain, with a confident expression on his face.

Liu Qifeng asked strangely: "Didn't you say you didn't know each other when you left the house? Why do you want to go back?"

Li Xiaoning said with a chuckle: "I beg your pardon, chief, but I have to keep it a secret for now, and I will know when I go back."

Liu Qifeng had no choice but to follow Li Xiaoning back to the father and son's room.

The father and son were celebrating, and when they saw them coming in again, their expressions changed immediately, and the shirtless young man jumped up and said: "The thing has been sold, the money and the goods are paid for, and it is impossible to regret it." gone."

Li Xiaoning raised his hand and said, "I don't want to go back on my word. I just want to buy another thing from you."

"What? There is nothing left." The old man said hastily.

Li Xiaoning glanced under the bed calmly, and said, "If I'm not wrong, there should be an identical blue and white gourd bottle inside, right?"

The faces of both father and son changed, the old man subconsciously clutched his pocket, and said in a deep voice, "No."

Li Xiaoning smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the sale just now has been completed. I've said it before, and I will never regret it. I just want to pay another thousand to buy the bottle under the bed."

Now even Liu Qifeng was confused, and the three of them looked at Li Xiaoning with puzzled eyes, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"What? Still reluctant to sell?" Li Xiaoning said jokingly.

The father and son looked at each other without saying a word, bent down and dragged out another box from under the bed, opened it, and sure enough there was a blue and white gourd bottle with flat belly and ribbon ears, which was exactly the same as the one just now.