super sensory appraiser

Fang Feiyang wiped the reborn blue-and-white jar with a large lid, and re-mixed some low-concentration solution into the jar.Because this treasure, which has been hidden by black paint for more than half a century, has been pickled by its subsequent owner as an ordinary clay pot for more than half a century, the pot exudes a strong smell.

Soak overnight with a low-concentration solution to remove the peculiar smell in the tank.

After finishing these things, Fang Feiyang cleaned the room again.I took out my phone and saw that it was already eleven o'clock at night, so I hurried to wash and get ready for bed.

The next day, Fang Feiyang slept until the sun was high before getting up.

After waking up, Fang Feiyang came to the kitchen and saw that on the dining table, his mother had left breakfast for him, two fried eggs and a bowl of millet porridge.The faint fragrance of the millet porridge immediately aroused Fang Feiyang's appetite, and after finishing his breakfast, he quickly cleaned the dishes on the table.

Today is the first day of the National Day holiday. Fang Feiyang wanted to call and tell Zhang Guashan that the black lacquered clay pot was removed by him yesterday to cover up the trick. Unfortunately, no one answered the boy's phone. I don't know if he is still lying in bed. get up.

Both father and mother are not at home, Fang Feiyang is alone at home and doesn't know what to do.

The place where Fang Feiyang's father works is a bicycle parts factory in the town. Although today is a national holiday, a private enterprise is all for profit, and there is no such thing as a holiday unless it cannot continue to operate.Only during the Spring Festival every year, this bicycle accessories factory will let all the workers in the factory rest for a few days.

Fang Feiyang's mother went through the retirement procedures in advance, and she could have enjoyed the happiness at home, but unfortunately, she has worked hard all her life, and she can't stay at home. Every day, she goes to the canteen of his father's bicycle factory to help cook and clean.Every month, the cafeteria boss will give her a salary of 1000 yuan, and sometimes some extra bonuses.

Fang Feiyang walked around inside and outside the house. Although the few houses in the family are old, every house has been cleaned up by his mother, and everything is neatly packed.Ever since he was a child, Fang Feiyang felt that his home was neater and brighter than others' homes, and as long as it was something at home, as small as a needle, his mother would remember where to put it and never put it in the wrong place. Damn credit.

"Anyway, I still have some spare money. When my parents come back in the evening, talk to them about pushing this old house to be rebuilt. It shouldn't cost much to rebuild a house in the countryside."

There are nearly 90 deposits in Fang Feiyang's account now, not including the blue and white jar with a large lid that was unearthed yesterday.According to his estimate, this large blue and white jar must be a national treasure, and it will be auctioned at the auction house. If the publicity is in place, it can fetch at least 300 million yuan.Of course, this is just his own valuation based on similar porcelain as a reference.

So he is not short of funds, and he should consider building a new house for his parents, and it has always been his dream to build a single-family villa in his hometown.Mom and Dad have worked hard all their lives, so it's time for them to have a spacious and comfortable residence.

While Fang Feiyang was still immersed in his thoughts, a burst of MP3 songs rang from his cell phone from his pocket.

Take out a look to see the caller ID - "Zhang Guashan".

This kid must have seen his missed call and called now.

"Hello? Backer, where are you?" Fang Feiyang answered the phone.

"Where is it? I'm on the bed, I can't afford to have a vacation, I don't get enough sleep, I am sorry for myself!" The voice of the backer on the phone sounded a little hoarse, he should have just woken up, "I said, are you empty when you go home? Ah, call me early in the morning?"

"Damn! I'm empty? I won't look for you no matter how empty I am. I just want to tell you that the clay pot I brought back yesterday, hehe, has been completely reborn now!" Fang Feiyang said in a bad voice.

"Huh? That black jar of salted duck eggs is really a treasure, isn't it?"

"What salted duck eggs, let me tell you, I spent more than three hours removing the black paint on it, and the things inside are blue and white products from official kilns. According to my experience, it must be imperial porcelain. Will you come? look?"

Fang Feiyang said slowly on the phone, with a little excitement and pride in his words.

"Come on, come on, I'll come right away...you wait for me at home..." Immediately after that, there was a crackling sound of looking for the key on the other end of the phone, and then the sound of closing the door.

This kid was so excited that he forgot to hang up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Feiyang returned to the room.He poured out the solution soaked in the tank yesterday, and then rinsed the whole big covered tank inside and out with clean water.

Wiping off the remaining water stains with a towel, Fang Feiyang went to the mouth of the bottle and smelled it again. Sure enough, the smell inside was much lighter.

Today's weather is very clear, the morning sun shines on the small courtyard, and through the luxuriant winter jujube tree, it reflects on the big bluestone in the courtyard.Fang Feiyang held the large blue and white pot and came to the stone table in the courtyard. Taking advantage of the bright light outside, he took another look at this treasure that had been hidden for many years.

I don't know if it was hidden behind the black lacquer for too long, or for some other reason, but the luminosity of this large blue and white jar is particularly bright, especially the imperial poems in the middle, which seem to stand out from the whole body of the porcelain under the sunlight.Its carcass is pure white, the glaze color is uniform, and the hair color is gorgeous. No matter how you look at it, it is so dignified and elegant.Turn over this big pot, the bottom of the pot is inscribed in the year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, six-character blue and white regular script.

The most rare thing is the appearance of this treasure. More than 100 years have passed, and it has been used as a pickle jar for more than half a century. There is no gap in this piece of porcelain.The whole large blue and white pot looks like a whole, without even a single bump or gap, which makes people feel lucky and amazed.

At this moment, two car horns sounded at the gate of the yard, followed by the sound of brakes.

Fang Feiyang knew that it might be Zhang Guashan who rushed over.

Putting down the porcelain in his hand, Fang Feiyang opened the courtyard door, only to see Zhang Guashan jumping out of the polo car with a pair of sandals, wearing a pajamas, messy hair, closing the door with his hands, and rushing towards him.

"Where? Where?...Where is the baby?" Zhang Guashan stared straight at Fang Feiyang with his eyes shining.

Fang Feiyang couldn't help laughing, "You went out like this?"

"It's not bad if you don't come out naked... Hurry up, show your brother to see it!"

The impatient dragged Fang Feiyang into the room, urging him non-stop.

"It's not in the room, Nuo, it's on the stone table. Take a look for yourself. This is the salted egg jar you mentioned." Fang Feiyang pointed to the stone table under the winter jujube tree. The large blue and white pot is standing there peacefully.

Zhang Kaoshan walked over quickly, facing the heavy object on the stone table, bent his waist, and circled the stone table three or four times.

"Uh...uh...Damn, you really stepped on shit this time, why are you so lucky?"

Zhang Guashan walked around this big blue and white pot for a long time, his mouth was so wide that he couldn't close it from ear to ear, he was stunned for a long time, when he could react, he finally burst out such a foul word from his throat.

He took a breath, gently picked up the porcelain, and moved his hands around, his eyes full of joy.It's not that he really knows how much this fine piece of official kiln is, but he thinks that his brother's ability to pick it out from a pile of garbage is a miracle in itself.Such an opportunity, such a low probability!

Zhang Guashan has no doubts about the authenticity of this piece of blue and white porcelain. The reason for his judgment is very simple. Who the hell is insane? After eating enough, he painted a piece of fake porcelain all over his body with black paint and put it in the countryside. Farmers have stored salted duck eggs for decades, and finally threw them into the garbage dump!

"Feiyang, how much do you think this treasure is worth?" Zhang Guashan raised his head and asked.

Fang Feiyang had already guessed that he would ask this question sooner or later, so he deliberately paused for a moment, and then said word by word: "Using the current market as a reference for similar antiques, it can probably be worth 300 million, the premise is to pass publicity , ask the auction house to auction..."

"Oh, it's so valuable? This big pot can sell for 30 yuan, which is worth my salary for five or six years of hard work..." Zhang Guashan shook his head, talking cautiously He put the big blue and white pot on the stone table, suddenly his body trembled, his eyes were shining, and he turned his head to stare at Fang Feiyang.

"How much?...What do you think...how much is it worth? 30...or 300..." Zhang Guashan's voice trembled at this moment, and he took a step forward and grabbed Fang Feiyang's arm.

He had focused all his attention on the porcelain before, and he estimated in his heart that this large blue and white pot should be worth a lot, but he never expected it to be so valuable, it was completely beyond his prediction.

"300 million, bro! Haha..."

Fang Feiyang was amused by Zhang Guashan's serious and nervous expression, but also a little demented.

Hearing Fang Feiyang's confirmation, Zhang Guashan's eyes almost popped out, and he almost jumped up.