gifted collector

Chapter 111 Everyone's reaction

"Hahahaha!"

There was a sudden burst of laughter outside the door, and then three people walked in together, it was Wu Ze and Sikong Zhe, who had no money yet.

Seeing the people who came in, Zheng Bai's face suddenly sank.

"Hahaha! Zheng Bo, look, Fang Ming doesn't even believe you anymore, and he won't take out the inkstone until you agree. It seems that you don't have a good impression on people."

When Fang Ming said the last sentence just now, Si Kongzhe and the others just walked to the door of the store, so they heard it.

Zheng Bai's face became even more ugly, and he said, "What are you doing here so early? Shouldn't you be sleeping on the bed?"

Wu Ze smiled and said, "Then why did you come here so early?"

"I'm getting old, I can't sleep and come to chat with Fang Ming, do you need your approval?"

"Yes, of course, but you can come and chat with Fang Ming, and I can also chat with him."

Fang Ming smiled wryly. These people in front of him are all "big masters" in the collection field. Now they are all crowded in this shop that is being renovated by him, are they all here to chat with him?
"Seniors, this place is under renovation, and the smell is not good. How about we change places? Everyone came so early, I guess they haven't had breakfast yet, why don't we find a place to have breakfast?"

Fang Ming's proposal was immediately agreed by everyone, after all, he came here early in the morning because he hadn't had breakfast yet.There is a teahouse near Little Antique Street. It was just dawn when I went to drink morning tea.

When Fang Ming and the others arrived, the teahouse was already quite lively. The hall on the first floor was already [-]% full, and the voices of the people seemed to be boiling. People feel refreshed and hungry at the same time.

Asked for a private room, Fang Ming and others went in and sat down, and immediately ordered Pu'er tea, and then chicken feet, pork ribs, custard buns, shrimp dumplings, etc. were delivered immediately, and everyone was not interested in bickering at this time , but eat up.

Fang Ming ate fast, and soon a stack of cages was piled up in front of him, and soon there was a tendency to be higher than him.

Everyone was eating deliciously, but their speed gradually slowed down. They frightened Fang Ming's appetite.

"Tsk tsk, Fang Ming, the way you eat is really amazing!"

Although the food was delicious, Qian Fang stopped after eating a custard bun and a few pieces of chicken feet. Of course, the rest was to watch Fang Ming "perform".

"It's nice to be young, and this food is also extraordinary."

Wu Ze looked at Fang Ming quite enviously. People are like iron and rice is steel. Fang Ming's ability to eat proves from one aspect that he is in excellent health.

Throwing a shrimp dumpling into his mouth and swallowing it, Fang Ming nodded and said: "I have eaten it since I was a child, half my child ate a poor man, and when I was at home, I almost ate my family poor, but at that time what Good things to eat, mainly sweet potatoes, corn, etc.”

The living conditions in the village were not good, so naturally there was nothing good to eat. Although the conditions at home were passable before my father got sick, they were only a little better than others. It was impossible to eat meat every day.

"It was like this when we were in the village. We used to be poorer. Let alone eat well, we can eat enough and can't take care of anything."

Zheng Bai also thought of his childhood life. He remembered that he also came out and started playing collections for two years before his life slowly got better.

"Well, I have never encountered this problem before."

Wu Ze shook his head, he was born in relatively good conditions, basically he can be said to be the kind with rich clothes and rich food, with a golden spoon in his mouth.

"Ha! Don't sigh! No matter what happened in the past, we are doing well now, so don't dwell on bitterness and sweetness."

Sikong Zhe's words were immediately recognized by everyone, and the difficult atmosphere that had just appeared in the box was swept away.

"Wow!"

Among the crowd, Fang Ming is the youngest and the latest to enter the industry. He is a well-deserved junior, so he will naturally do the tea pouring.

"Okay, everyone is eating and drinking enough. Mr. Zheng came to see me so early to see the inkstone I missed yesterday, how about you? Probably the same."

Seeing that everyone came looking for him in such a "tidy" manner, Fang Ming didn't understand that it was definitely Zhou Yafang who released the news, and that this was revenge for himself!Therefore, he brought up this matter first, and he couldn't escape anyway.

"An inkstone? I thought it was porcelain."

Hearing that Fang Ming said that the missing one was the inkstone, Wu Ze shook his head, with a neither salty nor dull expression on his face, obviously not very interested.

Fang Ming shook his head lightly. Now he understands that Zhou Yafang didn't make it clear what he missed when he released the news, and Wu Ze and the others were guessing completely based on their own imagination, and it was precisely because In this way, the more they think about it, the more they really itch, they can't sleep at all, and they all come to find themselves early in the morning.

ruthless!
This move is too ruthless!
Not only did they play tricks on themselves, but they also played tricks on Wu Ze and others—of course, Wu Ze and others would not blame Zhou Yafang, on the contrary, they could only thank her.

"Hmph! Wu Ze, you said this, don't regret it later!"

Wu Ze was taken aback for a moment, he was an old Jianghu, and he immediately heard a different taste, his heart moved, and then he patted his mouth immediately, and said: "I am joking, it depends on what kind of inkstone it is. ah."

"Look, old man Wu Ze's tail is exposed, and he changed his words immediately."

Zheng Bo was not at all afraid of "offending" Wu Ze when he said this, causing Wu Ze and himself to rob Fang Ming of the missed antique, because he knew that Fang Ming would not resell the missed inkstone, so he took the opportunity to play tricks on Wu Ze. Ze a.

"Ha! Zheng Bo, I'm not fooled by you. I'm not that stupid if you want me to voluntarily give up the competition for this antique."

Wu Ze is being shameless. In fact, this one is not surprising. The older the world, the thicker the skin. He is willing to do anything to achieve his goals. A little shame does not care about its gains and losses.

"It's a pity, you're going to be disappointed today. The antique that Fang Ming missed is a good thing, but don't worry about it. This kid just said that he won't sell it, so you have to keep it for yourself."

"what?!"

As soon as Wu Ze heard it, he knew that Zheng Bai was playing tricks on him just now!It took a while before he shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he had performed well in front of everyone.

Sikongzhe and the others laughed when they saw Wu Ze who was different before and after. They knew that the reason why Wu Ze was so repetitive, and even became a "little man" who was erratic, was caused by antiques. In fact, such things should not be said. It's Wu Ze, even if they have done it themselves, there is nothing strange about it.

"Fang Ming, you just said that the inkstone was the one you picked up. What kind of inkstone is it?"

Si Kongzhe's words attracted everyone's attention to Fang Ming.Generally speaking, there are not many people who collect inkstones. Zheng Bo usually does not collect inkstones at all, but from his tone just now, he is obviously very interested.

Everyone here is a "dog", and immediately guessed a possibility from these details - the inkstone that Fang Ming missed must have something special, or someone like Zheng Bai who doesn't usually collect inkstones Certainly not tempted.

"The Xuelang Venus in the rocky rock has a touch of orange red on it."

Zheng Bai had already learned about the situation of the inkstone from Fang Ming before, so he rushed to speak out at this time.

"what!"

"No way!"

"This is a masterpiece among Lu Yan."

No matter Qian Fang, Wu Ze or Sikong Zhe are all masters in collecting. Although they are not specialized in researching inkstones, but because of their extensive knowledge, they can understand what Zheng Bai is talking about and what these words represent. significance.

Shaking his head, Zheng Bai said, "You think it's over? Let me tell you, that inkstone was used by Xu Wenchang!"

This sentence knocked everyone down, and they were stunned by the huge shock. The box fell silent, and no one spoke for a while.

"Xu Wenchang's? Are you sure?"

It was Wu Ze who broke the silence. He looked at Fang Ming with a difficult expression on his face, as if it took a lot of effort to say such a sentence, but in fact it was a short-term "short-circuit" of the brain caused by a huge shock.

Fang Ming nodded, and said: "Zhou Yafang has been appraised, she is an expert in this field, I think what she said should be right, the main evidence is that there are words left by Xu Wenchang on the back of the inkstone, and there is also a small picture , style and pen habits are unique to Xu Wenchang, so based on this, it should be identified as what he used."

All the people here are experienced collectors, so they naturally understand some basic principles in the identification of antiques: There are many ways to identify the age of an antique or who once owned it, but the most important thing is to find out the age of an antique. The morphological characteristics are also the style, etc. to identify, especially when there is no name on the antique.

From Fang Ming's words, they could tell that Xu Wenchang's name was not left on the inkstone that was picked up, but if the engraved paintings and calligraphy all have Xu Wenchang's style, then they can naturally identify who used it of.

This method of inference is acceptable and reasonable in antique identification.

"Alas! So it was used by Xu Wenchang. It's a pity, Fang Ming, you didn't sell it, or I would definitely buy it no matter how much it costs."

Sikong Zhe sighed, but he knew that it was impossible for him to get this inkstone.

"Yes, it's a pity."

Wu Ze also shook his head, his face full of disappointment at this moment.

"Haha! Everyone is not so frustrated. Although I said I won't sell it, I will still put it in the store. If you want to see it, go and see it until you get tired of it!"

(End of this chapter)