gifted collector

Chapter 54 Fang Ming's Appraisal

After leaving Jiang Wen's house, Fang Ming almost trotted back to the car in the end. As soon as he got on the car, he stepped on the accelerator immediately, and the astonishing power of the Hummer was immediately reflected - after a sharp turn, the car body immediately turned like a A galloping horse generally rushes forward.

urgent!
Such a word can only be used to describe Fang Ming's mood at this time.

While driving, Fang Ming glanced at a porcelain bowl wrapped in a thick newspaper that was placed aside - it was bought from a clothing store when he accompanied Jiang Wen to buy clothes.He had only one thought at the moment, which was to rush back to Afangzhai to discuss with Zhou Yafang the bowl he had missed.

"Sister Avon, where are you now? Just in the store? Okay, I'll be there in a while. I bought a pretty item. Please help me."

While driving, Fang Ming couldn't wait to call Zhou Yafang to confirm that she was in the store before he breathed a sigh of relief.If it wasn't for Jiang Wen's reasons, he would have driven back to Avon Zhai long ago, but now he doesn't even want to wait for a minute.

The performance of the Hummer was very good, Fang Ming drove very fast, so he arrived at Avonzhai soon.

As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Ming saw Zhou Yafang waiting for him at the door, and he looked restless.

After striding over, Fang Ming said, "Sister Yafang, why are you more anxious than me?"

After glaring at Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang said, "You're so startled, can I not be in a hurry?"

In fact, Zhou Yafang was so anxious because Fang Ming's record of picking up leaks in the past was really astonishing, so this time, when she heard that he picked up leaks again, she couldn't sit still anymore, wondering what Fang Ming would come up with this time. In the end, I couldn't sit still anymore, so I just wandered around the door to see when Fang Ming's car would arrive.

"By the way, you have grown up recently and can speak jargon."

"Hey, of course!"

Fang Ming knew that what Zhou Yafang was talking about was "Qiaohuo" when he called her before. The so-called "Qiaohuo" is one of the jargon of antique collection, which means to say good things. What Fang Ming said just now meant to tell Zhou Yafang Avon found something by herself, so she asked her to help her.

Walking into Avon Zhai, Zhou Yafang finally "broke out" and said, "Fang Ming, hurry up and take out the things for me to have a look at, don't dawdle."

"it is good!"

Fang Ming immediately put the newspaper bag in his hand on the table, and then carefully tore off the outer layer of newspaper. He was worried that if he accidentally destroyed the bowl wrapped inside, he would be in big trouble. .

"Let me see."

After opening the newspaper, Zhou Yafang was still calm, but when she saw the bowl, she was stunned, picked it up and looked at it for a long time, then nodded slightly.

After taking out the bowl, Fang Ming had been paying attention to Zhou Yafang's expression. Seeing her like this, he was immediately convinced that he had missed it again this time!
Zhou Yafang was indeed "scared", Fang Ming unexpectedly picked up a leak again, and the leak he picked up was a little bigger.

After a while, Zhou Yafang said slowly, "This thing... where did you find it?"

Fang Ming briefly explained what happened before. After listening to it, Zhou Yafang got a black line all over her head. What's going on?I often go to the shop with the prefix C that Fang Ming mentioned, and I have seen the bowl on the shelf many times. Why can’t I see that it is an antique? In fact, normal people don’t Would think it was an antique - how could a luxury store put a real antique for decoration?Isn't this a little bit too bullshit?

"Well... I have to admit, you are really lucky, and you can find a good thing like this."

"Ha! There is no way, I have a unique vision, sister Avon, you have been to that store many times, why didn't you notice that this is a pretty thing?"

Zhou Yafang couldn't help rolling her eyes, but it was indeed the truth. After thinking about it for a long time, she said angrily: "Where would a good boy look at antiques in such a place? Of course he looks at clothes and shoes. Who would be like you?"

After touching his nose, Fang Ming had nothing to say. Of course what Zhou Yafang said was very reasonable. How can a woman focus on things other than clothes and shoes when she enters such a place? ?

However, fortunately, this is the case, otherwise how could I have picked up this leak?With Zhou Yafang's vicious eyes, as long as she takes a few glances, she can immediately see that it is a pretty product.

Seeing that Fang Ming had nothing to say, Zhou Yafang felt a little bad breath.

"By the way, I heard you say 'pretty goods' just now? Yo, now that you're in the industry, you can speak lingo."

"Hey, didn't you go to the library a few days ago, read some materials, so I remembered some."

Fang Ming knows that there is not much chance that people really speak this kind of jargon in the current collection industry, because now is the era of "collection by the whole people", and antique collectors are not limited to professionals, but those who buy and sell antiques People are not just collectors, many of them are just business activities. Under such circumstances, if people who collect antiques or run antique shops talk about jargon all day long, outsiders will not be able to understand it. There is no way to communicate.

However, since I have entered this industry, I must understand these lingo, otherwise if others say that I am like a duck listening to thunder, I will be ashamed and ashamed.

"Oh? What have you seen? Do you have any knowledge about porcelain? If so, why don't you come and appraise this printed plate?"

"Huh? This thing is called a dish? I thought it was a bowl."

When Fang Ming heard this, he was startled. He always thought it was just a bowl in front of him.

Zhou Yafang was so angry that she patted Fang Ming's head and said, "Who told you it was a bowl?"

"It looks like it."

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Fang Ming's forehead, and he never thought that he was "disadvantaged". Before the appraisal began, it was already such an oolong. The dishes were not separated, and only Zhou Yafang In front of you, if you are in front of your fellow collectors, it will be a lot of fun.

"Don't say I'm from Avonzhai when you go out."

Zhou Yafang felt a burst of weakness all over her body. Fang Ming was a typical Xiaobai, and she couldn't understand why such a person was able to keep picking up leaks!
"Hey, isn't this in front of you, Sister Avon? Of course I wouldn't dare to speak like this in front of others. Don't worry, unless one day you think I've become a teacher, otherwise I will Talk as little as possible."

Relying on Pixiu's ability, he has an advantage in picking up leaks that no one else can compare to, but his shortcomings are also obvious.

Fang Ming also knew that his weakness was that his knowledge of antiques was too little. Although he had already begun to make up for it, and his current memory was quite astonishing, it still took time after all. It is too broad, and it is absolutely impossible to read a few books.

The best way is to say as little as possible, which is exactly what the saying goes.

Just pick up the leaks and make a fortune in a muffled voice.

"Well, this is also a way."

Zhou Yafang pointed to the printed disc in front of her, and said, "Okay, let me tell you what you think about this printed disc, and let me see how much you have learned."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Fang Ming picked up the printing plate, looked at it carefully, and slowly recalled the knowledge related to porcelain that he had read while looking at it.

"Porcelain from the Song Dynasty has an elegant shape and a pure glaze color like the sky after the rain. The biggest feature of the patterns drawn on it is delicate and delicate. Therefore, I think this printed dish should be a porcelain from the Song Dynasty."

Porcelain was first invented in China. As early as 8000 years ago in the Neolithic Age, our ancestors had already started to make and use pottery.During thousands of years of development, the most primitive celadon was invented during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and mature celadon was produced in the Eastern Han Dynasty.With the development of the Tang and Song Dynasties and the prosperity of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Chinese porcelain has reached its peak step by step, and in each dynasty, porcelain has its specific characteristics.

For example, the Song Dynasty porcelains are elegant in shape and pure in glaze color like the sky after the rain, etc. The printing plate in front of him gave Fang Ming such an impression, which is why he made such a bold dating.

"At this time, there are Ru Kiln and Dingguan Kiln that are 'juicy and moist as fat'; there are also Jun Kiln Tianlan Glaze that is as blue as the sky, etc. It can be said that the porcelain of this era has developed to an extreme level."

"Oh? Then which kiln do you think the porcelain in front of you is?"

Zhou Yafang looked at Fang Ming. Although his identification seemed blunt and showed traces of rote memorization, his judgment on dating was miraculously correct.

"I remember Yaozhou in the Song Dynasty, which was one of the most famous celadon producing areas in the north. It has a rich variety of products, and its shapes are changeable. The main feature is that the gray and white colors are relatively thinner, and the glaze color is relatively average and clean. Greenish green with very fine air bubbles, and because of the material used, it contains iron. After refining, there is a ginger-yellow spot on the bottom of the vessel, and the printed plate in front of you just fits these characteristics. So, this should be Song Yaozhou's stamped disc."

After Fang Ming finished speaking, he didn't hear Zhou Yafang's words for a while, so he couldn't help but looked up strangely, only to find that Zhou Yafang was looking at him strangely.

"Sister Avon? What's wrong with you? Did I say...wrong?"

Seeing Zhou Yafang's expression, Fang Ming's immediate reaction was that he had made a mistake in his judgment, but he was not depressed. This was the first time he had not used his ability to identify an antique. Even if he made a mistake, it was normal, so He didn't care too much when he said this.

"Well... maybe you're a genius."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Fang Ming was taken aback for a moment, he was a little bit overwhelmed by Zhou Yafang's words, but he immediately came back to his senses and said pleasantly, "Sister Yafang, I... am I right?"

(End of this chapter)