The best perspective expert

Chapter 25 High street goods?
Han Zhenyang doesn't know much about purple clay teapots, but he is not ignorant of purple clay teapots, because his father likes them.

Qiao Shengnan was right. His father was a wit and a bit of a petty bourgeoisie. When he was free, he didn’t play cards or drink. He liked to make a pot of tea and then write and draw. So his family had a good-looking purple clay teapot. It was bought by his father with half a month's salary, and it is said that it was made by a well-known pot maker himself.

Of course, according to his father, the pot maker who is only a little famous now was a famous pot maker a hundred years ago, and he explained the advantages and highlights of that pot to him in a serious manner.

Because of this, Han Zhenyang stopped in front of the purple clay teapot booth, but what he didn't expect was that when he picked up a teapot casually, a wave of spiritual energy would flow into his finger bones. What surprised him even more was that the teapot in the teapot The aura turned out to be yellow.

Since he obtained the power of clairvoyance, he has sucked up countless pieces of emeralds, and absorbed countless auras. The auras he can absorb are all white, with different shades, but the colors are the same, so that in his perception Zhizhong, the aura is white, and other colors will appear only after being absorbed and transformed by him, so he was so surprised when he saw that this purple clay pot not only contained aura, but also a rare yellow aura.

Qiao Shengnan noticed that Han Zhenyang was not calm, so he leaned over suspiciously, looked at it for a moment and shook his head, "It's just a high-end product, there's nothing to see, right?"

"Big goods?" Han Zhenyang was even more surprised now, the one with the yellow aura turned out to be just the big ones?Thinking of this, he picked up another pot and looked at it, then put it down in disappointment, because that pot looked good, but there was no aura in it, obviously it couldn't be compared with the pot in his hand.

In other words, he missed it.

Is it my luck?Or is it that easy to pick up the leak?

Han Zhenyang took a deep breath to calm himself down, turned the lid of the pot like his father, and heard a well-proportioned rustling sound, like autumn drizzle hitting the plantain leaves softly and finely, which was pleasant to the ear; look at the patina , not too empress, but very well-proportioned, with a touch of luster, which is the unique matte nature of purple clay ware.

As for the shape of the pot, it should be a traditional lotus seed pot.The body of the pot is smooth and clean, the color is dark, the handle is delicate, the texture is moist, and the shape is plump without losing the simple and elegant style of lotus seeds. It is a fine product among lotus seed pots.

There is no modification on the top and bottom of the pot, only the word "Ziqi" is engraved on the bottom of the pot. Judging from the traces of the strokes, it was carved with a bamboo knife.

Could it be the work of Chen Ziqi, a famous artist in the early Qing Dynasty?
Thinking of this possibility, Han Zhenyang couldn't help showing a smile, and waved to the stall owner, "Boss, what's the price of this pot?"

"One thousand and two you take away."

One thousand two?Han Zhenyang blinked, it's not expensive.A pair of purple clay teapots containing yellow aura is only sold for [-] yuan. Where can I find such a good thing?What's more, this pot is very likely to be the work of Chen Ziqi.You know, a purple sand teapot made by Chen Ziqi can sell for millions in the market, and it can almost sell for hundreds of thousands in the market.

When Han Zhenyang was about to pay, Qiao Shengnan stared fiercely and said, "Boss, you are a pockmark, not a pockmark, or a cheater, and you have the nerve to ask for a thousand and two for this kind of high-end goods?" He said to Han Zhenyang: "Xiao Han, let's go Let's go, I'll take you to Zisha Xiaozhu for a stroll, the boss there is my friend."

The boss couldn't sit still immediately, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a friend of Mr. Zhao from Zisha Xiaozhu. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. How about this? For the sake of Boss Zhao, I'll give you a [-]% discount, how about it?"

"It's almost like going to zero," Qiao Shengnan curled his lips.

"Hey, it's really not good to go to zero, it's lower than the wholesale price, I can't make a loss-making business," the boss quickly screamed, seeing that Qiao Shengnan was unmoved, he had to take another step back, "Two hundred, two hundred is enough." Bar?"

Han Zhenyang did not expect that the price would drop from 200 yuan to [-] yuan in just a few words. He secretly scolded the profiteer, but he did not move slowly. He took out two banknotes and stuffed them in. He didn't want the other party's packaging, and left with the pot in his arms. .

Qiao Shengnan wanted to slash a few more times at first, but seeing that Han Zhenyang was so impatient, he had to quickly follow, and muttered: "Xiao Han, you can still slash more, don't look at what he said is pitiful, in fact, this kind of big-budget The cost price is only a few tens of yuan, and he can make a profit even if he sells it for 100 yuan."

Holding the teapot, Han Zhenyang chuckled and said, "Sister Sheng Nan, I'm afraid he will go back on his word."

"Afraid that he will go back on his word? You mean, this pot is a treasure?" Qiao Shengnan's eyes lit up, "Let me have a look." But she carefully looked at it for several minutes, but still looked confused, "How can I Can't see where it's good?"

What's so good about it?Han Zhenyang didn't know what to say, he couldn't say that there was spiritual energy in the pot, right?But after thinking about it, he still stated his judgment.

"You said it was Chen Ziqi's work? It shouldn't be. The stall owner is not an outsider. How could he not know about Chen Ziqi's work? Since he knew it was Chen Ziqi's work, why did he sell it on the street stall? He still sold it. So cheap?" Qiao Shengnan was still a little hard to understand, because she really didn't think this pot was so good.

Han Zhenyang chuckled, "It's called picking up leaks, it's picking up treasures that others don't like, hehe, there are so many dusty treasures in this market, what is a mere purple sand pot from Chen Ziqi?"

"you sure?"

"I can't guarantee anything else. The quality of this pot is definitely a masterpiece. With the deposit, I'm sure it's Chen Ziqi's work. If it's not, I'll eat it," Han Zhenyang said confidently, patting his chest , with aura as proof, this pot can't be faked.

"Aren't you rich?" Qiao Shengnan looked at Han Zhenyang with winking eyes, "I picked up a handful, and it was Chen Ziqi's work. Are you lucky or have good eyesight? Is it too late for me to hold my thigh now?" ?” She originally wanted to make a joke, but as soon as she uttered the word "hug the thigh", her body became a little weak. Last night, Han Zhenyang hugged her thigh a lot, not only hugged it, but also touched it.

Seeing Qiao Shengnan blushing suddenly, Han Zhenyang was still puzzled, but he didn't take it seriously, and shook his head with a smile, "It's true that this pot was made by Chen Ziqi, but the price is hard to say, after all, there is no standard for antiques. If the price is not recognized, it may not be sold for thirty to fifty thousand."

"That's right," Qiao Shengnan nodded quickly, and then his eyes lit up, "Hey, I have a friend who is a master at playing purple clay wares, why don't you show him?"

"Is that Boss Zhao from Zisha Xiaozhu?"

"Well, let's go, it's not far ahead," Qiao Shengnan nodded, and dragged Han Zhenyang straight to the destination.

The decoration of Zisha Xiaozhu is as exquisite as its name. There is a solid wood cabinet inside the spacious and bright French windows. There are all kinds of Zisha utensils in the cabinet. The combination of bamboo and potted plants is extraordinarily peaceful, in stark contrast to the noisy market outside, which is a bit quiet in the middle of the noise.

Open the door and enter, a faint fragrance penetrates into the nostrils, refreshing the heart.

Han Zhenyang was keenly aware that the aura in the phalanx jumped slightly.What kind of incense is this?Can move the aura?He glanced around the hall and found a bronze censer with three legs and cupped ears. The exquisite, small and simple censer was exuding wisps of invisible fragrance.

After entering the door, after smelling and taking a look, Han Zhenyang took a high look at this small purple sand building.

Then, his gaze rested on the shopkeeper. To his surprise, the shopkeeper turned out to be a woman about the same age as Qiao Shengnan, wearing a blue and white cheongsam, with long black hair braided into a delicate bun, with A jade hairpin looks demure and elegant.

Sure enough, beautiful women's friends are also beautiful women. Sister Shengnan is already so beautiful, but her friend is not degraded, and even better in some aspects, such as this gentle and graceful water town charm.

Seeing Qiao Shengnan, the beauty in the cheongsam pursed her lips and smiled, "Why do you have time to come to my place, you busy man?"

"Mingming, I miss you so much," Qiao Shengnan cheered and threw himself into a hug, followed by Han Zhenyang and waved, "My little brother Han Zhenyang, hehehe, despite his young age, he is capable, Xiao Han, this is Zhao Yiming, a talented girl, let her see what you have gained."

Han Zhenyang put the purple clay pot on the coffee table, smiled at Zhao Yiming, "Hello, sister Mingming."

"Hello, please sit down, I'll make tea for you," Zhao Yiming's voice was soft and waxy, very pleasant to hear, the movements of making tea were natural and elegant, without the slightest affectation, obviously he was a real tea drinker.

The tea is super-grade Longjing, the pot is high-quality purple sand, and even the water is pure natural mineral water from Pearl Spring. Han Zhenyang, a pseudo-master, can taste it. This tea is really extraordinary.

After a cup of tea, the conversation between the three of them returned to the right track. Zhao Yiming held the teapot and looked at it for a long time, with a perplexed expression on his face. If you say you can't see it, you really can't see it, this pot looks like an old pot, but it looks so good and looks like a new pot, which is very contradictory, so I really don't know it."

"So difficult to identify?" Qiao Shengnan opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Well, the identification of purple sand pots is a big problem, and the modern pot making technology is much more developed than in the past. New pots made by master pot makers can be compared with the works of those master pot makers if they are slightly old. On a par, some are even better than those works of masters. A few years ago, the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong bought a batch of old pots as teaching materials. Afterwards, after the appraisal, they were all new pots, which can make those experienced old professors and experts eye-catching. , the difficulty of identification can be imagined," Zhao Yiming frowned slightly, explaining to Han Zhenyang and Qiao Shengnan why the purple clay teapot is so difficult to identify.

After listening, Han Zhenyang was also a little dazed, "So, no one can identify this pot?"

(End of this chapter)