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Chapter 58 Sanyang Kaitai Pot
He Qianjun came with a familiar big beauty?
Needless to say, he must have brought Xu Jiaying with him.

But his news is really well-informed, and he didn't inform him when he came, but he didn't expect him to come directly to the door.But thinking about He Qianjun's identity, it's understandable.

Soon, the doorbell rang, and Han Xiaoyue rushed over to open the door, calling out "Brother Qianjun" sweetly, then stared at Xu Jiaying dumbfounded, "You, are you Sister Jiajia?"

Xu Jiaying's nickname is Jiajia, and her fans also like to call her by this name directly. As a fan of Xu Jiaying, Han Xiaoyue, of course, can't make a mistake.

Xu Jiaying didn't know Han Xiaoyue's identity, but seeing that she was her fan, she nodded reservedly, "Hello."

At this moment He Qianjun spoke, "Jiajia, this is Zhenyang's own sister, her name is Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, are you her fan? You can just call her sister-in-law, hehe, don't think she is a big star."

"That's no good, Sister Jiajia is my idol." Han Xiaoyue was so happy to be able to get in touch with her idol at close range, but besides being excited, she was also a little at a loss when her idol became a sister-in-law.Sometimes she really wondered if she was dreaming. No matter how much she loved to fantasize before, she never fantasized about her idol turning into a sister-in-law, but it happened like this.

When did this change start?It should have started after my brother healed himself, all this was brought by my brother.

Han Zhenyang didn't know what his sister was thinking, so he smiled at He Qianjun and said, "Brother Qianjun is really well informed. I just found a place to stay, and you came here."

"Brother, you don't think of me as your own family," He Qianjun said pretending to be angry.

"Uh, no?"

"No? You didn't notify me when you came to the capital, and why did you find a place to stay, just live in my house for a long time, what's the matter if you think my house is small?"

Knowing that He Qianjun was not really angry, Han Zhenyang explained with a smile: "This house is prepared for Xiaoyue, she will go to school here in the future, and there is also a place to store her luggage, and didn't she just find a bodyguard? You can't let people follow you to school, can you?"

He Qianjun looked Xu Qingqing up and down, and nodded with satisfaction, "I know she was invited through Mr. Yang's relationship, right? Haha, not bad, the quality is very good, treat people well, don't be unable to afford the salary Ah, I heard that you bought this house and became a pauper?"

Han Zhenyang was dumbfounded, "You even know this?"

"What do you think?" He Qianjun smiled mysteriously, "I have investigated you specifically, don't you mind?"

If someone else was investigating him, Han Zhenyang would definitely feel uncomfortable, but facing He Qianjun, he really didn't mind, because He Qianjun had no malice, and he said it outright, which made people think he was very upright.Besides, when dating someone of He Qianjun's level, being investigated is an inevitable procedure.

In fact, there is no need to investigate his deposit amount at all. Knowing his approximate income, minus the money to buy a house, wouldn't it be clear how much is left?

He Qianjun asked with a smile: "I still have some spare money, why don't you use it first?"

Han Zhenyang quickly waved his hand, "I'm going to make money, how about going together? Today is Saturday, just in time."

"Oh? What does making money have to do with Saturday?" He Qianjun raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"Hehehe, Panjiayuan."

"Antique market? Do you understand this too?" He Qianjun's eyes lit up, because he is also considered a half-expert. He told Han Zhenyang before that he went to Dashilan to sell antiques to earn pocket money when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, so Hearing that Han Zhenyang was going to Panjiayuan to make money, he immediately became interested, "Let's go together."

Needless to say, the excitement of Panjiayuan is as crowded as the Spring Festival travel festival. If you are not careful, you might lose someone.

As soon as he entered the market, Han Zhenyang explored the aura, looking for antiques that contained aura.

After these days of exploration, he discovered that valuable antiques also contain spiritual energy, and the colorful spiritual energy, thick or light, can be directly absorbed by him, which is different from the natural spiritual energy contained in jade, which he attributes For man-made aura.

It is not appropriate to say that artificial aura is a bit inappropriate, but it is easy to understand. In fact, it is the aura condensed because of human participation. Compared with the natural aura in jade, this kind of aura has more things that cannot be explained clearly, which is of great benefit to him .

However, the quality of man-made spiritual energy is uneven, and the quantity is relatively rare. In addition, he has no time to visit the antique market, so the harvest is not much.

He thought that there should be more good things in Panjiayuan, but who knows that after shopping around, he didn't find a few decent ones on the street stalls. He finally found a large blue and white plate. When he went over and asked, good guy, just ask the price Sixty-eight thousand.

If you dare to charge such a price for a piece of workshop porcelain that has survived the period of the Republic of China, you are treating them as a trap.

Even if he doesn't know much about porcelain, he can tell from the amount of aura contained in it. This blue and white plate is a big commodity, and he can't buy it for 1 yuan.Sixty-eight thousand?Just dreaming.

Han Zhenyang unceremoniously collected the faint light yellow aura on the plate, then turned his head away, and said to He Qianjun, "Brother Qianjun, why don't you go into the shop?"

"Hey, it's okay, brother, I didn't fall for it, I thought you had to pay some tuition fees at the street stall," He Qianjun said with a smile, as if he was going to see Han Zhenyang slap his eyes.

Han Zhenyang is secretly happy, thinking that the counterfeit that can fool me hasn't been born yet.While looking proudly at the surrounding shops, he suddenly found a bright yellow aura at this moment, and squatted down to look, it turned out to be a small purple sand pot lid. .The lid of the pot is pear-skin-colored, with a special matte effect of purple sandware, and a layer of patina, which is very moist. The shape of the pot button is rather peculiar, and it is actually three delicately carved goats.

Is this Sanyang Kaitai pot?
It was the first time he saw a pot button with a sheep as the theme, and he felt quite novel.Of course, what he is most concerned about is - what about the pot body?

Judging from the aura contained in the lid, this pot is obviously not ordinary, but what is the point of having only the lid without the body?Did the seller lose it or didn't take it out?

While feeling puzzled, he squatted down, picked up the lid of the pot with three goats as buttons, rubbed it carefully for a while, and asked the stall owner, "Is there only the lid left?"

The stall owner was an old man in his sixties, he squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile, "It's like this when it's collected."

"Where did you get it?"

"Little Wangzhuang in Yanjiao, what's the matter?"

"Whose family is Xiaowangzhuang?"

"Old—" the old man stopped talking suddenly, and asked vigilantly, "Do you want to buy it?"

Han Zhenyang smiled, "You tell me who got the lid from this pot, and I will buy it. Of course, the price must be negotiated first. If the price cannot be negotiated, then there is nothing to say."

"Hey, it's natural, you can make an offer," the old man relaxed.

let me bid?

Han Zhenyang secretly smiled, "You want me to bid? I can only offer 200 yuan."

"What? Two hundred? Not for sale, absolutely not for sale," the old man jumped up all of a sudden, with a very firm attitude, obviously very dissatisfied with the price.

"Then tell me a price," Han Zhenyang smiled, unmoved at all.

The old man quietly observed Han Zhenyang, and realized that Han Zhenyang was not easy to fool, he hesitated and said: "Add a zero," two hundred plus zero is 2000 yuan.

"Double it," Han Zhenyang said, stretching out his palm, meaning to double it five times.Two hundred times five times is 1000 yuan. I cut a knife in the middle of the price that the old man asked, and directly took out 1000 yuan, with a posture of pulling it down if I disagree.

Seeing this, the old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, agreed to the deal, and then told Han Zhenyang that the pot lid was collected from Lao Xue in Xiaowangzhuang Village, Yanjiao, and he would know it when he went there.The old man said that Xue Zu was originally from the capital. He had been criticized during the ten-year catastrophe, and his spirit was a bit abnormal.

After leaving the stall, He Qianjun said, "Brother, is there any mystery about this pot lid?"

Han Zhenyang smiled proudly: "This is not an ordinary pot lid, but a famous product, a treasure. If I can find the original pot body, hey, I will get back the money I spent on buying a house."

"Hiss, so valuable? Whose pot?" He Qianjun was shocked, and Xu Jiaying on the side was also surprised. Han Xiaoyue stared at her big round eyes, and even Xu Qingqing, who was expressionless, looked at Han Zhenyang seriously.

Han Zhenyang had a panoramic view of everyone's eyes, and felt even more proud, "I don't know who the author is, but you can tell from a glimpse. From the lid of the pot, you can see the approximate level of the author and the approximate production year. The level of the pot lid is so high. High, the body of the pot is naturally not bad, if you sell it to someone who knows the goods, you still worry about not being able to sell it at a high price?"

He Qianjun squeezed the lid of the pot and looked at it for a long time, then finally shook his head, "I can't see it, brother, can you really understand? When did you start playing with pots?"

"Hey, don't you know? I'm learning how to make pots from Mr. Zhao Zhonghua, and my level is not low. This is what the old man said," Han Zhenyang said proudly.

"Zhao Zhonghua? Mr. Zhao from Jinling?" He Qianjun stared straight at Han Zhenyang, and then patted Han Zhenyang on the shoulder after a while, "Okay, hurry up and make some good pots for me." , so that I can show off."

"Small, the old man gave me a lot of old materials, so it's not a big deal to make eight or ten sets."

"Old material? What do you mean? Is it precious?"

Han Zhenyang explained the origin and effect of the old material, and then pinched the lid of the Sanyang Kaitai pot in his hand and said: "Look at this pot lid, it is made of old material, and there will be some differences between the pot made of old material and the pot made of new material. , Even if this pot has a history of hundreds of years, those differences will not disappear easily, and experts can still see it."

He Qianjun blinked and clapped his hands, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and find the original partner. It's Xiaowangzhuang in Yanjiao, right? Let's go and start quickly, don't be preempted."

(End of this chapter)