Speaking of this coral red enamel magpies's admiration bottle for Qianlong's Qing Dynasty, there is a short story. About six years ago, an old country farmer came to Yaxuan with this bottle. He said it was an object passed down from his ancestors and was eager to take it off because he was short of money.

Wei Rusong happened to be in charge of the hall. After taking the object, he was overjoyed at first. This was an object with a wide open door. Some players had been playing with porcelain all their lives, but they could not see such a good object. They could be the treasure of the temple. If you look closely, there was a slightest bit of wrongness. You always felt that something was wrong, but you couldn't say it.

Wei Rusong likes to think and study the knowledge of antiques. He will not make any assertions lightly when he asks the old farmer who wants to take action, and the old man offers 50,000 yuan. This price is not expensive, and it is completely a waste. Even if he hits the eye, it will be harmless. Wei Rusong then took the porcelain and then found friends with him to go with him.

This was aroused. Some said it was genuine, worth more than one million or even three million. Some said it was fake. Although it was a loss for buying a craft vase for 50,000 yuan, it was not much.

Because it could not form an overwhelming conclusion, Wei Rusong did not intend to take over this porcelain. He also brought the coral red enamel magpies' news admiration bottle with Qianlong's Qing Dynasty. He visited several famous masters and even national treasure-level appraisal masters, but he could not tell any of them.

After searching around for a year, I have never found an overwhelming theory and cannot determine the authenticity. This porcelain was pressed in Wei Rusong's hands and was later left for another half a year. Wei Rusong invited the coral red enamel magpies' news admiration bottle in the Qianlong Qing Dynasty to Yaxuan, hoping to find the owner who can recognize the goods and give the final word to the porcelain.

Xuan Qi once watched a treasure appraisal program. There was a piece of porcelain from Panjiayuan Yaxuan. The name on the newspaper was also a magpies's news bottle with a coral red enamel color in the Qianlong Qing Dynasty. Later, dozens of experts studied together for dozens of days, and even used the instrument Carbon 14 for age testing, all of which confirmed that this was an old object with heritage. Later, an expert, after thinking about it, revealed the secret of the world, and told me what was wrong with this magpies' news bottle with a coral red enamel color in the Qianlong Qing Dynasty.

The whole program was like a slide show and rotated in Xuan Qi's head. The bottle in memory overlapped with the bottle in front of him, and it was not bad in an instant. Then use Qi-detection technique to watch it to confirm that the bottle does contain the unique spiritual energy of antiques. Xuan Qi can already confirm that this bottle is the bottle that caused controversy in later generations.

Wei Rusong came out and saw Xuan Qi like a student. He did not look down on him because of his young age. The old-fashioned clasped his fists and said, "Friend, I heard you want to see me and negotiate this bottle. Don't know how to give me advice?"

Xuan Qi's posture was very low: "I was ashamed of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being a beloved person. He just couldn't be happy when he saw the thing he loved. He specially asked the old man to tell me about it."

Xuan Qi said, using his hand to matte the outer glass cover of the Qianlong model of Qing Dynasty coral red enamel magpies' admiration bottle: "What a good bottle! If there is no doubt, he is worth at least three million, and in a few years, he may even exceed ten million. Unfortunately, it is precisely because of these doubts that his value has dropped greatly. It is worth 500,000 in your eyes, but only 100,000 in my eyes." Xuan Qi said and stretched out his finger.

"Oh?" Wei Rusong's eyes flashed with a bright light: "Anti-talk antiques are about a thorough viewing. In the course of knowledge, those who are more knowledgeable are the first. As long as you can tell the doubts of this bottle and solve my doubts, let alone 100,000 yuan, what's wrong with giving it to you?"

"No!" Xuan Qi insisted: "We buy it. If you don't have a lot of familiarity, why do we have the nerve to take advantage of your old age?"

"Okay!" Wei Rusong pointed his head: "The same sentence, I will say the doubts about this bottle. I will sell you for 100,000 yuan."

Xuan Qi looked at Wei Rusong with the technique of qi recognition and found that the old man had a clear idea and a righteous spirit on his head. He was a kind and sincere gentleman who promised him a thousand gold medals and would not do anything to go against his word.

"There is actually no problem with this bottle. The only problem is that the name is wrong!" Xuan Qi said softly: "It should be called the magpies' news admiration bottle imitating the Qianlong coral red enamel color in the Republic of China."

"Ah!" Wei Rusong's face was stunned, his expression flashed on his face, and finally turned into ecstasy, his eyes were bright, and he held Xuan Qi's hand and said, "My friend is really knowledgeable and has a sharp eye! Why didn't we expect such a simple and simple truth? Yes! This bottle is fine, but the name is wrong! The gradual dynasty is wrong!"

Artwork, especially antiques, not only pay attention to artistic value, but also the value of age. Nowadays, China can burn blue and white porcelain, even the once famous porcelain of Ge Kiln, Ru Kiln, Jun Kiln, and Ding Kiln can be burned, and even the firing process is the artistic value of the past, but it does not have the value of antiques, which involves dynasty and inheritance.

During the production of porcelain during the Republic of China, both quantity and quality were not as good as those in the Qing Dynasty. There were even decal porcelains. On the smooth porcelain, some were porcelains with decals and watercolors. In other words, some were decals and some were painted watercolors. The two were integrated into one, and the artistic value was greatly reduced and the craftsmanship was greatly retreated.

This does not mean that people in the Republic of China could not imitate the porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. There was a time when some people imitated the porcelain from each dynasty after Qianlong, but the number was not too large, and they mainly imitated the porcelain from the first three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty. Occasionally, there were fine products from the Qianlong period and before Qianlong, and they were passed down, just like the magpies's reward bottle in front of us that imitated the coral red enamel colored magpies.

A thought can make all the truth clear. The doubts that trouble Wei Rusong for many years were opened directly. The doubts on the bottle were washed clean all of a sudden. This is why they are both antiques but have doubts. Because they were imitating Qianlong in the Republic of China, there were hundreds of years of gaps between them. Although they were still the same material, they could not achieve complete consistency.

Wei Rusong asked his friend to take out the brocade box and put the porcelain bottle in it, and then took the pen and wrote on the ticket number: the words imitated by the coral red enamel magpies's announcement bottle in the Republic of China.

Su Mingxue swiped the card and took this bottle to give gifts, which complemented each other. Although it was a copycat from the Republic of China period, it was also a rare fine product.

Wei Rusong took out a business card and handed it to Xuan Qi with both hands: "If you have time in the future, please welcome to Yaxuan often. The ancients said that there must be my master when three people walk, so I will be sincere and I will not deceive you."

Xuan Qi took the business card with both hands and bowed to Wei Rusong: "Old man, I just read some miscellaneous books. I accidentally thought of you, don't always praise you."

"Good it! Good it!" Wei Rusong asked casually: "Seeing that my friend is young, he should still be studying. Which old man is the master of the disciple?" Wei Rusong misunderstood and regarded Xuan Qi as a disciple of a certain antique master.

"My name is Xuan Qi. I just passed the Peking University Qing Dynasty this year and I took the computer major." Xuan Qi said that when facing the experienced old fox, he looked inferior.

"Computer!" Wei Rusong was surprised again: "It's a pity to not learn Chinese studies or inherit antiques!"

"All roads lead to Rome. I hope that my short life will become wonderful. No matter what I learn, just be happy." Xuan Qi has lived for two lives, so he has open-mindedness that others do not have.

Farewell to Wei Rusong, the three of them walked out. Su Mingxue held the bottle and looked at Xuan Qi walking in front of her. Her tall back became tall in an instant. She liked his joking and extremely confident look. If her illness was cured, she must be his girlfriend. Su Mingxue, who was as cold as snow, had two blushings on her face.

The jade and porcelain he bought were placed in the car first. It was almost noon, and the three of them decided to find a place to have a meal first. Xuan Qi also thought that he had not bought the cushion, so he left Panjiayuan after he was waiting to buy the cushion.

As the antique market gradually flourishes, the affiliated industries have also developed greatly. There is a row of snack groups outside Panjiayuan. Because Panjiayuan is mostly tourists from Chinese tourists and international friends, most of the sales of special snacks here are.

After choosing a restaurant with cleaner curtains, Xuan Qi ordered a portion of sour plum soup, then ordered three bowls of fried noodles, and a plate of minced meat cakes. He was afraid that he would not eat enough and ordered a portion of donkeys to roll. The three of them visited all morning, and they were happy, sad and angry, and they were all hungry before they knew it. In addition, the snacks here were authentic, so the three of them couldn't help but have a big appetite.

Don’t underestimate the beauties who have a big appetite and become foodies. They taste like a wind and cloud. Xuan Qi seems to have a unique medium on his body, which makes the people around him involuntarily approach him and are not on guard against him. He shows his most sincere side like an old friend who has been a long time ago.

Su Mingxue was in a happy mood and had a big appetite. She only had a little bit of a meal on weekdays. Today, she not only ate a bowl of fried noodles with sauce, but also ate two minced meat pancakes and a donkey rolling around. She was still a little unsatisfied.

Hongqin was always willing to come. She always believed in a good figure and was generous like a tomboy. She chewed it in big mouths. Not only was it not ugly, but it exuded a different style in boldness.

One portion of donkey rolled was not enough, so I asked for another portion. The three of them patted their bloated belly, which was considered a good meal. Hongqin remembered that she was a goddess, not a tomboy, so she picked up the sour plum soup and drank it in small sips.

Su Mingxue also returned to her reserve, holding a napkin, wiping the corner of her mouth, and then asked Xuan Qi: "Where will go next?"

"Go and buy another cushion. If you don't have any place to play, we will go back to school." Xuan Qi also wiped the corners of his mouth clean. He didn't expect that these two little girls had such a big appetite. Looking at Hongqi's tall breasts, Xuan Qi also believed that he had a good figure.

After drinking the sour plum soup, the little woman who loved beauty took out the small mirror she carried with her and began to make herself more beautiful, which was completely different from the image she was like a wind and cloud just now. After confirming that there were no flaws, she satisfactorily put away the small mirror, walked back to Pan's home with the goddess's unique reserve, walked back to the Pan home with a ladylike step.
Chapter completed!