Chapter 1 The Hillbilly Enters Beijing
Liulichang is located outside Hepingmen, Beijing. It is an antique cultural street with a profound historical and cultural heritage and is well-known both at home and abroad. Nanxinhua Street south of Hepingmen divides Liulichang into two sections: Donglichang and Xilichang. Donglichang manages antiques, and Xilichang manages old calligraphy and paintings.
In an antique shop called Wubaotang in Donglichang, three old, middle-aged and young people in Tianjin are watching antiques. Anyone who does a business and makes a name for themselves has a good eye. The boss of Wubaotang has a lot of eyesight. Seeing that these three are very talkative, he asked his partner to greet the guests himself.
The three of them had a very clever attitude and were dissatisfied with seeing several things. One of the young people from Tianjin said, "You are all this? Get some better. Didn't you hear Xiao Shenyang keep making noise? You're not short of money."
The boss said with a smile on his face: "Hey, you three are all discerning people. It seems that you really have to take out the goods at the bottom of the box." Then, he carefully picked up a blue and white pear pot from under the cabinet. The pear pot is between a modern wine pot and a teapot, and is named after it looks like a pear. This blue and white pear pot is as big as a football. It has a lid on the pot, a spout on the front and a handle behind it, and a connection between the lid and the handle.
The boss held it in his hand and introduced: "I can tell you three that although this thing is a folk kiln, it is a fine product from the Tianshun period of the Ming Dynasty. There is no official kiln in this era." Anyone who knows how to do things know that orthodox, Jingtai, and Tianshun were a blank period in the history of Ming Dynasty porcelain in my country. So far, no official utensils from this period have appeared. Therefore, although the pear pots in Tianshunian are only a fine product from the folk kiln, they are of high value.
The boss continued to introduce this pear pot. The pear pot is blue and white on the white background. The lid and neck of the pot are edged with a curved grass pattern. The body of the pot is painted with tangled branches, the spout and handle are single-line curled grass patterns. The bottom is printed with regular script styles of "Made in the Seventh Year of Tianshun Datong Mashi" which is indeed in line with the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty folk kilns. It would be wrong to have a dragon on it. The dragon shape on the folk kilns is a taboo to behead.
"Well, take it, take a look." The middle-aged Tianjin people and the young Tianjin people stretched out their hands at the same time. The boss said carefully: "You two have to keep some magic, but porcelain is nothing." As he said that, the boss put the blue and white pear pot on the coffee table with his hands and feet.
"It's okay, I'll pay you if it breaks!" The young Tianjin man picked up the blue and white pear pot, and the middle-aged Tianjin man on the side said impatiently: "You don't understand this, so give it to me." It seems that this young Tianjin man is also 1288 (I don't know anything).
The young Tianjin native handed it to the middle-aged Tianjin native, who reached out to answer it.
"Be careful!" The elderly Tianjin people had not yet said anything.
"Bang!" The blue and white pear pot fell to the ground and smashed it. Let's talk about Fenqiu here (hands and feet are moving randomly), two Tianjin people came back and had a big fuss!
I said that porcelain is just a hand, just in case, I am afraid that it will be broken and complained to each other. But this mostly refers to the stranger, who is afraid that people will mess with monsters. This young Tianjin man is a naughty man, probably not understand this, and the middle-aged Tianjin man also forgot about this. No matter what, this thing is broken, and everyone present was shocked at the same time.
"I haven't taken it yet, why are you doing it?" said middle-aged Tianjin in a popular manner.
"I clearly saw that you had just let go of it." The young Tianjin native was anxious to defend himself.
Well, if you don’t listen to the old man’s words and suffer a loss, you’ll blame me.
Tang Feng, who happened to pass by the door, could see clearly. He paid attention to the bottom of the porcelain. Before the middle-aged Tianjin people could hold the bottom of the mouth before they could hold the bottom of the mouth, the young Tianjin people let go. Seeing the people outside coming to the door to watch the fun, Tang Feng also mingled among the crowd to watch the tricks of the city people.
"Ouch!" the boss said with a sad face: "This thing is worth 500,000 yuan. What should you do if you think this is done!"
"Ah? Five hundred thousand!" The two Tianjin people stopped arguing immediately, staring at the boss with four eyes together. If you break it, you can't make a random offer.
After all, the old man was calm. The elderly Tianjin people said slowly: "For this matter, we have to blame us. We will admit it, but the price of your boss is too outrageous."
"I'm not offering a random price." The boss called the guy with a bitter look on his face. The guy was also a smart person. He immediately brought an invoice. The boss said, "This thing was bought from Panjiayuan. Are the invoices here? The purchase price is 450,000. Forget it, I won't say 500,000. I'll lose a little too. I'll charge you 460,000."
The young Tianjin native immediately said, "Who knows whether your article is true or not? If you want an invoice, I will just issue a few million."
"Shut up!" The old Tianjin roared, and the naughty Qing immediately stopped talking and went there.
The elderly Tianjin people picked up a piece of fragments and looked at the cracks, then looked at the base of the residual regular script, and said, "It's true. According to the current market, the price of a folk kiln pear pot in the Ming Dynasty was only 200,000 yuan, and it's a bit unreasonable for you to open a 500,000 yuan?" How to identify porcelain is easy? After breaking it, experienced people can tell at the time of seeing the body quality, but the price is a little too high.
The middle-aged Tianjin native said, "I've sued you. Don't take it as if we were from other places, just grab the pigtail and cheat people!"
The boss immediately said, "Who is cheating people? This is from the seventh year of Tianshun, how can it be equivalent to other folk kilns in the Ming Dynasty?"
An elderly Tianjin native said: "You'd better give it a real price, so everyone can talk. I don't want to worry about it. If you want to use it for identification, it will take a lot of trouble inside and outside."
Tang Feng, who was by the door, nodded slightly. This old man was really. He was nearly 70 years old and his clothes were of good quality. He was a little white and had a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. Anyone who came out to buy cultural relics was not poor, probably this old man was just like Tang Feng and his family, but he was reluctant to give up food and clothing. Alas, Tang Feng remembered his stubborn old man. He worked hard all his life and never enjoyed any blessings. Alas, please wait, once your grandson became successful, I will immediately take you to Beijing.
The boss shook his head and said, "You don't believe me if I offer real price. What can I do?"
The old man said, "Okay, I don't have a mushroom with you. Isn't there a Zhenbaoxuan to the west of Liulichang? Take it there for identification. Who doesn't know the size of Mr. Huang in Beijing and Tianjin Tang?"
Tang Feng understood that when he went out, he was most afraid of encountering such trouble. Locals could afford to spend time, but outsiders could not afford to spend it. No wonder the shops around the railway station put the goods on the side of the old man, waiting for someone to mess with the cart.
"Zhenbaoxuan, that's not possible. His appraisal is not legally based." The boss shook his head and said.
The onlookers seemed to have not favored the boss. Someone in the crowd said, "Old Mr. Huang's shop is a century-old shop. I have never walked through it. I'm right to take it over and see it."
"What else can I identify? The old man is really bad. This thing is broken, so you can just get a little cheaper."
"That's right, people say they are willing to pay 200,000 yuan, which is a lot. Don't be embarrassed by our fellow Tianjin Wei!"
The boss stared at the crowd and said unhappily: "Where are so many sluts coming from? They all go cool and watch the fun."
"Wow~~" Everyone who watched the fun was boasting him. Beijingers didn't dare to say anything else, but they were poor-mouthed and could talk. When they encountered such a thing, they really liked to make fun of it. As the political center, they talked about democracy.
"If you can't be cheap, you have to compensate others for their losses at the actual price. Not to mention the Ming Dynasty pear pot, even the Yuan blue and white porcelain must do this. You can't break the rules!"
Everyone looked at the person talking together. This man was thin and malnourished. He wore a sports T-shirt on his upper body, sweatpants on his lower body, and a pair of sports shoes on his feet. This one was all domestic brand products, and it looked good to hang it in the windows of the specialty store, but it always felt awkward when he was wearing it. He looked like he was not from the capital at first glance.
Hey, where did the country bumpkin come from? I'm talking about running trains. I'm here to discredit the people of the capital. It's almost 11th.
The person who speaks is not someone else, it is Tang Feng.
"Look, this young man is still insightful." The boss was surrounded by enemies, and someone came to speak for him. He immediately responded: "It was good when I gave them from me, but it was broken in their hands. Of course, I have to pay the compensation at the actual price. It is normal for me to add a little to the cost price. I can't say that I'm not authentic when taking advantage of the situation, right?"
The country people do not understand the rules in the city and hide in the crowd and talk. People can’t do anything to you. The law doesn’t blame the public. But if you want to stand up and speak, it’s a mess, and Tang Feng will stand up inappropriately.
The young Tianjin native was upset, and he said, "Who is the one who is going to be beaten? What kind of slander do you throw in?"
Tang Feng said, "Who is there any time to gossip here? If I broke it, I can pay him immediately without saying a word!" Tang Feng is not from Beijing, but their old man is, and he speaks quite well the dialects of Beijing and Tianjin.
When everyone saw Tang Feng's rustic appearance, they couldn't find half a slap in their pockets. They even claimed hundreds of thousands of dollars and paid for it. The National Day holiday was closed, and the neurological hospital was on vacation?
Tang Feng touched his bag for a long time before he took out an old cowhide wallet. He slapped the wallet and said, "It's only a few hundred yuan, who can't afford it?"
This time it was interesting. At first, everyone thought that Tang Feng stood up to speak for the boss, but this guy was changing his mind and Fang'er ran the boss.
"Hey, I didn't say I really want to pay." Tang Feng immediately explained that there was only the little money around him, and he was pointing at this money to make himself successful. Why would he come to Beijing?
The middle-aged Tianjin man said in surprise: "According to your opinion, is this a fake?" This person was probably dizzy and was treated as a living person. Just look at this person's outfit doesn't look like a big shot with eyesight.
Tang Feng shook his head and said, "Who said this is a fake? This is true."
The joy of watching the fun was so good that he was crazy and stupid. The buyers said it was worth 200,000 yuan, but he said it was hundreds of dollars as soon as he came up. This is the Liuli Factory, not the stock exchange. Even if the crocodile enters the gecko, the stock market will not fall so badly.
"It must be true." Tang Feng stared at the pile of fragments as if he was pretty good, and he said, "But it is worth hundreds of dollars!"
Really, it's only worth a few hundred yuan. Everyone was depressed. If he said it was fake as soon as he came out, others might believe it. Nowadays, pretending to be popular, do you know why there are fewer and fewer tigers? They all pretend to be HelloKitty, and they bite people.
He was about to walk to the pile of fragments, and his boss's solid body immediately stopped him. He said, "Hey, who asked you to come in?" He thought he was here to help him, but he was here to cause trouble. Can the boss feel relieved?
Tang Feng said, "What are you doing? I feel guilty and can't even take a look at the fragments?" He really wanted to call Dahei to gesture with his similar person.
"Boss, why don't you keep watching? Is there any problem?" This boss, he always doesn't let those stalls get too close to their houses. These main players who watch the fun are all these people. They all point at the fool in front of him and get angry with him.
Chapter completed!