Yang Bo laughed, chatting with strangers made him feel very relaxed, "Many people said so."
The old man laughed, "Since you said that, it's probably because your business is doing well?"
Yang Bo smiled and said nothing.
The mutton soup is rich and has a bit of a smell, but when you drink it, the thick soup melts into your stomach, giving you a warm feeling.
Because Yang Bo has not eaten regularly in the past two years, he often feels cold in his stomach. The mutton soup brings warmth and dispels the coldness at once.
The old man quickly drank a large bowl and said to Yang Bo: "Come on, let's go have a cup of tea and get rid of the oil!"
"Okay." Yang Bo responded, and the two of them walked towards the teahouse.
The teahouse is very small, with only three or five tables, but all the tea sets are available on the tables. The old man greeted the boss and started boiling water.
Taking advantage of this time, the old man took out a snuff bottle from his pocket, put it on the table, and said to Yang Bo: "Young man, I have a snuff bottle here. Come and help me determine the origin!"
Yang Bo nodded lightly and took it.
The snuff bottle is a device for holding snuff. It is small and exquisite and can be held in one hand. It was introduced from the West in the late Ming Dynasty and early Qing Dynasty. It soon became popular among all walks of life. It quickly integrated into the Chinese artistic style and developed a unique style. Various snuff bottles shipped.
The snuff bottle in front of you is made of amber. The transparent outer wall shows a simple landscape painting. It looks complete in form and spirit and elegant in style.
Although it is painted from the outside, this snuff bottle is actually painted on the inside, that is, painting on the inner wall of the snuff bottle, which requires extremely strong craftsmanship.
The light in front of Yang Bo's eyes gathered together and formed quickly, and the aperture was formed, probably during the Jiaqing year!
Yang Bo was shocked, put down the snuff bottle, and looked at the old man, "Amber snuff bottle, the simple outline of the landscape on the mural inside looks like freehand brushwork, very artistic. This snuff bottle has a long history."
The old man boiled water and was making tea. When he heard Yang Bo's words, he suddenly looked up at Yang Bo, shook his head slightly, lowered his head and continued to make tea, and said: "Simple strokes can sometimes be more powerful. The young man has good eyesight, my surname is Gui, Gui Rongjiu."
"My surname is Yang, Yang Bo."
Yang Bo looked at Gui Rongjiu and saw that he was pouring his concentration on the water cup. The green tea poured down like a waterfall and poured into the snow-white porcelain cup.
"Mr. Gui, I wonder if you want to take action on this snuff bottle?" Yang Bo asked.
Gui Rongjiu's movements suddenly stopped and he looked up at Yang Bo again, "Oh, you are actually interested in this snuff bottle? You must know that most domestic snuff bottles are characterized by exquisite pictures, meticulous details and exquisite brushwork. Jia, this large freehand painted pot is not very popular!"
Yang Bo shook his head, "I really like this pot with interior painting in the classical Chinese freehand style. It looks very Chinese-style. How about you give it to me?"
Gui Rongjiu looked at Yang Bo with interest and laughed, "How much can you offer, young man?"
Yang Bo thought for a moment, "Twenty thousand yuan."
Gui Rongjiu smiled softly and did not refuse in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Yang Bo, "Twenty thousand yuan is a good price. Young man, if you really buy it at this price, you will lose money! Can you first Dating?"
"Whether it's a loss or not is another matter, why don't you sell it to me first?" Yang Bo looked at the other party.
Gui Rongjiu pointed at Yang Bo and laughed, "Young man, it seems that I underestimated you. I made a mistake. Just tell me. Did you see it?"
Yang Bo put his hand on the table and tapped his index finger on the table, "This snuff bottle was made in the Jiaqing year of the Qing Dynasty. It's not too early. Why don't you sell it to me?"
Gui Rongjiu poured the tea and brought it to Yang Bo, "It seems that the saying that a hero comes from a young age is right! The young man has extraordinary eyesight and can indeed make a living in this business. If you really want to buy it, give me thirty Ten thousand!"
Yang Bo laughed, knowing that he had missed something. It was like a puzzle. Both of them knew the answer, but they still wondered whether the other could not guess it.
"Mr. Gui, is this Gan Huanwen's internal painting?" Yang Bo asked, with respect in his tone. Gui Rongjiu had already confirmed his strength.
Gui Rongjiu nodded, "Yes, this is the earliest known inner-painted pot!"
Yang Bo nodded slightly, and the two of them seemed to be playing a riddle. It was because Yang Bo saw the name Gan Huanwen on the inner wall of the snuff bottle, that he had to mention the origin of the inner-painted snuff bottle.
It is said that during the Jiaqing and Daoguang years, a small official from out of town came to the capital to report on his work.I stayed in the temple, and because I was almost out of snuff, I used a cigarette stick to scrape the remaining snuff from the tobacco bottle. A monk in the temple saw that the cigarette sticks left many scratches on the inner wall of the pot, which looked like the lines of Chinese painting, so he expanded it into the technique of painting the pot inside.
However, according to later expert research, the inventor of the inner-painted pot was not a monk, but Gan Huanwen, a young painter from the south during the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty. Gan Huanwen poured small steel balls, quartz sand and a small amount of water into the pot and shook it to grind out fine lines on the inner wall to make it easier for the paint to adhere. Then he dipped a bamboo pen with a hook into the color and painted in reverse on the inner wall, thus forming Mastered the art of interior painting.
The reason why Yang Bo wanted to buy it was because he guessed that the snuff bottle with the inside painting was probably the earliest one, but he didn't expect that Gui Rongjiu had already known about it.
Because of this matter, Gui Rongjiu looked at Yang Bo with admiration, and the two chatted about snuff bottles, which was quite speculative.
When Yang Bo received Luo Yaohua¡¯s call, it was already nine o¡¯clock in the evening, and he was still chatting with Gui Rongjiu.
Yang Bo told his location, and Luo Yaohua quickly rushed over.
After Luo Yaohua sat down, he was stunned and looked at Gui Rongjiu with wide eyes, "Are you Teacher Gui?"
Gui Rongjiu looked at Luo Yaohua and nodded lightly.
Luo Yaohua was a little excited. He stood up and shook hands with the other party, "Hello, Teacher Gui, I have been watching the program "Treasure Hunt" since it started airing."
Gui Rongjiu laughed, "I really didn't expect that I met a little fan here."
Yang Bo was a little puzzled. He didn¡¯t understand what the other person was talking about because he didn¡¯t watch TV.
Luo Yaohua also saw the doubts on Yang Bo's face and explained, "In June this year, CCTV launched a treasure appraisal program called "Treasure Hunt". If you don't watch TV, you may not know it well."
Yang Bo said "Oh", he really didn't know about this matter, but thinking about the program held by CCTV, Gui Rongjiu must be an extremely powerful person if he can participate in it.
¡°I¡¯m old, and Yang Bo is the one who hides his secrets!¡± Gui Rongjiu changed the topic to Yang Bo.
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