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Chapter 492 Second Grade Youth (continued)

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    Song Cheng waved his hand: "Let's not talk about money and look at the goods first. Let me tell you, I'm not bragging. The things I got this time are all very good"

    Before Song Cheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Peng: "Okay, don't go on and on. We will see whether it is good or bad."

    Song Cheng chuckled: "Then where should we go?"

    "Just follow me and you'll find out."

    Song Peng led the way and took everyone directly to the parking lot.

    ¡°Don¡¯t look at how fast Song Cheng ran just now. He was so tired when he walked to the parking lot carrying a load that he had to take several breaths to finish a sentence.  Originally, he wanted to stop and rest in the middle, but Song Peng provoked him with a few taunts.

    Song Peng did this to teach Song Cheng a small lesson, so that he should not be too ambitious all day long, and he must be down-to-earth if he wants to get rich.  However, only God knows how effective this lesson will be.

    In front of Song Peng's car, Song Cheng opened the two boxes he picked. These two boxes were divided into upper and lower layers. Some small items were placed on top, and large items such as bottles and cans were placed below.

    Even though there are only two boxes, the capacity is quite a lot. Adding together the small and large items, there are forty or fifty items.

    However, the moment the box was opened, Tian Mengmeng even covered her nose: "You put something in this, why is it so smelly? You must have picked it from the trash!"

    At the same time, everyone also smelled the smell. Meng Zitao smelled it earlier and knew that it was the smell left after using various methods to make old antiques. And the smell was so strong, it meant that the things had just been made.  That's all. He didn't even know how Song Cheng could buy such a thing.

    However, Song Cheng shook his finger: "Nonono, every antique that can be passed down to this day has of course absorbed countless essences of the sun and the moon Ouch, Brother Peng, why did you hit me on the head!"

    Song Peng angrily reprimanded: "Hitting you is still light. Look at whose things on the street have such a strange smell. According to your theory, wouldn't the museum be a large garbage dump? Who else would go there?  "

    Song Cheng touched his head and said with a grimace: "Brother Peng, can you listen to what I have to say? I mean, antiques must be affected by the environment during the preservation time. These things were originally hidden in  It¡¯s normal if there¡¯s a smell in the pig farm.¡±

    Tian Mengmeng originally had a mysophobia. When she heard this, she jumped three feet high and ran away.  He Wanyi also followed, and she couldn't stand it either.

    Song Peng sneered: "You really doubt whether your family raised pigs when you were a child. Does the pig ring smell like this? Besides, who would hide antiques in the pig ring?"

    Song Cheng hesitated and said: "This maybe probably maybe but no matter what, I can't go wrong with these things. Look at this bottle"

    With that said, Song Cheng picked up a bottle from the box and said, "Look at the color and the opening. From every aspect, it can be said to be the best among Song porcelains. And the price is not expensive. It only costs eight dollars."  One hundred dollars. These days, eight hundred dollars won¡¯t make you suffer a loss or be cheated. From my personal point of view, even if you buy it and use it as a display, it¡¯s still very suitable.¡±

    "Uh isn't this the bottle of 'Pei Gong Wine'?" Zhong Jinxian said somewhat speechlessly.

    Meng Zitao was originally wondering if he had seen such a thing somewhere. After being reminded by Zhong Jinxian, he recalled it and found that it was really a bottle of 'Pei Gong Liquor'. This bottle had won the gold medal for decoration design that year. It was antique and stylish.  Ruo Zhong Ding is indeed more beautiful, but when he used it as a Song bottle, he was really drunk.

    "What's the bottle of 'Pegong Wine'?" Song Cheng asked stupidly.

    Song Peng scolded: "Idiot, you will know what it is when you buy some Peigong wine."

    Song Cheng said in disbelief: "Isn't it possible?"

    "Hey, believe it or not." Song Peng chuckled: "With your IQ, you still want to do antique business, and you still help others count the money after being sold!"

    Song Cheng finally panicked: "No, no, how could I be deceived? Look at this jade pendant, this agate bracelet, and this bloodstone seal, how could it be fake?"

    At this time, Zhong Jinxian said again: "Look at your own hands."

    "What's wrong?" Song Cheng looked at his hands, and they felt a little green no matter how he looked at them.

    Song Peng said calmly: "Look at your agate bracelet, how much dye has it been dyed?"

    Song Cheng picked up the agate bracelet again, and then found out awkwardlyAlthough the official kilns had stopped at that time, why could they still produce such fine products? It was because at that time, stimulated by a large number of export orders, the styles of blue and white porcelain were in full bloom. The folk kilns that had been influenced by the official kilns were now free of  After hundreds of years of spiritual restraint, it gradually moved away from the official kiln blueprint that it had relied on for a long time, and made great innovations.

    For example, at that time, prosperous Jiangnan merchants and idle literati stepped forward to replace the royal family as the new patrons of the porcelain capital, and they began to order large quantities of porcelain.

    At that time, Mi Wanzhong (Shi Yin), a descendant of Mi Fu, established Zhan Garden, Man Garden and Shaoyuan in the capital, which were known as the "Mi family's three gardens".  For decoration and home furnishings, Mi Wanzhong ordered a large number of porcelain in the porcelain capital.

    Literati must have their own preferences and quirks.  Paintings without poetry can only be used for decoration. The paintings are good but without poetry. Tianqi Porcelain pioneered poetry and painting decoration in the porcelain capital.  Although ancient kilns such as Cizhou Kiln had porcelain with poems (strictly speaking limericks and the like) as early as the Tang Dynasty, porcelain from the Porcelain Capital did not begin to appear until the Tianqi Dynasty. From then on, the porcelain from the Porcelain Capital became poetic and artistic.  decorate.

    Common phrases on porcelain include "The sun rises high," "A flower heralds spring," and "The shadows are clear under the moon, and good news is sent to the front."  There are also "Looking for a peach garden to avoid the Qin Dynasty, and the peach blossoms will see spring again", "It must be noted that the beauty begins on the ninth day" and several famous poems from that year: "After going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun and six or seven terraces.  "Eighty or ninety flowers" and so on, the lively and lively interest comes to life.

    This blue and white goblet must have been influenced by this. Its round belly follows the shape of the four corners of the halberd, which is tough and exquisite.  The four sides of the upper part of the goblet are painted with blue and white travertine patterns of seasonal flowers, the four walls of the belly are decorated with folded branches and flowers holding "swastika" patterns, and the lower part is a picture of a grape harvest.

    The glaze on this vessel is white, the body is thick, and the blue and white are elegant and beautiful. The decorations bid farewell to the palace art patterns characterized by dragons and phoenixes, and are replaced by travertine flowers and grape fruits that reflect natural interest. It has a rich flavor of life and unrestrained brushwork.  It does not lose the childish spirit, making people feel fresh and pleasing to the eye.

    In addition, next to the flowers, there is a five-character quatrain, which when combined can be described as poetic and picturesque.

    Meng Zitao appreciated it bit by bit. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He felt that this blue and white goblet was so exquisite and perfect. It was worth even if it was sold for 10 million, not to mention 3 million.

    However, when Meng Zitao took out a magnifying glass and carefully appreciated the details of the grape harvest picture on the lower part of the blue and white goblet, he suddenly froze, and his expression also changed.

    Because this blue and white goblet made such a good impression on Meng Zitao, his emotions were somewhat expressive, so everyone was also affected to some extent.

    At first, when Brother Song Peng saw the intoxicated expression on Meng Zitao¡¯s face, they were a little surprised. Could this be a genuine product?

    Song Cheng also began to feel proud, and then he became even more happy, because if the things were genuine, he felt that even if there was not three million, there would still be one million, and he only spent a total of thirty thousand yuan on these things.  Didn¡¯t you just make a fortune?  Then he will announce to the world that he is not a waste!

    However, the sudden change in Meng Zitao's expression made Song Cheng's mood hit the bottom again, and he kept praying to God in his heart not to let him down.

    Nearly twenty minutes passed before Meng Zitao raised his head again. Before he could speak, Song Chengcheng asked: "Brother, please give me a quick confirmation. Is this thing right?"

    Out of various considerations, Meng Zitao told the truth: "It's a bit evil."

    "What do you mean, can you make it clearer?" Song Cheng looked a little impatient.

    Song Peng said: "That is to say, there is something wrong with this thing!"

    Song Cheng was anxious: "There's a problem, what's the problem? Did you see it wrong?"

    At the end of the sentence, Song Cheng suddenly felt stupid. Meng Zitao was only in his early twenties. How good his eyesight could be at such a young age?  When he thought about it, he felt much better.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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