Shen Ge suddenly said seriously, "I'm thanking you again, and I'm inviting you to dinner, and I haven't said anything about you since the last time we met, right?"

Yu Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was smiling.

"Well, I officially apologize for the bad comments I made about you before!"

"That's pretty much it, you can take a look. ”

"You can really pretend. When it comes to Mansheng pots, you obviously have a light in your eyes, so you have to take me for a while. If I don't follow you, won't you be able to ride a tiger?"

"Well, you did well today. Yu Yao finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "What's so difficult about this? I'll call Shen Lao myself when you leave." ”

"I almost didn't want you to get away with it, and I don't know how I changed my mind. Shen Ge shook his head, "Maybe in comparison, the owner of the Mansheng pot is even more annoying." ”

Yu Yao couldn't cry or laugh, "You really can, when I agree, it's an ugly sentence." ”

Shen Ge couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle, then picked up his mobile phone and called Shen Chongyuan, saying that he happened to be having dinner with Yu Yao, and he talked about it.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ge told Yu Yao that he could make an appointment with that person in the afternoon, but if he couldn't make a decision this time, it would be a bit of a drop.

"What's the matter? If you can't set it, you can consider the price again. Eight million, how can he find a buyer so easily?"

"I mean, can you make the final decision?"

"What do you think?"

Shen Ge bit his lip, "Your eyesight is indeed quite good, I really believe it." ”

"I love to hear that. ”

Shen Chongyuan lives in the villa area by the river, not far from the place to eat, Shen Ge drove and arrived in less than a quarter of an hour.

"You don't have to go to work in the afternoon?" got out of the car at the gate of Shen Chongyuan's villa, Yu Yao asked casually.

"The main thing is to arrange the exhibition, the porcelain miscellaneous department will be finished in the morning, and there will be a meeting in the evening, and it happens to be fine in the afternoon. ”

As he was talking, Shen Chongyuan came out of the door, "Xiaoyu, welcome." ”

Yu Yao patted his head, "Oh, Elder Shen, I came in a hurry, I forgot to prepare a gift." ”

"What's the matter, please come in!"

The living room was seated, the tea was already cooked on the coffee table, and the nanny came over with a plate of dried fruits and put it down.

Yu Yao saw that there was also a purple clay pot on the coffee table alone, which was obviously not the same as the tea set for cooking tea, but there was also the fragrance of tea inside.

Shen Ge poured a cup of tea for Yu Yao and himself. And Shen Chongyuan picked up the purple clay pot and took a sip directly at the spout.

Yu Yao looked at the purple clay pot in Shen Chongyuan's hand.

This is a bamboo drum pot, the body of the pot is like a drum, the spout, the handle, and the lid button are all in the shape of bamboo branches, and there are a few bamboo leaves pasted on the lid. The ampulla was slightly constricted, and there were inscriptions and patterns engraved on it, but Yu Yao couldn't see it clearly.

This bamboo drum pot is made of clay. Duan mud, also known as group mud, is a symbiotic mineral soil of purple mud and green mud, the color is not like the more common purple mud and vermilion mud, it is a similar beige, and slightly gray color.

Judging from the pulp, this pot should have a history of about 100 years.

"Old Shen, this bamboo drum pot in your hand is also the work of a famous artist in the Republic of China!" Yu Yao said.

"Good eyesight!" Shen Chongyuan laughed, and then put down the bamboo drum pot in his hand, "Take a look." ”

Yu Yao thought to himself, it seems that Shen Chongyuan still wants to try himself first. After all, in front of him, he had not shown his eyesight in the purple clay pot.

Yu Yao picked it up carefully, raised it high and looked at the inscription on the bottom of the pot, which was a square seal character: Tiehuaxuan.

After putting it down, I picked up the lid again, and looked at the inscription on the lid, which was a two-character regular script rectangular seal: Dasheng.

By the way, Yu Yao looked at the ampullary inscriptions and patterns that he hadn't seen clearly before.

The inscription is a line of grass: fragrant tea is like a beauty, not in vain. The pattern is mountain stone weed.

However, the inscriptions and motifs on the ampulla are not signed. From the composition, perhaps in order not to spoil the overall beauty of the inscriptions and patterns.

Yu Yao was very fast, and they fell and glanced at each other, but it was only a dozen seconds, "Shen Lao, this is the genuine Fan Dasheng product from the iron painting during the Republic of China." However, the pot inscription is not signed, and I think it looks like Rao Shouchuan's knife brushwork. ”

Fan Dasheng, who lived from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, was a generation of purple sand masters. Just such a bamboo drum pot, to say the least, it costs hundreds of thousands. It's still a bit extravagant to drink tea directly.

Tiehuaxuan, a well-known purple sand business during the Republic of China, hired a lot of purple sand technicians to make pots, and then sold them profitably. Among them, there are many famous artists, and Fan Dasheng is one of the pot-making technicians who have been hired. The pot inscription that Yu Yao said is like Rao Shouchuan's knife technique, and Rao Shouchuan is also a pottery carving technician hired by Tiehuaxuan.

Although Shen Chongyuan had been mentally prepared, he was still stunned, and he felt like his throat was tight and he couldn't speak.

Yu Yao's ability to come shows that he must have the eyesight on the purple clay pot, and it can be seen that it is Fan Dasheng's genuine product, which also proves this. But the problem is that the ampullary inscription and pattern are not signed, and he can still tell that it was engraved by Rao Shouchuan?!

Rao Shouchuan is much less famous than Fan Dasheng, because his skills are mainly in pottery carving, not pot making. It is too difficult to determine that it is Rao Shouchuan's knife work without signing it, unless you have seen a large number of his inscriptions. If you have even seen a lot of inscriptions of Rao Shouchuan, which is not very famous, how many other famous artists have to see?

Shen Chongyuan knew that it was engraved by Rao Shouchuan, because this pot was inherited in an orderly manner, and there was a detailed introduction when it came. This pot belonged to his friend of Huhai, and his father personally purchased it in Tiehuaxuan, so he knew it in detail. Ten years ago, Shen Chongyuan exchanged a piece of porcelain with a friend.

But Yu Yao definitely doesn't know!

For a while, Shen Chongyuan felt that his three views had been impacted, and there were still antique categories that Yu Yao didn't understand? The key was that he was too young!

As soon as Shen Ge saw Shen Chongyuan's state, he knew that Yu Yao had scored exactly what he said, and couldn't help but shout, "Grandpa!"

"Oh!" Shen Chongyuan came back to his senses, "Xiao Yu, the purple clay pot is a special category of pottery, I didn't really start studying it until I was fifty years old, but now the time is not short." When did you first get involved?"

"It's not long, but I've studied Tiehuaxuan intensively. Yu Yao brushed it over and asked, "Elder Shen, do you know the origin of that Mansheng pot?"

Shen Chongyuan coughed lightly, "I have a friend in Huhai who is good at purple clay pots, and he has passed away." The owner of the goods this time is his nephew, who once studied with him and is a purple clay pot merchant. However, this purple clay pot is definitely not my friend's, his nephew said that it was an overseas return, a customer bought it from a foreign antique store, and then he received it. ”

Yu Yao nodded, "When is he coming?"

Shen Chongyuan looked at the time, "It should have arrived." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.