Chapter 43 True and False Porcelain Bowls

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand to stop Xie Xiaolong, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen anything, how can I say that I will pay for it." ”

If this word of compensation is spoken, they will not be able to take care of it wherever it is, Zhao Yang knew it, so he hurriedly interrupted Xie Xiaolong's words.

He squatted on the ground, picked up the broken bowl on the ground, looked at it carefully for a while, and nodded slightly: "When the Ming Dynasty was in its prime, the Jingdezhen porcelain kiln almost occupied the entire country's market. ”

After hearing this, the stall owner nodded with great satisfaction: "Young man, I see that you are also a knowledgeable person, so you can tell me, how much is this thing worth." ”

Zhao Yang smiled and said, "I haven't finished yet." ”

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the bowl was mostly made of stone green, the blank space and the pattern were very beautiful, and the characteristics of the bowl in the Ming Dynasty were very distinct, whether it was a collection or simply an ornament is a good choice. ”

"I don't think this bowl should be sold for 50,000 yuan, and there are a lot of people who want to sell the real product for 100,000 yuan. ”

The stall owner laughed and said directly: "Look, this young man is indeed a sensible person, not bad, I did plan to sell 100,000 yuan." ”

The little girl almost fainted with fright when she heard this, Xie Xiaolong was also a little confused, didn't Brother Yang help the little girl go, why did he add 50,000 to others.

The people around shook their heads, it seemed that this little girl was definitely going to lose money.

"This young man is too bad-eyed, how can he talk like that. ”

"That's it, if you don't help, forget it, and go up to make a mess, really. ”

Several people shook their heads, all of them a little overwhelmed, but no one went up to interject.

The stall owner looked at the two little girls with disdain and said: "Look, I said that 50,000 yuan is the price of conscience, and you really can't make any money for it, okay, you give me 50,000 yuan today, you can also take this broken bowl, mend it, and sell it to make some money, and you can't lose much." ”

"One is going to make up the money, and the other is for me to stay here!" said the stall owner with a smile and a wave of his hand.

The little girl who was standing was a little anxious, she was busy preparing to speak, but was stopped by Zhao Yang.

"How can you be obedient and listen to half of it? Zhao Yang said with a smile: "I mean, if it's genuine, it's not more than 100,000, but this thing of yours is a real fake." ”

The stall owner's face changed, and he said angrily: "Young man, you have to talk about evidence when you speak, don't just open your mouth to come if you are a real or fake." ”

"If you say I'm a fake, then you have to have proof, right?"

Zhao Yang smiled slightly: "Evidence, isn't the evidence in front of you and me?"

Everyone was a little puzzled, and the stall owner squinted his eyes and said: "Young man, you look for it, as long as you can find it, I don't have to pay for this bowl, not only do I not have to lose money, but I also kowtow to you to admit my mistake!"

"If this bowl is fake, of course you don't have to pay for it. Zhao Yang said with a smile: "Not only do I not have to lose money, but I also have to sue you for extortion." ”

"If I can judge the truth with just one mouth, I would have become a rich man a long time ago, if you have the ability, you will find out the fake place for me!" The stall owner was also furious, holding his shoulders and glaring at Zhao Yang viciously.

Zhao Yang just wanted to stretch out his hand, but the stall owner directly grabbed his arm, and said with a sneer: "But let's talk in advance, what if you can't find evidence?"

Zhao Yang smiled slightly: "Then I will compensate you according to the price of the real product, 100,000!"

"Okay!" the stall owner let go of his hand, "Then I'll see how you judge the truth from the fake!"

Just in case, Zhao Yang swept it with his eyes again and confirmed whether this thing was a real fake, or an imitation unearthed in the last month.

"Porcelain in the late Ming Dynasty was very popular, almost everywhere in the past, because there were too many, so imitations were also very easy, in recent years it has emerged in an endless stream, and it is worthless over time, but after this thing is worthless, they began to study the process is more complex, more rare. ”

"The bowl is very finely made, and at least on the surface, there are really no flaws. Zhao Yang praised sincerely.

The stall owner smiled slightly, and his expression looked like he was winning.

But Zhao Yang then shook his head: "It's a pity that this thing is too perfect, you must know that although the production process at that time was complicated, it was far less sophisticated than it is now, and it is almost impossible to have this kind of flawless porcelain that is not a tribute." ”

"Hehe, you also said almost, then it proves that it is still possible. The stall owner said calmly: "Don't think that you haven't seen it and think that he is fake, you don't think it doesn't exist if you haven't seen it, have you seen oxygen?

"You're right, I really can't refute this, but there is one point that you are negligent, but all old objects, whether porcelain, jade, wood or bronze, ivory carving, even calligraphy and painting, and stele tuo have pulp. ”

"Not bad!" said the stall owner with a smile, "Don't I have this?

"Hehe, of course you have this, but your pulp is neither left after human hand-playing, nor is it formed by natural oxidation over the years, your thing is obviously formed after infection, plus cowhide polishing. ”

The stall owner's face froze, and he said coldly: "You can't say what this thing is, you can prove it to me." ”

"Hehe, the method of proof is also very simple. Zhao Yang smiled and looked like a stall owner who was already a little weak-hearted.

"The bottom of this bowl is the place where people touch the most, and it's also a place that people tend to overlook, usually the pulp here is brighter, but look at this bowl!"

Saying that, Zhao Yang directly turned over the bottom of the bowl and showed it to everyone.

Everyone was surprised to find that the brightness of this bowl was actually the same.

Zhao Yang smiled and said: "This bowl of pulp is evenly packed, and it is clearly artificially polished, isn't this fake?"

The stall owner deliberately avoided Zhao Yang's gaze, and said weakly: "What's the matter! What's the matter, hey, the uniform pulp is fake?

"Are you still hard-mouthed?" Zhao Yang smiled slightly, and directly showed the section of the bowl to the stall owner.

"Take a closer look at this section, you don't have to worry about fakes, it's okay to fool the little girl like this, let the discerning person see it, I'm afraid I won't break my legs and feet. ”

The stall owner was stunned when he looked at the section, he lowered his head and was silent.

But everyone stopped, and some people stood up and said directly: "You have said everything, can't you prove anything by the pulp alone!"

"That's it, someone deliberately disagreed, can you come up with any evidence?"

Zhao Yang was not in a hurry or annoyed, but just smiled and showed the porcelain bowl section to everyone.

He said aloud: "This bowl is made of porcelain powder, and this kind of thing is the most unscathed, let alone broken, and it will break if you get it with a strong hand!

As he spoke, he directly broke it with his hand, and the porcelain bowl actually shattered in half with a click.

The crowd fell silent in an instant.

Zhao Yang directly threw the porcelain bowl on the ground, and said coldly: "This bowl has been soaked in oil, and after drying it, hold it in your hand, if you don't pay attention to it, it will slip off, and it will definitely break if it falls on the ground, and the little white hand is not fine, and it will be 100% hit!"

"It's so immoral!" everyone was furious.

Whoever does this business doesn't come up from Xiaobai, this is obviously bullying other little girls who don't understand anything.

The evidence was clear, and everyone instantly began to condemn the stall owner in a one-sided manner, and the stall owner lowered his head, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead.

Zhao Yang wiped his hands and said with a smile, "Do you remember what you said?"

The stall owner's body trembled, and angry shouts rang out from the people around him.

"Kowtow, admit your mistakes! Kowtow and admit your mistakes!"

He slowly bent his body down, and knelt on the ground with a 'bang' on his knees, his expression was very embarrassed at this time, but he had to say that he put his forehead on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used brittle porcelain to trick the little girl. ”

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and dragged the little girl on the ground up, and said with a smile: "The person you should admit is not me, it's her!"

The stall owner gritted his teeth and knocked his head down again.

Seeing that the stall owner was quite sincere, this made Zhao Yang more satisfied, and he said to the girl with a smile: "It's your business whether to sue him for extortion or not." ”

"It's fine. The girl looked a little tired, she shook her head and said, "Forget it." ”

Zhao Yang secretly admired the girl's generosity in his heart, you must know that as soon as this matter is made public, the stall owner is afraid that there will be no way to mix in the antique market, and even said that it will be difficult to eat this meal in the future.

"Thank you so much. The girl and her friend bowed heartily in thanks.

"If it weren't for you, we would have been cheated out of a lot of money. ”

Xie Xiaolong stood behind and watched, his face was a little unhappy, of course it was not jealousy, but envy.

"It's okay, it's all trivial. Zhao Yang said with a smile: "And it's not all my idea to help you, if it weren't for my brother's support, I wouldn't be so calm." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xie Xiaolong.

The two little girls thanked Xie Xiaolong again.

Xie Xiaolong's happy snot bubbles were about to come out, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Alright, let's leave it at that. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

The two little girls nodded, who knew that as soon as they took a step, the girl who was helped up by Zhao Yang before was actually numb because she had been squatting for too long, and her left foot mixed with her right foot for a while, and she fell straight out.

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up, he stepped forward, and instantly stretched out his hand to stop the girl, which did not let her fall.

But this put the two of them in a very awkward position, and the girl's face turned red.

Zhao Yang hurriedly helped her up again, and knew that the little girl's legs could no longer stand, and she fell into Zhao Yang's arms again.

The little girl was about to cry when she saw her expression, and the female classmate next to her hurriedly dragged her up and hugged her in her arms.