"Gu Jingzhou! Old Han, you're going to send it, even if it's just an imitation, it's worth a lot of money, right? Tell me, how much did you spend to get this purple clay pot?"

Many people present cast envious glances at the owner of the purple clay pot, and no one would be too little to pick up treasures.

"It's not much, it's 100,000 yuan. ”

The owner of the purple clay pot is also very proud, and when this appraisal result comes out, he definitely makes a lot of money.

Gu Jingzhou has a very high status in the production of purple clay pots, and his achievements in pot art are extremely high, with exquisite skills and a wide range of materials, and he can be said to be the most accomplished one of the modern potters, and his reputation can be compared to Shi Dabin in the Ming Dynasty.

His works are very distinctive, the overall shape is simple and elegant, the shape is strong and rigorous, the lines are smooth and harmonious, elegant and meaningless, exudes strong oriental art characteristics, the utensils made are vulgar and elegant, and the demeanor is varied, which can be called "the masterpiece of purple art, the wind of brushing a generation of delicate and complicated", and is praised as "the master of pot art" by experts in the art world at home and abroad.

The number of purple clay pots made by Gu Jingzhou in his life is not very large, and he sometimes makes a batch of pots for several years, all of which require high quality. Moreover, it may be due to the influence of his predecessors, he, like Shi Dabin, has to destroy the purple clay pot that he is not satisfied with. Therefore, the price of his works is more than hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan.

In the 80s of the last century, the auction price of Master Gu Jingzhou's works on the Xiangjiang side was as high as more than 600,000 yuan, and now, the price of almost every purple clay pot is more than 1 million.

Moreover, Gu Lao has passed away in the nineties of the last century, and the price of the purple clay pot he made is rising almost every year, which not only has collection value, but also increases in value, whether from a commercial or artistic point of view, it is worth investing.

The purple clay pot in front of me is still the work of a generation of grandmaster Shi Dabin, and it is not old, for most people, it may be a defect, but for others, it is more distinctive, if you encounter it, you will definitely be willing to spend a lot of money to get it.

The market in the antique world, everyone knows that after such a calculation, there is also a rough idea in mind. The price of this purple clay pot fluctuates relatively large, it should be between six or seven hundred thousand to one million, no matter how you calculate, at least one change of hands can earn more than 500,000 yuan, if you are not in a hurry to make a move, keep it yourself, and you can increase a lot of value in the future.

"Old Han, can't you get this purple clay pot out of your hand, how about transferring it to me?" someone asked on the spot.

"Yes, if you change hands, I am also very interested, in terms of price, I will definitely not treat you badly, everyone knows that my master and his old man have a preference for purple clay pots. Another man spoke.

"Damn, you're trying to rob me, and you're going to carry your master out, it's too much!"

"What can't you rob? It's so ugly! This is called fair competition! You don't allow others to bid?"

"Two, don't quarrel, I'm sorry, I also like this purple clay pot, and I don't plan to make a move for the time being. ”

Lao Han saw that the two of them were choking each other, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop them, don't wait to turn your face and really, it's not fun, although this situation usually doesn't happen.

Then, he turned to Zhao Tianming, took out a red envelope, and stuffed it into his hand: "This friend, thanks to you, can be identified so quickly." Be careful, not respectful, don't be prepared, don't be too little!"

Looking at the big red envelope handed over by the other party, Zhao Tianming was very surprised, but he was not hypocritical and accepted it directly. I didn't expect that one day, I would be able to receive the appraisal fee, or from my peers!

"This eyesight, it's really nothing to say, no wonder I can find such a good thing as a curium knife, this is hard power!"

It's not a talent to react, looking at Zhao Tianming, who was ignored, he almost forgot that he was the owner of the curium knife, this shot was really extraordinary!

"Why is the gap between people so big? He looks younger than me, right?"

"If you don't play with fancy things, and focus on antiques, sooner or later you will have this ability. ”

"Then don't suffocate me to death? Let's take it slowly, the coming day is long, what's the hurry!"

"Whoever has something good, hurry up and take it out, sharpen it, I'm still waiting to see the rarium knife!"

"Yes, yes, this is serious, hurry up!"

"You're going too far! We're here to communicate with each other and increase our knowledge, otherwise what would each of you bring an antique to do?"

……

In the midst of the noise, the exchange continued, and some of them, like the owner of the purple clay pot, couldn't see through it themselves, and brought it over for everyone to help verify the authenticity.

Zhao Tianming shot a few more times, and everyone's eyes on him became very different, and no one thought that he got the Kun Gong knife purely by luck.

The items everyone brought were almost displayed once, He Wenhui and Cui Zhanpeng and them, they had no ambition, and the things they brought were two ancient paintings and calligraphy, which were not bad, nor were they top-notch, maybe they were two people who went to shop together.

Soon it was Feng Qibo's turn, he was still mysterious before, saying that he had brought a good thing, but now he is silent, obviously he has no confidence, he can compare to the jade Buddha of the little fat man, how can he be in the limelight?

I just don't know, what is he carrying?

"What is it? Take it out and look at it? God is mysterious, like no one can see it. Liu Yunfei said to Feng Qibo, who was struggling.

"I bragged before, but now I'm afraid I don't dare to take it out, right? You didn't expect that Xie Xiaopang would get such a big jade Buddha here, right?"

He Wenhui said on the side, obviously, Feng Qibo even hid a few of their acquaintances, no wonder he would bury him.

"I don't dare to take it out, then open your dog's eyes and see clearly, what is called a thousand-year-old jade!"

Feng Qibo was said by these bastards to smoke above his head, took out a small brocade box and opened it, and a jade cicada about the size of a thumb appeared in front of everyone's eyes, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

I saw that jade cicada, at first glance, simple and simple, with a few knives, has outlined its charm, sharp and powerful, majestic atmosphere.

"This, if I'm not mistaken, this is Han Badao, right?" exclaimed the onlookers.

"Is it true?"

Many people began to wonder if this was one of those handicrafts on the street?

It's no wonder that they have this mentality, as long as they have an understanding of Han Badao, they will inevitably have this kind of suspicion.

Han Eight Knife, that is a unique feature of the Qin and Han dynasties, has long been lost, if it is true, it is really a thousand-year-old jade, Feng Qibo is not an exaggeration at all!