The kiln is one of the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty, also known as the Jun kiln or Junzhou kiln, the kiln site is located in Yuzhou City, South Province, because the ancient Yuzhou was under the jurisdiction of Junzhou, so it is called Jun kiln. Jun kiln was created in the Tang Dynasty, flourished in the Northern Song Dynasty, and then the three generations of official kilns of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties were imitated, but the best quality Jun porcelain is still Song Jun, which is

Jun porcelain Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties burned, different generations have their own tricks. Song Jun's fetus is the best, and the yuan difference is fine and charming. Yuanjun tires are thick and sandy, and Qingjun fine tires are rough.

The fine porcelain of Jun kiln has not been handed down much, and it has been an extremely precious collection throughout the ages. The ancients once wrote poems to praise Jun porcelain, green as the first birthday of spring, red as the morning glow when it is about to rise; the sky is full of smoke and stars, and the sunset is purple and green. There are also folk proverbs such as "even if there is a family property, it is not as good as a piece of Jun porcelain" and "gold is priceless and priceless". At Sotheby's Hong Kong Spring Auction in May 2002, a Yuanjun kiln sky blue sunflower pot and pot holder was sold for RMB 10,000.

The slag bucket in Tang Feng's hand is delicate and moist, dense and soft, fat and transparent, full and elegant, which is the characteristics of Jun kiln in the Song Dynasty. According to the market trend, the value of the Jun kiln in the Song Dynasty is much higher than that of the Jun kiln in the Yuan Dynasty. If nothing else, the value of this Song Jun kiln two-color slag bucket will be more than 10 million, which is a conservative estimate of the overall market of Song Wuyao in a downturn.

The reason for the high value of Jun porcelain is related to its characteristics, the firing difficulty of Jun porcelain is extremely high, and there is a saying that "ten kilns and nine are not successful". After firing, the color of Jun porcelain is natural, endlessly changing, as the so-called "into the kiln one color, out of the kiln ten thousand colors", therefore, there is absolutely no identical two pieces of Jun porcelain in the world, this is the folk spread of "Jun Wushuang". Because Jun Wushuang implies the meaning of "Jun Wushuang", the firing of official kiln Jun porcelain is listed as a royal treasure, exclusive to the court and strictly forbidden to the people.

The vast majority of ancient porcelain does not have an age, and its identification is a complex and cumbersome process, in contrast, the speed of Tang Feng is already very fast. Sure it's Song Jun, and then it's time to judge whether it's Guan Jun or Min Jun, this thin middle-aged man's ghostly appearance made Tang Feng very worried about the origin of this thing, and he asked him, "Where did you get this thing?"

The thin middle-aged man said with a serious face: "This is our family's ancestor. As soon as he said this, Tang Feng's question mark immediately turned into an exclamation mark, how could it be? How do you see how this guy doesn't look like a person from an official family, this is no longer a string of seedlings, it is simply a genetic mutation, if it is really a family heirloom, how can he not get it here to make a move. Tang Feng asked him again, "The ancestral heirloom also needs to have a time, right?"

"That's a long way to say, this is a treasure that my late grandfather got during the Republic of China.

The thin middle-aged man told the story of his grandfather, the middle-aged man's surname was Xue, and his grandfather was Lao Xue. In the thirtieth year of the Republic of China, Lao Xue is already in his thirties, this year's Qingming Festival, Lao Xue went to the ancestral grave to pay tribute to his grandfather, his head knocked off, and the wine was spilled, Lao Xue took out the paper money and prepared to burn it for the ancestors.

Not to mention how strange the cemetery is, this moment will shake Lao Xue away, so, he looked at it, and he didn't know which family's ancestral grave this was, there was also a tribute in front of the grave, this family was enough to pick the door, reluctant to spend money for the ancestors, the tribute was two shriveled nests and thin middle-aged people continued: "Hey, these are not the key, although our old Xue family has lived a little cold, but it will not be with the dead to grab the nest head to eat, but this thing with the nest head is famous, no, it's right in front of you." ”

Tang Feng glanced at the slag bucket of the kiln in his hand. I didn't feel uncomfortable. is also born into a family of tomb robbers. You're going to change someone else. I had to curse that old Xue. Did he do it? Tang Feng then asked, "What about later?"

The thin middle-aged man has to wash away some charges for his grandfather Lao Xue. He went on to tell the story. Lao Xue's heartbeat at that time. He looked up to the heavens and looked at the grave. Finally, look at the slag hopper that has been in your hand. Gotcha. I don't know which one is a loser again. There are eyes that do not know gold and jade. Throw the good things in front of the grave. If Lao Xue doesn't pick it up, it's stupid. Isn't this tantamount to the destruction of heavenly things? Since God has arranged it this way. That means to him, once people are greedy. Any reason can be found. Lao Xue took the slag bucket and left without looking back. As soon as he walked through the graveyard. Walk into a grove. Suddenly. A cloudy wind swept by. The leaves are rattling. A few pieces of paper money flickered in the wind. Just don't leave Lao Xuedi. Lao Xue fought a cold war for no reason. No way. And this is starting to be haunted?

Then. A piece of paper money blows in the wind. Lao Xue trembled. Finished. This time it shocked people to go underground to the ancestors. He just took away the treasures of other people's land. People don't come to greet him every night? But no matter how you do, you can't get along with ghosts. Don't touch yourself. Give it back to others. Be a thief, and the old Xue Ma is in a hurry

Grave head. Put the slag hopper back in. I also said a few apologies for disturbing your repair. Afterwards. He turned around and walked away. But I didn't take a few steps. Lao Xue felt a little unable to walk. Will he be willing? If he misses this treasure like this. There was no rest of his land left in his life. It's all regret. Then. A flash of inspiration crossed his mind. I thought of a way. You can't hold it. Isn't it possible to buy it away? Money can make the devil grind

"Stop!" Tang Feng immediately interrupted the middle-aged man's speech. He said, "So." Your grandfather burned the paper money that should have been burned to his ancestors. Don't forget to knock a few times. At the end, I have to explain a few words. Predecessor. There are many offenses in late life. You take the money and spend it first. I'll burn paper money for you every year."

"Ugh. How do you know the ground?" the thin middle-aged man's mouth opened wide. As soon as I wasn't careful, I jumped out of my heart.

Tang Feng said angrily: "Uncle, you are out, what kind of old yellow calendar and old dog's blood are here, you still turn it out, if you really want to do that, everyone must not sharpen their heads and run to the cemetery, and the current liars don't use this kind of rhetoric for a long time." "This Song Wuyao, he is not a thing, yesterday Tang Feng also met a liar who dug out a big pit at home.

In these years, the scammers in the antique shop have done everything, some say that they take other people's dead weapons, some say that they are unearthed, some say that they rob tombs, and in a few years they should say that they are taken back through the crossing.

Nowadays, there are roughly two types of crooks in antique shops, one is the romance and graceful school, this kind of story to be made up is poignant and moving, lingering and compassionate, and can move China until it can be moved. The other is the fantasy weird school, this kind of story has to be made up bizarre and mysterious, and it is necessary to catch up with the fantasy of **.

"Hey!" the thin middle-aged man patted his head and said, "This is all taught to me, saying that this set of stories can make people believe, unexpectedly, the first time I played it." Let me be honest with you, I bought this thing from a foreign vendor in Beijing Antique City a few days ago, saying that it was Song Junmin's kiln. Later, I don't know why, that guy entered the game, I'm thinking about it, this thing is tricky, or hurry up and get rid of it. ”

Tang Feng won't believe this guy's nonsense, this guy's ability to make up stories is comparable to any Internet writer, the reason why he spent so much time with this guy is nothing more than to see that this thing is good, since he said that it is Song Jun Minyao, then follow him, Tang Feng said: "This thing is a little wrong, the things of the folk kiln must be circulated among the people, and the quality should not be so good." "There are two sides to everything, it depends on what you say, and something too good is also a reason to bargain.

"Look at what you said, if this wasn't a fine product of the folk kiln, I wouldn't have sold it here, wouldn't I?" said the thin middle-aged man: "I don't take you for a penny, and I won't charge you a thousand." ”

There are more eye-catching things in the antique shop, but eye-catching and leak-picking are twin brothers, and there are eye-catching and leak-picking, which complement each other. Tang Feng asked, "What's the price of this thing?"

As soon as he heard that Tang Feng intended to buy it, the thin middle-aged man finally breathed a sigh of relief, this kid in front of him was too shrewd and cunning, and he couldn't come back if he continued to say this, he said: "One price, 00,000!"

"Don't come to the vain, Song Junmin's kiln is not at this price at all.

Tang Feng scoffed at the other party's offer, and he said, "You better come directly to the selling price." ”

"This is already the real price, and there is not much less, or else" The thin middle-aged man asked Tang Fengdao: "Can you give a price?"

"1!" Tang Feng's counteroffer is really dark enough, it has shrunk a thousand times at once, no way, this is the accumulated experience of countless buyers, if you directly bargain for 90,000, people will immediately agree, you have to die to say less.

"You don't even bother to buy it. The thin middle-aged man was deflated all of a sudden, and he took the slag bucket in Tang Feng's hand and prepared to put it in his bag.

Okay?" Tang Feng looked like a small business, he said: "I can't afford it anymore, and my family doesn't eat or drink in January, and the salary is so much!"

The thin middle-aged man wrapped the slag hopper layer by layer with newspaper, and while wrapping it, he said to Tang Feng: "I said young man, this is not a joke. In this case, if you want to buy it, I will say the real price, 50,000 yuan! ”

Messing around, I finally took out the real price of this guy, Tang Feng said: "You are really me, the last price, block." ”

The thin middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Then we won't have a chance, next time!"

"Alas. Tang Feng shook his head and sighed, and said, "Then we really don't have a chance." "The bargaining of the antique shop is also a kind of fun, and people worth tens of millions can talk to you for half a day for ten thousand dollars.