The pastel bell that Huo Sining took out was the same bell imitation Yongzheng porcelain statue that he got in City C before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"In September last year, there was a big event in the Taicheng Museum, a secret color porcelain of the Yue kiln that was listed as the treasure of the town hall, I don't know who gave it to the bag, the secret color porcelain bowl that dropped the bag, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and the workmanship is very exquisite, but then after several of our experts appraisal, it was determined that the thing was an imitation. ”

After several investigations, the genuine product was finally recovered, but the fake secret color porcelain attracted the attention of the Cultural Relics Bureau. ”

"If there is anything special about the secret color porcelain, it is that on the stamp of that porcelain bowl, there is a very hidden simplified clock character written with a special substance. ”

Huo Sining told the story of the Yue kiln porcelain bowl being dropped, and sure enough, when "Zhong Fang" was mentioned, Mrs. Yan's face changed instantly.

"After that, we have been trying to find a way to investigate the origin of Zhong Fang, but unfortunately, there is too little news to be obtained, and the origin of Zhong Fang has not been found, but several Zhong Fang antiques have been found, and this Ping An Rattle is one of them. ”

Speaking of this, Huo Sining raised his head and looked at Old Lady Yan, and said seriously:

"Old lady, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, I found you here, it was completely by mistake, and I don't know what connection you have with this old ghost Zhong, but what I want to tell you is that if it's real, it can't be fake, and if it's fake, it can't be true, no matter how similar things are, they will always show flaws, and sooner or later people will catch the handle." ”

Old Lady Yan lowered her head and looked at the rattle on the coffee table, especially the magpie on the rattle, and looked at it for a long time.

Her eyes changed several times, and she was silent for a long time, and finally, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "The person you are looking for does have something to do with me, he is my brother." ”

Huo Sining was stunned for a moment, and Zhou Shitao on the side also raised his head suddenly, and both of them looked at Mrs. Yan in unison, their eyes full of surprise and incomprehension.

Old Madam Yan smiled bitterly and continued: "Actually, Miss Huo, this person once made a thing, and you have seen this thing. ”

Huo Sining couldn't help but show a blank look on his face: "I've seen it?"

"It's the tortoiseshell folding fan that my grandson sent to your shop to pawn. ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Yan took out a rectangular brocade box from a cabinet behind her, took out the folding fan in the brocade box, and slowly unfolded it, revealing the landscape painting on the fan, as well as the inscription on the fan: I met Brother Jiezhi at the beginning of the summer of the year.

Behind the inscription, there is also a red seal, and there are four words in the seal: Zhong Gudaoren.

This fan was one of the objects that Mrs. Yan's grandson secretly sent to the Treasure Pavilion for pawn, but later Mrs. Yan came to the door and exchanged the tortoiseshell folding fan with a Xuande furnace, a strange "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and a cold light source bead as conditions.

At that time, Huo Sining also saw the appearance of this folding fan, and even saw the paintings and inscriptions in the folding fan, because the folding fan was not an antique, so Huo Sining didn't care much, seeing that the old lady insisted on taking the folding fan back, Huo Sining was not easy to force, so he agreed to Mrs. Yan's request.

But at this moment, she followed the address on the card to Yan's house, and when she saw the words "Zhong Gudaoren" on the folding fan, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and her eyes widened subconsciously.

"You guessed it right, Zhong Gudao is the old ghost Zhong you are looking for. This folding fan was made by him. ”

Mrs. Yan was playing with the folding fan in her hand, and she looked very nostalgic:

"My surname is Zhong, and my ancestors are from Changnan and have lived in Changnan for generations. I have an older brother, he is very smart, very talented, when I was young, I used to worship a master as a teacher, learn antique making, because my family itself is a family of collectors, plus my brother is extraordinary, so he has developed a supernatural ability, can make antiques old and make them no different from the real thing, almost to the point of being fake. ”

"My husband also likes to collect, and I talked to my brother very well, and the two were like-minded and hit it off at first sight, because my husband liked tortoiseshell products, so in 1953, my brother made this folding fan for my husband and gave it to him after accidentally getting a piece of the best tortoiseshell. ”

Huo Sining was stunned when he heard this: "Then this Mr. Zhong ......"

Without waiting for Huo Sining to ask the confusion in his heart, Mrs. Yan continued: "Because my brother's old craftsmanship is superb, he also got another name, in Changnan, many people called him an old ghost at that time, referring to his ghostly skills. ”

"It's just that having such a skill is not necessarily a good thing, because my brother's craft has been passed on by many people, and it soon caused a lot of trouble, and some people even forced my brother to commit it in the following three indiscriminate ways, so that he violated the principles to make fake cultural relics. ”

"My brother refused to compromise, and something happened, and my brother had a little daughter, who was only seven years old at the time, and was one of his favorite children, because he refused to help people cheat, and as a result, my little niece was kidnapped and killed by some crazy people. ”

"As soon as my little niece died, my brother was also disheartened, and after my little niece was buried and buried, my brother seemed to have evaporated from the world and could never be found again. ”

Speaking of this, Old Lady Yan's face was indescribably painful and sad, she looked at the rattle in front of Huo Sining's eyes, and said affirmatively:

"My brother does have a habit of leaving an inner seal of the simplified character 'bell' on every imitation he makes, so as to distinguish the genuine from the fake, but my brother was warned by his master, that is, he must not use his craftsmanship to harm the world, so I can be sure that the few museum cases you are talking about are not his handiwork!"

"Although I don't know where you know that I have a relationship with Old Ghost Zhong, I also want to make it clear to you that although my family and I have been searching for my brother's traces for all these years, we have been searching for decades and still have no results. ”

"After so many years, even if my brother is still alive, he is still eighty or ninety years old, if he really wants to do these things, he will do them when he is young, instead of waiting until now, my little niece will die because of this, if he really does such a thing, his conscience will also be condemned, so I am sure that the old ghost Zhong you are looking for should be someone else. (To be continued.) )