Sun Zhongyuan interfaced, "As far as I know, the Qibao burn that spread to China in the Ming Dynasty was not cheap at that time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut you are this is the late Qing Dynasty when a large number of products appeared, and it is wireless Shippo yaki. I don't know the exact market value, and I can only refer to the auction prices over the years. But this thing is also a masterpiece!"

"I see. The price is not high, so let's take it yourself!" "Boss Guan is a smart person, he knows the meaning when he hears it, but he seems very open-minded.

Before leaving, Boss Guan gave them a hotel card. This card is not an ordinary membership discount card, but an exclusive signature card, and you can sign the bill directly for free when you come to the store.

Sun Zhongyuan pushed twice, but he didn't push, so he accepted it, and he was not a grinder. Moreover, if you don't want to receive this group feeling, as long as you can't meet the boss Guan, isn't it easy to really spend money when you come?

When he went home, Sun Zhongyuan knocked on Li Qianqian's door again.

Li Qianqian opened the door quickly, but after opening it, he gave Sun Zhongyuan a blank look, "It's a big night, what are you going to hang out about?"

Since he and Li Qianqian made their minds clear, Sun Zhongyuan let go, although Li Qianqian had not yet agreed to him.

"I'm here to see you. I happened to be thirsty, begging for a glass of water!" Sun Zhongyuan closed the door with his hand.

Li Qianqian glanced at him, "Why are you always so lucky?"

Sun Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment, and then saw that on the coffee table, there was a handful of freshly squeezed juice, yellow and clear, so he directly found a cup and poured a cup, "Mango, not bad!"

"Jin Huangmang, who just came by express today, I'm about to drink it!" Li Qianqian also poured a glass.

Sun Zhongyuan stared at her neck and glanced at it, "The little boy Nanhong I gave you, didn't you wear it?"

"Who still wears a pendant at night?" Li Qianqian took a sip of mango juice, "By the way, I just have something to ask you." ”

"Look at it, you still think I'm fooling, aren't you still in trouble?" Sun Zhongyuan Meimei took a big sip, "I'm a timely rain." ”

Sun Zhongyuan said, put down the cup, and lay on Li Qianqian's lap.

"Get up!" Li Qianqian pushed his head, but didn't push.

"If you're tired today, you should be a good person. ”

"It smells of mutton, it's smoked to death!" Li Qianqian glared at him, but didn't continue to push, and then said, "I had an operation for a craniopharyngioma a while ago, and it was very successful. Today, the patient was discharged from the hospital, and the patient's family had to give me something. ”

Sun Zhongyuan laughed, "Don't you all receive red envelopes?

"Don't talk nonsense, I never accept red envelopes. The red envelopes were given by the family members before and after the operation, and they were all pushed by me. ”

"There are not many doctors like you these days. But what do you want?"

"Who said I wanted it? But later, when he came to get off work, Dr. Tian from our department took it and handed it to me, saying that he ran away because he was stuffed and didn't catch up. Li Qianqian said, "I said that I could retreat, but Dr. Tian said, it's just a small thing, why bother to take it seriously? If you want to retreat, you can retreat yourself! But the patients are gone, how can I retreat?"

Sun Zhongyuan thought for a moment, "What is it?"

"It was a purple clay pot, and the patient's family also said at that time, seeing that I love to drink tea, I expressed my heart. It looks like an antique, and the patient's son is a local tyrant and quite rich, so I asked you. ”

"Did you bring it back?"

"No, I can't tell you when I bring it back, I locked it in the office cabinet. If it hadn't been for the fact that our director was off work at the time, I would have turned it in. Li Qianqian said, picked up the phone, "I took a few photos, you can take a look." ”

Sun Zhongyuan smiled, "Why don't you just hand it in? Why do you want to take pictures? This is specially wanted for me to see!"

The word "specially" is particularly long.

"Don't stink. Originally, I was off work tomorrow, I just let you see, if it is very valuable, I will go to the hospital alone, if it is ordinary, then I will go to the hospital the day after tomorrow and turn it in. ”

"Okay, I'll take a look. Sun Zhongyuan picked up Li Qianqian's mobile phone. There are a lot of photos taken, which are more thorough.

After a few glances at the photo, Sun Zhongyuan's eyes suddenly changed!

Judging from the photo, this is an old purple clay pot. Well bar pot.

The body of the pot is engraved with the inscription of Lishu: Jijing bandit is deep, the bottle bandit is small, and the style drink is several, and it will always be good.

There is a seal on the bottom of the pot: Amanda Room. There is a small oval seal on the lid of the pot: Peng Nian.

"Mansheng pot?" Sun Zhongyuan couldn't help but cry out. The Amanda room is one of the typical styles of Mansheng pots.

"What's the matter? Is it very valuable? Is it over 10,000?" Li Qianqian hurriedly asked.

Sun Zhongyuan looked at her, "If it's true, the auction record of the Mansheng pot is more than five million." ”

"What?" Li Qianqian's eyes widened, "Such a small purple clay pot?"

"It has nothing to do with the size, your bathtub is big, and it's not very valuable. Sun Zhongyuan said with a smile, "Chen Mansheng, Yang Pengnian, that is the peerless double pride in the history of Zisha!"

Chen Mansheng, that is, Chen Hongshou, called Mansheng, he was a calligrapher, painter and seal carver in the Qing Dynasty. However, his greatest fame still comes from the purple clay pot.

Interestingly, he doesn't really know how to do crafts.

He doesn't produce purple clay pots, he's just the designer of purple clay pots.

Chen Mansheng was a man of letters, not only with outstanding knowledge, but also with a high degree of artistic accomplishment. Therefore, the pot he designed has a high artistic taste and is known for its charm.

The famous Mansheng Eighteen Style, many people who don't play purple sand also know it. This well fence pot is one of the eighteen styles of Mansheng.

Of course, it's not enough to have a designer, you also have to have a skilled craftsman, Chen Mansheng's partner is Yang Pengnian. Chen Mansheng designed, Yang Pengnian made pots, excellence, at that time there were not many, and there were very few handed down.

Expensive, naturally there is a reason for expensive.

In the history of purple clay pots, there are four people who have to mention: the Ming Dynasty for spring, known as the originator of purple sand; Shi Dabin in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, who created many craft techniques; Chen Mingyuan in the Qing Dynasty, created many styles, especially the poems engraved on the body of the pot. And Chen Mansheng, the only one who can't make a pot by hand, has given the purple clay pot a lot of wonderful charm!"

Sun Zhongyuan shook his head, but Li Qianqian pushed him suddenly: "Speaking of people! The key now is that even if the patient's family has money, it is impossible to send such a valuable thing to the chief surgeon afterwards!"

"Okay, don't be afraid! Although I only saw the photos of this pot, I can generally infer that it is an imitation based on the overall charm. Although, it doesn't seem like a modern imitation!"

Sun Zhongyuan had already seen this, he seemed to be shaking his head just now, but he was actually pondering another question in his heart.