Chapter 113: Cultural Relics of the Qin Dynasty

"You tossed for a long time, just for this broken jar?" Yang Tingting said angrily.

"Alas, you're a layman, but you're also the boss of an auction house. Lin Yi pouted and smiled, "This is not called a jar, this is called a kettle, do you know 'breaking the kettle', this is what I am talking about." ”

"Is it good that the kettle is bronze?" Yang Tingting rolled her eyes, it is true that she is the owner of the auction house, but the auction house is not a small antique shop, there are a large number of appraisal experts and professionals in it, she doesn't need to be very proficient in antiques at all, to be precise, she is more like a hands-off shopkeeper.

"The kettle is not only bronze, but also pottery, porcelain, and even iron, the key is its efficacy, this is kitchen utensils, the main function is to cook, and that's enough. Lin Yi said with a smile.

"How much can this thing be worth?" Yang Tingting looked at the clay pot that Lin Yi was holding like a baby and said.

"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, the important thing is to take it to your grandfather tomorrow to cook." Lin Yi smiled.

"What?" Yang Tingting suddenly jumped when she heard this, using this broken clay pot to cook for her grandfather? What are you kidding!

Although Yang Tingting is not professional, she also knows that the kettle is the most popular in the Han Dynasty, such as Cao Zhi's "boiled beans burn beans, beans cry in the kettle", which is the kettle. In the subsequent Tang and Song dynasties, there was still a kettle, but it was no longer a mainstream cookware.

Even if this kettle is from the Tang and Song dynasties, it is more than a thousand years ago, and it still looks so intact, eighty percent of it is not inherited, but unearthed!

What has been buried in the soil, or even in the grave for more than a thousand years, and used for cooking? What are you kidding!

Who knows what has been in the soil for more than a thousand years......?

Yang Tingting almost threw up thinking about it!

"Don't get excited, just wait for me to go back and wash it and deal with it. Lin Yi still said happily.

"Can you wash it clean?" Yang Tingting said angrily, "You don't want to use this thing to cook for my grandfather, you have to eat it yourself!"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come first for the first bowl," Lin Yi said, "Well, I heard that the local tyrant who auctioned off the chicken bowl cup used it to drink a cup of tea for himself when ......he got the cup?

Yang Tingting pursed her lips, she only had to pay in her heart, people spent two or three hundred million, and you only spent eight hundred yuan, or did I pay it for you, and you are kind to compare with the people of Xi?

But since he said that he would drink it first, then he would fulfill this method.

Yang Tingting simply took Lin Yi to her own company, just near Panjiayuan in a six-story office building, the lower floor is an exhibition hall, selling some relatively cheap antiques, jewelry and other exhibits, the second floor is a pawn shop, the third, fourth and fifth floors are the company's office area, the entire six floors, but there is only one office, and the rest is a large vault.

Yang Tingting took Lin Yi straight to the office on the sixth floor by elevator, and the big office had everything in it, even including a Western-style kitchen, but of course no one had ever used it.

Lin Yi was about to use the kitchen sink to wash the clay pot, but Yang Tingting shouted: "You wait a minute, I'll find someone to take a look at this jar first." ”

Lin Yi didn't care, just went to the sofa and sat down to play with his mobile phone, and after a while, a white-bearded old man and a chubby middle-aged man came over, Yang Tingting was quite polite to the two of them, the teacher called the teacher short, and then handed the clay pot to the two of them for details.

"Hey, this thing ......" The middle-aged man only glanced at it, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Old Song, look at this...... It seems to be something from the Western Han Dynasty?"

"Well, I look like that, too. The old man wore reading glasses, looked carefully, and said, "Looking at the craftsmanship and shape, it should be a thing in the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, but judging from the Tuqin and pulp on the top...... It seems that the time to enter the soil is not long, at most a hundred years, and the time to see the light again is only ten years at most......"

"That's fake?" Yang Tingting seemed to have heard a good news, which could be used to slap Lin Yi's face.

"I can't say for sure," said the old man, "this kettle is just a piece of pottery, and the shape of the vessel is simple, so the value is not high, and the Qing Dynasty antique should not imitate this kind of thing...... I can't say it, I really can't say it for a while. ”

"Hehe, isn't this easy to explain?" Lin Yi said with a smile, "This is a pottery kettle from the Han Dynasty, which has been passed down and used for one or two thousand years, and was finally buried more than a hundred years ago, and was dug up more than ten years ago, hehe." ”

"No way, it's impossible for a piece of pottery to last that long and not break!" said the old man.

"Then you can look at the quality of this thing. Lin Yi smiled and tapped the clay kettle with his fingers, only to hear a dull and metallic echo. Dull because the clay pot is thick, and the metallic tone shows that it is very hard!

"The utensils made by the old people are very practical, especially the kettle used for cooking, which must be more robust. And this thing has been burning on the fire all the time, and all the fat from cooking meat and rice has been soaked into the pottery, which makes it stronger again. Lin Yi said, "There is another point, kettles have long been out of fashion, and the appearance of iron pots can only be used to cook soup and medicine." If you don't use it often enough, it won't break so easily, hehe......"

"Old Song, is this a possibility?" Yang Tingting said.

"Not to mention, this possibility does exist......" Old Man Song stared at the clay pot again with a serious face, and said, "Mr. Yang, if you want to conclude, you can go to a little sample to test it......"

Antique appraisal is no longer judged purely by vision and experience as in the past, and all kinds of high-tech equipment are the last word. For example, if you want to calculate the age, you can use carbon 14 to determine the age, and it is said that the error can be accurate to ten years.

Yang Tingting's company has a testing instrument, and it only takes ten or twenty minutes to calculate, so he asked Song Lao to scrape a little powder at the bottom of the tank and take it for testing, and Lin Yi began to scrub it without saying a word.

Anyway, whether this thing was used as a funeral object or something, anyway, it has been buried in the soil for a hundred years, and of course it is impossible to wash it very clean with ordinary brushing. Lin Yi only cleaned the inside and outside a few times, and then filled a jar of water and boiled it on liquefied gas. Bring the water to a boil, boil for a few minutes, then discard it, change the water again and continue to boil.

When it was cooked for the third time, Song Lao ran over with excitement on his face and shouted excitedly: "Mr. Yang, it's confirmed, this is the pottery kettle of the late Qin and early Han dynasties! This is a cultural relic...... Uh......"

Seeing the clay kettle that was being set up on the fire to boil water, Song Lao was suddenly dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning......