The second part of "The Value of Art".
The factory accountant happened to go to the city to purchase, and I took a ride.
When I arrived at the airport in the city, I bought a ticket to Beijing.
Airplanes are really amazing, and the first time I sat down, I threw up.
When I arrived in Beijing, it was already evening.
I looked around the neighborhood and the hostel was too expensive.
I slept in the flower beds all night, and the next day I inquired about many places.
I finally found an ancient street, which sold some cultural porcelain.
And there is a pottery shop at the entrance of the alley, which is somewhat similar to what I call pottery.
The store is not big, and the store is an old man.
I approached me and asked, "Do you need someone here who can make pottery?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I only sell here, I don't accept it." ”
I asked helplessly, "So where do all the pottery products here come from?"
The old man pointed to himself and said, "I did it myself." ”
I pointed to the pottery in the shop and said, "I can make twice as good as these." ”
The old man's temper came up and knocked me out of the store.
I gritted my teeth and settled down at a nearby restaurant.
This work only includes food but not shelter, and one day off a week.
There are one thousand three in a month.
I rented a house nearby for three hundred and a month, and one room didn't even have a toilet.
The old man's shop was remembered by me, and I rushed to three potters on my day off.
I took three potters into the old man's shop, thinking that he would help me fire the finished products.
Of course, it is also to make the old man look sour, after all, it is easy to know at a glance.
At this time, there were three customers in the store, chatting with the elderly.
I didn't dare to disturb people's business, so I could only squat at the door and wait.
After chatting for a while, the three guests walked out the door together.
That's when I realized that the three guests were together, and I was ready to get up and go inside.
As soon as I got up, the three guests glanced at me.
One of them put his arm on my shoulder and said, "How strange is your color?
"No, this one hasn't been fired yet. I just made it, and I'm going to make it and sell it. I said with a smile.
The guest looked at me and said, "You said you made this thing?"
I nodded my head and entered the old man's door, and said to the old man, "Can I pay you to help me burn these three?"
The three guests who had originally gone out behind him also walked in curiously at this time.
The old man looked at the three pottery pieces in my hand and beckoned to me.
The old man took it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, looked at me and said thoughtfully: "I remember, you are the young man who asked me if I accepted pottery that day." ”
"Yes, it's me. I said with a smile.
"I can't burn this thing for you, so let's go. "The old man pushed the pottery back to me.
The three guests watched the excitement and did not make a sound.
I had no choice but to turn around and find another way.
When I just walked out of the store a few dozen meters.
Unexpectedly, the three guests actually caught up with me and said, "Young man, just now you seem to say that you will sell it after it is made, so now this semi-finished product, do you plan to sell it?"
"It's not a finished product, how can I sell it. I said.
"So you see, five hundred and one. I'll take all three of these things now, and we'll just find someone to fire them ourselves. One of the three guests said.
I was silent for a moment, not saying a word, but my head tapped uncontrollably.
One of the three guests smiled and pulled out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out fifteen from his thick wallet and handed it to me.
I subconsciously took the money, and one of the three guests took the pottery from me.
Another smiled and said, "By the way, does the lad have a name?"
"Jock, what's wrong?" I said.
"I'm sorry, I can write my name under these three pottery, and I can leave you a mark before we take it. One of the three guests said with a smile.
I nodded, fumbling in my pocket for tools.
One of the three guests handed over a pen and said, "Just put your name at the bottom." ”
I thought for a moment and said, "Fountain pens are extravagant." ”
The three guests shook their heads and said, "It's okay." ”
After thinking for a moment, I wrote underneath the pottery: QK.
One of the three guests handed over a card and said, "If there is anything like this in the future, you can call us if it is fired or not." The quality is not bad, we take it all. ”
I froze in place with the money and cards in my hand, watching the three guests leave happily.
Over the course of three months, I called them on and off fifteen times.
Five pieces at a time, one piece was sold to them for five hundred.
Almost every piece was sold, and they asked me to engrave it every time: QK.
I looked at the money in my hand in disbelief, but when I talked to them, they never said what they did.
I quit my job at the restaurant with a full 30,000 yuan and rented a small storefront opposite the old man who sold pottery.
And I bought the firing tools, and I made the first call to him on my straight phone with my glasses.
Glasses found it all unbelievable, but took it for granted.
I started to renovate the shop and started firing pottery and putting it on the table one by one.
I called the three guests to tell them about the happy thing, but they asked me if I had any pottery that had not been fired or painted.
I muttered for a moment and said yes, of course there is anything to make money.
They come once every half a month, and they take it as a pottery.
They almost only take pottery that has not been fired, or pottery that is more beautiful and has not been painted.
But apart from their business, I barely make anyone else's money.
The store is open, but the business is a little better than the old man opposite.
After the first month of opening, one day the old man on the opposite side actually came to the door.
"Old man, what are you doing here, I robbed you of your business, and you want to smash the store?" I hurriedly guarded the door of the store.
"It's not. The old man shook his head.
"Is that a regret? You want me to partner with you to open a store. Do you think it's possible? I'm making more money than you now. I said.
The old man pointed to his store and said, "Go to my side and show you something, it has something to do with you." ”
I reluctantly pulled up my own store and followed the old man to his side.
I wondered what the old man was trying to do, but I couldn't guess at all.
The old man pointed to the TV and said, "You did this, right?"
I watched TV, it was an auction show.
In red letters, the modern pottery master Jock auctioned a collection of 500,000 yuan.
And the collection above is the first batch of pottery I sold to the old man at that time.
At this time, he was fired into a shape and changed his color, and a man in a white tunics on the stage said with a smile: "I, Qiao Ke, studied under the pottery master Liu Bing, and I have been practicing hard work for fifteen years in exchange for this ability. Everyone also saw how smart my craftsmanship is in terms of beauty and shape。。。。。。 ”
The old man pointed to the TV and said, "I can recognize it when I change the color, it's your thing." After all, it's really better than what I did, and I'm convinced, so remember. ”
I watched the man on TV in front of me who claimed to be Jock's name and sold my pottery and lied that it was his.
I almost subconsciously pointed to the TV and said, "What kind of TV station is this?
The old man said without thinking: "It should be the studio of Beijing TV station." ”
To be continued~
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