At this time, Fang Mingsheng also took the opportunity to ask, "These two young talents are your new apprentices?" ”

"Hehe, it's not."

Gao Dequan shook his head and introduced with a smile: "This is called Yu Feibai, and he is the child of a friend of mine. This is Wang Guan, an employee of Jigu Zhai. They are interested in collecting antiques, so I specially brought them to this year's exchange meeting to open their eyes and learn something by the way. ”

"Yu ......"

Fang Mingsheng's expression moved, and he suddenly smiled: "It's good to learn more things, I'm afraid that in a few years, young people will become the main force in the collecting world." ”

"How can it be so fast." Gao Dequan said with a smile: "Antiques are a lifetime of work, a lifetime of learning, a lifetime of buying and selling, and collecting. They also need to be honed. "Chapter 44: The whole world is drunk, and I am sober

Between the two talking, Wang Guan picked up the purple clay pot and looked at it carefully. This purple clay pot has a very delicate shape, the lines of the body are very simple, and the fingers touch the wall of the pot, which is very smooth and delicate.

On the body of the pot below the spout, it is engraved with the eight characters of the thirst and the longevity of the eyebrows. In addition, Wang Guan also noticed that under the handle of the pot, there is also a small seal, which is engraved with the word Peng Nian.

Wang Guan gently opened the bottom foot, and saw the four-character inscription of the Amanda room again.

Thinking of Chen Mansheng mentioned by Gao Dequan just now, Wang Guan seemed to have some impressions after thinking hard.

"This is the famous purple clay pot of the Qing Dynasty, the acacia pot in the eighteen styles of the Mansheng pot created by Chen Mansheng." At the same time, Yu Feibai whispered: "Chen Mansheng, his real name is Chen Hongshou, his name is Gong, and his name is Mansheng." Mainly lived in the Kangxi period, good at ancient words, good at carving, famous for calligraphy and seal carving, was one of the famous Xiling eight families at that time. ”

Hearing Yu Feibai talk eloquently, Wang Guan knew that he had checked the information again.

At this time, Qian Lao, Gao Dequan and Fang Mingsheng raised their glasses to taste tea, talked and laughed, and ignored the whispers of the two.

However, Yu Feibai didn't have that self-awareness, glanced at his mobile phone, and continued Chapter 44 The whole world is drunk and I wake up: "At that time, he got acquainted with the brothers and sisters Yang Pengnian, Yang Baonian, and Yang Fengnian, who were famous pot makers at that time, and designed many pot styles and handed them over to the Yang brothers and sisters to make. This is also known as the eighteen styles of Mansheng pots. The word Peng Nian under the handle refers to Yang Peng Nian. ”

Chen Mansheng firmly believes in Buddhism and named the Tibetan room where the purple clay pot is stored in his home the Amanda Room. Later, a new pot style was designed in the interior, which changed the traditional practice of Yixing purple sand technology, and even covered the part of the potter's imprint in the center of the bottom of the pot with its own large seal Amanda room, and moved the potter's seal in the lid or the lower abdomen of the pot. ”

Yu Feibai gushed endlessly, and finally paused, and affirmed: "Therefore, the full name of this purple sand pot should be Yang Pengnian's Chen Mansheng Ming purple sand acacia pot." ”

"Genuine or fake?" Wang Guan asked, this is the key.

"This ......"

Yu Feibai hesitated and hesitated: "It should be true." ”

"What should be?" Wang Guan said helplessly: "Can you be sure?" ”

"I'm sure, it's true."

Yu Feibai's tuition fees in the past two or three years have not been paid in vain, and he still learned some real skills, I saw him pick up the purple clay pot and comment one by one: "To identify the purple clay pot, there are four ways to hope, smell, listen, and cut." ”

"Look, is to see the color of the purple sand. Smelling is to smell the smell of the pot, and if the new pot is new, there will generally be a vulgar fire. Listen, it is to use the lid of the pot to gently scratch the spout, if it is a real purple clay pot, the sound should be as sonorous and crisp as jade. As for cutting, it is touched, and the new pot generally has a dry feeling, while the old pot is very glossy. ”

After trying all four methods, Yu Feibai said categorically: "This is the real thing." ”

"Yes."

Wang Guan was skeptical, looking at this delicate purple clay pot, it seemed that Yu Feibai was right, but he didn't know why, but he always felt in his heart that this pot seemed to be missing something.

After looking at it repeatedly, Wang Guan finally couldn't help but use his special ability.

The reason why he has endured until now is mainly because Wang Guan wants to train himself, after all, no matter how strong his special ability is, he can only judge the truth or falsehood of it. The specific process, what are the characteristics of the times, the cultural meaning, etc., all need to be understood by Wang Guan himself.

Discovering the connotation of cultural relics is, to a large extent, the fun of collecting antiques. Moreover, whether something is true or false, there must be a basis, and it must be reasonable, otherwise how can people believe you?

At this time, in order to confirm his conjecture, Wang Guan looked at the purple clay pot intently.

"Sure enough......"

Seeing the light emanating from the pot, Wang Guan had a bottom in his heart. Then, he continued to look at it, and under the wrapping of a layer of air engine, every detail inside and outside the purple clay pot was meticulously revealed, like a three-dimensional geometric pattern, which was fed back into Wang Guan's mind.

After a while, Wang Guan was still watching, but he had already received his special ability and switched to observing with the naked eye. Look left, right, front, back, and turn it upside down repeatedly, and after a few minutes, the purple clay pot was put down.

At this time, Gao Dequan put down the teacup and said lightly: "Finished reading?" Let's talk about it. ”

"You go first." Wang Guantui gave way.

Yu Feibai didn't push, his eyes wandered, and he said bluntly: "I think this is a real pot." ”

"Why?" Gao Dequan asked with a smile.

Qian Lao and Fang Mingsheng next to them looked like they were listening attentively, and they were silent, so that people couldn't see the slightest clue on their faces.

Yu Feibai was a little disappointed and explained: "Gently twist the lid of the pot without any friction with the spout. Moreover, the spout, the bottom of the pot, and the handle are very equal. It can be seen that the craftsmanship of this pot is very exquisite. ”

"In addition, there are also characteristics of the pot, such as the color, smell, and smoothness, and I can conclude that this is a Mansheng-style acacia pot designed by Chen Mansheng in the Qing Dynasty and made by Yang Pengnian."

Yu Feibai explained one by one, he really has the demeanor of a purple clay pot expert.

Gao De was noncommittal, and asked again: "Wang Guan, what do you think?" ”

"This pot is good."

Wang Guan groaned and said seriously: "However, I feel that there is a lack of spiritual charm in it, and it cannot reach the height of Mansheng pot. ”

"What!"

Everyone was shocked, especially Yu Feibai, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were a little puzzled, according to his contact in the past few days, Wang Guan should not be the kind of person who is grandstanding, how could he suddenly say such unobtrusive words.

In fact, Wang Guan was helpless in his heart, this kind of spiritual charm is just a feeling, without any basis, how can this be convincing. However, only blame this pot, it was so successful that even with the help of special abilities, he couldn't find the slightest flaw, so he had to be vague.

At this moment, Wang Guancai was shocked to realize that the original special ability was not omnipotent. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many masters of counterfeiting can imitate things seamlessly, and fake them for real.

Even if Wang Guan can see the truth and falsehood, the feeling of being drunk and waking up alone in the whole world is the most depressing

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