When Tang Yi said congratulations, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yingnian's mouth. This shows that Tang Yi has a clear understanding of the final belonging of He's Bi. No matter who gets it, the state will spare no effort to take it back, so simply try not to hide it privately.

At the same time, Tang Yi has very much vision and luck, this helper is really suitable.

Jiang Yingnian also raised his teacup, "The mystery of the ages is not so simple to identify!" Our analysis and inferences are only based on bits and pieces, with bold speculation. What this and Shibi look like, I'm afraid we will only know after I get it! However, for such a thing, any diǎn clue is indeed worth celebrating. ”

Hearing this, several people laughed and raised their glasses to tea.

After chatting for a while, Tang Yi drank a lot of water and got up to go to the bathroom. When I came back from the bathroom, I passed by a private room, only to find that the door that had been closed had been opened, and there was a quarrel inside.

A middle-aged man with long hair tied up behind him, dressed stylishly, was pointing to a beige teapot on the tea table and exclaiming, "How can this be repaired?" ”

The teapot lid on this teapot is gone, and when you look closely, it is halved and placed next to it.

Across from him sat a young and somewhat coquettish-looking girl.

Next to the tea table, there stood a middle-aged fat man and a young man in his twenties, the middle-aged fat man was wearing a standard suit, and the young man was dressed as a waiter.

"You degas first." The fat man said as he walked to the door, trying to close it.

"No closure! I'm so angry, I'm so aggrieved! The middle-aged man roared, and the fat man was stunned, so he had to return to the table.

Although the young man was a waiter, he had clear eyebrows and a very serious expression, "I'm sorry sir, I didn't expect your friend to suddenly reach out." ”

At this time, the girl's eyes widened, "Did I touch you?" You pick up the lid, and I reach out to add two petals! ”

"It was you who suddenly stretched out your hand, and I was startled, so I accidentally dropped the lid of the pot on the ground······"

"Okay, don't say it's useless, if she touches you, I don't say a word, I think I'm unlucky. But she didn't touch you (4)∞dǐng(4)∞diǎn(4)∞小(4)∞ said, .2⊕3.@os_(); It's your own surprise! The middle-aged man interrupted the young man's explanation.

"Sir, don't worry, what do you say?" The fat man seemed to be the manager of the teahouse, and when he saw that the young man admitted that he hadn't touched him, and he didn't mean to scare him, he knew that this matter must be at fault.

"What to do? Money! The middle-aged man shouted.

The fat man wiped his sweat and asked softly, "How much did you buy this?" ”

"Fifty thousand!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at the fat man again, "Not a single point less!" ”

Tang Yi took a cigarette in his hand and looked at the pot from a distance outside the door.

This is a purple clay pot, which is made of mud.

The so-called Duan mud, also called group mud, is a symbiotic mineral soil of green mud and purple mud in this mountain. Therefore, the pot made of this clay is neither the purple of purple clay nor the red of vermilion, but a dark beige. And it's not quite the same as the delicate pure yellow color that comes out of the green clay of this mountain.

The body of this pot resembles a persimmon, and the lid of the pot, although it is broken in half, can also read a book, like the handle of a persimmon.

"Big persimmon pot." Tang Yixin said, it seems that this person came to drink tea with a pot.

"How can this pot be worth so much money?" The young man looked at the pot carefully again and said softly.

"You know the! This is Fan Dasheng's big persimmon pot. I told you that you don't know! The middle-aged man looked disdainful.

"If it's really Fan Dasheng's big persimmon pot, 500,000 yuan is not enough to compensate." At this time, the young man's eyes suddenly had a look, and the identity and temperament of the waiter were completely different.

"Fan Dasheng is a famous pot maker from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, and it is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is difficult to find a big pot. He is best at making zuò fish dragon pots and persimmon pots. Among them, there is a large persimmon pot, which participated in the first Nanyang Quanye Expo held in Jinling in the second year of Xuantong and won the gold medal, and now this pot is in the collection of Yixing Museum. ”

The middle-aged man listened to it all at once, and he actually knew so much?

The young man continued: "Fan Dasheng's persimmon pot, the volume is generally small, the big one is called the big persimmon pot, together with this award-winning one, the big persimmon pot has not been made a few in total, if it is genuine, the price to one million is not unusual." Yours, although there is also a "big sheng" seal, but a modern imitation. ”

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, and it took a while for him to come to his senses, "You said it's an imitation, it's an imitation?" I bought it at an auction, and there was a whole set of procedures!

That's 50,000! ”

"Then all I can say is that you were fooled. Your pot is not made of Duan mud raw ore, it is artificially blended with Benshan green clay and purple mud, and the process is okay, but it is not a dǐng-level high imitation. The market price of this pot is generally between 3,000 and 5,000. The young man's voice was not high, but his tone was firm.

The fat man, as the manager, looked like a very clever master, and his eyes rolled, "That's it, this gentleman, the lid of the pot is broken, and it's not that the whole pot is broken, since it's an imitation, you go to match a pot lid, and it won't cost much, we will give you a free order today, and then let the waiter compensate you a thousand yuan, what do you think?" ”

"Or, you leave the pot, and I'll find you an identical one within three days!" The young man then added.

"You two sing and speak very well! What do you say? The middle-aged man's eyes seemed to reveal the weakness of his heart, but his mouth was still very tough, "If the pot is left, you will pay me 50,000 yuan; If I take the pot, you will pay me 20,000 yuan! ”

The young man and the fat man looked at each other, and the young man spoke again, "Otherwise, sir, how about we find an expert to appraise and determine the value?" ”

"No! Only as I say! The middle-aged man's tone was still very hard.

The fat manager seems to be very protective of this young man, and if he were a normal manager, he might have pushed it all to the waiter. He looked at the young man and asked, "Are you sure it's a high imitation?" ”

"That's right." The young man's voice was low, but firm.

Tang Yi smiled at this time. The middle-aged man seemed to be distraught, and when he glanced out, he saw Tang Yi chuckling there with a cigarette in his mouth, as if he was mocking, and couldn't help but say angrily at him, "The one outside the door, what are you looking at?" ”

Tang Yi actually walked in with a smile, but Li didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man, but said to the young man, "Good eyesight!" Have you ever made a purple clay pot? ”