Chapter 29: Strange Lacquerware

[Chapter Word Count:2106 Last Updated:2015-03-2720:00:00.0]

The three of them stepped forward. Mao Zhu took the lead in squatting down.

This bowl is slightly larger than the bowl you usually eat and has ornamentation inside and out. There are two circles of blue and white wreath lines at the inner mouth, there is a cluster of chrysanthemum patterns in the center of the bowl, and there are six groups of chrysanthemum patterns on the outer wall of the bowl, which are dotted with hook patterns and through patterns. The decoration of the bowl is basically blue and white as the base, and then filled with color.

Seeing that Mao picked up the bowl, the stall owner's spirit rose, "Good eyesight, boss, this is an official kiln!" ”

Mao Zhu glanced up at the stall owner, did not speak, but turned over and looked at the bottom of the bowl, there were six blue and white seal characters on it: Daqing Dao Light Year System.

"Skimming, arc wall, circle foot, bucket color chrysanthemum bowl." Mao put down the bowl one by one, and then opened his mouth.

"The boss is an expert!" The stall owner handed over a cigarette. Mao Zhu pushed it away with a smile, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a puff of smoke before asking, "What price?" ”

Lin Huanting looked at Mao Zhu's posture, and couldn't help but say to Tang Yi on the side, "There are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and you guys are not simple!" ”

Tang Yi couldn't help laughing, thinking, which common rice bowl is not a skimming, arc wall, and circle foot? If it is closed, straight-walled, and square-footed, it will become an edged bottle! As for the Doucai chrysanthemum pattern, it is also something on the bright side. Tang Yi had already concentrated on taking a look, this bowl, if it was genuine, would cost three or four hundred thousand, but it didn't have any treasure at all, and he had already concluded in his heart that it was an imitation.

"Let's see what the stall owner says." Tang Yi replied to Lin Huanting with a smile.

"Doucai, boss. You must know that the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup, such a small wine glass, took 200 million eight! Although this bowl is not from the Ming Dynasty, it is from the Qing Dynasty, but it is also an official kiln, you see, the color is elegant, the glaze is warm, to tell you honestly, this is my family's ancestral, if it is not for the recent tightness, it will definitely not be sold! You have to ask sincerely, you make a price! "The stall owner's spit is almost sprayed on this bowl.

Doucai, also known as teasing color, is indeed a special variety in porcelain, created and burned in the Ming Dynasty during the Chenghua period, is pre-fired at high temperature on the blue and white porcelain, with mineral pigments for the second time, fill the gap left by the blue and white pattern, paint the space within the blue and white contour line, and then enter the kiln again, after low temperature baking.

The so-called "bucket" also implies the meaning of the colors contrasting with each other. As for the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, its fame is sky-shattering, and people with a little bit of antique common sense know it. As early as the Ming Dynasty, it was recorded that "a pair of cups is worth 100,000 yuan". This dynasty and this generation are so expensive, let alone today.

Seeing that the stall owner asked him to bid, Mao looked up at Lin Huanting who was standing aside. This can't be messed up, if Lin Huanting doesn't want it, will she pay for it herself?

Tang Yi looked at Mao Zhu and said to the stall owner with a smile, "Let's do it together, you can make a bid." ”

"Feelings, this is the boss." The stall owner fluttered in his heart, thought about it, stretched out three fingers, and finally said to Tang Yi, "The price is 30,000!" ”

Don't be surprised, don't look at a small stall, don't say 350,000, the price of 100,000 yuan is still open. However, if you ask for a price all over the world, you will not be angry if you are bargaining for dozens of dollars. This is the buying and selling in the antique circle, and sometimes the business does not do like business, but there are still people who enjoy it.

"Let's go." Tang Yi turned his head and said to Lin Huanting. The stall owner was stunned, "Hey, why don't you pay a fixed price?" ”

Tang Yi was too simple, and the stall owner was a little anxious, his body was halfway up, his feet rubbed forward, and he kicked down an object at his feet.

Hearing the sound, Tang Yi couldn't help but glance at the object that he had kicked down. This object is a red cup, about 20 centimeters high, but wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, the width of the mouth must be 20 centimeters, but the bottom is only about 5 centimeters, it looks like a funnel, but the bottom is sealed.

Such a strange cup made Tang Yi couldn't help but concentrate on it.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, there is a pale black treasure light floating on this cup!

The black color of Baoguang is not very deep, but the thickness is very considerable, and it is roughly estimated that it is only a lot more than the thickness of the Juque Ancient Sword!

"Hehe, your bowl is really too expensive, the fire is so heavy, and it's hot!" Tang Yi suppressed his heartbeat, but continued to talk about the bowl with the stall owner.

The so-called fire light is the shiny floating light on the surface of porcelain. To put it bluntly, the new imitation porcelain has just come out of the kiln, and this floating light is shiny, and naturally there is no soft light sense of the old porcelain. Nowadays, a lot of porcelain is counterfeited, and removing the fire is a necessary step. Tang Yi's "hot hands" is naturally an exaggeration, describing the fire as too obvious.

"I've met someone who knows how to do it." The stall owner smiled and put the bowl back in place. The price difference between the new imitation and the old porcelain is too big, since Tang Yi pointed out that this bowl is a new imitation, he will definitely not start, and there is no need to continue the ink.

At this time, Tang Yi squatted down, "Brother, you stall, things are very miscellaneous." ”

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is something else? Immediately said, "It doesn't matter if you don't look at this bowl, you can look at other things casually." ”

"That red cup at your feet is festive, lacquerware?" Tang Yi asked, pointing to the cup at the stall owner's feet.

"Or I say you have eyesight, this is an authentic red lacquerware!" The stall owner said, handing the cup over.

Lacquerware, as the name suggests, is a utensil made by applying lacquer to the surface of various materials. Lacquer has special functions such as moisture resistance, high temperature resistance, corrosion resistance, etc., and can be formulated in different colors, and has a long history of use. There are also many types of lacquerware, including wooden, metal, and linen. The stall owner refers to the technique of applying dozens or even hundreds of layers of red paint to the tire and then carving.

On this lacquer cup, there are indeed some things in bas-relief, all of which are festive patterns such as bats and longevity peaches, which are not ugly.

The mouth of this cup is so big, and the bottom is so small, it is said that it is like a funnel, and the bottom is sealed.

Moreover, Tang Yi saw the black treasure light for the first time, but he really couldn't see anything special about this cup.

"It's weird!" Picking up the cup and looking at it carefully, Tang Yi shook his head slightly.

"It's not strange, the handicrafts, the shape has to be a little strange, this lacquerware is not expensive, I want to give you a cheaper!" The stall owner hurriedly said.

"Where did you get this cup?" Tang Yi asked.

"To tell you the truth, I received this thing when I collected old books, and the family said that this lacquerware was handed down by the older generation, and the family has always used it as a chopstick cage. Not to mention, it's a good fit. But no matter what, it's definitely an old thing・・・・・・ "The stall owner couldn't stop when he said it, and his hand followed suit.

"Chopsticks cage・・・・・・ inside are chopsticks・・・・・・ but Tang Yi suddenly seemed to remember something, couldn't help but be secretly happy, interrupted the stall owner's words, and asked, "What is the minimum?" ”