Fuyou Road small commodity street is close to the Bund and the City God Temple, tourists from all over the country put this one-kilometer-long street full, the types of merchants are also varied, there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as clothing, food, housing and daily necessities.

Zhang Jiaming is only interested in antiques, and Mr. Zhou is only interested in dressed stalls, the two can't go together, each other accommodating each other is extremely delayed, Zhang Jiaming proposed: "Mr. Zhou, it's better for the two of us to act separately, if we can't find each other, let's agree to meet at the old Huhai restaurant at noon, what do you think?" ”

Teacher Zhou immediately refused: "That's okay!" There are so many people here, you're still a kid, what if you get kidnapped by bad guys? ”

Zhang Jiaming replied with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, don't forget how did I get the title of a pacesetter for righteousness and bravery?" If I encounter such a bad guy again, I will still have a way to send him to the police station, Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I am clever! ”

"Teacher Zhou knows that you are a little clever ghost, but you have to be careful yourself, you can't run far on this street, let's meet at the door of the old hotel in Shanghai on time at five o'clock, you must remember!" Teacher Zhou explained very seriously.

"I know Mr. Zhou, let's see you later." After Zhang Jiaming finished speaking, he happily turned into a shop that dealt in antiques.

It should be said that the antiques here are much higher than the old temple street in Yangjiang in terms of type and grade, and Zhang Jiaming found a lot of good objects that can be auctioned hundreds of thousands or even millions in the collection market in later generations.

But now it's very different, because of the Ming Chenghua Doucai Mulberry Cup, because of the Yuan Blue and White Four Love Plum Vase, Zhang Jiaming's vision has been sharply raised, and hundreds of thousands of goods can't enter his eyes at all.

Zhang Jiaming's military canvas schoolbag contained 5,000 yuan, and the reason why he brought so much money was actually to take advantage of the book fair to see if he could collect some good things. He doesn't want to make a hasty move now, if he really buys what he sees, this money can't help but toss, and good steel must be used on the blade.

Zhang Jiaming once remembered that Ma Weidu once said in a treasure appreciation show that the antique market in this era has not picked up leaks, there are leaks everywhere waiting for you to pick up, and if you buy it, you can earn it, even if you buy imitations of the Republic of China, you don't have to worry, you will only make money and not lose money if you cover it for ten or twenty years!

In the early eighties, there were few modern imitations in the antique market, and even if there were, it was very easy to distinguish with the poor level of counterfeiting of this era.

Zhang Jiaming thought to himself, the Mr. Ma Weidu he met on the train before coming should also come here to go around, right?

As the saying goes, Cao Cao Cao arrived, he hadn't opened his mouth yet, but when he thought about it in his heart, Mr. Ma was already squatting on a stall not far from Zhang Jiaming, holding an object that looked like a plate in his hand and the stall owner was there.

Zhang Jiaming quietly squatted down in front of a stall next to him, and tried to play with a porcelain bowl, but before his hand touched the porcelain bowl, he was scolded by the stall owner: "Children, don't touch it, you can't afford to pay if it is broken!" ”

Why don't you look down on children? Little children also have great drops of wisdom!

"Isn't it just a porcelain bowl in the last years of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, and it is also from a folk kiln, so can it be used with such a fuss? Cut! Zhang Jiaming pursed his lips and expressed his dissatisfaction in a childish voice.

This kind of porcelain bowl, Zhang Jiaming once had one, was bought from the Laomiao Street antique market for 2,000 yuan in 2009, and later spent 200 yuan to find Mr. Zhu Yaozong for identification, Mr. Zhu gave the conclusion that 2,000 yuan to buy this bowl is not a loss, and the implication is that it does not make any cheap.

This porcelain bowl is a relatively good collection in Zhang Jiaming's hand, and he always likes to play with it in his hand when he has nothing to do, so when he sees this bowl again, Zhang Jiaming can accurately say its basic characteristics without looking carefully.

"Yo, little pot friend can't see that you are still an expert!" The stall owner immediately changed his face and said with a smile.

"A little bit!" Zhang Jiaming said angrily.

At this time, Ma Weidu also began to look at the child squatting next to him.

Yay, success catches the eye!

Zhang Jiaming, who is a small ghost, deliberately pretended to inadvertently meet Ma Weidu's eyes, "Ah! Uncle is seeing you again by such a coincidence! ”

"Aren't you the kid you saw on the train?" Ma Weidu also recognized the child in front of him.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Jiaming nodded again and again and replied.

"Why is it just you, your mother?" Ma Weidu smiled, his eyes smaller.

"That's not my mother, she's Teacher Zhou who taught me Chinese, and she's buying clothes in front of me right now." Zhang Jiaming explained to him.

"Why did you come to Shanghai with your teacher?" Ma Weidu asked suspiciously.

"We came to participate in the National Book Fair at the invitation of the "Juvenile Literature and Art" magazine." Zhang Jiaming replied.

Ma Weidu smiled, "So you must be a little author!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Jiaming nodded.

"What kind of articles do you write?" Ma Weidu asked.

"It's kind of a science fiction theme!" Zhang Jiaming replied.

"Oh!" Ma Weidu nodded, lowered his head and continued to play with the porcelain plate in his hand.

It seems that this teacher Ma is only interested in things from the past.

Ma Weidu played with the porcelain plate for a while, then raised his head and asked Zhang Jiaming, "You also know antiques?" ”

"I know a little bit about it." Zhang Jiaming replied with a smile.

"In that case, then my uncle will test you, can you tell which period and which kiln porcelain this is?" Ma Weidu held up the porcelain plate in his hand and said.

"Song Dynasty Jun kiln porcelain plate." Zhang Jiaming replied without thinking.

"Well, there are really two brushes at a young age!" Ma Weidu smiled and continued to explain: "To be exact, it should be the diamond-shaped flower pot tray of Song Jun kiln, and it would be more perfect if it was matched with the same flower pot on it!" ”

"Well, it's up with Shu Huang!" Zhang Jiaming greeted him.

Ma Weidu took the porcelain tray in his hand and asked the stall owner, "Boss, tell me a sincere price, how much is the minimum amount of your tray to sell?" ”

The stall owner said: "I see that you are also an expert, and I don't ask for much, at least 1,000 yuan, and if you don't have it, you can't sell it!" ”

"This is just an accessory, not matching, your price is a little too expensive, something like this kind of thing is sold for up to 800 yuan in Panjiayuan, boss, I will add another 100 yuan to you, 900 yuan, can you take it?" Ma Weidu said.

"I'm sorry, I just told you the minimum of 1,000 yuan, this is already my psychological bottom line." The stall owner said.

Ma Weidu put down the porcelain plate and said to himself: "It seems that we are not fated, I hope that a good person can take you in." ”

Gold in troubled times, collected in prosperous times. Chinese people just came out of the catastrophe for a few years, most people have not had the heart to play collecting, and another is that there is really no money in their pockets, even if they save some money, they will be used to buy refrigerators, color TVs, tape recorders and other fashionable household appliances, at that time, no one would have thought that these broken jars and rotten porcelain bowls will have so much room for appreciation in the future, including this Mr. Ma will not expect that he is now engaged in collecting is probably also interested in dominance.

Ma Weidu stood up and said to Zhang Jiaming: "Little pot friend, uncle go to the front and take a look." ”

"Goodbye, uncle!" Zhang Jiaming waved his hand to him.

As soon as Ma Weidu left with his front foot, Zhang Jiaming couldn't wait to say: "Didn't you just say that this porcelain plate is at least 1,000 yuan?" I bought it! ”

Under the surprised gaze of the stall owner, Zhang Jiaming took out a stack of pre-ordered unity from his schoolbag and handed it to the stall owner, "Boss, you have taken a look." ”

"That's right, exactly a thousand dollars." The stall owner said after counting the last bill.

"Boss, please trouble me again, help me wrap the porcelain plate tightly, so that I don't have to go back and accidentally break it." Zhang Jiaming said.

Even if you have a lot of money, it's not as good as a piece of Jun porcelain! As soon as he thought of this sentence circulating in the collection world, Zhang Jiaming's heart blossomed, today's book is worth the trip!

Mr. Ma, where are you? I still want to follow you and pick up the leaks!