It can be said that the person who is offering spring is the ancestor of the purple clay pot industry. People who play and collect purple clay pots, if they don't know the reputation of the spring, then they can definitely only be regarded as half-hangers.

There are many styles of purple clay pots invented and created by the spring, among which the tree gall pot is a more famous one.

Some documents record that when he was in the monastery, he learned to make teapots from an old monk, but he was so talented that he soon became better than blue.

In the process of studying, he used the gall of the large ginkgo tree next to the temple as the pattern on the surface of the body of the pot. Since he didn't have the tools at hand, he simply chopped wood for molds, sharpened bamboo for knives, and flattened the tread with his fingers.

Such a pot looks very rough and simple. But when the pot is successfully fired, it looks ancient and lovely, just like the bronze ancient ware of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, maroon dark gold, such as copper and iron, which is unique.

Such an ancient beauty is even more fascinating and appreciated.

Since then, the reputation of the spring has been greatly enhanced, and the tree gall pot has also become a rare famous pot. In the Qing Dynasty, some powerful people collected a wide range of purple clay pots and recorded them in detail, but there was a lack of spring pots, and many people regretted it for life.

Of course, the famous pots made by Chun himself must be very rare. However, over the ages, many pot makers have also imitated many tree gall pots out of admiration for spring.

I just don't know if this tree gall pot is from the handwriting of a famous master.

Qi Xiang was thoughtful and polite, and directly unscrewed the lid of the purple clay pot, and then took the body out of the box and looked at it.

As an aside, looking at the pot also requires certain skills, and it is very important to separate the body from the lid, and then appreciate it. Otherwise, if you pick up the pot with the lid, if you flip it over to look at the bottom of the pot and don't pay attention to the lid, it will definitely be a tragedy.

As soon as the lid fell to the ground, it shattered with a thud, and most of the pot was wasted.

This is a talk of experience, and it is a lesson that our predecessors have summed up with countless blood and tears, and we cannot ignore it.

Qi Xiang was very careful, so naturally he would not make such a low-level mistake. After picking up the body of the pot, he first paid attention to the position of the handle and the bottom of the pot......

Generally speaking, the purple clay pot is the same as calligraphy and painting, and it is also knowledgeable.

These styles are equivalent to the trademarks of modern goods, and they often hide enough information in the mark, making it easier for people to judge the origin and authenticity of things.

To be honest, Qi Xiang's first impression of this purple clay pot is good, when he gets started, the weight of the pot is standard, not light or heavy, and it is very comfortable. In particular, the millet surface is antique, like a withered vine and an old tree, which has a special charm.

After getting used to seeing the same and decent teapots, the peculiar shape of the purple clay pot like the tree gall pot is naturally eye-catching and amazing.

This pot has a lot of charm, and Qi Xiang feels that it should be the work of a master. After looking through it for a while, he found two small seal characters under the handle of the pot.

"Really remember!"

Qi Xiang was thoughtful, and after thinking about it, he put down the body of the pot, and picked up the lid of the pot to look at it, mainly to inspect the inner wall of the lid. Sure enough, a small stamp appeared inside the lid.

"Shouzhen ......"

Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled: "This is the pot of Cheng Shouzhen, a famous Bingxin Taoist in Zisha at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China." ”

“…… Yes, it's quite discerning. ”

Zhu Shen glanced at Qi Xiang, and then said with a joke: "Xiao Zhu, you should learn from others, don't always eat, drink and have fun, and cause trouble, you are simply the second ancestor of the ruined family, the parasite of society." ”

The others looked at each other with very strange expressions.

Although Zhu Shen's words don't seem to be wrong. But this big truth, when he said it in his mouth, everyone felt awkward how they listened to it.

"Fuck off, are you qualified to talk about me?" Zhu Qiao was furious: "What kind of virtue you are, who doesn't know." Drunk and dreaming all day long, kidney loss every night, embarrassed to blame others? ”

Zhu Shen was not happy, pressed the armrests of the Taishi chair with both hands, stood on the coffee table with his strength, and shouted: "You are only suffering from kidney loss, Lao Tzu is a pillar of optimus every day, and you can urinate against the wind, can you?" ”

"You pee, I'll watch, call people." Zhu Qiao clasped his hands and sneered.

"Uh......" Zhu Shen froze, stopped in embarrassment, then touched his nose, turned around and said, "Hey, what's the matter...... You know that this is Cheng Shouzhen's pot, so tell him how precious this pot is. ”

"I don't need to say it, I know it." Zhu Qiao laughed: "The pot during the Republic of China, you are actually embarrassed to take it out and show off, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed?" ”

"Rifle ......"

Zhu Qiao raised his chin and pouted, "Go to my dad's room and bring the hexagonal pot of Shi Dabin that he hid in the drawer, and let someone see it." ”

"Okay young master." The middle-aged man on the side nodded with a smile.

"Shi Dabin, do you understand?" Zhu Qiao then shouted: "The master of the Ming Dynasty made pots for the emperor, who was ten times more clever than Cheng Shouzhen......

Qi Xiang heard this and couldn't help but pout. Shi Dabin was a person from the Wanli period, belonging to the folk artist, and although the famous pots he made were sold directly to dignitaries, he was certainly not a royal craftsman who made pots for the emperor.

Of course, knowing is knowing, but Qi Xiang has no intention of correcting it. He also wanted to see what Shi Dabin's famous pot looked like. After all, in terms of value, Shi Dabin's pot is indeed higher than Cheng Shouzhen.

Even from an artistic point of view, Shi Dabin's pot is better than Cheng Shouzhen.

Because from the middle and late Qing Dynasty, the generation of Zisha masters is not as good as the generation. More of them are conservative, rarely innovative, and the production process is becoming more and more sloppy and sparse.

Until the Republic of China, modern masters were influenced by Western art, and the idea of innovation and change became the mainstream. All of a sudden, famous masters emerged one after another, and their skills were perfect, reaching the pinnacle, and their fame was spread far and wide.

Therefore, sometimes, the auction price of the purple clay pot works of outstanding masters in modern times is often much higher than that of many famous artists in the late Qing Dynasty.

Antique collections are like this, not by the age of the hero, but by the quality first.

"Ha, Shi Dabin's pot, so what?"

However, at this time, the dispute between Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu did not end, and Zhu Shen sneered: "When did I say that this pot is worth money because it is from the master's hand?" ”

"Huh?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned and felt a little inexplicable.

Because according to common sense, a master equals quality assurance, and good quality things are often very valuable. In particular, the famous masters, because the things they make are very sophisticated and unparalleled in the world, they are even more valuable.

It's almost common sense, and it can even be called a fixed equation. But Zhu Shen now said that this pot is not valuable because it is made by a famous artist, which naturally makes people feel strange.

"Hmph, hum......" Zhu Shen jumped down on the coffee table, with a smug look in his eyes: "Do you think my baby is just that simple?" It's superficial! ”

"A broken pot, what other tricks can there be?" Zhu Qiao was also a little suspicious.

"That's why you're so lonely." Zhu Shen sneered: "Don't you know the truth that a good fighter has no outstanding achievements? Do you really think that the more famous something is, the more valuable it is? ”

"Nonsense, of course ......" Zhu Qiao wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately changed his words: "Of course not." ”

"Not really." Zhu Shen smiled, held his head high and said, "This pot is the same." Even if it is not a famous work, it is still valuable by virtue of its own connotation. ”

"Connotation?" Everyone was stunned and couldn't figure out what the connotation of this pot could be.

Zhu Qiao frowned, looked at it carefully, and asked Qi Xiang in a low voice: "What is the connotation of this pot?" ”

Qi Xiang couldn't speak, so he couldn't help but pick up the tree gall pot again and study and observe it repeatedly. After looking at it for a moment, his nose moved slightly, his brows suddenly stretched, and then he turned around and said, "Is there boiling water?" ”

"What do you want boiling water for?" Zhu Qiao was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

On the side, Zhu Shen looked at Qi Xiang in surprise and said strangely: "How do you know?" ”

"Know what?"

Others, you look at me, I look at you, even more confused.

Qi Xiang smiled, and when he turned his eyes, he saw an automatic heating kettle on the coffee table, and he was taking water for heating at the moment. After only a few moments, a pot of water immediately boiled, spewing a faint mist.

"Don't move, let me ......"

Zhu Shen suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked Qi Xiang aside, then rolled up his sleeves, picked up a pot of boiling water, and said proudly: "Xiao Zhu, open your eyes wide and witness the miracle well." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Shen tilted his hand and poured boiling water into the tree gall pot.

"What is this doing?" Zhu Qiao was inexplicable,

"Hehe, wait a minute, you'll know." Zhu Shenshun closed the lid of the pot with his hand, and then showed off his demeanor: "After a minute, it will open your eyes." As a word of caution, you have to be mentally prepared not to make a fuss no matter what you see......"

"Huh!" Zhu Qiaopi didn't smile: "Do you want to tell me that in a minute, this pot of water will turn into oil?" ”

“…… I don't have anything to do with you. Zhu Shen snorted and said, "I want to convince you." ”

The two glared at each other, and sparks flew around.

Xiao Ding walked over silently and whispered in Qi Xiang's ear, "Shopkeeper Qi, what's the situation?" ”

"Nothing." Qi Xiang smiled and sold a pass: "After a while, you will know." ”

In the blink of an eye, a minute passed, Zhu Shen couldn't wait, took two cups, then poured out the boiling water in the pot, raised his glass and took a sip, and immediately grinned: "Fragrant, really fragrant." ”

"Gestures!" Zhu Qiao rolled his eyes with a contemptuous expression. In fact, his gaze fell on another glass of water, and his eyes were very cautious.

You know, just because he's just a fool and a loser, doesn't mean he's stupid.

Zhu Shen made it clear that he was showing off, which fully showed that this purple clay pot was definitely not simple. And it seems that the secret lies in this pot of boiling water......

Thinking of this, Zhu Qiao was not polite, directly picked up another glass of water, sniffed it under his nose, and took a small sip. In this instant, his face changed drastically......

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