"More than two million!?" Fei Xiaohong was stunned and plucked her ears and eyes with her little thumb, posing as if she couldn't believe her ears, "You didn't fool the old lady, did you?" 100,000 yuan to buy most of the set of colorful December flower god cup? Are you sure it's true? Nothing can be wrong? She was very unqualified, and she really took out a piece of yellow earwax from her ear and bounced it to the ground.

I opened the zipper of my schoolbag and gently tucked the cup inside, "Yes, it's exactly the same as the one in the Palace Museum." ”

Fei Xiaohong gasped, "Then aren't you crazy?" ”

"Make do with it, it's not in vain this time." I smiled in a good mood, tightened my shoulders and carried my schoolbag, and crossed the street first: "Let's go to the audition again, I remember that it won't end until the afternoon, and there should be a lot of things that can be picked up." Thinking of something, I took back the brocade box I had just given Fei Xiaohong, "Uh, I'll still take this fake thing, with this, people will know at a glance that I am a layman, and it is easy to buy things." ”

Fei Xiaohong slammed the door, and immediately glared at me and stretched out her hand to grab me: "You have sent the old lady!" ”

I was almost angry with her, holding the brocade box and hiding: "I'm dizzy, I also let you pick up an inkstone, look at your stinginess!" ”

"One yard to one yard! Hurry up and pay me back! Otherwise, the old lady will bite you! "I fought for a moment for a brocade box that was not worth a hundred yuan, and in the end, Fei Xiaohong saw that she couldn't rob me, so she had to withdraw her hand stupidly, her eyes rolled around, and she didn't know what she was thinking, suddenly, she changed her flattering expression, hehe smirked and leaned towards me, and said affectionately: "Xiaojing, you see that you have made enough money, isn't it my turn?" Well, how many more can you point me to? It's best to be of the same grade as this flower god cup. ”

Faced with Fei Xiaohong's shameless request, I rolled my eyes, crossed the street directly, and ignored her.

Fei Xiaohong pinched a flattering smile, followed me closely, and hung her back with one hand: "Comfortable?" I'll pinch you again when I go back? I still ignored her, and looked sideways to see that Fei Xiaohong was pouting and muttering, obviously saying bad things about me, and when she saw me, her expression immediately changed, and she changed her flattering smile: "Are you thirsty?" Sister Hong bought you some water? That's tired? Eh, there doesn't seem to be a chair here, it's okay, can you sit on Sister Hong's lap and rest for a while? ”

I paused, stood where I was, and turned around and said, "There are millions of things on the spot, but the other party is knowledgeable and didn't miss to pick them up." ”

Hearing this, Fei Xiaohong put the Xuande furnace in her hand on the ground and hung her arms to me very enthusiastically, "Hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, or less, hehe, where is it?" Pointing fingers to Sister Hong? "As a nanny, her massage technique is really comfortable, which makes my whole body crispy and numb.

I thought about it, anyway, I have already asked those people, since the other party does not sell me, then it is pointless for me to ask again, it is better to let Fei Xiaohong try his luck, besides, tens of thousands of antiques, I really don't care so much in my heart, this will not have much impact on my total assets, so I looked at the crowd, and finally, pointed to a few people to her: "I saw the white-haired aunt wearing the shoulders, the one in the hands of the people is the real bronze, the Qing Dynasty, it can be worth about 30,000 yuan, you can try it, um, There is also that person, the one who wears glasses, and the one in his hand is a landscape pattern lamp of the Republic of China, which is also worth twenty or thirty thousand, and then there is that person......"

Fei Xiaohong pricked up her ears and listened hard, and when I said that, she grinned and ran away.

I still have my business, so I don't care about her anymore, and I wander through the crowd, my eyes looking around.

It's more than ten o'clock, the host is talking to several collectors who have entered the semi-finals in front of the camera lens, and beckoning them to the recording studio in the west to find experts for identification, in fact, the real semi-finals will start tomorrow, the host only wants a shot, so that the post-integration looks more coherent, these collections on the scene today, in order not to affect the recording effect of the semi-finals, do not let the collectors know in advance, and most of the experts will not tell them the authenticity of the collections.

Suddenly, a few conversations caught my attention.

"Brother, this is a purple clay pot, right? That's pretty good. ”

"Hey, I don't know, I can remember this pot at my house, I asked some elders, and I forgot where the pot came from."

"I heard that the purple clay pot is very hot now, there are tens of millions of them, what is your psychological price?"

"More than a million are old pots, and this one of mine seems to be new, and I am content if it can be worth 100,000."

I turned my head sideways to see the purple clay pot dragged by the slightly balding middle-aged man, I seemed to have seen it on TV, but I didn't seem to have seen it, and I couldn't remember it clearly. But in line with the principle of "it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let go of one", I walked in a little and observed it from the surface. The purple sand pot is different from porcelain calligraphy and painting and other antiques, it does not care about the absolute truth and falsehood, the value of the measurement is mainly to look at several aspects, who is the pot maker, the age, the pot type, purple sand and so on, after Yan Wanru yesterday's training, I can probably distinguish some.

"Huh? Brother. The bald man glanced at the box in my hand: "This brocade box is your collection?" ”

I retracted my gaze that fell on the purple clay pot and said, "No, I just received it from someone else, what's wrong?" ”

"How much?"

"A few thousand."

The bald man was startled, stopped talking for a moment, and whispered: "Then you can be eye-catching, this box is not worth thousands, hehe, I am from the department store in Shijiazhuang, and it is exactly the same thing as your brocade box, and the price over there is clearly eighty-eight, and even the pattern is not bad." ”

Another young man who had chatted with him earlier said, "Yo, then hurry up and retreat, a few thousand yuan." ”

I shook my head slowly: "Everyone is gone." ”

The bald man said: "Be careful next time, the antiques are deep this time, don't spend money easily, you have to understand it later." ”

I smiled noncommittally, "Uncle, can I take a look at your purple clay pot?" ”

"Okay, give it." The bald man didn't even hesitate and handed the pot over.

I held it in my hand, only took a cursory look at the payment, and my heart jumped suddenly!

Chen Zhongmei! It is actually the work of Chen Zhongmei, a famous purple sand artist in the late Ming Dynasty!

To be precise, this pot should be "purple sand deer-shaped zun", the shape is extremely vivid, the antlers are supported by the neck, the deer is a deer kneeling on the ground form, the treasure light is introverted, the bottom is engraved "Chen Zhongmei system" paragraph, the wide mouth, the neck in the mouth and the deer body are more rough, for the characteristics of the pot in the late Ming Dynasty, the details such as the nose and mouth are concise, it seems to pass by, but it shows a faint outline, and the overall abstraction is extremely concrete and vivid, which is really amazing.

However, I was not carried away by ecstasy, but repeatedly recalled the identification techniques that Yan Wanru taught me.

A few minutes later, from the analysis of the local performance of the spout, carving, purple sand, etc., I can finally determine that this pot is definitely Chen Zhongmei's work!

When I opened the lid of the pot, I couldn't help but secretly rejoice, the inner wall of the pot still has a circle of traces of being soaked in tea soup for a long time, thinking that before he came, the family had been using this pot to drink tea, and the bald man casually gave me the pot, he obviously did not know the value of this pot.

What a chance! Another chance!

Just this purple sand deer-shaped vener, how can the market price be more than 1.5 million yuan!

Fortunately, I learned a lot of purple clay pot knowledge from Sister Yan before I came, otherwise, even if I saw the payment of this pot, I would definitely think that Chen Zhongmei was Chen Shimei's relative!

I was quickly organizing the language in my head, thinking about how to take down the purple clay pot.

"Hey, can I show this pot down?" The voice of a middle-aged woman popped up next to her, the woman was not very beautiful, but she had a good temperament and was dressed very decently.

The bald man was stunned, "Okay, look." ”

The woman couldn't help but take the purple clay pot from my hand and pounded it up and down, "Big brother, this is your pot, right?" Do you want to sell it? Give a price? From the analysis of her way of looking at pots, she should be a person who understands pots.

I was a little anxious, but she asked first, and I couldn't speak again.

Hey, halfway to bite the gold, what's this called?

The bald man didn't react for a while, and when the woman asked him for another price, he said, "...... Lakh? ”

The woman didn't think about it and said, "Okay, you can go to the bank with me to withdraw money." ”

The bald man and the young man next to him probably didn't think she promised so happily and froze.

The woman took two steps, and when she saw that there was no one behind her, she couldn't help but turn around and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

The bald man hesitated, "I'm sorry, I'm not selling." ”

The woman frowned and said, "Didn't you say 100,000?" So how much do you want to sell? ”

"It's not sold anymore."

After pestering for a while, the woman shook her hand and left angrily.

The young man was surprised: "Brother, didn't you just say that the psychological price is 100,000, why didn't you sell her?" ”

The bald man was a little emotional, "Didn't you see her agreeing so happily, this pot must be more than 100,000, and it won't be a loss if you sell it?" "People are like this, the party who sells things naturally wants to sell things to the highest price, I think, even if the woman bids another 1.5 million, the bald man will definitely not sell, he will think that 1.5 million can be sold, and it will definitely be higher.

Seeing this, I didn't rush to make a bid, but chatted with them one after another.

The young man said: "Actually, I think 100,000 is enough. ”

The bald man smiled: "Look at her appearance, I have no problem with 150,000 estimates, wait, wait for the expert to appraise it, maybe it's really an old pot, otherwise why would she pay so much money to buy it?" At first glance, the man looked like a person who specialized in playing with pots. ”

I blinked my eyes: "This purple clay pot is really so good?" ”

The bald man became confident, "Young man, you don't understand, I have words engraved on it, it must be this relationship." ”

I snorted and said tentatively, "Then you sell me, right?" ”

"You?" The bald man laughed dumbly and said, "You don't understand, why do you buy it?" ”

I shrugged my shoulders: "Didn't that auntie understand just now?" Since she has come out of 100,000, eighty percent can't be wrong, well, you make a price? If it fits, I'll take it. "I asked so many people at the audition site, and I have already grasped the subtle psychological changes between buying and selling.

The bald man looked at me, his eyes moving, "...... Can you take out 200,000? ”

I smiled wryly: "Too much, right?" Is this pot really worth so much money? ”

"Not really." The bald man said, "How's it going?" If you want to have 200,000, we'll make a deal. ”

I shook my head in obscurity, "It's too expensive." ”

"Don't worry, you won't lose."

After pondering for a long time, I nodded hesitantly: "That...... All right. ”

The balding man smiled delightfully.

I can't help but feel a little emotional, language is really an art, only slightly changed the way of speaking, but the effect is completely different, alas, how can the more I contact Zou Yue'e, the more I infect her with the sleek essence of her? I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Pay with one hand and deliver with the other.

After taking the purple clay pot in my hand, I went to the roadside to buy a newspaper, wrapped the pot, and put it in my schoolbag excitedly.

Call! 1.5 million in hand! That's fast!

"Xiao Jing! Xiaojing! ”

In the distance, Fei Xiaohong smiled and beckoned to me, and walked over with her shoes rubbing the ground.

I looked at her empty hands and said, "Where's your stuff?" ”

"Sold, sold." Fei Xiaohong smiled, and pinched my shoulders one by one with powerful fingers, "Hehe, you are really amazing, the five people you pointed out to me, I took the things of three people, just like you said, as soon as you went to the antique shop, the boss gave the money without saying a word, that is called a pleasure, oh, didn't you say a fake Xuande furnace?" The old lady also sold it at a low price, it was too tiring to hold it, yes, yes, and then pointed out a few more to the old lady, it was really enjoyable! ”

She looked at me expectantly, and pinched harder.

I touched my nose: "I've told you everything I can tell, it's gone." ”

"That's it? Look for it again! ”

"I've been looking for a long time, haven't you heard my voice be hoarse?"

Fei Xiaohong pursed her lips in disappointment, immediately withdrew the hand that was massaging me, and muttered, "I said it earlier, I pinched it for you." ”

I really want to drag her to death, this is too "milk is a mother", "...... You turn around yourself, I'm gone. ”

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fei Xiaohong hurriedly followed me, "Are you going to pick up the leak?" Wait, I'll go too! ”

I had seen most of the things in the audition, and for the next hour, nothing came into my eyes.

Looking at my watch, it was already 11:50 p.m., and I turned back to Fei Xiaohong, who was following me, and said, "Eat together?" ”

Fei Xiaohong shook the jade bracelet on her wrist and displayed, "You please?" ”

I was half angry and walked south without looking back.

"By the way, I just saw a twelve-month-old cup, similar to your seven." Fei Xiaohong said casually: "But I asked the price, and the man asked for 200,000 yuan." ”

I Huo Ran turned around: "Are you sure it's the Flower God Cup?" How many months? What flowers? ”

Fei Xiaohong rubbed the jade bracelet with her fingers: "I forgot, what are you doing?" Didn't you say that the price of 200,000 is about the same? Didn't you make any money when you bought it? ”

"Oh, you know what, why didn't you tell me earlier? Where's the cup? ”

Fei Xiaohong pointed to the northeast: "I saw it over there, and now I don't know where he went." ”

Without further ado, I trotted quickly towards where she was pointing, looking left and right. Admittedly, I haven't seen a single flower god cup in the show in my previous life, but that doesn't mean it's necessarily a fake, because with seven cups, will experts let the same cup on TV again? Even if it's true, it won't!

"Him! It's him! At this time, Fei Xiaohong found the man.

As soon as I saw it, I hurriedly paced over and said to the young man in a windbreaker, "Excuse me, what's in your box?" ”

The young man glanced at me, "Colorful December Flower God Cup, what's wrong?" ”

"Can I see what month it is?" Seeing his wary gaze, I added: "I don't want to do it, just open the lid and show it to me." ”

“…… Well, okay. The young man lifted the lid of the box, revealing the true face of the cup.

There is also an inscription poem on it: Jin Yingcui's calyx has a spring cold, and there are several yellow flowers.

It's a February magnolia!

There is no repeat of the month with the seven cups I got!

After I confirmed the authenticity of the cup, I thought about it and said, "Do you make a price?" ”

The young man looked at Fei Xiaohong behind him: "You guys are together, right?" As I just said, two hundred thousand. ”

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Nope."

He is knowledgeable at first glance, and it is obviously unrealistic to buy it at the price of a leak.

But after thinking about it for a while, I decided to buy the cup, 200,000 is 200,000, it's a good deal.

When I handed him the money and took the Flower God Cup representing February, a bold idea came to my mind!

You know, most of the colorful December flower cups on the market are single, and the number of surviving is very small, not to mention a set of twelve, it is very difficult to get together three or four cups, and I, now there are eight more flower cups in my hand, which are daffodils in the first month, magnolia flowers in February, peach blossoms in March, pomegranate flowers in May, lotus flowers in June, osmanthus in August, hibiscus flowers in October, plum blossoms in December, if you can really collect the remaining four months of flower god cups and make up a set of twelve pieces, then its final value is not as simple as 200,000 times twelve!

Just like the dragon pattern lion head I picked up from Yang Village, it is not worthy of the right walnut, even if it is a huge dragon pattern lion head, it is not worth a few dollars, but as soon as it is matched, the price immediately more than doubled! Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? They can all be sold!

The same goes for porcelain kits!

I really can't imagine what kind of sky-high price it will be if I put together a set of colorful December flower god cups and put them at auction!

500,000 was spent, and I was penniless at this time.

After lunch, I got on the long-distance bus back to Yanjing with Fei Xiaohong.

This trip to Yixian County, the harvest is really great.

(To be continued)