Meng Yao lay on the bed and decided to show full sincerity to make amends to Wu Di, and she was going to invite Wu Di to go rowing in the Summer Palace tomorrow. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info this guy has been in the capital for more than two years, and it is estimated that he has not gone out to play.

Wen Huan was very supportive of Meng Yao's decision, and told Meng Yao not to mention any topics such as houses and money in front of Wu Di in the future, so as not to irritate the poor guy. Meng Yao nodded heavily.

After receiving Meng Yao's text message, Wu Di was very moved. But since he was taught by Master last time, he has still not done his job properly in the past few days, and it is too easy for Master to know his whereabouts, but I am afraid that he will be extremely disappointed in him at that time. After hesitating for a long time, he replied:

"The old man just scolded me, I'm going to help the second senior brother tomorrow, otherwise it will be miserable!"

Meng Yao took the mobile phone to Wen Huan, Wen Huan shook his head helplessly, poor guy, since you don't like him, why do you want to adopt him? Otherwise, maybe Wu Di can meet a good person!

After Wu Di took a bath, he called Song Hongyan and said that he would study with him for the next period of time. Song Hongyan smiled:

"You're finally done? Let's go to the ghost market with the second senior brother tomorrow morning. Take you to see and understand. ”

Panjiayuan has two ghost markets a week, Saturday and Sunday, of which Saturday ghost markets are especially popular. At 4 o'clock in the morning, the people at the gate of Panjiayuan were longing, the stall owners carried cardboard boxes full of small handicrafts in tricycles, and the customers gathered outside the Panjiayuan market by car and walking, noisy and crowded, and the gate was tinkling. Wu Di and Song Hongyan stood far away, and when they saw Wu Di, they were a little excited, and said with a smile:

"Everyone wants to be able to pick up leaks, but now it's not easy to pick up leaks, and even door-to-door receipts are planted by mines! Let's not be in a hurry, wait for everyone to go in and then enter, those who engage in antiques can't have been to the ghost market, we are here today. ”

As soon as the gate opened at half past four, the crowd rushed in and quickly took their places. After a while, one or two people were squatting in front of each stall.

"The ghost market is very different now. The ghost market appeared in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and the reason why it became a market in the early morning was because the police management was not strict at this hour, and they could get rid of some objects of unknown origin. At that time, some aristocrats were reduced to the point of selling their property for a living, and they couldn't save face, so in order to avoid acquaintances, they went to the "ghost market" to stand on the street with antiques. Therefore, antique dealers know that the ghost market produces good goods. Now, when I find an old object in the ghost market, it is a big leak for those who have a way to make a fortune. ”

Song Hongyan explained the origin of the ghost market to Wu Di while slowly walking towards the market.

The things in the ghost market are very miscellaneous, and the stalls are not big, but after a cursory look at more than a dozen stalls, Wu Di has seen many tricks such as ancient books and paintings, agate and jade, ceramics, Chinese and foreign coins, religious supplies and so on.

"It's an interesting stall."

Song Hongyan whispered, attracting Wu Di's attention, this is a stall selling porcelain, at a glance, celadon, white porcelain, pastel, blue and white, brother, ru, official, jun, and ding, the whole Chinese porcelain hodgepodge of past dynasties.

The two men crouched down and looked at it carefully by the light of the street lamp. Suddenly, Song Hongyan picked up a large blue and white porcelain plate, looked at it carefully with a flashlight and put it on the ground for a while, and motioned Wu Di to take a look. Wu Di picked it up and looked at the style first, "Yongzheng Year of the Great Qing Dynasty" two lines of six characters, regular script blue and white double circle official kiln model, mainly used in blue and white and pastel porcelain, yes. The font is soft and slightly grassy, and the blue and white tones are pure, and there is nothing wrong with that. Look at the tire again, the tire is firm and white, very delicate, the carcass is light and thin, and the tire repair is very neat, which is the characteristic of Yongzheng official kiln blue and white porcelain. Look at the ornamentation again, the blue and white lotus eight treasure pattern, the hair color is light and deep, slightly fainted, I can't help but doubt in my heart, try it with the book of heaven, but it is a modern imitation.

"The level of this thing should be on par with the one that the teacher showed you. You see, this blue and white seems to be haloed, but in fact it is not uniform, and it is obviously a deliberate pursuit of the effect, which is unnatural. In addition, the blue and white are slightly frivolous. And most importantly, cellulite is difficult to imitate. However, this one is also considered a masterpiece. Boss, how much does this cost? ”

"Originally, it was 50,000, but you are also an expert, take 8000!"

"Two thousand, I'll buy it back and make a teaching material to teach those little guys."

"Six thousand at the minimum!"

"Add another six hundred to you, and it will be successful, but if it doesn't work, forget it."

Song Hongyan made a gesture to put down the thing, the boss was anxious, this thing was collected for five hundred yuan, and he could sell it for two thousand six and earn back all the travel expenses, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"Two thousand eight!"

"Cheng, you wrap it."

Wu Di continued to walk forward holding the box, and Song Hongyan said:

"I have a genuine Yongzheng blue and white product, you take it back and compare it, it is clear at a glance. In fact, almost all fakes are made of imitations, fake from the real, each fake has a certain part of the characteristics of the real thing, the fake has seen more, and it will naturally recognize the real thing. ”

"Fake comes from the truth, classic. I just saw too little of the real thing, and I knew it was fake, but I couldn't tell where it was. ”

"The teacher thinks very highly of you, and he said that you have a unique feeling for antiques! If you are willing to work hard, two years is equivalent to twenty years for others! After all, it is much easier to recognize the authenticity of an object at a glance and then push it back to find evidence than to guess. Moreover, you still have such a perverted memory. ”

In front of him was a stall selling old books, Song Hongyan stepped forward and picked up a copy of the 60s edition of "Rong Zhai Essays" and flipped through it, saying:

"These things are the most in Baoguo Temple, you can go over and see it one day. Published in this era, and so well preserved, it is already a good collection. Look at the volume of "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang", deliberately made like that, but it is not as valuable as selling the original book. ”

Wu Di picked up "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang" and flipped through it casually, this is the first book, including six volumes of "Luanyang Summer Record", and looked at the publication date, it turned out to be vacant, Song Hongyan smiled:

"Most of them are from the Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House in 05."

Wu Di smiled dumbly, and was about to put it down, when his heart moved, he turned out several other books, and asked:

"Boss, how much does this set of books cost?"

The proprietor was a young man, yawning vigorously as the two of them read a book, as if the business was not his. Sure enough, as soon as Wu Di asked, the young man said directly:

"This is not my stall, the old man was asked to go fishing, let me look after the stall for him, I don't ask you for anything, just say the selling price, give you two hundred yuan to take it."

Two hundred is indeed not expensive, Wu Di was too lazy to bargain, and directly packed up and left. Song Hongyan has been watching coldly and didn't say a word, as if he didn't come with Wu Di.

After three or five stalls, Song Hongyan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice:

"Questions?"

"Well, I saw a note with two poems written on it, like Ji Yun's handwriting, I'll go back and take a good look at it later!"

Song Hongyan was a little excited, he had always believed in the luck of his little junior brother. It's been a long time since he picked up a leak in this ghost market, and he has almost not come in recent years, but as soon as the little junior brother comes out today, he not only buys a modern high-imitation porcelain, but also may have touched Ji Yun's handwriting, so how can he not be excited?

The two continued to go down, Wu Di had a hint of the book from heaven, and he knew that only the first book had a note, which should be Ji Yun's draft back then, and the other books were foils. Song Hongyan is a veteran, and he has long passed the stage where he is itchy when he sees good things, so he is also calm.

Walking through most of the ghost market, I saw a porcelain seller, large and small, with a thick layer on the ground.

"Learn porcelain from the first porcelain piece, because the porcelain piece can see the fetus, so it is not easy to buy fakes, if you are lucky, you can buy porcelain pieces with important characteristics, it will be of great help to you to master that type of porcelain. Let's go over and see if we can find anything good. ”

"A family fortune is not as good as a piece of Ru porcelain, hehe, maybe we can find a family fortune!"

"Two bosses, these porcelain pieces have just been collected, maybe it's really as this little brother said, making a lot of money!"

Song Hongyan smiled and asked:

"Boss, how do you sell it?"

"The old rule, the big pile of fifty-one and the small twenty-one, pick whatever you want."

Wu Di squatted on the big pile and carefully selected, and after a while, he found a piece of Yuanlongquan kiln Fuzi egg blue glazed porcelain piece! It is a complete bottom of a bowl, with a small half of the bowl edge, and the bottom of the blessing is clearly visible, but unfortunately there is no money.

Wu Di's spirits were greatly lifted, and this feeling of Taobao made his blood boil, and his heart, which had been irritated by trivial matters for several days, also calmed down.

Fragment of Ming blue and white floral pattern, fragment of clear pastel dragon pattern. Wu Di finished reading all the large pieces of porcelain, picked out three pieces, and checked them with his left hand next to the pile of porcelain pieces, and sure enough, there were no good goods, and he was happy, but Song Hongyan picked out more than a dozen pieces over there, and he continued to look for them.

Is there so much good in this house? Wu Di didn't go to join in the fun, he only took the porcelain pieces he picked out one by one in his hand and looked at them, whether they were true or false, he couldn't help but be moved, it seems that the senior brother is looking for teaching materials!

A total of six hundred yuan was spent, and the two of them left satisfied.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Song Hongyan proposed:

"Look at another jade stall and go back, how about it?"

"Listen to Senior Brother, this is your strong point!"

There were a lot of jade stalls, and the two of them let go of those stalls that were mostly fake, and looked for those stalls with black and unrecognizable things. There is a strange stall here, like selling porcelain pieces, with a pile of small black things piled up in front of it. Song Hongyan smiled:

"Some people are too lazy to bother to make fakes, so they use some plastic, glass, and waste jade to make various shapes, bury them in the soil mixed with glue, dig them out after some time, take care of them casually, and take them out as ancient jade to sell, this kind of thing is the most eye-catching. Let's take a look at the two of us, who can find the real jade from this large pile? ”

Song Hongyan didn't talk about ancient jade, obviously he had already decided that these were all fakes by the kind of methods he just said, and it was really not easy to find jade from it, Wu Di couldn't help but be ambitious, and decided not to use the Book of Heaven, just rely on his own eyesight and luck to have a good competition with the second senior brother!

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