Chapter 114: Treasure Hunt
Fang Yong took another look at this rough stone, and it turned out that the part where the window was opened was the worst place in the jadeite, and it looked very blurry, giving people the feeling that there would be nothing good in it.
I see, I said how can such a large rough stone be marked at such a low price? After negotiating the price with the booth owner, Fang Yong spent 60,000 yuan to take it down.
When he put this piece of water jade in the cloth pocket of the small trailer, then Fang Yong had a feeling of being in the bag.
In a good mood, Fang Yong hummed a little song and pulled the baby to continue walking.
All morning, Fang Yong only bought this piece of water jadeite. It's not that Fang Yong didn't find good jadeite, it's just that most of the good jadeite rough stones have been opened and the price is very high. If you simply gamble on stones, it is not too cost-effective, but if you have a processing factory, the processed jadeite will definitely make a lot of money if you sell it again.
After lunch, Fang Yong wandered around and came to the cultural industry area. The conspicuous position here is the special equipment made by the government to attract investment, and the special equipment is very atmospheric and has its own characteristics, introducing the advantages of industries and resources in various places.
Walking inside, Fang Yong saw a tea culture and purple sand culture display enterprise. The tea master used a purple clay pot to do various tea art movements in front of the booth, which was beautiful and natural.
On the background wall of the enterprise, the famous poet Lin Kui's "Tea" of the Song Dynasty is written in rows: the stone mill flies lightly, and the frankincense cooks Jianxi Spring. It is difficult to know the best people in the world, and the ancients remember the tea scriptures.
Under the background wall, there are groups of purple clay pot tea sets, which turned out to be a company in Yixing that produces purple clay pot tea sets.
With its simple, elegant and vivid plastic art, the purple clay pot has been famous at home and abroad for hundreds of years and is respected by the world.
In addition to its long history and artistically prosperous tea culture history, Yixing purple clay pot has been handed down through the generations, and its masterpieces have reflected the glorious artistic characteristics of the purple clay pot. Its plastic arts are incomparable.
The shape design of Yixing purple clay pot is varied, the square is not one, and the circle is not the same. Therefore, from the perspective of plastic arts, the status of purple sand craft should be above that of a qiē ceramic craft.
For people with rich life experience, tea and chat is the best leisure way to laugh and talk about life and express feelings. A pot of tea, brewing a strong feeling; A cup is in hand, the fragrance is around the fingers, and there is the tranquility of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely".
The etiquette gave the fragrant tea brewed by the tea master to the visiting merchants one by one in a small paper cup, and Fang Yong also stepped forward to ask for a cup of tea and took a sip, which was fresh and fragrant, and there was a lingering fragrance between the lips and teeth. Not bad, very good.
Using a purple clay pot to make tea not only has a rich and lasting tea aroma, but also can be used for a long time, and can also cultivate temperament and have the effect of strengthening the body.
In addition to the practical function, purple sand has also been endowed with plain, elegant, dignified, simple, introverted, gentle connotation, it symbolizes the simple character, reflecting the traditional Chinese aesthetic values and the Chinese people have long been pursuing the spiritual realm of natural harmony.
Thinking of this, Fang Yong stepped forward and talked to the company's representatives. It turned out that the representative of the company was Zhang Ruixiang, the general manager of the manufacturer, who came to participate in the art festival for the first time and held a preferential activity.
Zhang Ruixiang showed Fang Yong the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang oak purple sand set launched for the first time at the art festival, teapots, teacups, tea seas, smelling cups, two peeing dolls, color-changing golden toads, and a set of tea equipment, with carved oak tea trays, the price of 999 yuan makes people have a desire to buy.
Fang Yong liked this set of purple sand tea sets very much, so he set ten sets in one go, ready to give them to Master, his family and He Dakai.
When Mr. Zhang saw that Fang Yong had set so many tea sets, Fang Yong was even more enthusiastic, and hurriedly asked the staff to take out a delicate purple sand gift for Fang Yong, and promised that when the art festival ended, the staff would be arranged to send the tea set to Fang Yong's hands.
After Fang Yong paid a deposit of 1,000 yuan, he left the company. After a while in the cultural industry zone, Fang Yong went to the exchange and trading area.
This year's antique exchange and trading area is still in the same location last year, with three rows of booths made of simple greenhouses, and there are obviously more people here than in the cultural industry area, which is crowded with people, and many stalls are surrounded by a lot of people.
Fang Yong watched as he walked, absorbing this sporadic aura by the way. Through guò consciousness detection, Fang Yong also found that there were two beautifully printed Daoguang ten-year Qian Zhuang tickets in the cover of a Qing Dynasty account book. These two money bank tickets are beautifully printed, down to the facial expressions of the characters.
Looking good, Fang Yong wanted to buy it.
I asked the seller, and the price of this ledger was only fifty yuan. After paying back the bargain, I bought it for thirty yuan.
Fang Yong continued to wander around the trading area, and suddenly his consciousness detected that an inkstone emitting a thick red mist was being held and watched by a middle-aged man in a stall in front of him.
Fang Yong was anxious, he saw the baby, but he couldn't let others take the lead. Who knows, when Fang Yong wanted to walk over quickly, the middle-aged man put down the inkstone again, and when he put it down, Fang Yong's hanging heart also let go.
When Fang Yong came to the stall that emitted red mist, on the stall, there was a somewhat dirty inkstone, which was not a good thing at first glance. I couldn't complain that the middle-aged man just picked it up and put it down again. But this dirty inkstone is shrouded in a layer of red mist, and the aura moves in the red mist.
Since the middle-aged man didn't take a fancy to it, Fang Yong would never let others pick it up again.
When he came to the stall and picked up the inkstone, he asked, "How do you sell this inkstone?" ”
The stall owner heard someone ask about this dirty inkstone, looked up at Fang Yong, and offered: "One hundred yuan!" ”
Hearing the other party's offer, Fang Yong was overjoyed, and saw that there were still some ancient coins on his stall, so he pointed to the pile of ancient coins and asked, "I'll pick two more coins, plus this inkstone, you count me as a hundred yuan, how about it?" ”
The stall owner looked at the pile of ancient coins that Fang Yong pointed to and said, "Okay, but you can only take two, and my coins are sold for ten yuan each!" ”
Fang Yong couldn't help but be a little amused, it seemed that this boss didn't know the goods. Fang Yong picked out a rusty Tang coin Tang Guotongbao and folded it into two large coins. There is also an Apocalypse Tongbao, and on the back is eleven taels of coins.
Raising the two coins in his hand, Fang Yong put the inkstone emitting a thick red mist at his feet, took out a hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to the boss.
The boss picked up the money and looked at the light, then put it in his pocket.
At the end of the transaction, Fang Yong asked the boss for a few newspapers, wrapped the inkstone all over his body, and carefully put it into the small trailer.