Wen Yiming picked up an old pot, the color was dull, the surface was a little rough, and when he lifted the lid, there was a strange smell inside. frowned, put it down, and said, "I like to collect old pots, but these are in too bad condition, right?"

The boss was just about to speak, when suddenly a regular customer called him over and said with a smile: "In this way, if you like to choose any one, one is two hundred, three is five hundred, how about it?"

Wen Yiming wanted this sentence, thought about it and nodded: "Forget it, you can't go back empty-handed once, I'll choose, you are busy first." ”

The boss turned around and went back to greet the regular customer, and there were seven or eight pots in the box, all of which were worthless, otherwise they would not have been placed under the cabinet. If you can sell a handful, the cost is low anyway, just make some money.

Wen Yiming watched people leave, and quickly grabbed one of the pots, half a scoop pot, with half a scoop as the body, the flow is short and straight, put into a ring, and the lid is set with an arc button, the classic purple sand pot shape.

"No money?"

Wen Yiming picked up the pot and looked at the bottom of the pot first, there was no money, the nameless pot may not be made by a famous artist. The color is dark, there is no luster, and the appearance is average, so it is placed here.

He gently opened the lid of the pot, took a deep breath, and a faint aroma of tea came, which should be the smell of the tea mountain accumulated inside.

"Biluochun!"

"And a little hairy?"

Smell a little strange, the fragrance comes from the long-term accumulation of Biluochun in the pot, the fragrance is natural, it must be of the highest quality. But later it was a little hairy, and the two kinds of tea were very different.

"Huh, and you're tired?"

Wen Yiming approached the spout of the pot, suddenly his complexion changed slightly, he gently put his fingers into the pot, touched it carefully, understood in his heart, quickly put the lid of the pot back in place, picked up the next hand, and said loudly: "Boss, I want these two pots for three hundred!"

"Okay!" the boss glanced at it from afar and said casually: "No problem, three hundred is considered to be a friend!"

Wen Yiming took out the money, put it on the counter, picked up the pot and turned to leave. Go downstairs and go out of the door, throw a handful in your hand into the garbage can, carefully hold the half-scoop pot, and take a taxi home.

First go to the supermarket downstairs to buy a bag of baking soda, don't care about changing clothes when you get home, take a spoon and put it in the pot, flush into the 100 degree boiling water, the water should be full, and then cover the pot lid, wait for about ten minutes, and then gently brush the pot with a soft brush, and the accumulated tea dirt becomes yellow water flowing out.

It didn't work once, and he did it again, and after four or five times of cleaning, there was no tea dirt residue in the end, and he was satisfied. took out a flashlight, reached into the pot, and finally found a secret on the inner wall, and said excitedly: "Amanda room!"

He hurriedly checked on the Internet, laughed and said, "Mansheng pot, Chen Mansheng!"

If he got the treasure, he picked up the half-scoop pot, carefully wiped the body of the pot with a wet towel, and speculated: "It should have been the collection of the rich family, used to soak the Biluochun." Later, it was lost to the people, and the descendants did not understand, thinking that it was a nameless pot, and soaked ordinary hair tips, so there were two kinds of tea fragrance. ”

The half-scoop pot is a work cooperated by Yang Pengnian, a famous pot maker in the Qing Dynasty, and Chen Mansheng, and is an important material for the study of Chen Mansheng's pot. In the twenty-first year of Jiaqing, Chen Mansheng was an official in Liyang, near Yixing, where he became acquainted with Yang Pengnian, and gave encouragement and support to Yang's "family members" pot-making skills. Because he is fond of sand ware, he identifies the sand in his spare time, creates new samples, and designs a variety of pot shapes that are simple and conducive to decoration.

How many Mansheng pots are made before and after? Now there are two Mansheng pots engraved with pot codes, one of which is now in the collection of the Hong Kong Tea Ware Museum, and the pot inscription is "Tea Pot No. 1379, Pingjia," and the bottom is printed "Peng Nian", and the bottom is printed "Amanda Room".

Second, it is now in the Shanghai Museum, and whether that number is the actual number of Mansheng pots can no longer be determined, and there is no way to assess.

Gu Yun: "Literature is simple and simple", "painting is simple and expensive", and the same is true of Mansheng pot, which is very rare. Although he made a lot of pots, it is said that Wu Dacheng, a great collector at that time, wanted to ask for Mansheng pots for many years, and it was passed down as a good story.

"Another big leak!"

Wen Yiming said excitedly: "Three hundred and one Mansheng pots, it is estimated that at least one more thousand words will be added after the auction!"

Pick up the phone and call Ling Tiancheng, after a few days of auction preview, Long Xiangmo will appear brightly, and now it has added a Mansheng pot, which is another heavy weapon!

"What? Mansheng Pot! I'm waiting for you at the company!"

Ling Tiancheng was excited on the other side of the phone, and asked Wen Yiming to go to the company to meet immediately, he packed the pot in a box and took a taxi to Tiancheng Auction.

"Elder Zhang, take a look, is it genuine?"

As soon as he arrived at the company, Ling Tiancheng pulled Wen Yiming to the office, and Zhang Lao, who had been identified last time, was also there, took the box, carefully took out half a scoop of pot, and carefully began to appraise.

"The dark money is in the pot, the handle is in the position!"

After hearing this, Zhang Lao quickly took out a flashlight, looked for it according to Wen Yiming's prompts, and sure enough, when he saw the style, he was surprised: "Sure enough, it's a Mansheng pot, it's actually a secret model!"

Ling Tiancheng confirmed again: "Take a closer look, Mansheng Pot is unique in the history of purple sand technology. Before 1977, I had not seen the unearthed objects, and there were many fakes in the world, only the Mansheng pot unearthed from the tomb of Wang Kunshan that year was used as evidence. ”

Zhang Lao nodded, took out a magnifying glass and carefully identified it, and for more than half an hour, he was even more certain: "Genuine, definitely genuine!"

"I went to Yan Sihai to study, and he collected as many as three Mansheng pots, such as: Yang Pengnian's Chen Manshengming purple sand round hat pot, Yang Pengnian's Chen Manshengming purple sand acacia pot. ”

All the pot lines are concise, the workmanship is regular, the knife is skillful, the carving is fine, the bottom of the pot is printed with "Amanda Room", the knife is like a thunderbolt, it looks strong and simple, and the gold and stone flavor is full. ”

Zhang Lao picked up the pot and said with love: "This pot is completely in line with the characteristics of Mansheng pot in terms of workmanship and charm!

In a word, Ling Tiancheng was overjoyed, Zhang Lao was a master of miscellaneous identification, especially for purple sand and woodware. He stood up abruptly and said excitedly: "Mansheng pot, God help me!"

Zhang Lao carefully played with the Mansheng pot, and said helplessly: "It's a pity that future generations don't cherish the treasure, what do you think it looks like?

Then he looked at Wen Yiming with an expectant face, as if he was going to die if he didn't agree. What else can you say? I could only nod, and the old man immediately picked up the pot and left the office in a hurry.

"Say, again?"

Ling Tiancheng filled Wen Yiming with tea, and said with a smile: "Your luck is so good, you have picked up big leaks one after another, first Long Xiangmo, and today it is Mansheng Pot, this is the rhythm of making a fortune!"

Wen Yiming took a beautiful sip of tea, and said modestly: "What is this? Which big collector in history is not like this? The six sons of the Republic of China, they are all genuine works of the Song and Yuan dynasties, and they are national treasures, and that is the big bull!"

Ling Tiancheng nodded secretly, it is best to have this mentality, in fact, in his opinion, picking up leaks is not a big deal, there are everyone in the auction house, there are many lucky people, and there are not a few people with high eyesight.

The main reason is that Wen Yiming picks up leaks too often, and he gets it once in a few days, which makes Ling Tiancheng very surprised. It stands to reason that he doesn't have a family craft, and he doesn't know why it's so magical.

But this is someone's secret, Ling Tiancheng won't ask, and said excitedly: "This is different, a heavy weapon is a heavy weapon, but for Tiancheng Auction, the two treasures in your hand are no worse than national treasures!"