"These things are not antiques at all. They are just movie posters. I took them back to the capital to commemorate history for our stubborn old man. He likes to watch those black and white movies and often uses the characters in them to teach others."

Zheng Mang held up the old pictorial in her hand. Six or seven of them were rolled into a roll and were already a little yellowed. Although these things were only forty or fifty years old, they cost her more than two thousand yuan.

Especially the poster for the 1952 movie "Northern and Southern War", which had the autographs of Feng Zhe, Sun Daolin and others. The stall owner asked for 1,200 yuan, saying that it was from the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The first war movie, there are definitely only four posters that are still intact in the country.

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"Nah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…"

The two were preparing to leave when a very familiar and sweet chirping sound suddenly came from Chang Xian's ears.

"Eh? Xiao Xianzi, come and take a look. There is a Grasshopper Gourd here, and there is also a Grasshopper inside. It has a round belly, long legs, and eyes as bulging as light bulbs. He can't be a general..., next to it

There is also a cricket jar here, oh my god, why are you selling this cricket jar even if it is broken?"

Zheng Mang was immediately attracted by the Grasshopper. She ran over, picked up a gourd and looked at it, calling Chang Xian loudly.

Chang Xian spent his childhood in the countryside. Later, the company his father worked for was a third-tier military industry company, which was also located in a mountainous area. He only moved from the mountainous area to Jianning after he was in junior high school.

When I was a child, I didn’t have many toys. My favorite toys were grasshoppers and crickets, “field musicians”.

My favorite game is cricket fighting, where three or five friends would often use flashlights in the middle of the night to catch crickets among the rubble and rubble, and then start a competition to see who could catch the best cricket.

Even after I came to Jianning, I would occasionally go looking for it in the nearby countryside and mountains. At that time, urbanization was not what it is now. There were buildings everywhere, and the urban areas were very small. A few steps outside, there were vegetable fields in the mountains.

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Every night, the chirping of insects and birds can be heard everywhere. If you turn over a stone at random, there may be an insect such as a cricket hidden underneath.

In addition to fighting crickets, Chang Xian and Li Qizhi also fell in love with raising grasshoppers. In order to catch them, they often ran to the vegetable fields, and they often got into trouble for bringing grasshoppers to class to play with.

Chang Xian's father's brain collapsed.

But at that time, it was undoubtedly a very respectable thing among my classmates to have a green and loud grasshopper.

Therefore, after Chang Xian heard the rapid chirping just now, he immediately recognized that it was the chirping of a grasshopper. Seeing that Miss Zheng was more familiar with her than him, he felt very happy. The sisters were also happy.

Odd man, I am afraid he was also the one who chased cats and dogs when he was young.

Xun Sheng looked around and saw Miss Zheng's snow-white and pink hands tightly holding a grasshopper gourd that was all red and purple.

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"Please, young lady, you are holding a serious Sanheliu gourd. Please be careful. Also, this cricket pot is not broken, it is just a little cracked. If you don't want it, please let it go.

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The young stall owner who had just finished eating said to Zheng Mang angrily that the changes in his family these days were weighing on him like a big mountain. Even though reporter Zheng was young and beautiful, the young man did not show any color to her.

"I haven't looked at it yet, how do you know I don't want it? Xiao Xianzi, you should hurry up, Roujiamo! This young man is quite awesome, come and see if his item is real or fake?"

Zheng Mang was scolded, but he wasn't angry at all. He handed the gourd in his hand to Chang Xian who had just squatted down, and then casually grabbed the cricket jar.

As soon as he bought the gourd, Chang Xian felt a warmth in his hand. He looked at it carefully. This gourd has an ivory mouth and a tortoise shell cover with two dragons playing with pearls. The height of the mouth is more than 10 centimeters, and the belly in the middle is very big.

It's big, I think it's about 8 centimeters, and it's very full in shape.

Looking inside from the mouth of the gourd, it seems to be an engraved tortoiseshell double dragon playing with a bead on the core, with fire-painted clouds and dragons all over the body. The decoration is clear and very exquisite.

The outer skin is ruddy in color with a faint light and calmness, revealing a gentle old aura, which is a sign of thick pulp.

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"Hey, I told you to be careful, who's responsible if it breaks? Just put it down quickly, I won't sell it to you anymore.

Seeing that Zheng Mang was a little careless, the stall owner became a little anxious. The porcelain was fragile and the gourd was not solid. If it accidentally dropped on the ground, it would definitely break.

"It's okay. I'll take a look first. If it's good, I'll pay for it if it breaks. If I like it, I'll buy it. You don't have to worry."

Of course Chang Xian also knew the rule of not getting rid of things. After comforting the stall owner who was about to jump up, under the shadow of the copper coins, the two items in the stall instantly became spiritually sensitive.

He couldn't help but sigh to himself, it was really not easy. Not counting those stores, there were so many stalls with very few sensitive objects, but now he finally came across two.

However, Chang Xian's eyes did not stay on the gourd in hand at this moment. He was playing with the gourd in his hand, but his peripheral vision was attracted by the cricket jar in Zheng Mang's hand, but he did not dare to arouse the suspicion of the stall owner, so he just

Use the grasshopper gourd as a cover.

The cricket jar is drum-shaped, with a concave spout. When closed, the lid and the mouth of the jar are on the same plane, with a circle foot. The entire body is glazed except for the spout.

The outer wall is painted with patterns of reeds and wild geese on the grass pond. Wild geese are flying high next to the grass pond in Tingzhu. The cover is painted with a lying fox and the wild geese on the branches looking at each other. It is full of life and interest and has a natural atmosphere.

As Zheng Mang opened the lid, "Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty" was written horizontally on the inside. Turning the cup over, "Xuande Year of the Ming Dynasty" was written vertically on the bottom. There were six-character blue and white regular script inscriptions horizontally and vertically. The shape was square and the strokes were flat.

Straight and extremely clear.

If there is a shortcoming of this cricket jar, it is that there is a thin crack on the top of the rim, like an earthworm, spreading to the bottom, which has some impact on the quality of the cup.

But this is normal. As the saying goes, if the earthen jar is not broken away from the wellhead, the general will inevitably die in battle. After all, after hundreds or even thousands of years of bumping and bumping, it is inevitable that some damage will occur.

Some counterfeiters even deliberately make items somewhat damaged when making them old, to increase credibility.

"Xiao Xianzi, what's so good about this Grasshopper Gourd? Did you see this thing a lot when you were a kid? Show me again..."

Reporter Zheng Da on the side didn't know that Chang Xian was looking at the cricket jar in her hand. Seeing that he was holding the cricket gourd and refusing to put it down for a long time, he couldn't help but feel curious.

She didn't see anything just now, so she stretched out her hand and was about to grab it.

"Don't... this thing is very valuable. If it is broken, Miss, you might lose ten or eight years of pocket money."

Chang Xian quickly let go of Zheng Mang's hand, and at the same time grabbed the grasshopper gourd tightly, fearing that it would accidentally fall to the ground.

Judging from the stall owner's appearance, he also knew how valuable this gourd was. I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up the gourd today.

"Really? Do you know how much pocket money I have per year? Boss, how much does your gourd cost?"

Zheng Mang was very dissatisfied with Chang Xian's words.
Chapter completed!