Chapter 68 Zheng Mang's Filial Piety
"Xiao Guo, why are you here to cause trouble? One hundred and forty thousand, Xiao Chang, I will also give you a grasshopper gourd from the Republic of China. Although it is not expensive, it is worth three to five thousand. What do you think?"
Not to be outdone, Uncle De opened his mouth and added 10,000 yuan. In fact, from the market value of this gourd, 140,000 yuan is considered a high price. Of course, if after some publicity and then entered the auction house for auction, the price would be
Not allowed anymore.
Chang Xian was a little dumbfounded when he saw that these people didn't have martial ethics. He really didn't want the one with the highest price to get it.
Mou Duanming smiled slightly at the side. After all, his junior brother was still young in the industry, so this scene was considered polite.
If something really good comes out, a dog's brain can beat a human's. If you talk about being gentle, courteous and thrifty at this time, it won't be hot.
After hearing Uncle De's quotation, Boss Guo shook his head and said he was quitting. The reason why he wanted to accept Sanhe Liu's gourd was that he really liked it. In addition, it was also a rare commodity. He might let someone play with it at some time.
If the boss takes a fancy to it, he can still make a fortune.
However, at a price of 140,000 yuan, the profit margin is very small. If the price is raised again, he will have to bear certain risks.
What's more important is that he doesn't specialize in miscellaneous items. If he raises the price further, it will smell like malicious competition.
"Hey! Fifteen..."
Yu Bo smiled and was ready to make a bid. It was obvious that this was the type of person who couldn't buy his favorite things even if he had money.
"One hundred and fifty thousand! I want it!"
What Yu Bo didn't expect was that a crisp voice sounded next to him, and it was Zheng Mang who quoted a price, which shocked Chang Xian.
"Brother Yu, I want this gourd. You don't want to rob it from me. I can't rob you of my two pocket coins..."
Seeing that Yu Bo seemed a little reluctant to deal with it, Zheng Mang said: "If you dare not let me go, I will go to Grandpa Yu one day and pull his beard and complain!"
Yu Bo was startled, stared at Zheng Mang again, laughed loudly and said: "You are really a little girl, I haven't seen you for a few years, how come you are so tall! You didn't even say hello, it's a shame I never dared to
Accept! Okay, it’s yours, I’ll give you the money later, and I’ll give you a small gift from my brother!”
Everyone didn't expect that the two met and came out like this, and the store became quiet for a while.
Zheng Mang declined and said, "Don't mention it. If it's something else, I'd still ask for it from you, but this won't work. I want to buy this back for our stubborn old grandpa, so I'll have to pay for it myself."
She seemed to know that it was a bit sudden, so she explained to everyone: "After my grandfather retired these years, he picked up flowers and grass every day, and sometimes walked around. I didn't think of it before, but I heard you guys say it later.
This thing is good, if he can raise two grasshoppers for the winter, it will also bring some joy to the old man."
Well, no matter what the reason is for collecting, it is more important than honoring the elderly. Even Uncle De was dumbfounded at this time. The words circled in his mouth several times but he couldn't spit them out.
"Hey! Look what's going on..."
But Chang Xian said with a dark look on his face: "Miss Zheng, what are you causing trouble? If you like this gourd, just tell me and I'll give it to you, right?"
Seeing what Zheng Mang wanted to say, Chang Xian said: "Auntie, please stop talking. Didn't I spend 100,000 yuan to buy two items? If you give me 50,000 yuan, the gourd from Sanhe Liu will be yours.
That Xuande cricket jar belongs to me!"
He waved his big hand in the air, "That's it, remember to pay me later!"
"What? One hundred thousand dollars for half a day is two items? There is also a Xuande cricket jar? Take it out and have a look!"
Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands is not a big deal. I heard that there is a cricket jar, so Yu Bo's loud voice pushed Zheng Mang aside.
Not only was Yu Bo impatient, Uncle De, Boss Guo and Mou Duanming were also full of doubts.
After all, a cricket gourd from Sanheliu is already rare to see on the market. How many cricket jars have the cricket jars of Xuande been known to the emperor for hundreds of years? How many of them have seen his cricket jars? Is it possible to have one?
The imitations from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty are considered to be highly incense.
The sun is hanging in the sky, and it's not time to dream yet.
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"Hey, I bought it together with Sanhe Liu, please give me some help!"
Chang Xian took out the cricket jar from his backpack, opened the newspaper outside, and placed it on the coffee table.
The porcelain in the center of the coffee table is extremely elegant and simple. The materials are of different shades, the ink is thick and solemn, the blue and white have green bleeds, the material is fine and thick, and there are faint orange peel lines.
As soon as he looked up, the carelessness in everyone's eyes disappeared, and their expressions became serious.
"Uncle De, you are a senior, can I help you with Xiao Chang's eyes?"
Mou Duanming glanced at the expressions of several people and chuckled softly.
"Come on, this is your one-third of an acre of land, you better do it!"
Uncle De rolled his eyes and said: "Besides, if it's miscellaneous things, the old man has never convinced anyone. If it's calligraphy, painting, porcelain, etc., your family, Lao Mou, is very knowledgeable, so I'm convinced!"
Boss Guo next to him continued: "Yes, we can't overshadow the guest. The job of appraisal belongs to you, while we chat with the Cricket Emperor."
"Skills have specializations, that's what they say."
Yu Bo said to Zheng Mang: "Girl, don't underestimate this cricket jar. It is a small category of antiques. There are many people playing with it, and there are many ways to do it."
This is right. What reporter Zheng Da likes to hear most is all kinds of gossip.
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The ancients were fond of fighting crickets.
During the Southern Song Dynasty, Jia Sidao's nickname was Prime Minister Cricket.
Emperor Xuande of the Ming Dynasty was nicknamed Emperor Cricket.
The emperor is enjoying himself with the people, so the utensils for holding crickets must also be exquisite.
Cricket jars are difficult to classify. They are made of porcelain, pottery, and jade.
Porcelain jars are relatively delicate and are generally used to fight crickets.
Pottery jars have a rustic feel and are permeable to water, making them suitable for raising crickets.
Among the exquisite works of Cricket Jar, we recommend the works of Zhao Ziyu in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
There was a saying in Liulichang: "Six jade cricket jars were exchanged for a pair of Daoguang official kiln pastel dragon and phoenix bowls." At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, they were worth one hundred and eighty oceans.
In the field of cricket jar collection, there is such a ranking: Ming Yongle official kiln, Zhao Ziyu, Danyuan master, Jingxuan master, red pulp and white pulp.
But the strange thing is that historical records record that Emperor Xuande "loved the drama of promoting weaving" and was known as the Cricket Emperor.
During the Xuande period, the blue and white porcelain fired by the Jingdezhen Royal Kiln Factory has simple and elegant shapes, bright and crystal-clear glaze colors, and colorful patterns. The firing technology has reached its highest peak, and it is one of the famous porcelain products in my country.
"Jingdezhen Ceramics Record" commented on Xuande porcelain: "All materials are exquisite, blue and white are the most expensive."
Emperor Xuande was so keen on playing with crickets. Xuande official kiln was the pinnacle of blue and white, but Xuande cricket jars were not included in this list.
Chapter completed!