Rebirth: I am a first-line antique dealer

After having enough tea and food, we still have to continue receiving goods.

Ding Mao was no longer bothered about the bronze mirror. He couldn't help feeling that maybe all the arrangements were the best arrangements.

If he hadn't wasted time at the bronze mirror, he might not have been able to catch up with the meal in the town. Even if he had caught up with the meal, he might have missed the old man and the banknotes.

The future value of that copper mirror is far less than the value of these banknotes!

Not to mention that set of headwear inlaid with coral!

The horn sounded again, and the frontline shoveling of land continued!

"Young man, I have a pair of bottles at home, but the paintings were erased. Do you still want them?"

An old man asked tentatively.

Ding Mao secretly screamed that it was a pity, but apart from not accepting some things, there is no way to be picky about anything else. If you can, just do it. Being picky can easily make people not like selling you!

"That's fine. Why did you erase the painting?"

"Weren't we afraid of being punished when we were eradicating the Four Old Ages? How could we clean it up if we didn't clean it up? At that time, even the temples on the mountain were demolished at their request, and the Buddha statues were destroyed at their request. They didn't even tolerate gods, but they could still tolerate us. Little common people!”

At a certain stage of the movement, and the radicalization of some activists, many works of art, as well as ancient books and cultural relics were destroyed!

"There's really nothing we can do about it. The arm can't twist the thigh. No matter how unfortunate it is, there's nothing we can do!"

Although Ding Mao has not experienced that period of time, he has heard about it a lot. When he mentioned it again, he couldn't help but feel filled with emotion!

"Then let's go, young man, come with me to take a look. My old arms and legs can't move this big thing!"

"Okay, sir!"

Ding Mao agreed and then ordered to Meng Qingchan: "Qingchan, you keep it here for now, I'll go look at things with the uncle!"

"Well, you go!"

It has to be said that Meng Qingchan seems to be born to eat this bowl of rice. She has really strong learning ability and has grown very fast. I am afraid that her eyesight on coins is now as good as that of Ding Xian. As for her recognition of editions, There is even a tendency to catch up!

When he arrived at the old man's house, Ding Mao saw the pair of large bottles!

The faces of the characters in the picture and the poems on the back have all been erased, and the traces of erasure are still clearly visible!

Ding Mao's mood at this time can be described as heartbreaking. From the remaining paintings, he can also see that the story painted is about Liu Bei, a figure from the Three Kingdoms, seeking a bride, and it is painted in the style of a big shot!

However, without the faces of the characters and the poems and inscriptions, he couldn't tell which famous artist painted it. However, judging from the painting method of the characters' clothing, it was clear that the person who painted this porcelain had profound skills and was definitely not an unknown person. !

Most of them are painted porcelain from the Republic of China, especially those with pastels and light crimson colors. Most of them are overglaze colors, which are easy to lose color over time, not to mention that they are man-made!

"Hey! Such a good thing has been affected by that period of history and has not been preserved intact. What a pity!"

"Young man, you haven't experienced that era. You don't know how fierce the turmoil was at that time. Some people took revenge and deliberately harassed people. Don't be afraid that it is fake!"

The old man still feels a little sad when he recalls the past!Then the conversation changed again.

"However, not many of the bad people back then had a good end in the end. Those who smashed the temple either got seriously ill or died unexpectedly in recent years. There were also children who suffered unfilial piety and suffered a lot, and some even became disabled. Yes, there won’t be much good results anyway!”

Ding Mao also nodded in agreement: "You can not believe in some things, but you can't disrespect them! You can not love some things, but you can't not cherish them!"

Although this sentence comes from my feelings, it is also very reasonable. Sometimes it is really like this. If you date someone you don't like or something you don't like, it will be of unexpected value!

Some of them were originally my blessings, but were abandoned like worn-out shoes, and finally became my own bad consequences!Or pass this blessing that belongs to you to others!

The old man also nodded and said, "That's true!"

Then the painting style was introduced to the bottle.

"Look at how much money these two can give you. If it's almost the same, you can move it away! These things will definitely be better in your hands than in the hands of ordinary people like us who don't know anything! It can better demonstrate its value and also Can be better preserved!”

Ding Mao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this inconspicuous old man would have such awareness and protective awareness!

Judging from the fact that this pair of bottles does not have any overshoot, cracks, bottom explosions, bumps or even ant bites, it can be seen that this old man really takes good care of this pair of porcelain!

"Uncle, I'll give you 200 yuan for these bottles! Do you think that's okay?"

In fact, if Ding Mao hadn't been afraid that he wouldn't be able to give a price when he encountered porcelain again in this village, he would have given more!

If it were normal times, although the shape and size of these bottles are sufficient, he would only pay 50 yuan at most!

"Okay, that's a lot!"

The uncle was also very happy and did not bargain like others!

After Ding Mao paid the money, he planned to pack the bottle and leave, but he was stopped again by the uncle!

"Young man, don't leave in a hurry, I have something else for you to look at!"

As he said that, the old man took out another porcelain incense burner, painted with blue and white clouds and dragon patterns. The diameter was about 20cm, or even more, according to visual inspection, and the rim was painted with cloud patterns!

The texture of the fetus is exquisite, the painting is exquisite, the blue and white hair color is first-class, and the color is lush and green.

Regardless of its shape, pedicure, painting characteristics, blue and white hair color, etc., this should be a Kangxi style incense burner.

"Uncle, if we have something, why don't we take it out and look at it together?"

Ding Mao said with a smile!

"You think your uncle is a rich man! This is the only thing that will never happen again! This was what my father hid back then for fear of being punished, and he never dared to expose it!"

After carefully observing it for a long time and confirming that there was no damage to the whole product, Ding Mao said: "This thing is quite good. How much do you want to sell it for, sir?"

This old man has a better personality. At first glance, he seems to be an open-minded and extroverted person.

"Look at you young man, you can't give me a price when you receive something, so if I want 200 yuan, can you give it to me?"

Ding Mao grinned: "Then maybe I can really give it!"

"If you can really give it, I'll sell it to you!"

The old man said it categorically, without any hesitation!

"Okay, let's do the deal for the 200 yuan you said!"

As he said that, Ding Mao took out 200 yuan again and handed it to the uncle!

The old man took the money in his hand and said: "Young man, I can see that you have taken care of me to some extent. I won't let you take care of me in vain. You can go to the penultimate house at the east end of the village. The ones on the temple back then His family secretly stole all the clocks and stuff!"

When the old man said this, he felt a little embarrassed for Ding Mao. Not to mention that this incense burner was from Kangxi's year, even if it was from a well-off person, it was rare to imitate a Dakang one.

"Thank you, uncle. I'll go over there and have a look later!"

Ding Mao returned to the place where the stall was set up again, and Meng Qingchan actually collected a lot of things on her own, and she had no objection to the fakes!

Seeing that no one was trying to sell anything, Ding Mao said to Meng Qingchan: "Pack it up, let's drive to the east end of the village!"

When Ding Mao came to the house mentioned by the old man, at first the family did not admit that those things were in the house.

"Uncle, if you put the things in the temple at home, you may not be able to live without good luck. Besides, we are just collecting goods, so we can't talk nonsense. We accept many things because we are afraid that others will know, so we will definitely not tell nonsense. !”

In the end, it was Ding Mao who finally gained his trust!

You can’t be thin-skinned when it comes to antiques. The more shameless you are, the better you can get!

The man hesitated for a long time before nodding: "Then drive the car into the yard!"

In the end, Ding Mao got his wish and saw the old man talking about the copper bell, a copper incense burner, and temple money!

And during the chat with him, he learned that this man’s father had participated in the demolition of the temple, and he was the man who died violently as the old man said!

The bronze bell is about 50cm high, with animal buttons and lotus petal patterns on its shoulders, making it very solemn and majestic.

Because there were written dates on it, Ding Mao knew that it was a product of the Qing Dynasty.

The price charged was not high, but the seller was extremely satisfied!

Ding Mao now has a lot of Buddha statues and incense burners, especially at the last auction, he bought a lot of them for a huge sum of money!

It seems that the club and exhibition hall he planned may have a special place for these Buddhists!