Appraisal of treasures: Let you appraise porcelain, not touch it

These things were spread word of mouth by passers-by on the street. I only learned about this after listening to their discussion at the door of Yutang Porcelain Club.

"Ms. Mu San is also a strange woman. Her eyesight is quite extraordinary. When she goes out to choose goods, she rarely picks up on her."

"No, if Miss Mu wasn't just a girl, she would have become the real owner of the Yutang Porcelain Society."

"Hey, it seems like someone is going to ship goods, so hurry up and join in the fun."

I heard enough and left.

Although the Yutang Porcelain Society is large in scale, its structure is complicated. If I join, it might be a bit dangerous.

But, I really don’t have much fear in my heart. Only when there are challenges can I make progress.

I thought excitedly, then bought some delicious food and went home.

After I went back, I thought about it and decided to cooperate with Mu Wanyan. This woman was able to stabilize the situation despite the blows of her two brothers, which proved that she not only had a good character, but also had strong abilities.

Having made up my mind, I no longer hesitated. Although people valued my abilities, I couldn't always hold the air. This was really inappropriate.

In order to go to Mu Wanyan to discuss cooperation, I even changed into new clothes. I looked at my face in the mirror and it seemed that I looked much more handsome.

Like an old man, I strolled to the antique market, planning to buy some small items to give as a gift to Mu Wanyan.

I have rejected people several times, but this time I took the initiative to come to them. To be honest, my old face is really a bit embarrassing.

After walking around the antique market, I quickly found my target.

I wandered to someone else's stall and saw the shopkeeper introducing a glaze-colored and moist water-corrugated bottle in his hand.

It is about as high as an arm, has a thick mouth, and a handle. The color is white and delicate, and it is really beautiful.

"This is our authentic Quyang Ding porcelain. Our shop has just opened and we are offering a discount to our fellow villagers. If someone likes it, we will sell it for [-] yuan immediately!"

There were many people gathered around, talking among themselves.

If it is really a pure white-glazed vase made of Ding porcelain, the price of RMB [-] is really not high, and you will definitely make a profit if you resell it.

Unfortunately, although the enamel is good, it has a thin layer of shine that is hard to see.

However, my eyes have been polished for a long time, like golden eyes. I can tell at a glance that this thing seems fake but not real, and it is worth 1000 yuan at most.

"Boss, can you get out 5 yuan?"

After a while, a bearded man stood up and asked.

"How is that possible? Where can this treasure be sold at this price? Brother, if you like it, just add more. One hundred thousand is really not much."

"Why not much? If I didn't think this thing looks good, I wouldn't even think of [-] yuan."

The bearded man stared wide-eyed, holding his pocket and retreating repeatedly. Unfortunately, his eyes were still lingering on the bottle, making sure that the stall owner didn't see it.

I laughed, who could this acting fool?

"If you don't buy it, I will. Why don't you buy it for one hundred thousand? Boss, you pay the money and deliver the goods."

Another thin man in civilian clothes squeezed out of the crowd, and after saying this, he was about to pay.

"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't buy it! Boss, give me another chance!"

The bearded man took the bait, but little did he know that the thin man was simply a shill hired by his stall owner to raise the price!

But this has nothing to do with me. I was picking at the stalls, and the stall owner also stared at me.

"Brother, what do you want to see? The goods we have here are all treasures. You can't buy them and you won't be fooled."

The stall owner greeted me cheerfully, and I picked up a nice-colored tureen and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"This is the lowest number."

"two hundred?"

"Twenty thousand!"

The stall owner glared at me. The tureen was as big as three fists and had patterns engraved on it. It looked really nice.

I chuckled, the price was ridiculous.

Seeing that I was not interested, someone else came to ask about the tureen. I lost interest and picked up a palm-sized teacup and asked, "Can this thing cost five hundred?"

"Where are you dreaming? The minimum is one thousand!"

The teacup was not only small, but also quite fresh, as if it had just come out of the oven. The glaze was cold white, not quite like Ding porcelain.

There are water ripples on the tea cup and water ripples on the lid, but there is some dirt on it and it looks a bit shabby.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that I had chosen such a thing, but no one looked at it more.

I know that I have become somewhat famous recently, but I am afraid that someone may recognize my identity and want to follow me to find out.

Ding porcelain is not only mainly white in color, but also white can be divided into soft milky white, warm white and so on.

The second is the size of the object. If it is not ancient porcelain, the value of the object will be higher, and the texture is also very important.

Carefully crafted textures are always more valuable than simple textures, of course the most important thing is. The tea cup I chose looks cold white and reflective, which is obviously a parallel import.

So even those who don't know the art can know that the tea cup I like is obviously not worth a lot of money.

"One thousand is too expensive."

I frowned, seemingly hesitant.

"Eight hundred! No more!"

"Five hundred, just make a friend."

The stall owner glared at me, and finally agreed impatiently: "Okay, okay, just treat it as a business. Remember to visit often in the future."

"Got it."

I paid for the goods and felt proud.

The boss also had a smile on his face, and maybe he was also proud in his heart. In short, we were both very satisfied with this transaction. Only the passers-by around us shook their heads and sighed, maybe thinking that I had suffered a big loss.

I happily carried the tea cup and briefly cleaned the dirt on the lines. It was not serious and I could clean it off with my nails.

When I arrived at the Yutang Porcelain Club, I looked at the door for a long time. I didn't see anyone else, so I walked over on my own.

When the waiter at the door saw someone coming to the door, he immediately cheered up and greeted me with a smile: "Guest, do you want to see the goods or ship the goods?"

"I'm looking for someone. Are you, the third master, here?"

"Dare to ask your Excellency?"

When the clerk heard that my purpose was to meet Mu Wanyan, he suddenly became more cautious and his expression became a little more wary. He stared at me and looked me up and down, clearly thinking about my origins.

I smiled and explained: "Just say, I figured it out, just come and talk to her."

"Okay, then why don't you sit here and wait?"

"to make."

I nodded. There were still a few thugs in the store watching, and the guys weren't worried that I would touch anything in their store.

I took a rough look at the shop and found that there were indeed many treasures.

There are endless porcelain bowls, lotus pattern washers, jade vases, etc. from the Northern Song Dynasty.

Of course, most of the products in this kind of store are real and fake, with lots of treasures and a lot of parallel imports.

"Where are they? Didn't I drive them away?"

I had just walked around when I heard a gust of footsteps and Mu Wanyan's urgent question.