Sourness

Even if Mi Yue couldn't hear anything from the car horn, she understood Qin Zhao's expression.

While frantically packing his notebooks and pencils, he picked up Da Mao and hugged him in his arms, planning to slip away before the tiger smelled and searched for it.

Unexpectedly, he moved fast and the woman's footsteps were even faster.As soon as he stood up with the monkey in his arms, he heard the sound of a string of high-heeled shoes behind him, and a gust of fragrant wind wafted over.

Qin Zhao didn't move, but when he saw Miyue's panic about running away, his face darkened even more.

As soon as Mi Yue turned around, she met Nan Tang who was walking towards the end of the corridor.

Mi Yue felt that mentality was indeed very important.He thought Nan Tang was unreasonable before, but with the reminder at the entrance of the restaurant, and looking at Nan Tang's bright and flamboyant face, he could somehow see a bit of arrogance and a bit of stubbornness.

"Miss Nan." Mi Yue nodded politely.

Nan Tang glanced at him sideways, and there was an undisguised dislike in his eyes, "Are you still holding on? After all, our Qin Zhao is easy to talk, so we can't be ashamed to push people away, right?"

Qin Zhao couldn't help scolding her, "How about your upbringing in Nantang?"

Nan Tang snorted coldly, "What is that, can it be eaten?"

Mi Yue lowered her eyes and smiled, "Talk slowly, I'll go back to my room first."

"Stand!" The woman's shout sounded behind her.

When Mi Yue turned her head, she saw Nan Tang raised her long, curved eyebrows with a look of impatience on her face, "I still haven't asked you a question, how did you know my grandfather?"

Mi Yue's heart suddenly dawned.

Nan Tang wanted to remind him at the entrance of Xi's Restaurant, but then he thought that Chairman Nan would personally invite him, maybe there was some friendship that she didn't know, no matter what, she had to ask clearly before she could rest assured.

Mi Yue felt more and more that this woman seemed to be ostentatious, but she was actually careful. Her situation in Nan's family might not be as good as it seemed to outsiders.

"President Nan and I have never met before." Mi Yue smiled slightly, and was not unhappy because of her tone, "Today is also the first time we have met."

Nan Tang's expression eased slightly, he snorted, and said nothing more.

Mi Yue glanced at Qin Zhao behind her, and saw that he still had an angry expression, as if he couldn't get used to Nan Tang's behavior, so she sighed softly in her heart.

I don't know whether the statement that Nan Tang fell in love with Qin Zhao is true or not.If it is true, both of them will suffer.

Because I had coaxed the two fluffy ones at home in advance, Miyue went out the next day with ease. I went to the provincial museum for a long time, and then took a taxi to a more famous private museum in the city.

This museum has been built for five or six years. The number of tourists it receives every day is limited, and it needs to be booked online two days in advance.

It was the first time for Miyue to visit a private museum, and the first impression was that the environment was good.The architectural design and interior layout are very distinctive.Because there are not many guests, the service and explanations of the staff are also very good.

The museum's exhibits are mainly porcelain, which are displayed in different categories according to age.The Ming and Qing Dynasties are mostly, followed by the Song and Yuan Dynasties.Of course, everything that can be displayed by the museum owner is naturally a high-quality product.One of them, a moon-white glazed willow-leaf statue, has a long neck, sloping shoulders, slender shape, and even glaze color. It stands on the dark velvet, like a slim girl.

Photography is not allowed here.Mi Yue stood in front of Liu Yezun, silently thinking about how to get a picture of it.

Someone beside him came over and looked at Liu Yezun behind the glass curtain with him.After a while, he suddenly asked Mi Yue nonchalantly, "Is this bottle real?"

Mi Yue was shocked by this layman's statement.But there was no one else around them, and the words were indeed being asked of him.

Mi Yue replied helplessly, "It's true."

"Oh?" The well-dressed young man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with curiosity, "How did you tell?"

Mi Yue felt that it was against harmony for such a handsome young man with a very cultural taste to stand here instead of admiring the beauty of the exhibits, but pondering the authenticity of the exhibits.

"The shape and glaze color," Mi Yue said succinctly: "A fine product from the early Qing Dynasty."

The young man was stunned, and smiled generously and said: "I don't know these ways, I can only see if they look good... But the girl I'm chasing likes these very much, and she suggested that I come to this kind of place more Indulge in edify."

Mi Yue smiled, thinking that this person has a good personality, and he would not be angry if a girl made subtle sarcasm.

There were not many people in the exhibition hall, and the two of them had just chatted for a while, and they walked to the next exhibition hall together very naturally.

Song Dynasty Pavilion.

The area of ​​this exhibition hall is slightly smaller, but the arrangement of lighting and display cabinets is more comprehensive and meticulous. Obviously, the owner of the exhibition hall pays more attention to this exhibition hall.

The young man leaned closer to Mi Yue and asked him in a low voice, "Are the things here more valuable? Why do I think they are not as good-looking as the ones just now?"

Mi Yue heard it funny.But this person's expression is frank, which is not annoying.

"Song Dynasty porcelain is dignified and magnificent, and has an unsurpassed position in the history of porcelain development." Mi Yue said with a smile: "In addition to the innovation and development of craftsmanship, the cultural level and aesthetic level at that time also maintained a very high level. .”

The young man said with a smile, "I knew Song Dynasty porcelain was extremely expensive. Whenever it appears in the auction, it must be sold at a sky-high price."

Mi Yue thought to herself that this young master is also from a rich family.Ordinary people don't talk about auctions as casually as they go to a supermarket.

Mi Yue smiled and said: "Artworks are valuable because they embody the culture and thought of the era. The Song Dynasty is generally recognized as the pinnacle of the era of agricultural civilization, which cannot be surpassed by civilizations of other eras."

Young people may not be really interested in listening to these, Miyue thinks that if he really wants to listen, it is enough to check a commentator directly when making an appointment.Where is the leisure to ask other tourists?Probably it was too boring to hang out alone, so I formed a random group.

As for whether he understands these things, Mi Yue actually doesn't care.The world is so big, and everyone has different hobbies, so it's okay if you don't understand.

Jumping out of a specific small circle, Miyue herself is just an ordinary person who does not work hard and does not distinguish between grains and grains.

Mi Yue stopped in front of the glass cabinet deep in the exhibition hall.

This is a one-meter-square independent showcase.A small red-glazed bowl was placed in the center of the white booth, and one corner was obviously damaged.

"Why is it broken?" the young man called out.

He turned his head to look at Mi Yue, but Mi Yue's eyes were bright, as if he saw some stunning beauty.

The young man stammered, "Very... worth it?"

He took a closer look at the damaged red bowl, and found that its glaze color was a very strange crimson. Although it had been through thousands of years, it still maintained a kind of freshness like a baby's skin.

If you get closer, you can see that the background color of this small bowl is not pink, but a soft and delicate white.

In this layer of bright glaze color, there are one after another crimson fine lines floating.Some are as thin as a hair, some are like water plants floating with the waves in a stream, and some are like glaze marks and teardrops that slowly flow down the surface of the utensils during the firing process.The colors are not exactly the same, some fine lines are light in color, close to white, some are deep and light pink, and some are deeper, close to rose red.

Not to mention Miyue, even the young man who didn't know much about antiques was dazzled by it, and he stuttered for a long time before asking, "This...is this also from the Song Dynasty? Isn't it too beautiful?"

Was the craftsmanship so awesome back then? !

The young man looked left and right, but there was no similar exhibit in the entire exhibition hall.It's no wonder that such a broken small bowl was arranged by the museum owner for a separate booth.

He turned around, with a little awe that he didn't realize, and asked Mi Yue in a low voice, "What the hell is this?"

"Blood pattern porcelain."

The young man said he had never heard of it.

Mi Yue's eyes never left the porcelain bowl on the stand.He stopped and walked around the booth, constantly changing angles to appreciate its beauty.

"This thing is very rare in the world," Mi Yue sighed softly, "It is an extremely rare opportunity for the owner to get such a thing, even if it is damaged."

The young man asked again, "It's also from the Song Dynasty?"

Mi Yue nodded, "It's from the Song Dynasty. But the time when this thing appeared was not glorious, and collectors of later generations love and hate it."

"What age?"

"After the Jin people went south and occupied half of the Central Plains, they supported two puppet governments and installed two so-called 'emperors'. One was the Great Chu Emperor Zhang Bangchang who was appointed after the Jin soldiers occupied Bianjing, and the other was the original Liu Yu, who was an official in Shandong, was named Emperor of Daqi by the Jin people, and his capital was established in Daming Mansion, Hebei."

The young people seem to understand.

Mi Yue had no choice but to make a long story short, "The puppet Qi government later moved its capital to Bianjing and implemented a system similar to that of the Southern Song Dynasty in order to attract the hearts of the people in the Central Plains. People have to engage in various livelihoods when they are alive. Blood pattern porcelain was fired by northern kiln workers in this period. from."

The young man suddenly asked, "Is this a kiln transformation?"

"Probably." Mi Yue said: "Some people once speculated that the porcelain of this period could produce such a strange kiln transformation, which was related to the raw materials at that time. Jin people went south, and many craftsmen from the Song Dynasty were forced to go north. The kiln workers may have come into contact with some relatively rare porcelain clays or glazes in the northern region. Therefore, under such coincidences, the blood pattern porcelain was fired."

Anyone who has read books knows the history of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties.The young man stopped asking about the origin of the porcelain bowl, but focused on another question, "Is it worth money?"

Mi Yue scratched her chin, "After the blood pattern porcelain was fired, it was mainly sent as a tribute to curry favor with the Jin people, so the literati in the Central Plains didn't like this thing. Besides, Liu Yu's son-in-law made it too. In those few years, the output of blood pattern porcelain was not high..."

The young people nodded, and they were not valued, so few people collected them, and the number handed down naturally was small.

"There is a legend that Shen Xiu, a wealthy man in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties, also known as Shen Wansan in folk stories, loved blood-patterned porcelain very much. It is probably from this time that folk collectors began to pay attention to blood-patterned porcelain."

The young man suddenly realized, "It's really... Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books."

Mi Yue looked at him with a smile, and accepted his flattery frankly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the young man stretched out a hand, "I didn't expect to meet such a knowledgeable friend after being brought here to be educated. It's a great honor. Let's get to know each other. My name is Feng Qiao, a small businessman. "

Miyue shook hands with him, "Miyue, working in a museum outside."

The two of them said a few polite words like "It's a pleasure to meet you" back and forth, and they both laughed again.

Outside the Song Dynasty Pavilion is a shop selling souvenirs.Mi Yue found a counter selling picture albums, looked through every picture album, and found that there were four or five editions of the picture albums here, all of which were printed at different times.Among them, there are two new commemorative books that he likes in Qing Kangxi Moon White Glazed Willow Leaf Zun, but neither of them has blood pattern porcelain.

The author has something to say:

Blood pattern porcelain or something, don’t take it seriously, it’s just a story~~~

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