Chapter 076: Bricks?

It is not very correct to say that it is a bowl, but it looks a bit similar when you look at it on the first day of the New Year. It is shorter than the small bowl, and it looks more like a small plate. When Mrs. Hong took it to Jia Sidao's eyes, she could see it clearly. This should be a brush wash.

The only shame is that there were traces of broken marks on the brush washing, which had been repaired, but the repair level was really impossible for Jia Sidao to say at all. No wonder Mrs. Hong held it with both hands.

"This thing is probably a bit earlier than that set of porcelain, but it was broken during the period. The old man was still alive at that time. The old man said that even if it was broken, it would be worth a lot of money, so he asked someone to make up for it, but it was not very good. Then, it was put in the cabinet and it didn't move much." Old Mrs. Hong said to Jia Sidao, "If you didn't mention it, I wouldn't remember that there was such a thing. Look, do you like it?"

Jia Sidao did not go directly to pick it up, especially when he saw that the wash was repaired, he was even more careful.

The old lady put the things on the coffee table before Jia Sidao got started.

The whole body of the pen was repaired with bone glue. There was a small piece missing on one side of the base. The sticky marks of the bone glue were twisted and raised. To put it too much, such repair technology was not as good as not to repair. It was simply a bit terrible, very ugly, and even a little dazzling.

Even Liu Yufei stood by and looked at Jia Sidao's focused look at the brush in his hand, and couldn't help but mutter suspiciously: "No, you can also like this kind of broken porcelain?"

In Liu Yufei's opinion, there is no need to look at the porcelain in front of him at all. Not to mention whether it is suspected of being old, just take some repaired porcelains on the market for example. They cannot be sold at a high price. Not to mention repaired floors, even the complete shapes, glaze color and other things are pretty good. Apart from those special types, most of them are not worth much money.

Although Liu Yufei thought that the color was pretty, it was a bit blue, which was suitable for his aesthetics. Overall, it looked covered with tiny cracks. Liu Yufei had not focused on the research on porcelain, but he knew a little, which might be the legendary crab claw pattern.

But no matter what, Liu Yufei is not optimistic about such a broken thing. That's for sure.

"If it is Yuan blue and white, even if it is broken, you can take a closer look." Liu Yufei then sighed, "As for the piece in front of you, do you think it is the five famous kilns? Even if it is the five famous kilns, the price cannot be sold in Yuan blue and white."

"You know the money. Can the jade in your collection be sold at the price of Yuan blue and white?" Jia Sidao made a slight excuse. For a moment, Liu Yufei didn't know what to say. He could only smile embarrassedly and simply go to see the furniture in the living room. Jia Sidao didn't care. Even Liu Yufei, who doesn't collect porcelain, knew that Yuan blue and white land was expensive. No wonder, as Liu Yufei said, even the porcelain from the five famous kilns in Song Dynasty could not be sold at the price of Yuan blue and white.

In the auction market, even if it is not Yuan blue and white porcelain, some porcelains such as Kang, Yong and Gan in the Qing Dynasty are of far more valuable than the five famous kilns. However, if you know, Jia Sidao, the first in the collection, has a special liking for porcelain from the Song Dynasty.

This is not to say how Jia Sidao's knowledge is, or what level of collection awareness has reached. Jia Sidao just thinks that the shapes of the five famous kilns, whether in terms of shape, glaze color, etc., have been widely imitated in later generations. Just like the most popular porcelain of the Qing Dynasty, which is now popular. Among them, there are also many imitations of the official kilns in the Song Dynasty.

In this way, in Jia Sidao's mind, the weight of the five famous kilns became more visible. After looking at the brush in his hand, it was probably an old thing. As for the specificity, Jia Sidao couldn't say it very well.

Perhaps he saw Jia Sidao playing with him for a while, but he didn't say a word. Moreover, his eyes seemed to be always aiming at the gap. Old Mrs. Hong turned and thought of something. She walked back to the cabinet, reached out to grop inside for a while, and took out a piece of porcelain. It was the missing part.

Jia Sidao was a little happy and asked, "Old lady, this thing looks OK. Unfortunately, it has been repaired and it has been broken into six pieces in total. Moreover, you have seen it. It looks really not very good now. If you are willing to take action, the price may not be very high."

"Young man, I don't understand this thing. Apart from these tables, chairs, etc., at home, if you want it, as long as the price is right, I'm very willing to take action." Mrs. Hong said, pointing to a few pieces of wooden furniture and excluding them. "However, the old man said that this bowl was broken before his death. Although it was broken, it was still worth some money. Just watch it."

Jia Sidao was happy. The old lady was smart. She didn't understand the price and only used the old man's words to explain the matter. After that, Jia Sidao asked Jia Sidao to give a price. Fortunately, Jia Sidao was quite good and did not deliberately lower it. However, he thought, if the price of Jia Sidao was too low and the old lady was not satisfied, in the end, Jia Sidao would still not be able to stop?

What made Jia Sidao more embarrassed was that he actually didn't understand it very much, but it was a little better than the old lady. He was just a little bit better when it comes to collecting porcelain.

"Let's do this, I've said that the set of porcelain you gave me last time, and I made a small profit. This time it was one, and it was broken. I'll give you the price last time. How about it?" Jia Sidao thought about it. Even if you were to get a sharp look, it would be considered as supporting the old lady's life.

"Xiao Jia, did you buy porcelain here last time? You still made a small profit?" Liu Yufei, who hadn't paid attention to this place for a long time, asked now, and there was still a lot of incredible in his eyes.

"I took it to the antique street to sell it last time, and I just met this young man." Old Mrs. Hong was quite satisfied with the price given by Jia Sidao. After all, no matter how much the thing is worth, the old lady didn't understand it and didn't have the consciousness. She could sell it for several thousand yuan as an ordinary antique.

Jia Sidao paid the money immediately, carefully washed the money, and wrapped it with paper together with the fallen piece of porcelain. Before leaving, as soon as he left the living room, he suddenly remembered the dark blue color he saw last time. He walked to the steps, looked carefully, and even bent down, picked up the ceramic tiles, and touched them with his hands.

It's quite heavy to buy. One corner of it may have been broken, and it's naturally impossible to find the fragments. After all, it was placed on the ground as a stairs. I wanted the old lady to keep the broken corner as carefully as the brush just now. I really hoped that it would be slim.

However, you can see clearly that the tire of the tiles is very thick, about two or three centimeters thick, and there is some soil on it. Use your hands to dust off the soil, and then touch it along the gap exposed by the body. It feels that the texture is very delicate.

Jia Sidao also deliberately used his supernatural ability to sense and detect it. The feeling was just like detecting a piece of precision jade. Every part of the inside gave him a very unified and uniform perception. It is hard to imagine that if it were in ancient times, a piece of ceramic tiles could be burned to such an extent.

However, this is slightly different from the porcelain in modern supermarkets that gives Jia Sidao the feeling. For a moment, Jia Sidao couldn't understand this tiles.

"Old lady, do you know what this is?" Jia Sidao asked. Judging from the appearance, this thing is indeed as Jia Sidao guessed, and it is undoubtedly a brick. At least in terms of form, it is similar to the Great Wall bricks Jia Sidao saw on the Great Wall.

The blue and white pattern on it seems to be a kind of tangled flower, but the pattern looks incomplete. However, Jia Sidao looked through the tiles from left to left and right, and removed a small part of the knocked-down side, and there was no damage in other places. It was really strange. Is this a complete device or just a part of a certain device?

"I don't know this. In the past, I didn't seem to have this thing at home, and I had no impression of it. Later, because the stone slab on the steps was a little narrow, I looked for something to put it on and made it wider, and then I found it. It was just right. I kept it there." The old lady recalled and said, "It's been several years."

"This is also a piece of porcelain." Jia Sidao hesitated for a moment. Looking at the blue and white color on it, he found that it was more attractive than when he looked farther away. Many times, the authenticity of antiques can be roughly judged at the first glance. So Jia Sidao asked: "If you want, this piece can be sold to me too. As for this step, I will find someone to come tomorrow to help you make it smoother."

After all, the ceramic tiles are tiles, and they are placed on the side. No matter how suitable it is, they are a little worse than a whole piece of long stone slab. Especially at the age of Mrs. Hong, if the center of gravity is a little biased when stepping on the ceramic tiles, it cannot be said that there is no danger at all.

"If you want this thing, just take it." Old Mrs. Hong was not optimistic about the tiles.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Jia Sidao repeatedly shirked away, and finally gave Mrs. Hong three hundred yuan, saying that when she hired a small worker to come tomorrow, it would be counted as wages. The old lady accepted it.

After leaving the gate of Mrs. Hong's house, Liu Yufei looked at the ceramic tiles in Jia Sidao's hand and vividly described it: "Why do I think we are like cement workers? You have nothing to do with your hands, just take a tile to play with!"
Chapter completed!