Mr. Huang is an expert at the National Palace Museum. If he names it, it will definitely have good results. It seems like the treasure hunt can begin.
"Pan Hui, can the villa be tidied up today?" Zhang Yang asked.
"No problem. The master will finish cleaning up this afternoon and guests can be invited at any time." Pan Hui said with a smile on the phone.
Zhang Yang nodded, so he would invite Mr. Hong, Mr. Huang and the others to come tomorrow. After they had enough fun, he was making this request. It shouldn't be too much. But he had already arrived at Panjiayuan. Shouldn't he go and see Meng Fei?
?That guy has a lot of store-building treasures in his hands. If he can get them, he can support his store.
Thinking of this, after Zhang Yang hung up the phone, he couldn't sit still anymore and walked into Panjiayuan. He had to admit that this was the largest antique trading market in China. Even after nine o'clock in the morning, it was packed with people.
Zhang Yang did not go directly to Meng Fei's store. This was his first time visiting Panjiayuan. Naturally, he wanted to take a closer look. Maybe he would go shopping here in the future to understand the market conditions. Soon Zhang Yang knew that his idea was just a fantasy, because
The prices of each house are really different. Some porcelain bottles can be confirmed to be fake at a glance, but for those who buy them, the price is hundreds of thousands.
Zhang Yang shook his head speechlessly and stopped asking for prices. Every time he came to a street stall, he would use his powers to look at it. When there was a Baoguang, he could talk about it. If not, he could just give up. It didn't take ten minutes for Zhang Yang to understand.
Why did Mr. Hong search here? Because he even visited a few street stalls and didn't find anything real. Not even a little treasure, something with a little bit of collection value.
There are too few genuine ones!
Zhang Yang sighed and thought, fortunately he has super powers, otherwise, he would have to lose as much money as he had, and he couldn't even make a wave. Zhang Yang went down two more houses, and finally he saw Baoguang.
, and it is a light red color.
Zhang Yang squatted down quietly and looked at the things on the ground. The light was an incense burner. The whole body was made of Buddhist scripture paper, covered with gold and inlaid with gold pieces. It looked very solid and two feet wide.
It is more than ten centimeters long. After turning it over, you can see the six characters made in the Xuande year of the Ming Dynasty. The character "德" is missing a horizontal line in the middle. Even if Zhang Yang doesn't know much about antiques, he has heard of the name Xuande furnace.
The stall owner was a young man. After Zhang Yang finished reading and put it down, he asked: "Boss, this is a Xuande furnace from the Ming Dynasty. It's a rare masterpiece. You can't find anything like this in Panjiayuan."
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Zhang Yang smiled. It was strange that he could find the same one. The light red one dates back more than five hundred years. If he guessed correctly, this might be a fine product. It's a pity that he doesn't know much about Xuande furnaces, otherwise he could be more precise.
OK.
"What's the price?" Zhang Yang asked, then took out his mobile phone and searched for the word "Xuande Furnace" on the Internet, and soon the content on the encyclopedia appeared.
The boss hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Yang's clothes, and saw that he was obviously a wealthy man. He quoted a price: "Fifty thousand."
Zhang Yang had already read the information on the website and already had a clue in his mind.
After hearing this, he said funnyly: "When did the price of Xuande furnace become so high!"
The boss said: "This is the real thing. It has been passed down from generation to generation. You don't believe that I can find your family tree."
Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "It's authentic, can you prove it? There are dozens of Xuande furnaces in the Palace Museum, but none of them can be proven to be authentic. Can you tell me how to prove that yours is authentic?"
The boss was stunned for a moment and said: "You are also an expert in feelings!"
Zhang Yang shook his phone and said, "What an expert? You can find everything by searching online. If you sell it for three thousand, I will hold it."
The boss was so angry that he vomited blood. Nowadays, the Internet-based mobile phones are really abominable. In the past, a Xuande stove could be sold for 18,000 yuan. But now, everything is available after checking online. Are you going to let them?
These people were mixed up. He was a little hesitant. This Xuande stove cost 500 yuan, and selling it for 3,000 yuan was quite a lot. However, this Xuande stove gave him a different feeling from the previous ones. It was rich and majestic, and he always
I think it's true.
Seeing the boss's hesitation, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You don't think this is true, do you? Even if it is true, will anyone admit it?"
This sentence made the boss give up all his thoughts. Who made Xuande furnace famous? There were too many imitations. They were everywhere. In the Panjiayuan market alone, there were hundreds or even thousands of them. He couldn't find them.
If you sell it, there will definitely be others selling it, and as Zhang Yang said, even if this thing is genuine, it won't be recognized and it won't be sold at a high price.
"Sold." The boss said.
Zhang Yang counted out three thousand yuan from his wallet, handed it to the boss and said, "I advise you not to accept the Xuande stove."
The boss sighed and said: "I don't want to take it either. This belongs to a friend of mine. He has no money and he has to give it to me. If he doesn't want it, it will hurt his feelings."
Zhang Yang's heart moved: "This friend of yours is also in this business?"
"He? No, he's just a prodigal. He used to have a lot of old gadgets at home, but he almost sold them all," the boss said casually.
Zhang Yang's mind calmed down. If this was the case, it would have been sold out long ago. It is estimated that no one wanted the Xuande stove, so he sold it to his friend. He didn't expect that he was getting an advantage, but when he picked up this Xuande stove, he thought of it online.
Zhang Yang was also a bit dumbfounded by the news.
I know that this Xuande furnace is more than 500 years old and must be from the Ming Dynasty, but how can I prove it?
If it cannot be proven to be true, it can only be displayed in the store.
But that’s fine, no matter what, it’s genuine. If others don’t know it, just know it yourself.
If one day I meet someone knowledgeable or find a way to prove the authenticity of the Xuande furnace, this Xuande furnace may be turned around.
Holding the Xuande stove, Zhang Yang continued to walk inside.
After walking a few doors, Zhang Yang found that his good luck had come and he found a scroll that exuded a deep yellow light.
Zhang Yang walked to the stall, put down the Xuande stove, picked up the scroll and asked, "Can I take a look?"
The boss glanced at the Xuande stove and almost laughed. He was willing to sell such a big Xuande stove. It seemed that he had encountered a stick. He hurriedly said: "Slow down, I'll come. This is Dong Qichang's authentic work. If it gets damaged,
, my loss would be great.”
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Dong Qichang?"
It sounded familiar. I seemed to have heard his name somewhere. He took out his phone and looked through it. Zhang Yang laughed. He was really a famous person. According to the time it took Dong Qichang to the present, it was really more than four hundred years.
So it should be genuine.
The scroll unfolded and Zhang Yang took a look. It was a landscape painting. Zhang Yang pretended to admire it and asked, "How can I sell this painting?"
The boss smiled and raised a finger.
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "One thousand is too expensive."
The boss almost destroyed the painting with a tremor of his hand. Who is the stick? He clearly meant one hundred thousand, but when he came here, it became one thousand.
"Boss, look at the transaction prices online. These are all genuine products. They only sold for more than 10,000 US dollars. You don't need to do an appraisal to know that they are very imitative. Isn't 1,000 dollars too high?" Zhang Yang said.
The boss forced out his voice and said: "I said ten thousand!"
He didn't dare to say one hundred thousand now. He probably would have run away immediately if he said one hundred thousand.
"Ten thousand? Are you kidding? One thousand is already too expensive. You still want me ten thousand. You really treat me as a traitor, don't you? I only spent three thousand yuan to buy such a big Xuande stove. You are like
The calligraphy and painting cost me 10,000 yuan." Zhang Yang's mouth was like running on a train, talking non-stop.
Zhang Yang's loud voice attracted the attention of an old man passing by. The landscape painting had not been put away yet. The old man was stunned at first sight, and then stood quietly behind him, looking at the two of them, not knowing what he was thinking!
The boss also noticed that he was a stingy guy. Not surprisingly, he should be the kind of person who buys things to scare others. There are many such people in the market now. They spend thousands of dollars to buy something and take it back.
, and then they say it is true, but in fact they also know it is false, and they just want this face.
"One thousand is too low, eight thousand!" the boss said.
Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "It's too expensive, it's too expensive. There are so many paintings by the boss Dong Qichang. I always buy them from any house I go to. This painting is just a replica. If you tell me a more realistic price, I'll give it to you."
If you buy here, you can save money elsewhere.”
"Then how much will you pay?" the boss asked.
Zhang Yang thought for a while and said: "Three thousand like this are the same as this Xuande furnace."
The boss looked at the painting, then at the Xuande furnace, and smiled bitterly. Both of them are imitations that are widely available in the market.
"Okay, deal." The boss rolled up the picture and handed it to Zhang Yang.