The current porcelain is a blue and white landscape pot with a human figure lid. The pot and lid are a complete set. It is not small in size. The pot has a straight mouth, a short neck, and a ring foot. The lid has a flat top, a slightly folded rim, and a ring-shaped catch button.
The whole body of the jar is decorated with blue and white landscape figures. The blue and white flowers are delicate and green, fresh and bright, and have the artistic effect of ink painting. The picture is clearly layered and full of three-dimensionality. But at a glance, Wang Ding knew that this thing was not an antique, but a newly imitated blue and white flower from the Kangxi period.
Character lid jar.
Since he didn't like it, Wang Ding no longer cared about their bargaining. When he was about to leave, a touch of spiritual energy approached him.
As the spiritual energy flow approached, Wang Ding turned around. At this moment, what Wang Ding saw was a clay pot placed in the corner of the stall.
If it weren't for the traction of spiritual energy, no one would have discovered this corner. Generally, stall owners usually put things that they don't like in the most corner, and this jar is undoubtedly it.
This is a completely black flat-bottomed pottery jar, covered with dust and mud. From the surface, it is just black with no other glaze color, and the patina does not seem to be very obvious. It looks a bit like an old thing.
Seeing that the stall owner and the foreigner ended up without an agreement and the business was not concluded, Wang Ding interrupted and said, "Boss, show me the dark jar next to you."
Wang Ding squeezed to the side of the clay pot and said.
"for you!"
The stall owner was not careful with the black jar at all. He picked it up with one hand and took it directly.
Just because the stall owner treated the black jar like this, everyone around him could guess that this clay jar was not a good thing.
But after Wang Ding got the jar in his hand, he didn't despise it. With the spiritual energy there, it wouldn't do any harm!
Observe this jar carefully. It is a pottery vessel with a big belly and a narrow mouth. It is about thirty centimeters high. It is dark and smooth with no patterns on it. It looks a bit like a pickle jar in the countryside, only one size smaller.
But as soon as Wang Ding got his hands on this object, he was overjoyed. This thing looked big in size, but it was extremely light in weight. Such a big jar only weighed one or two kilograms. He reached out and touched the inside of the jar and felt it was very light.
It was smooth. There was no hint of thorniness, and Wang Ding confirmed his guess.
"Wang Ding, you are not attracted to this piece of crap, are you?"
Just now, Sally was giggling when she saw the foreigner bargaining with the stall owner. Now that the foreigner left, Sally approached Wang Ding.
When he saw a black jar in Wang Ding's hand, he immediately said something sarcastic.
"Yeah. Let me take a look first. I'm not sure either."
Wang Ding didn't dare to directly tell Sally that this was a good thing. But when he heard Sally sarcastically saying that his stuff was not good, the stall owner got excited and pointed at the jar.
"Hey, little girl, what you are saying is not right. This thing of mine is not a junk thing. Let me tell you, this is black pottery from the late Neolithic Age. It is a living antique..."
"Hello pottery? I think it's just someone's pickled pickles at best, don't you think so?" Sally just likes to make trouble, and a few foreigners actually cheered after her instigation, which made the stall owner's face immediately turn red.
, black, unhappy way,
"I said, brother, it's okay if you don't want to buy it. Don't tell your friends to talk nonsense. If you behave like this, I won't sell this thing to you."
"What do you mean, boss, I'm afraid people will tell me that this is a good thing, let me take a look at this." Sally also went online, grabbed the clay pot, weighed it in her hands, and said with disdain, "Oh, it's so light? It's not made of iron.
Right?"
As she said that, Sally knocked it with her hand, and the jar made a "dang" sound of gold and iron, which was a bit unlike porcelain.
The foreigners all pointed at the stall owner at this moment, feeling that this guy was lying. An atmosphere of condemnation was gradually forming, and Wang Ding hurriedly stopped him.
"Okay, okay, when buying and selling this thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. This iron jar is really good for pickling pickles. I'm sorry, boss, my sister is not very polite, so please be patient.
, let’s do this, I won’t cause any trouble for you, I’ll just buy this jar, can you give me a price?”
"You want to buy it?"
The stall owner was also stunned for a moment. Where did Wang Ding sing this song? The stall owner really thought it was unfathomable.
I thought that everyone would ridicule me and I wouldn't be able to sell this black pottery for half a year, but this stupid boy still wanted to buy it.
It seems that the young man is too honest and has no choice but to kill him.
The stall owner looked up like a superior and said, "Young man, you know your stuff. This thing is black pottery from the Neolithic Age. This thing is much older than the Kangxi blue and white jar, but we are all our own people...
.”
"Come on, come on, stall owner, if you were to introduce me to me, it would be like a slap in the face. If you didn't see me, my sister would tear me apart. Just say you are a pickle jar."
How much is it?"
"hey-hey."
The stall owner suddenly felt embarrassed and said with a silly smile, "Okay, since you are so honest, brother, I will also give you a real price, three thousand yuan. What do you think?"
When Wang Ding heard this, he immediately laughed and said: "Boss, you just fooled the foreigner just now, but you really think that I am a layman too! Are you sure you can sell this thing for three thousand?"
As soon as Wang Ding finished speaking, the stall owner knew that Wang Ding was not easy to cheat, but the many pairs of eyes were trying to kill him. The stall owner hurriedly explained, "Hey, my price is a little bit high, but
Don't be unhappy. Is it a sale? You buy and I sell, and we discuss it back and forth. If you think it's right, then you make a price, how much can you take?..."
The stall owner was very shrewd. Although he had gained a lot of public opinion, he still refused to let go of the price. The price he offered was high, so he asked Wang Ding for the price. If Wang Ding wanted to buy it cheap, then he would
Just keep silent so that others won't say he's a bad person.
Wang Ding looked at the clay pot and shook his head, "Why does it look so awkward to me now? Well, I want two hundred yuan..."
The stall owner also collected these goods from all over the country. The stall owner spent five yuan to get this clay pot from a farmer's family. But after hearing Wang Ding's words, the stall owner immediately made a sad expression.
Looks like, "Brother, I spent a thousand to collect it, I'll give it to you
You said two thousand, and you wanted to earn some travel expenses. Could you please ask for two hundred? Do you want to take it away immediately after asking for two hundred? I won't say more, it's just one thousand yuan, I just think it's confiscated.
But if you want it, take it away. If you don’t want it, I’ll keep it here. Who told me to take the loss!..."
This stall owner was well versed in the ways of doing business. He knew he couldn't let go, so he offered the lowest price of one thousand yuan, and he spoke sincerely, and he really deceived many people.
It's just that he couldn't deceive Wang Ding with this trick, but Wang Ding was willing to let him earn hundreds of dollars more. In this way, both families would be happy, how wonderful.
"Okay, boss, I want one thousand yuan, RMB!"
Wang Ding deliberately looked honest and honest, and Sally raised her small fist and hit Wang Ding's arm. However, it seemed that Sally was punching the ground with great force, but her fist was only gentle when it came up.
Because Sally knew that if Wang Ding really took a fancy to this thing, it would definitely not be used to pickle pickles.
Wang Ding directly counted 1,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it over. After the stall owner took the money, he couldn't hide his smile. He paid five yuan for something and sold it for a thousand yuan at once. This made a lot of money.
.
He quickly took out a paper box, put the clay pot into the box, stuffed some filler such as plastic foam in the middle, then found a rope and tied a knot, and the stall owner quickly handed it to Wang Ding.
, for fear that Wang Ding would regret it.
"Goodbye, brother..."
"Well, bye, buddy."
Wang Ding said and left the stall with Sally.
After walking all the way out of this corner and walking forward for another thirty or forty meters. After the stall was out of sight, Sally reached out and stopped in front of Wang Ding, looking curious.
"Quick, Wang Ding, tell me, what exactly is this thing you bought? Why did you spend a thousand yuan to get it?"
Sally stood in front of Wang Ding, gave Wang Ding a hand and said.
"This thing..."
Wang Ding hugged the box with both hands. This item was very valuable. He didn't expect that Panjiayuan would get such a reward this time. It was considered a worthwhile trip.
"This thing is called black pottery. It may be from the Longkou Culture period of Shandong Province in the late Neolithic period, or it may be the black pottery from the Longshan Culture period."
"Ah, maybe the stall owner was right?" Sally couldn't believe it.
Wang Ding chuckled, "Either he is right, or he may be wrong. If he knew that this was really black pottery from the Neolithic Age or the Longshan Culture Period, do you think he would sell it to me for a thousand yuan? You really
So kind.”
"Haha. Yes, then tell me about this black pottery. I want to hear it. Is it valuable? And why is it as light as iron?"
"This is about the production process of black pottery. The production process of black pottery is more sophisticated, refined, delicate and unique than the original painted pottery. As early as about 2,000 years before the creation of porcelain, Chinese black pottery had reached a process comparable to that of porcelain.
Not only is it exquisite and exquisite, the value of this thing is much more expensive than a piece of blue and white porcelain. Speaking of this black pottery, I also want to tell you about a Chinese historical figure. This person is Liang Qichao's son Liang Siyong
Sir, Mr. Liang Siyong is an archaeologist. He led an archaeological team to discover rare pottery from more than 4,500 years ago at the Rizhao Cultural Site in Shandong Province - a high-handled hollow eggshell pottery cup, which was unglazed and jet black.
shiny,
The tire is thin but hard in texture. Its wall is no more than 1 mm thick, its thinnest point is only 0.2 mm, and it weighs only 22 grams. Its manufacturing process is unparalleled in the world. The black pottery we saw is the one we want to go to.
It’s quite heavy!”
"So magical?"
"Yes, since then, black pottery has become a typical representative of Long#shan culture, also known as "standard black pottery". It embodies a simple and simple ultimate beauty and has extremely high artistry. In the history of Chinese arts and crafts
It occupies an important place and is praised by the world archaeological community as "the most exquisite production of the earth's civilization four thousand years ago". (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
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