These words, like thunder, exploded in the ears of everyone present.
Whether it was Xiao's father, Xiao's mother, or Cui Jiaojiao and others, they were all dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Although what Xiao Guangjun said just now is exaggerated, it is enough to prove how precious this purple clay teapot is!
What's more, Xiao Guangjun is not a guy who has never seen the world, but a well-known collector in Huahai City. He has come into contact with countless antique cultural relics, including even national treasure-level cultural relics worth more than 100 million!
The words "peerless treasure" came out of his mouth, and they were full of gold.
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Cui Jiaojiao's face turned the color of pig liver, which was uglier than eating shit.
She asked Xiao Guangjun to identify the purple clay teapot at the first time, just to ridicule Ye Fan in this way, so as to get one advantage over Xiao Yunrong!
But Cui Jiaojiao never expected that the seemingly inconspicuous second-hand goods would turn into treasures in an instant!
And what she did was like shooting herself in the foot.
Compared with this priceless purple clay pot, what are the cigarettes and wine that Yang Dawei brought to your door?
However, Cui Jiaojiao still refused to give up and asked loudly: "Third uncle, are you mistaken? How could this be a real antique? Could it be a fake?"
"Fake?"
When Xiao Guangjun heard this, he frowned and said solemnly: "Jiaojiao, are you doubting my vision?"
There was a bit more sullenness in his tone.
Xiao Guangjun is knowledgeable and noble, and he has always been very sure of his own vision.
Now, Cui Jiaojiao, a "layman" who knew nothing about antiques, dared to question him in front of everyone, which made him feel a little unhappy.
"Third uncle, I didn't mean that! But... how could that boy get such an expensive gift?" Cui Jiaojiao said, squinting at Ye Fan with contempt.
She had inquired about Ye Fan's family background before and found out that he was just a poor boy who was raised by his father who ran a street vendor.
Although he is now dressed up and looking glamorous, in her opinion, Ye Fan is definitely a pretty boy who flatters Xiao Yunrong. How could he casually give out sky-high price antiques as a meeting gift?
Sensing the aggressiveness in Cui Jiaojiao's tone, Xiao Guangjun frowned and turned to Xiao Guangping and said:
"Brother, since I have this opportunity today, I will lend you flowers to offer to Buddha and let you see the beauty of this purple clay pot!"
As he spoke, he carefully turned the purple clay pot over, with the bottom facing up, and then said: "Brother, do you see what is written on it?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue.
Looking from a distance, I saw black paint on the bottom of the pot, with red outlines looming under the paint, and four large regular script characters printed on it——
Made by Shi Dabin!
"Shi Dabin?!"
Seeing this name, even Xiao Guangping couldn't help but exclaimed, and said in disbelief: "Third brother, is it possible... that this teapot was made by Shi Dabin?"
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Shi Dabin was a master craftsman of Yixing purple clay art in the Ming Dynasty. His reputation was so great that it was widely spread and praised by countless literati and poets.
He mixed sand into the mud and created the sand-mixing method to make pots. The ancients called it "coarse sand with ancient texture and even texture", which is unique and interesting.
In terms of forming techniques, the method of "cutting wood as a mold" for spring has been improved, and the barrel forming method and the inlaid barrel forming method have been combined. This has determined the basic method of inlaying and forming the clay pieces of the purple clay pot, which is
It was a great leap forward in the method of making purple clay teapots; it also pioneered the square and round pot styles, which became the typical style of purple clay teapots.
Moreover, Shi Dabin's attitude towards creation was extremely serious. Whenever he encountered a work that he was not satisfied with, he would immediately discard it, even if it was broken nine times out of ten.
Because of this, the surviving works of Shi Dabin are very rare, only dozens of pieces, which shows how precious they are.
Most of the collections are collected by major national museums, but only a small number of them are spread to private collectors. Once they are released, they are often auctioned for sky-high prices.
If this purple clay teapot is genuine, it will cost at least tens of millions of yuan, and it is still valuable but not marketable.
Just when everyone was shocked, Xiao Guangjun carefully rubbed the purple clay pot again, his movements were as gentle as touching his lover's skin, and continued:
"Brother, in traditional Chinese medicine there are four diagnostic methods: looking, smelling, asking, and cutting. To identify a purple clay teapot, you can also use looking, smelling, listening, and cutting.
To look is to look at the color of the purple clay. Although the real purple clay is colorful, it is not bright, with a dull light and is not bright. To smell is to smell the smell of the teapot. New teapots generally only have the smell of dust and fire, but no other smells.
, only the purple clay pot that has been soaked will have a light tea aroma.
Listening means gently swiping the lid on the mouth of the pot, and the sound should be like jade. Cutting means touching the purple clay pot with your hands. The purple clay pot may be a little dry just after it comes out of the kiln, but it will become jade-like after aging."
Xiao Guangjun played with the purple clay teapot while imparting relevant knowledge to everyone.
Everyone discovered that the purple clay teapot corresponded one to one with what Xiao Guangjun said, and it was definitely considered to be the best among the purple clay teapots.
The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Fan again, their faces full of suspicion.
Taking Shi Dabin's purple clay teapot as a meeting gift is not cheap!
Even a billionaire might not have this kind of pride.
But now, Ye Fan, a little-known boy, is so generous, which is really beyond common sense!
However, Ye Fan always behaved calmly and calmly, looking like a worldly expert, as if he had everything under control.
After all, Ye Fan knew that this purple clay pot belonged to Sun Zhengyi's collection, and he was also his savior.
How can a gift given by a rich man like him worth tens of billions be cheap?
But as a result, Ye Fan seemed to have an extra layer of fog on his body, becoming mysterious in the eyes of everyone.
Xiao Guangping pondered for a moment, looked at Ye Fan and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoye, I misunderstood you just now, please forgive me! But... this purple clay pot is too precious, you should take it back!"
This is the second time Xiao Guangping has refused to accept a gift.
Before, he disliked the purple clay teapot as second-hand goods and felt that he had been slighted, so he angrily refused.
But this time, he was shocked by the preciousness of this gift.
Although Xiao Guangping is worth a lot of money, he is not willing to accept such an expensive meeting gift because he does not receive salary for his merits.
On the other side, Xiao Yunrong also had a look of surprise in her eyes. She was the only one in the room who knew that Ye Fan was not her real boyfriend at all, he was just a temporary pretender.
She never expected that Mark would prepare such a generous gift.
At this moment, Xiao Guangjun suddenly walked up to Ye Fan and asked in a deep voice:
"Young man, since you are Yun Rong's boyfriend, let me call you Xiaoye! I have a question about this purple clay pot. Can you please help me answer it?"
"Uncle, please tell me!" Ye Fan said politely.
"Xiaoye, where did you get this purple clay pot?" Xiao Guangjun asked in a deep voice, looking straight at Ye Fan with a pair of bright eyes.
"I heard Yun Rong say before that Uncle Xiao likes to drink tea, so I asked a friend to prepare it." Ye Fan said calmly.
"Oh? Friend?"
Hearing this, Xiao Guangjun raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Xiaoye, then you, my friend, are too generous to give you such a peerless treasure at will!
Moreover, the purple clay teapot made by Shi Dabin is rarely circulated in the market. The last time it appeared was three years ago. It was said that it was bought by Sun Zhengyi, chairman of Huahai Lingtian Group, for a high price of 30 million.
Although I have never seen Sun Dong’s purple clay pot with my own eyes, I have heard several friends talk about it! The pot you gave to my elder brother is 70-80% similar to the one Sun Dong collected!"
Hearing these words, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and did not answer immediately.
He didn't expect that Xiao Guangjun's knowledge was so extraordinary that he could guess the origin of this pot very closely.
However, Ye Fan didn't want to expose his relationship with Sun Zhengyi, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
However, seeing his hesitant look, Yang Dawei stood up excitedly as if he had grasped something, pointed at Ye Fan and said angrily:
"Hmph... How can you, a poor boy, be related to a big shot like Sun Dong? Could this purple clay pot be stolen?"