Siheyuan: Through Sixty Bright Life

It's a good time to make big plans!

As for the washing machine coupons and foreign exchange coupons, he was going to wait for a while before using them, so don't draw too much attention.

……

Seeing that He Yuzhu was in a daze, Han Chunming said, "I'll go to Daliushu with Poorhou first, and the old man is still waiting for me at the gate of Daliushu."

When he mentioned the big willow tree, He Yuzhu remembered it.After ten years of progress, various small flea markets have popped up in many small alleys. Daliushu is an alley, but in fact it is all about black market transactions.Some treasures that were knocked down and hidden will appear in the Daliushu Alley Market.

"Come on, let's go and see!"

……

In fact, He Yuzhu had heard about the Daliushu Hutong market in the drama.Broken Hou often likes to pick up leaks, Tao Teng some treasures.To identify treasures after being broken, you rely on experience, experience and eyesight, but He Yuzhu is different.He Yuzhu is a system hacker, so naturally he relies on cheating.

Master-level collectible identification skills, activate!

Before the rags were finished picking and picking, He Yuzhu was already walking through the alleys of Daliushu Hutong, yelling and drinking from stall to stall.

"Little master! You say this calligraphy and painting is Wu Daozi's "Hairpin Flower Picture" in the Tang Dynasty? Good guy! You can find someone to imitate it in the Tang Dynasty, and you can't imitate this familiar color!"

The stall owner immediately quit, "Fart! Do you know how to do it? Go away!"

The tattered Hou Lima pulled Han Chunming and began to ponder, "It's really an imitation."

"But imitating it is also a calligraphy and painting imitated a hundred years ago, so it can be considered."

"Will it work or not?"

When Broken Hou and Han Chunming scratched their jaws and were still struggling, He Yuzhu bought it directly.

"The fake ones are still shouting so high! 500 yuan!"

"500 yuan? Fuck you! 500 yuan is not worth it to find a fake. 5000! Get out of here."

Chapter 167 This is not Wu Daozi's picture but

He Yuzhu was overjoyed, "That's an admission. You can sell Wu Daozi's "Praise Flower Picture" for 5000? Can you believe that the old man can jump out of the coffin and beat you up!"

The stall owner's face changed drastically. In front of so many passers-by, he admitted that the painting was a high-quality imitation of the Later Dynasty.

He Yuzhu said, "450. Boss, you should think about it. Now your fake one is called fish on a chopping board, and no one will buy it. If you are so cruel, you won't have this 450."

He Yuzhu's price got lower and lower, and the stall owner's heart became colder and colder.

"4800!"

"430!"

"4600!"

"400!"

……

Finally, when He Yuzhu called "380", the stall owner couldn't bear the broken heart anymore, gritted his teeth, and handed over the fake.

"Get out! Give me the money, get out!"

He Yuzhu paid 380 yuan, holding "Wu Daozi's fake imitation picture", and said happily.

"Boss, don't worry. I'm still your repeat customer. This gilt dark pattern enamel is also good. This purple sand pot is quite old. The wood carvings should be old red sandalwood. Where are the rattan and bamboo wares?" Collected by household villagers? The patina is solid."

The stall owner was so angry that a mouthful of blood was in his throat.He guessed that He Yuzhu was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Now the whole Daliushu Hutong knows that he sold fakes, and the reputation has dropped, making it even more difficult to sell them at a good price.Unexpectedly, He Yuzhu turned the gun around and wanted to eat all the treasures on his booth.

He Yuzhu counted the goods in detail, then raised his eyes to draw conclusions.

"The raw materials of these huanghuali are still stuffed. After all, you are just a runway for shoveling land."

"As for me, I don't accept deserted goods, ghost goods, or stolen goods. At most, I'm a buyer of new goods. You know these goods well, and I know well, so I will pack them together at a price."

There are a lot of lingo in the antique world, but the stall owner has never seen someone who speaks so fluently like He Yuzhu.

Han Chunming stared suspiciously.

Broken Hou was shocked.He stared at He Yuzhu with his old eyes in astonishment, unexpectedly he met an expert!

But he was also puzzled, if He Yuzhu was really an expert, he would know that Wu Daozi's "Praise of Flowers" in the Tang Dynasty was an imitation of the late dynasty, and it was not worth as much as 380 yuan.He murmured in his heart, why on earth did He Yuzhu accept that imitation "Praise Flower Picture"?

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When He Yuzhu handed over 800 yuan and packed away the "new goods" from a booth, Han Chunming was so shocked that he was dumbfounded, thinking that He Yuzhu was stupid.

"Brother Zhuzi, don't you have too much money to burn?"

"Did you see the pride of the stall owner just now? He went to the countryside to buy new goods, and you knew it was new, but he still paid 10 times the price for it?"

"The way those passers-by look at you, what do you call it? It's called looking at a fool."

Han Chunming was annoyed, thinking that He Yuzhu must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

But Broken Hou kept silent, and repeatedly asked He Yuzhu to show him the "cup".

Han Chunming laughed and said that the broken ones should be drilled.

In the lingo of the antique world, the meaning is: if you don't see something wrong with something, you've been fooled.

He Yuzhu also laughed, "It's really a punching. Come! Ask Lord Hou to punch!"

These words sounded weird, Poor Hou gave He Yuzhu a vicious look, and reprimanded him for teasing the old senior.

But when Broken Hou stared at the "cup", he was instantly attracted by the thin layer of patina.

"Brother, brother, brother, brother, brother..."

Han Chunming laughed and said, "Senior Poor Hou, why have you messed up your seniority and called you Brother Zhuzi?"

Broken Hou's eyes widened, and they widened, he was so shocked that they burst open, and finally called out that shocking name.

"Ge Kiln Octagon Cup!"

The famous Ge Kiln Bafang Cup was worth 90W in the 2000s!It has become the treasure of the auction house's town store, and it has attracted countless foreigners and wealthy Hong Kong businessmen to scramble for it.

He Yuzhu looked back, and waited for the stall owner to pack up his luggage and walk away before he said happily.

"It's still Hou Ye who has eyesight, it's the Ge Kiln Bafang Cup!"

"Han Chunming, don't look at the thinness of this bag. It was deliberately scrubbed and ruined. But the scrubbing is still a long time ago, and it must have been washed by people several generations ago. But the small seal characters and seals on the inside , which can prove that it is the Songge Kiln Bafang Cup collected by the Chen Yaoqu family."

As soon as the words were uttered, Han Chunming suddenly realized and was astonished.

"Be good!"

Broken Hou also gasped, "Be good!"

The two shouted in unison, not to mention how funny.

"Then, that, Brother Zhuzi, the rest of your baggage."

He Yuzhu took out one by one, which was a waste of goods that he spent 800 yuan to pack and buy.

Barren goods refer to the antiques that are specially bought by going to the streets and alleys, going to the countryside, and picking up waste everywhere.This part of the shortage is the mainstream of the antique market.But the real and the fake are mixed.

The stall owner knew that these were out-of-stock products, but He Yuzhu insisted on calling them new in front of everyone.

New goods refer to fake antiques, modern imitations.

When He Yuzhu yelled, the stall owner murmured in his heart and was ashamed to face anyone.His appraising eyesight was not as good as He Yuzhu's. He could only see that these unreliable goods were almost new, and he was even more uncertain. He happened to meet He Yuzhu to pack them, so he simply sold them all to He Yuzhu, earning an extra 800 yuan would be good.

Whoa!

He Yuzhu took out one.

Broken Hou looked back and forth with his presbyopic glasses, and exclaimed, "Cigarette pot! In 1860, the cigarette pot used by the governor of the British and French allied forces Ergin!"

"That's right."

Whoa!

He Yuzhu took out another one.

"A black flower jade pot and a spring vase from the Song Dynasty?"

"Right."

Whoa!

He Yuzhu took out again.

"Doucai jar with phoenix pattern! It comes from the official kiln of Qianlong in Qing Dynasty!"

"Yes!"

……

Every time He Yuzhu took out one, the tattered one was even more shocked. Han Chunming opened his mouth and formed a big O shape, as if he had never seen the world.

Soon, He Yuzhu arranged all the 800 pieces of packed goods together: Ge Kiln Bafang Cup, Yuan Dynasty Blue and White Jar, Northern Song Dynasty Incense Burner with "Heaven and Earth Jue Ming" engraved on the bottom, cigarette pot, black flower jade pot and spring vase , Doucai phoenix jar.There are six samples in total.

Han Chunming was amazed, jealous.

Broken Hou stopped talking completely, he looked at He Yuzhu in awe, and was amazed by He Yuzhu's quick appraisal ability.These five items are more or less flawed and look like new ones, but only after careful identification can it be seen that they are caused by improper storage, and they are all genuine products!

Poor Hou asked the most curious thing in his heart.

"Well, Zhuzi, what happened to the high imitation of Wu Daozi's "Hairpin Flower Picture" in the late Qing Dynasty that you bought for 380 yuan?"

He has been struggling with this issue for a long time, and he can tell at a glance that Shuxuan of the high imitation is from the late Qing Dynasty, but he really can't see through the rest.

He Yuzhu pulled the "Picture of Hairpin Flowers" upright and said with a smile.

"Look carefully from the back to the front."

Looking from the back to the front at such a close distance, he gasped for an instant, his heart beating in his throat.

"This order of signature is customary! This artist is!"

He Yuzhu affirmed, "It is an imitation painting made by Wu Changshuo, a famous master in the late Qing Dynasty, after he became a scholar in the fourth year of Tongzhi."

"It is also the work of Wu Changshuo who practiced painting in his early years. There is no signature and inscription. This painting is also called "To Sanduo Flower Album" by Wu Changshuo."

As soon as the words of the well-known "To Sanduo Flower Book" came out, Han Chunming listened straight away.

"Fuck! Awesome!"

Because of He Yuzhu's crossing, Han Chunming didn't ask Uncle Guan as his teacher, and he is still a half-novice collector.He could understand every word He Yuzhu said, but he just couldn't understand it together.