Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 157: Taobao
Gu Lang drove the car and chatted with Chu Ci from time to time: "Don't ask the price in the flea market, you just need to estimate the price of the item you want directly, just tell him the price, and if he doesn't sell it, we will leave."

Along the way, Gu Lang and Chu Ci chatted about the knowledge of antiques. Most of Gu Lang's knowledge of antiques came from practice, but most of Chu Ci's knowledge came from books. Therefore, during the conversation, Chu Ci's understanding of antiques really surprised Gu Lang. Lang.

The corner of Gu Lang's mouth curled into a clear arc, this girl surprised me again.

"Gu Lang, how did you know so much about antiques?" Chu Ci couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't expect Gu Lang to know so much about antiques, and what Gu Lang knows about antiques is not something that can be learned from books. ,

In fact, the reason why Gu Lang can know so much about antiques is actually because of Gu Lang's father, who is also very famous in the French antique circle and likes to collect antiques very much, but the reason why Gu Lang's father is so The famous is not because Gu Lang's father's collection is extremely valuable and very rich, but because Gu Lang's father has collected a whole room of various fakes.

Gu Lang's father usually likes to go to the rose market in France in his spare time. Although the rose market sounds nice, it is the same as the West Bridge flea market, and Gu Lang's father has soft ears. From time to time, I was fooled into telling a few stories about the origin and story of this antique.Gu Lang's father, who was not very familiar with antiques, was immediately fooled.

Over the years, Gu Lang's father paid 2000 million yuan in tuition fees for this fake house, and Gu Lang's father also likes to invite friends to come to his house to appreciate his antiques.After going back and forth, Gu Lang's father also knew that his house was a fake, so he couldn't be more angry.And this incident has become a joke in the French antique circle.Later, Gu Lang's father decided not to go to the rose market anymore in a fit of rage, but started to fight in auctions, and he received many decent things after going back and forth.Therefore, Gu Lang has been familiar with antiques since he was a child, and he has some opinions on antiques.

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The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the West Bridge Flea Market. A man and a woman stepped out of the car. The man was wearing a tailored casual outfit. It was already cool in early autumn. The man was wearing a khaki slim-fit cashmere shirt, and his lower body was business casual. The dark gray trousers, the slender and graceful lines of the trousers in the high-end tailoring completely fit the man's leg shape, showing the man's clear and bright spirit.

The woman is wearing a set of simple sportswear, but the sportswear is integrated into the style of the medieval court. The tailoring of the sportswear is very cumbersome, but every stitch and thread reveals elegance. The two seem to have stepped out of an oil painting. Men and women, the man is clear and bright, the woman is gentle, and the man is holding a baby-sounding little white guy in his arms, which has attracted the attention of many passers-by.Many people regarded Gu Lang and Chu Ci as a couple, and sighed in their hearts that they were really right.

However, the clothes of the two of them seem out of tune with the people in this flea market. Most of the people here are elderly people. These middle-aged and elderly people are standing in front of the stall with a magnifying glass the size of a bottle cap in their hands. Some of them use a magnifying glass to look at the objects swinging in their hands, but very few people talk to the stall owner, and most of them only complete the transaction with a sentence or two.Or if the transaction fails, put down the items in your hand and go to another booth.

Of course, there are a small number of young men and women who come here to play more. They just take a look in front of the stalls. Most of them are exquisite handicrafts, and the price is only a few hundred yuan.And stall owners often like to receive such young people. After all, although those old players are the main consumers, they are all very shrewd.

Gu Lang and Chu Ci walked into the antique market. They didn't wander around at first, but stood directly in front of the first booth. The antique market was the least crowded in the morning, and there was no one in front of this booth at this time.

The stall owner saw a pair of young men coming over, and he looked like a rich man based on their clothes. His stall should be able to open. In places like flea markets, it is especially important to open early, that is to say, the sooner the first one is sold in the morning. The objects also indicate that the business of the stall will be better today.

Chu Ci looked at the booth in front of him, and saw some porcelain vases, a few ancient scrolls, and some small bronze tripods on the booth. The whole booth was filled with small and scattered items, which looked complete.Chu Ci remembered what Gu Lang said before and did not answer the stall owner, but squatted down and took a rough look at the stall. After the system checked, there was not a single genuine product on the stall. Is there a genuine one?

But there is no one in the stall in front of me.It's like eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year, whoever eats the coins in the dumplings can get lucky money, but there are no coins in the dumplings. This stall owner is really unkind.

The stall owner saw that Chu Ci was looking at the items on the stall in front of him, so he picked up the largest vase and introduced it to Chu Ci: "Miss, look, this vase is a proper official kiln, this is the blue and white squirrel and grape pattern vase of the Qing Dynasty. This is a utensil used by the royal family in the Guangxu period. If you don’t believe me, you can see that the vase is low and has the style of Yongle Changchun.”

Chu Ci watched the vendor turn the body of the vase to reveal the bottom of the vase. It really had the words Yongle Changchun on it, but these four bright red Yongle Changchun styles were so new that they were stuck at the bottom of the vase like a scorpion. Chu Ci felt that he was an amateur. People can also tell at a glance that this is a fake.

"Is this used by the official kiln emperor?" The girl's gentle voice sounded, and the peddler was drunk.

"Of course, this is a palace product, and if you look at the style of Yongle Changchun below, this should be a vase used by the concubines of the Changchun Palace during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty."

When Chu Ci heard what the peddler said, he was about to say something when he was pulled by Gu Lang behind him. Looking at Gu Lang's eyes, Chu Ci and Gu Lang walked to the booth next to him, leaving the peddler with a confused face.

Why did you leave now when you said so well?Shouldn't the price be asked below?The peddler with a vase didn’t plan to sell it too expensive at 2000 yuan, so he planned to resell it for 120 yuan. The handicraft bought for 2000 yuan was considered a profit, but now these two people just left. Could it be that I didn’t introduce enough detailed?
Leaving the stall far away, Gu Lang said to Chu Ci with a smile in his eyes: "Chu Ci, in the flea market, as long as it is said to be a large item from an official kiln, it must be fake. It’s almost impossible here, too.”

Chu Ci recalled that the stall he saw before did not have a single genuine product, which really made Gu Lang right.

(End of this chapter)