Siheyuan: Silly Zhu snatches my teacher Ran and cries for him

Chapter 75 Spend a dollar to buy a fake?
"What happened, why is it so loud outside?"

"Old Guo, I'm sorry, the outside of the cultural relics store used to be very orderly."

Inside the Heritage Store.

A staff member will accompany a scholar.

The scholar was obviously dissatisfied with the noise happening outside.

I want to go out and see what's going on.

Lin Anguo, who 'jumped the queue', was set on fire by everyone.

Not going in, not going back.

If you walk directly into the cultural relics store, you will really jump in line.

If you turn your head and leave now, you will seem to be afraid of everyone.

Lin Anguo looked at the middle-aged man who took the lead in talking about himself, and moved his gaze to the utensils in his hand.

A snuff bottle.

products of recent years.

It should have been built before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

This kind of thing wants to come to the cultural relics store to exchange money, it is really laughable and generous.

Cultural relics stores don't accept everything.

"Uncle, the snuff bottle in your hand is not an antique. You said that even if you come to the front of the queue, you won't be able to exchange money in this cultural relic store."

"Why don't I take your snuff bottle for a dime, and then give me the place."

Lin Anguo said to the middle-aged man.

Ben was kind.

After all, it would be nice to sell this thing for five cents now, Lin Anguo paid ten cents, and the extra five cents was for the sake of this position.

As a result, the middle-aged man not only failed to notice Lin Anguo's kindness, but also felt that Lin Anguo was slandering the treasure in his hands.

"I didn't expect you to be so young, you didn't learn how to jump in the queue, and you wanted to pick on my mistakes?"

"Even if my snuff bottle is not made by the government, it must be a treasure that can only be used by rich and noble families in the former Qing Dynasty!"

"If you sell it to a cultural relic store, you can sell it for at least one dollar!"

Lin Anguo was speechless for a moment.

Even snuff bottles from wealthy families in the former Qing Dynasty could not be sold for less than one dollar.

Colorful ceramic snuff bottles are really not a rare thing.

It is now the 60s of the 50th century, and it took only 21 years for the Qing Dynasty to die, and it is not the [-]st century.

Which household in the Forty-Nine City does not have utensils from the former Qing Dynasty?

Lin Anguo's wardrobe is still from the Qing Dynasty, so if he sells it for money, can anyone take it?
joke.

Lin Anguo thought that this middle-aged man just didn't know what to buy. After all, if it was fake, he would definitely choose expensive antiques to fake it.

There is absolutely no need to fake this kind of antiques that are not much different from fake ones.

So Lin Anguo wanted to open a forum in order to understand his surroundings, and by the way, spread the knowledge of antiques with this middle-aged man kindly.

"Uncle, this is one yuan. I will put it here as a mortgage first. Show me your snuff bottle, and I will explain it to you."

"In the end, if you feel that the snuff bottle is real, you will go to the cultural relics store."

"If you think this snuff bottle is not from the former Qing Dynasty, how about giving it to me?"

Lin Anguo took out a dollar and waved it in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and handed the snuff bottle in his hand to Lin Anguo.

Lin Anguo took the snuff bottle, lifted it up, observed it carefully, and confirmed that the snuff bottle was made before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"Everyone, this is a blue and white bucket color floral snuff bottle."

"If it was made in the former Qing Dynasty, it should be blue and white porcelain with a white background, and then add color with a brush. The colorful flowers should be on top of the blue."

"But this snuff bottle is only made of plain blanks and then painted with various patterns."

"Also, the firing process is also different from that of the former Qing Dynasty. The glaze color is not pure, so it should be a product of the Republic of China."

What Lin Anguo said was well-founded.

Even the people who were dissatisfied because of his jumping in line before were convinced by his words.

The middle-aged man's complexion became increasingly ugly.

I thought I picked up a treasure, but it turned out to be a defective product.

"and many more!"

"What if the craftsman painted it with cyan paint on the white porcelain?"

A voice suddenly came from the cultural relics store.

Lin Anguo looked back, and saw another middle-aged man shouting.

When people reach middle age, there are so many things.

"Uncle, if this is really the case, even if it is something from the Qing Dynasty, five cents would be too much to sell this kind of thing to me."

"Besides, what is fighting color?"

"Doucai is to draw the outline of the pattern with blue and white on the body. After glaze is fired into ceramics, various colors are filled in the outline, and then fired for the second time in a low-temperature furnace. The picture shows blue and white underglaze and glaze. Colors compete with each other!"

"If old things can be sold for money, why don't you dig some soil on the ground and sell it to cultural relic shops?"

Lin Anguo's conversation was directed at the person in the cultural relics store.

Immediately there was a burst of applause.

"well said!"

"Young people have insight!"

"Maybe he really didn't jump in the queue, maybe he came to the cultural relics store to apply for a job."

"There are people like this in the cultural relics store, and we don't have to worry about the appraisers mistaking us when we sell things."

Antiques, antiques, cultural relics.

The reason why there are so many titles is because the historical significance and preciousness of the artifacts are different.

There is already carbon fourteen dating in this age.

But there must be none in the cultural relic store in Sijiu City.

As for where there are in China, Lin Anguo really doesn't know.

Therefore, the identification of the age of antiques depends on the experience of the appraiser.

What's more, there is not even a money under the snuff bottle identified by Lin Anguo.

"Xiao Lin, come in, don't stand outside."

A person suddenly walked out from behind the middle-aged man in the cultural relics store. Lin Anguo saw it, and immediately cupped his hands.

"Mr. Guo, it turned out to be you."

Lin Anguo never expected to meet Mr. Guo in the cultural relics store anyway.

This Mr. Guo is the boss who asked Lin Anguo to cook before.

A big boss said, if Lin Anguo enters the cultural relics store again, there must be no problem of jumping the queue or not.

So Lin Anguo thought about returning the snuff bottle to others.

Wait until he looks back to the middle-aged man before.

It was found that people had already taken the money and ran away without a trace.

I suffered a dark loss.

Lin Anguo stuffed the snuff bottle into his pocket, intending to keep it.

The incident taught him a lesson.

When dealing in antiques, one must be careful.

This time he lost a dollar, but he can still bear it. If he is cheated again in the future, others will not focus on his one dollar.

"Xiao Lin, I didn't expect you to have such a deep research on antiques."

After Lin Anguo walked into the cultural relics store, he was taken to the backyard by Mr. Guo.

Mr. Guo was full of praise for Lin Anguo's appraisal skills.

"Mr. Guo, these old objects are also part of history. We must not just read history books when studying history."

Lin Anguo simply stated his opinion, but he did not intend to show off in front of Mr. Guo.

But Mr. Guo insisted on giving Lin Anguo a chance to stand out.

"You came to the cultural relics store today, and you didn't think about selling things. I guess it was to gain knowledge?"

Mr. Guo looked at Lin Anguo with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)