Jianbao life

Chapter 125

"Young man, are you interested?" The old man looked at Li Heng and smiled at him.

Li Heng is not familiar with pipes. In his limited experience in appraising treasures, he has never seen a pipe, nor has he seen a pipe with his own eyes.

The old man's stall is filled with exquisitely crafted pipes in various shapes.

Strictly speaking, pipes are only imported from the West, especially in the Qing Dynasty, when a large number of imported cultures entered the country, they were very popular.

At that time, things like pipes and snuff bottles first emerged among the royal family, and after several years of fermentation, they were introduced to the common people.

When Li Heng first came into contact with Jianbao, he had read a few documents about pipes. This kind of pipes basically depends on the material, and different materials have different identification methods.

But books are books, things are things, and identification cannot be generalized.Coupled with the fact that pipes are rare in the world, it is difficult to see well-preserved ones from the Qing Dynasty to the present.

"Master, why are you selling it here, don't you go over there?" Liu Guangming asked.

Looking at the lively crowds over there, and looking at the deserted and miserable situation here, the contrast is very sharp!

The old man shook his head, took a puff, and exhaled a puff of smoke: "I'm old, and I can't grab those young people. If you put it here, there will always be volunteers."

Well a wisher took the bait.

Li Heng somewhat admired the old man's mentality: "I think these are pipes and the like. They are all collected in your own home?"

"I can't say I collect them. My children bought them for me. I only have this hobby." The old man said honestly. "If it's not too much, I can't play, I really don't want to change hands."

The old man here is different from other people's stalls in all kinds of things, and they are all collections related to tobacco and alcohol.

After chatting, I learned that the old man's biggest hobbies are drinking and smoking.

But unlike other tobacco and alcohol lovers, his whole personality is transcendent, without the earthy air of those farmers who turn their backs to the sun and face the loess.

He is very willing to collect anything related to tobacco and alcohol, such as pipes and cigarette holders.

What the old man owns are all brought back by his own children, and some things the old man has never used.The mentality of the old man is different from those experienced collectors, he only draws a word of music.

He didn't bother to care about how much knowledge was in it.

Now it's just that I have too many pipes and I can't play with them, so I want to sell one or two, so I woke up early, and no one came to collect them after sitting here for a long time.

Li Heng looked at the pipes placed by the old man, there were seven or eight of them.He himself was not sure, so he opened his clairvoyant eyes, and his eyes slowly swept over the pipes.

You can feel the quaint atmosphere on it, all of which are some old things.The old man's sons and daughters can still collect so much, this family has no background or money really can't buy these.

They are all made of jujube wood and gilt copper. In the end, Li Heng's eyes rested on a pipe.

It was a dark brown pipe with dots of black spots. It had a shallow halo floating around it. It was different from the calligraphy, painting, and jade I had seen before. It was a very light and soft color, not so dazzling and lacking in color. A sense of historical vicissitudes of beauty.

This feeling made Li Heng feel very excited for a while.

The surface of this pipe seems to have been carefully maintained, and it is as smooth as jade, with some unique textures of wood growing on it, and the overall aesthetic feeling is unstoppable.

Li Heng was a little fond of this thing.

Although I couldn't tell how much he was worth before, but with such a comfortable halo, the value should not be very small.

"Young man, after you have seen it, what do you think?" The old man looked at Li Heng and asked.

Li Heng raised his head and smiled, and said: "I have learned too little, and I can't see these things accurately, but this pipe looks pretty good."

Old Che's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the pipe Li Heng was pointing at in surprise: "You mean this one?"

At first, he didn't think that this young man would have any extraordinary abilities, and he could see any tricks with his naked eyes.But who would have expected that in Li Heng's words, it was as if thunder had struck the ground, blowing him speechless.

When the old man's fellow smokers come to his door, everyone likes to look at this pipe and take a puff or two, and all of them are full of praise for this pipe.

The old man admired a little, and said: "It seems that I, the old man, underestimated you. Now that you have seen the value of this pipe, how much do you think they are worth?"

Seeing the old man asking with some modesty, Li Heng was also a little embarrassed, and said humbly: "To be honest, I really can't say, I don't think it should be very low."

If Shenshi's judgment was correct, the market value of this pipe should be fifty or sixty thousand.

The old man looked at this one with some troubles. He said, "I really don't know. I have been playing with this thing since I was a child. It has been 40 or 50 years now."

Li Heng was taken aback for a moment.

Liu Guangming on the side said in surprise: "You have been playing with such a pipe for so many years, and it is even bigger than me!"

As he was talking, someone pushed Liu Guangming aside and said to the old man, "I want your pipe. It costs 2 yuan. What do you think?"

"Who is so rude!" Liu Guangming, who was pushed away, looked at the visitor with some dissatisfaction, and the young man behind helped Liu Guangming.

"Go, go, poor boys, don't stop me from looking at the baby," he waved his hand, as if to send away stray dogs on the side of the road, and turned his head to look at a few pipes on the ground.

The person who came was dressed in a vulgar way and was of great size.He looked at the pipe that Li Heng was pointing to, his eyes showed a look of certainty, and he slowly moved closer to Li Heng, with the intention of squeezing Li Heng away.

His eyes are not clumsy, and he has been squatting beside him for a long time, waiting for someone to come and see what the old man is displaying, waiting for someone to appreciate the value of that pipe.But these three people have been standing in front of the old man, and seeing the old man's expression, they made up their minds to buy the pipe from the old man.

"Come back to look at my things again?" The old man looked at the person who also knew him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? You want to collect things from me, an old man?"

It was Zhou Haibo who came. He looked at the old man and said, "Master, look, the price I offered is more reasonable, 2 yuan. You see, no one is here to ask you."

The old man looked at the look in Zhou Haibo's eyes, he shook his head with a smile, pointed to Li Heng beside him and said, "That's not okay, I'm giving this thing to someone with a predestined relationship, and the young people over there are those with a predestined relationship. Look at something else."

(End of this chapter)