Hello, 1983

It's Mr. Yuan Bai's calligraphy. The connoisseurs present knew who wrote these five thin, ancient and clumsy characters.

Some people said it was strange: The old gentleman has an eye disease, hasn't he sealed his pen for the past two years?

Nonsense! The second master was right next to him, and replied, When we were chatting just now, my elder brother also said that I have age spots on my face, and his face has more age spots than me. It's really an old embarrassment to a pig. body.

Others don't dare to argue with each other, the old brothers can say so, others can only listen.

But everyone also understood: it seems that Mr. Yuan Bai's eyesight has improved, so is he looking for an opportunity to ask for a word?

There are quite a few people who think about it, because the old gentleman has a characteristic: he never gets pen.

Grandpa's eyes, I cured them. Xiao Liuzi was also here, so he proudly announced.

Everyone laughed, who believed what you said?

Next, no matter what you know or not, you will naturally go around the museum.

There are also busy people who plan to say goodbye.

The old hat shouted loudly: Everyone is not allowed to leave, there is a reception at the cafeteria over at the film and television city at noon.

As soon as I heard this, I basically didn't leave. The canteen of the film and television city now has a reputation in the capital, which is no worse than those of the big restaurants.

What's there to eat? Someone shouted.

The old hat laughed: Enough for the lunch box.

Everyone entered the museum one after another, and the crowd dispersed immediately. You went to the Porcelain Museum, and he went to the Bronze Museum.

Hundreds of people sprinkled in, and it immediately became much sparser.

Liu Qingshan accompanied a large group of professional and semi-professionals to visit. This is not because he prefers one over the other, but mainly for different occasions.

They also have the most people in this team. Those who don't know how to do it, of course, have to follow the experts and listen to what they have to say.

Even Wang Fujun mixed in with several businessmen from the island country.

The first place to go is, of course, the Porcelain Museum.

China, of course, is not called for nothing.

The Qingshan Museum also classifies the exhibits according to the age.

Outside the booth, covered with a transparent special glass cover, there are pieces of porcelain.

Under the soft light, these delicate porcelains are quietly displayed, as if telling an ancient history.

The splendid ancient civilization of China is contained in it.

It's rare. There are only a few pieces of the Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty, the sky blue glaze, even in our museum.

Fatty Jin is familiar, so he simply acts as a lecturer:

At present, there are 65 pieces of Ru kiln utensils recorded in major museums around the world. It is estimated that there are less than 100 pieces in the world. It's rare, really rare.

If you are not an expert, after listening to him say this, everyone suddenly becomes enlightened.

Looking at the small brush wash with glaze color like rain over the sky inside, but the size of a palm, it turned out to be so rare.

However, no one asked about the value. Nowadays, the antique craze has not yet arisen. What everyone cares about is the value of the cultural relics themselves, not the external economic value.

Continuing to walk forward, among the crowd, there were a few low exclamations, but it was a few experts who came with Mr. Yuan Bai.

The reason why they lost their voices was because they saw two huge blue and white jars in the booth, and the dynasty marked in this area was the Yuan Dynasty.

Yuan Qinghua, it's still a big jar, right? An expert's face was about to stick to the glass.

The security guard standing next to him took a step forward. Just as he was about to stop him, he saw Liu Qingshan who was accompanying him wave his hand, and the security guard did not take action.

In the Yuan Dynasty, it was only in the past few years that there was a general consensus in China that there was blue and white porcelain in the Yuan Dynasty.

This pair of big blue-and-white jars can be considered to make up for the gap in our domestic collection. Researcher Li also worked here for a month, so he knew the details and did not appear too surprised.

In turn, he made fun of his companions: Old Liu, calm down, you must be calm, I have used these two big pots before.

But he forgot that when he first saw the big blue and white jar, he was more rude than others.

Since it's all said, it's definitely the real thing, and if it's fake, the reputation will stink. Ordinary museums don't do this.

The Palace Museum also collects several pieces of Yuanqinghua, as well as large jars, among which the dragon cloud pattern jar is the most precious.

However, there is really no big blue and white pot like this, so Researcher Li said that it has filled the gap in the collection industry.

It's not yours, why are you proud. Just now, the researcher Liu muttered, but he couldn't eat the grapes and said that the grapes were sour.

For appraisal experts, it would be nice to just see how enjoyable it is, if you can get started.

This one is from overseas. Uncle Lu pointed to the big pot that went down the mountain in Guigu and introduced.

Uncle Lu also specially introduced a foreign friend, of course Mr. Boban, who also made a special trip here.

Everyone sighed again. Originally, some people thought that it was a private museum, that is, just playing casually. It is estimated that there are no decent collections.

Unexpectedly, here, the temple is small and the Bodhisattva is big.

Especially those experts, who were originally going through the motions for the old gentleman.

At this moment, the contempt is gone, and everyone is correct and serious.

And the little old fourth sang a song Blue and White Porcelain live. The blue misty rain that day really made people feel the unusual beauty.

Two large blue-and-white pots were watched for a long time, and then they continued to move forward, and then everyone saw a small cup the size of a child's fist on a separate platform.

Chicken Cup!

This time, there are many more people who exclaimed, because this thing is so famous.

I saw that this small cup was as light and thin as paper. Under the illumination of the light, it was as white as jade. The chickens painted on it were bright and lively.

Someone said softly: The peony is bright and the spring breeze is warm, and the roosters are gorgeous. The golden tail and the iron head are held high, and the anger is like hearing Jia Chang's call...

A small cup, called these connoisseurs and laymen, are deeply intoxicated.

Ah, if I can drink a cup of tea from this cup, I will comfort my life. It was the expert Liu just now, and a long sigh came out of his mouth.

As a result, Researcher Li took over the words: Old Liu, I have fulfilled this wish for you. When I finished the arrangement the day before yesterday, I was fortunate enough to use this cup to drink a cup of tea, haha, I still remember it to this day!

Are you saying this isn't irritating? Expert Liu glared at the companion:

Such a precious baby, you dare to bring it to drink tea, and you are not afraid of falling to the ground. Can you afford it?

A pair of old friends are about to quarrel.

Utensils are for use, not for viewing. Mr. Yuan Bai said, and the two immediately shut up.

The old gentleman nodded approvingly to Liu Qingshan: This young man suits him very well if he can serve guests with a chicken pot.

And Fatty Jin began to perform his duties as an instructor again, of course, it can also be said to be showing off:

Everyone, the full name of this chicken pot cup is Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Pot Cup. There are less than 20 pieces in the world. It is a blessing that we can see this thing today.

Everyone nodded, and finally a layman asked, Isn't that very valuable, I don't know how much it is worth?

The person who asked the question was naturally Wang Fujun.

Fatty Jin glanced at the guy: Priceless treasure.

Even in this era, if you get it at an auction, you can fetch tens of millions.

Wang Fujun hit a soft nail and felt a little resentful, but in front of so many people, he was not easy to attack, so he could only endure it.

Looking down, Wang Fujun saw a large bowl in the booth. The blue texture was covered with white spots one by one. It looked like a broken bowl that had been knocked over countless times.

He didn't dare to provoke Liu Qingshan himself, rolled his eyes, and chatted with the Japanese businessmen through an interpreter.

Soon, a piercing laughter sounded, causing everyone to look sideways.

I saw that the one who laughed was a young islander, pointing at the big bowl in the booth, and saying something.

What do you mean? Fatty Jin asked the translator.

The translator did his due diligence and translated truthfully: Mr. Kameda said, how can this broken bowl be qualified to be placed here? It should have been thrown into the trash can long ago.

These words made everyone angry, and it was obvious that they looked down on people.

But looking at the big bowl in the showcase, I felt that what this little devil said seemed to make sense, and it was hard to argue for a while.

On the other hand, those professionals all looked strange, and looked at Mr. Kameda, full of jokes.

Liu Qingshan blinked and looked at the little devil with a smile:

Mr. Kameda, right? I think you misunderstood. If you are interested in Chinese cultural relics, you may wish to read more books to understand the relevant knowledge, and then evaluate.

Although the words are polite, the contempt in the words can be heard by anyone.

Mr. Kameda also snorted coldly: Am I right?

The companion next to him pointed with his eyes again and again: We are here for business negotiations, what's the point of arguing about such a meaningless thing?

However, Kameda was young and energetic, and he had a bit of extreme thinking in his bones, so he started firing guns as soon as he was guided by Wang Fujun.

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile, and then made a gesture to Fatty Jin. This kind of thing should be explained by professionals.

Fatty Jin also coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and then said:

This utensil is a large blue-glazed bowl from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. It was made by a special process. After Xuande, the craft was lost. It was only imitated when the Qing Dynasty was known.

And there are only three or four such large bowls in existence, of which we have one in our museum.

The crowd also exclaimed in low voices. This amount of existence is even less, and the preciousness can be imagined.

Fatty Jin also intends to show off, and by the way, to combat the arrogance of this islander, he continues:

This kind of blue glaze is very difficult to make. First, a white porcelain blank is made, and then a special blow pipe is used to blow the blue glaze onto the surface of the utensils, so it is called the blue glaze.

Because of the retained white texture, it is like falling snow, so it is also called snow blue glaze.

While he was talking, everyone looked at the big bowl, and it really tasted more and more like a piece of snow.

Fatty Jin was also crazy, so he simply began to tell a story: At that time, Emperor Xuande was addicted to dice, and ordered the porcelain workers of JDZ to make this kind of big bowl.

Because it is rare, its value is extremely low. In 1980, an old gentleman took out a large bowl with blue glaze for auction at an auction on Hong Kong Island. The price at that time was 3.7 million. Now ten years have passed, I'm afraid the price will double.

After he finished speaking, Fatty Jin looked at Mr. Kameda proudly: Sample, are you ready now?

The surrounding crowd also exclaimed, at the moment, several million is indeed a sky-high price.

As for Mr. Kameda, his face was flushed red, and his heart was even more angry, but he had nowhere to vent.

He also realized that it might have been the Wang Fujun armed with a gun and told him to shoot, so he glared at Wang Fujun.

As a result, Wang Fujun saw that the situation was not good, and ran to the other side, pretending to look at other porcelain.

In the light of everyone's laughter, the visiting team continued to march. In front of them was the porcelain of the Qing Dynasty, which was also the peak period of the development of porcelain.

Whether it is the shape or the glaze color, it looks beautiful.

After reading the Porcelain Museum, everyone has a new orientation for this private museum in their hearts.

When going to the next exhibition hall, I have a strong sense of anticipation in my heart.

Entering the painting and calligraphy museum, the feeling is different from the porcelain museum just now.

The Porcelain Museum records historical changes, while the Painting and Calligraphy Museum seems to be walking in the corridor of classical culture.

The first thing that catches the eye is an antique horizontal scroll, with snow-white apricot branches, a five-color parrot standing next to it, and there are poems and postscripts next to it.

Isn't this the five-color parrot picture of Song Huizong, isn't it collected in the Boston Museum in the United States?

There was a calligraphy and painting appraisal expert who subconsciously called out, and then realized that there was something wrong with his words, and quickly turned off his voice, but the people around him could hear it clearly.

Everyone also looked at Liu Qingshan: Whether it is a fake or a problem with the origin, it will definitely affect the reputation of the Qingshan Museum.

Liu Qingshan explained with a smile: Yes, it is the five-color parrot picture collected in the Boston Museum. This is what I exchanged for a piece of Van Gogh's starry sky two years ago.

Look, everyone, here is a certificate issued by the Boston Museum.

It turned out that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then all looked happy. After all, it is indeed a good thing that such a national treasure can return.

Some people also think of another question: the international prices of Van Gogh's masterpieces are in the tens of millions, or in US dollars.

In other words, the value of this painting, tsk tsk...

This five-color parrot picture, with paintings, words and poems, is very rare. Whether you understand it or not, everyone can see it very carefully.

The front of the painting was crowded with people, and everyone took turns to watch it. Those who couldn't get in had to go to watch other paintings first.

Suddenly, in the silent exhibition hall, there was a strange scream.

Everyone looked at the prestige, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help frowning: What's going on with this islander, don't you even understand the most basic manners?

At this moment, Mr. Kameda was pointing at a painting and screaming strangely.

To say it is a painting, it should be said to be two paintings side by side, one red and one white, painted with two-color hibiscus.

Everyone doesn't understand, this little devil, why is the reaction so big?

The translator also translated Kameda's words:

This painting is collected in the Tokyo National Museum. It was stolen a few months ago. How could it appear here? You must have stolen it back!

For a while, the exhibition hall became silent, only Kameda's angry roar echoed.

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