Seven's secret

Murong Qing called Ling Dongzhi, inquired about the market, and then went to the field to investigate, and finally bought a closed "Nongjiale" next to Donghu Park.

The location of this "farmhouse" is very good, just at the foot of Lianhua Mountain, next to Donghu Park.This area is a famous tourist attraction on the outskirts of Binhai. In addition to the ancient temples in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there are several natural landscapes on the mountain, the most famous of which is the waterfall near Xijing Cliff.The waterfall leaps down from the most precipitous peak of Lianhua Mountain, converging into a pool at the foot of the mountain, and then forming three lakes of different sizes outside the mountain.

Lianhua Mountain is a well-known wealthy area along the coast. Although there are not many residents, it does not appear remote because of the complete facilities.Murong Qing was used to green mountains and green waters, and felt more comfortable living here than in the city, so he simply arranged a room for himself and stayed here.

Redecoration, construction of sheds, construction of kilns, installation of equipment... After all these messy things had been settled, Murong Qing realized that the green onions all over the mountain had been unknowingly stained with deep and light yellow, and the breeze blowing in front of them also A little more dry and comfortable.

Murong Qing belatedly realized that he hadn't been back to the city for almost two months. Murong Lu had calls almost every day, and Ling Dongzhi occasionally contacted him. Other than that, only Pei Shengwu and Old Pei had the most calls. He really regarded him as his junior.The most recent phone call was made the day before yesterday, asking him to come to his house for the holidays on eleventh and have a meal together.

Although Murong Qing felt that it was a bit unbelievable to think of someone as one of his own so soon after meeting, but Mr. Pei was an elder after all, and his help would be indispensable for opening a store in the future.Among other things, Mr. Pei's status as an old scholar is quite influential.Murong Qing has just arrived, with no foundation and no connections, the relationship with Mr. Pei must be carefully thought out both public and private.

Murong Qing went to visit Mr. Pei with a set of Go that he had made, and when he arrived at the door of Pei's house, he turned back and bought a few catties of fruit.The special thing about Ping An Ji is that you need to bring two packs of snacks to visit the elderly, and it is not acceptable to come to the door empty-handed.However, Mr. Pei is not in good health and cannot eat sweets, so Murong lightly compromised and replaced it with fruits.

When Murong Qing entered the door, several cold dishes had already been placed on the dining table, and the auntie was cooking soup in the kitchen, and the room was full of aromas.Mr. Pei was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, and when he saw the things he brought, he was a little excited.The porcelain craftsmen of the He family are good at firing bisque porcelain, and they pay attention to thin and light body and fine and clean enamel.Murong Qing's handicraft has brought these characteristics into full play. This pair of go pots has a delicate carcass, a shiny glaze, and a pair of ink colored fish music pictures with clever brushwork and full of interest. Amazed.

Mr. Pei held this set of Go and couldn't put it down, and the Go pieces also fell on the sofa and rubbed them one by one.This thing is just a gadget. I didn't expect Mr. Pei to be so happy. No wonder people always say that old children are old children. It is no different from children who get new toys.

Mr. Pei fiddled with it for a while, thought of something, and asked him, "Since you are the apprentice brought out by Amao, did he teach you to recognize ancient porcelain?"

Murong nodded lightly.Distinguishing ancient porcelain is the basic skill of their school. Since he followed Uncle Mao, the most work Murong Qing has done is to distinguish piles of broken porcelain pieces according to the age.Good porcelain is hard to come by, but broken pieces of porcelain are not worth much, and there are still a lot of them at home now.A few days ago, Murong Qing picked up some broken porcelain, polished it, made some wind chimes and some small ornaments and hung them in the workshop for sale, and the sales were actually good.Because those young girls are very fond of these weird gadgets, they often buy several at a time.

Mr. Pei saw him nodding, with a gratified expression on his face, "A few days ago, someone asked me to look at a few pieces of ceramics. I was born in calligraphy and painting. How can I see that. I am worried. If you have time, help me look at it." look?"

This is a trivial matter, Murong Qing naturally agreed with it.

Mr. Pei quickly got up and went to make a call.Murong listened lightly to his tone, and felt that the person opposite should be a junior of Mr. Pei, if this person was also in the porcelain and antique business, he could be regarded as acquainted with a colleague.Isn't that how contacts are accumulated bit by bit?

Unexpectedly, before dinner was finished, a little policeman came to the house. He looked about the same age as Murong Qing, with a delicate face that looked fresh and not very talkative.After entering the door, he said hello to Mr. Pei first, and when he turned his head and saw Murong Qing, his eyes froze for a moment.

Mr. Pei hurriedly asked him to sit down, then introduced Murong Qing and said: "This is the helper I found for you, you sit down, I'll get you some tea."

The little policeman shyly smiled at Murong, and stretched out his hand to introduce himself, "Hello, I'm Meng Ke, from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the City Bureau."

"Hello." Murong Qing shook his hand reluctantly, and then quickly let go, "I'm Murong Qing."

Meng Ke took out something like a lunch box from his bag, opened it and handed it to Murong Qing, "Mr. Murong, please help us find out what era these things are from. It would be even better if we can tell the history."

Murong Qing heard that he even called out the title of teacher, felt embarrassed in his heart, and hurriedly said that he didn't dare to call it teacher.Reaching out to take the box in his hand, I saw several transparent bags inside, containing several pieces of broken porcelain in different categories.Murong lightly picked up the bag and looked at the light, frowned slightly.This is a piece of broken porcelain the size of a palm, red and white in color, with a few fine lines on it, which looks like a pattern of intertwined lotus patterns.

The little policeman observed his words and asked him hurriedly, "Is there something wrong?"

Murong shook his head lightly, and put the bag back into the box, "This is a modern thing, very new."

The little policeman froze for a moment.

Murong Qing guessed what he was thinking, and explained: "The glaze color is deliberately made old." Looking at the other bags in the box, most of them are new porcelain, only one piece of red glaze is old.

Murong Qing placed several pieces of broken porcelain together for a look, then moved the position, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

The little policeman couldn't tell whether these things were new or old, but he dutifully marked the bags.When he looked up and saw Murong frowning lightly, he also leaned over to carefully look at the specially selected porcelain pieces.

Murong pointed to one of them lightly, "This piece should be red underglaze in the early Ming Dynasty. The fetus is fine and firm, and the glaze is white and slightly gray, very smooth. These pieces are all modern imitations. Look at their patterns. ," Murong Qing's slender fingers rearranged the positions of several pieces of broken porcelain, "Did you find anything?"

The little policeman blushed slightly.His attention was attracted by Murong Qing's hands, and he suddenly recovered when he heard his question, the roots of his ears were slightly red.

Murong Qing didn't expect any amazing discoveries from a layman, and introduced himself: "Although the patterns are different, it can be seen that they are broken things on the same piece of porcelain."

The little policeman stammered and asked him, "What do you mean?"

Murong Qing tapped his chin lightly with his long and slender fingers, with a thoughtful expression, "The original is obviously broken...it doesn't look like it was repaired...or it's just a copy of the original..."

"Imitation?!" The little policeman held the piece of underglaze red from the Yuan Dynasty and pondered for a while, then raised his head and asked Murong Qing, "Is this thing expensive?"

"The fragments are of course worthless, if there are no flaws..." Murong pursed his lips lightly, "At the Shanghai Spring Auction last year, the 600cm-high yuan-glazed red lotus pond lotus pond mandarin duck pattern pot started at 780 million yuan, and the transaction price was [-] million yuan. [-] million." As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked him with his eyes, do you think it's expensive?

Meng Ke had a tendency to turn red again, so he quickly avoided his sight and put away the things in his hands one by one.Before leaving, he asked Murong Qing, "Mr. Murong, can you leave me a call?"

Murong Qing wanted to refuse at first, but after hesitating, he told him the phone number.This person obviously has a good relationship with Pei Shengwu, and it's not a particularly troublesome thing to ask him to help, and it doesn't hurt him to know someone more.

The little policeman said goodbye to them and left in a hurry.Murong Qing wondered if they had any cases related to these porcelains, but these were not things that he, an outsider, should inquire about, and he was not a very curious person.Pei Shengwu originally wanted to explain to the child, but when he saw him like this, he swallowed all the nonsense and turned to inquiring about his porcelain workshop.

Murong Qing's workshop just recruited two people a few days ago.The two young men are both natives of Binhai, and they have a calm personality. A suspicious person like Murong Qing didn't find any serious problems after getting along with them for a few days.

"The workshop sounds like a place to waste time," Pei Shengwu asked him worriedly, "How about your business?"

Murong said vaguely: "Murong's family is also in Binhai. My brother and I don't want to have contact with them anymore, so we plan to find a partner. He will take care of the store's affairs, so as to avoid trouble in the future."

Pei Shengwu was somewhat puzzled.In his opinion, Murong Qing was originally a member of the Murong family, and it was much easier to start a business with the Murong family as a big backer than to go alone.But Murong's words were vague, Pei Shengwu only thought it was because he didn't have a deep friendship with the current head of Murong's family, so he didn't ask any more questions.

What he doesn't know is that Murong Qing himself is not sure how far things will go.

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