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Chapter 10 Big Drain

About an hour later, Wang Guan arrived at Jiguzhai.

Gao Dequan had already arrived, holding a feather duster and walking among the shelves, carefully brushing off the dust on the porcelain. When he saw Wang Guan coming, he didn't say a word, but nodded in a friendly way.

"Manager Gao, good morning." Wang Guan greeted him proactively, quickly put down the small bowl of Yingqing, stepped forward to take the feather duster from Gao Dequan's hand, and continued to clean. When working for others, you should have such an awareness, pouring tea and water,

If you can't do such trivial things as cleaning, how can anyone trust you to promote you?

"Okay." Gao Dequan nodded slightly and walked towards the counter. On the way, he saw Wang Guan's small bowl of Yingqing wrapped in newspaper, and asked casually: "What did you bring?"

"A small bowl. I found it a while ago. I'm a little confused about it. I want to ask Manager Gao to help me with it." Wang Guan said quickly. It was with this thought in mind that he brought the small bowl of Yingqing.

coming.

Wang Guan heard a collector say that people who collect antiques like to play with objects the most. No matter whether the object is real or fake, the process of identification is a kind of accumulation of experience. Presumably, Gao Dequan will not refuse his request.

"Oh... let me take a look."

Gao Dequan was indeed somewhat interested. He reached out and peeled off the layers of newspapers, and the small bowl of Yingqing appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hey, things look good."

He hasn't gotten started yet, but after just looking at it with his naked eyes, Gao Dequan couldn't help but praise it, and his interest became more intense. Because he knew that some good things will give people a strong intuitive feeling when they first see them.

If you have this intuitive feeling, then no matter how bad this thing is, it won't be too bad.

Of course, only true experts, who have been honed through years of accumulation of knowledge and many experiences and lessons, will have such keen intuition.

If you are a novice, your first instinct may be unreliable, so don’t believe it.

"Shadow Celadon..."

Once he got started, Gao Dequan believed in his own judgment even more. Without turning on the light, he walked directly to the door to a well-lit place and observed carefully.

When the sun shines on it, the dark patterns on the outside of the small bowl immediately emerge clearly on the inner wall.

The dark pattern carving is a common entwining lotus pattern. The composition is simple and gives people a sense of elegance. Especially under the floating halo, it gives people a dynamic beauty.

Gao Dequan admired it for a moment, turned his wrist, and his eyes fell on the bottom of the small bowl of Yingqing. Four cyan regular scripts immediately caught his eye.

"Master Mu Zhai!"

Gao Dequan read it out, but his expression changed, and there was a feeling of surprise.

"Manager Gao, do you know who this layman Mu Zhai is?"

At this time, Wang Guan came over. He had just paid attention to the signature, but he did not know the origin of this Mu Zhai layman. It was a pity that he had to rush to work just now, otherwise he would have searched online directly.

However, judging from Gao Dequan's reaction, he seemed to know who Master Mu Zhai was.

"What a layman Mu Zhai..."

Gao Dequan ignored Wang Guan, carefully holding the small bowl, and looked at it repeatedly. Every detail including the glaze, the lotus pattern, the texture of the feet, and the four-character regular script were not missed.

Finally, he took out a high-power magnifying glass and studied it bit by bit.

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan was slightly startled and a little more worried, fearing that he would be able to see the cracked traces on the porcelain through a high-power magnifying glass. However, it turned out that his worries were purely unfounded. Under the high-power magnifying glass, Ying Qing

The small bowl is still so crystal clear, the whole is the same, without any flaws.

"The stuff is real."

After a long time, Gao Dequan put down his high-power magnifying glass and sighed: "It has been passed down for two to three hundred years, but its appearance is still perfect, as if it was newly minted from the kiln, but there is no trace of anger. It is indeed a fine product in the official kiln."

"real?"

Although he was prepared in his heart, Wang Guan couldn't help being surprised. At the same time, he was a little confused and said: "It has only been passed down for two or three hundred years? But the person who sold me something said that this is Yingqing from the Song Dynasty."

"Song Dynasty?"

Gao Dequan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said: "He is blind, didn't he see the signature on the foot? In this case, he must not know who this Mu Zhai layman is. How much money did you spend at that time?

Is this a small bowl?”

"three……"

Wang Guan was still a little confused and stretched out three fingers.

Before he could finish speaking, Gao Dequan exclaimed in shock: "It's only 300,000 yuan! I've actually made a mistake for you."

It’s not surprising that Gao Dequan thought this way. The main reason is that the condition of this small Yingqing bowl is really good. Even if the seller dates it to the wrong year, the price will not be cheap.

However, Wang Guan didn't know what Gao Dequan was thinking, and added fuel to the fire: "It's not as much as 300,000."

"What, you mean thirty thousand yuan!"

Gao Dequan was shocked and his voice was trembling.

Yes, the price cannot be lowered, otherwise he will have a heart attack. Wang Guan touched his nose and agreed. After all, such a good Yingqing small bowl only cost three hundred yuan.

, who would believe it?

"During the Yongzong and Qianlong periods, Tang Ying's homemade small bowl with tangled branches and shadows was sold for only 30,000 yuan. It was simply shocking. Oh my god, why didn't such a good thing happen to me?"

Gao Dequan sighed repeatedly, and his excitement could not calm down for a long time.

"Manager Gao, you mean, this bowl is very valuable?" Wang Guan asked tentatively.

"It's not valuable, but it's very valuable. The person who bought your bowl must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Thirty thousand? Add two zeros at the end and it's almost the same."

After a while, Gao Dequan calmed down and sighed: "That person must have never studied and broke the small bowl at the wrong time, so he gave up such a good thing to you."

"However, you shouldn't. Even if it is dating from the wrong year, such a beautiful small bowl will not cost 30,000 yuan..."

Gao Dequan felt very confused, so he thought that the seller must have been kicked in the head.

"Or..." Wang Guan reacted quickly, his mind changed, and he immediately thought of an excuse: "That person thought that this bowl was too new and was a fake. So he planned to trick me, but he didn't expect that this thing was real and ended up being cheaper.

Me."

"That's the only way to explain it." Gao Dequan nodded lightly, glanced at Wang Guan, and said with a complicated expression: "You, did you see it, that's why you bought this small bowl?"

"I'm not sure, I just thought this small bowl didn't look fake, so I bought it." Wang Guan said, naturally he would not reveal his secret.

“I’d rather buy the truth and look like it’s fake than buy the fake and look like it’s true.”

Gao Dequan said solemnly: "Now, I can tell you for sure that you made a big mistake."

"Thank you, Manager Gao." Wang Guan smiled and looked calm. After a day, the continuous surprises had made him a little numb. He was happy in his heart, but couldn't get excited.

Of course, falling into the eyes of Gao Dequan is a sign of stability. Suddenly, it seems that it is not surprising that with such a temperament and decisiveness, he picked up a big mistake.

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