ps:  There are only two chapters today, one of which is unreasonable and stuck. You need to think about it carefully, please forgive me. In addition, there are so few monthly tickets today. I hope that friends who have tickets will give you more, thank you.

"Don't let Mr. Zhou wait for a long time, leave quickly..."

At this time, Pi Qiushi greeted him, lifted his collar, and combed his hair with his hands, as if he wanted to meet with an idol.

"Wait." Wang Guan quickly reached out to stop him, and said frowningly: "What should I do with my big stove?"

"Call the moving company." Pi Qiushi waved his hand: "As long as you give enough money, don't talk about the stove, even a house, they can help you dismantle it, and then transport it to your designated place neatly."

"Too!"

Wang Guan nodded and immediately asked Pi Qiushi to call. When the moving company came, he moved the big stove and the two-wheeled bucket to the truck before he set off with peace of mind.

At this time, Pi Qiushi was driving and said in confusion: "Brother, I forgot to ask just now, what is the origin of your stove? It must be a rare thing to ask you to pay attention to it like this."

"Haha, it's almost the same." Wang Guan smiled. In fact, he didn't know the origin of the thing, just knew it was a treasure. What it was still necessary to study.

"Well, I can open my eyes when I take time." Pi Qiushi smiled, not caring much.

After all, in the antique industry, there is a rule that everyone is familiar with. Any large items are either high-quality products with excellent quality or shoddy items, which are polarized.

The reason is nothing more than large objects, especially copper and porcelain. The larger the size, the higher the requirements for craftsmanship. As the saying goes, don’t take care of porcelain without diamonds. It’s like a big jar, which is the same jar, but the dragon jar used by the emperor is definitely a world of difference from the water jar used by the people. It is impossible to compare with it.

Copperware is similar, and small sizes are easier to cast finely. If it is large in size and does not have enough craftsmanship, it is naturally difficult to grasp, and the quality of the things can be imagined. Of course, the same goes for the other hand. As long as the craftsmanship is good, it is often a rare fine product to make large items.

However, before seeing the thing, Pi Qiushi didn't think much about it. He was just eager to see Mr. Zhou, so he drove the car quickly and soon arrived in the capital. Then, under Wang Guan's guidance, Pi Qiushi beat around the bush and took dozens of minutes to slowly stop the car in front of Mr. Zhou's door.

At the right time, Wang Guan got out of the car and rang the doorbell. After a while, a nanny came out to open the door.

"Brother Pi, come in."

Wang Guan greeted him and then led Pi Qiushi to the hospital hall of Mr. Zhou with ease.

"I'm back, come in quickly."

Mr. Zhou obviously went home early and waited. When he heard the movement, he came out of the hall.

Then, Wang Guan smiled and introduced himself: "Old Zhou, I will introduce you to me. This is my friend in Tianjin, Pi Qiushi, the owner of Huabaotang..."

"Hello, Mr. Zhou. I'm here to visit me rashly. I'm disturbing you." Pi Qiushi hurried forward and greeted him respectfully.

"No need to be polite, the visitor is a guest, welcome!" Mr. Zhou smiled and led the two into the living room.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Zhou couldn't wait to say, "Wang Guan, what are you talking about?"

"Here..." Wang Guan handed over a big bag. He originally thought it would be enough to bring a brocade box, but Pi Qiushi was worried that it was not safe enough, so he simply stuffed it into a soft-haired leather bag, which was more shock-proof.

While opening the bag, Mr. Zhou asked, "Where did you find the thing?"

"In an antique shop on Tianjin Ancient Culture Street." Wang Guan smiled and said, "At that time, the surface of this bottle was full of traces of old deeds, which made people think it was a fake, and no one cared about it in the corner. When I saw it, I felt a little strange, so I bought it. Unexpectedly, after wiping away the old dirt, I found that the bottle was very similar to the Butterfly Play Cat Pastel Porcelain Bottle you mentioned."

"Qianlong official kiln pastel color." Pi Qiushi added next to him and sighed: "I was watching from the side at that time. I had decided that things were not very good before, but the final result came out and almost shocked me to the ground."

“Has it been done?”

Old Zhou was also stunned, then opened the brocade box and immediately saw the bottle.

At first glance, the poems and essays written by Qianlong in his imperial examination came into view, which made Mr. Zhou even more excited. Then he carefully carried out the bottle and put it on the table to watch it carefully.

After watching for a long time, Mr. Zhou insisted: "That's right, it's just it, it's not wrong."

"I have been missing for half a century and finally saw the light of day again." At this moment, Mr. Zhou seemed to have many feelings, and his fingers gently brushed the bottle, with some thoughts inexplicable.

"Brother, what's going on?" At this time, Pi Qiushi was a little puzzled and said softly: "Does there be any allusions to this pastel porcelain bottle?"

"It's true to be said." Wang Guan chuckled: "Mr. Zhou mentioned to me a few days ago that during the Republic of China, that is, in the 1930s, there was an antique stall selling jade in Liulichang, but it used a Qianlong official kiln pastel porcelain bottle as a signboard, which caused a sensation. However, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the jade stall disappeared with the porcelain bottle."

"That happened in 1935."

At the same time, Mr. Zhou said slowly: "There was an antique stall on the east side of the Second Gate of the Huoshen Temple in Liulichang. At that time, the stall owner set up a Qianlong official kiln pastel porcelain bottle, a pattern of butterfly playing with cats, plus Qianlong's imperial poems and essays, as well as seal signatures, which attracted many people to ask for the price. However, the stall owner did not sell it and regarded the bottle as a signboard for attracting business."

"However, in 1942, the stall closed down and the bottle disappeared. Later, everyone learned that it was the stall owner who bought the slap goods, paid the money, and put the big bottle in the bank, but did not redeem it."

Mr. Zhou continued: "Later, the bank sold the bottles as an antique dealer, but the antique dealer lost business and sold the bottles to a banker. Everyone can't tell who the banker was. However, in the 1950s, the bottle was about to be exported to Paris, France, but was intercepted by the customs. After that, the whereabouts of the bottle became a mystery."

"After many years, everyone thought the bottle was destroyed in the ten-year catastrophe, but they didn't expect that they would see the light of day again now."

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhou was filled with emotion: "Wang Guan, your luck is really...it's hard to make people not jealous."

"Mr. Zhou, what happened back then should be a relatively private insider. How did you know?" Wang Guan asked curiously, actually changing the topic.

"I have an old friend, his uncle is the antique dealer who bought bottles and sold them." Mr. Zhou explained, and then smiled and said, "He must be interested in this thing. Do I want me to make a connection for you and be an intermediary. But before that, you must lend me the bottle to study for a while."

"Don't look at the cat butterfly pattern as a thin layer of pigment. In fact, I don't know how many processes have been rendered to form such an exquisite and gorgeous pattern."

Mr. Zhou said enthusiastically: "In addition, the East and West are the 80th birthday of Qianlong and the congratulations for his fifty-five years of reign. In short, it was also the late Qianlong period. Everyone should know that the late Qianlong period was a period when the Qing Dynasty declined from prosperity to decline. Not only was the decline of national strength, but the firing process of porcelain began to decline."

"Of course, this process is definitely not obvious, so I plan to study this bottle to see if I can find some subtle changes." Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "Even if I can't study anything, the research process, replaying the skills of the ancients back then, is itself a pleasure."

"Okay, let's put things on your side. When you have enough research, just ask me to come and get them." Wang Guan nodded, not taking the bottle as important.

"It doesn't take long, it's only a few days."

Old Zhou asked casually: "By the way, Feibai and Tsinghua University, why didn't you see them?"

"They ran away..."

As he said that, Wang Guan felt something was wrong. He changed his mind and did not mention the black market auction. He just smiled and said, "When he was in Tianjin, Feibai met a female police officer named Xu Qing. For some reason, he was afraid of it and pulled Tsinghua University to escape, but left me down."

"Xu Qing!" Old Zhou pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled: "I remembered it, I have heard of that passage..."

"Old Zhou, I don't know about this yet. Can you tell me?" Wang Guan asked hurriedly, with a burning gossip fire in his eyes.

"We old people don't understand the matter of young people, let them go."

Mr. Zhou waved his hand and said with a smile: "You want to know, go to Feibai to inquire. However, I can tell you about the old news and anecdotes in the antiques business. Maybe you will find out what you have and pick up a few missing treasures."

"Old Zhou, this kind of thing depends on the opportunity, so it is not so easy." Wang Guan was a little amused and crying.

"You have always had a lot of opportunities, but now it mainly depends on accumulation." Mr. Zhou taught earnestly: "Don't think that you can relax after you have learned enough theoretical knowledge. In fact, our industry is the real book that only when you use it. Judging the authenticity and origin of a thing often depends on just a few words or a few key words..."

Next to him, Pi Qiushi nodded repeatedly, obviously agreeing very much.

"Old Mr. Zhou, of course I know this. I'm still looking through Shiqu Baoji recently." Wang Guan said quickly. After seeing it for a long time, he realized that what he had learned before was not enough, so he naturally had to keep studying in depth.

"Shiqu Baoji is good, but there are some mixed things. There are both dazzling pearls and treasures in the history of Chinese calligraphy and painting development, as well as a large number of fakes and imitations from all generations. The works of famous masters recorded in the book are not necessarily genuine."

Mr. Zhou nodded and smiled, "I also have a set of Shiqu Bao Books in this book. I have my notes on the pages, marking out the authentic works, fakes, and doubtful things. Go back and take them to take a look and learn from them."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou."

Wang Guan was happy to behave in his colors, and he was even more envious of seeking truth from his skin.
Chapter completed!