"I said why is the middle empty..."

At this time, when Wang Guan saw the square cylinder emerging on the floor in the center of the room, he suddenly realized and observed more attentively, wanting to know what Hao Baolai’s treasure of the warehouse was.

To be honest, this thing is so secretly hidden. If Hao Baolai didn't mention it himself, no one would know it. But he told Wang Guan that he clearly wanted to show off.

Since he dared to show off, it fully proved that Hao Baolai was very confident in his own things. Otherwise, even though he knew that Wang Guan had a good thing like Heiding Tea Cup on hand, he would definitely not humiliate himself.

Not long after, the square column slowly stopped and there was a tight tempered glass cover on the column, which tightly covered the things inside. However, the glass was very transparent, so everyone could naturally see the appearance of the things clearly.

"Huh."

After taking a look, Wang Guan suddenly felt a little surprised. Before the square cylinder appeared, he had also guessed what Hao Baolai's treasure in the warehouse was, whether it was jade, jewelry, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, it was all in his guess.

However, now that Wang Guan really saw what was going on, he found that he had guessed wrongly. At the same time, Hao Baolai said proudly: "How is it, I didn't expect it at all."

"I really didn't expect it." Gao Dequan said with a tweet, "I remember very clearly that the treasure of the warehouse you showed me last time was a black pearl the size of a thumb. How did you change it to a paint tool now?"

The so-called lacquerware is actually lacquerware. In ancient times, red and black lacquer was called lacquer, and lacquer was a traditional craft.

"The black pearls have been sold long ago." At this time, Hao Baolai waved his hand and smiled: "The money I sold happened to buy this thing, Yongle picks up red carving lacquer to drive the pearl cloud dragon pattern lid box..."

"Nonsense." Gao Dequan walked lightly towards the pillar and looked carefully, saying, "Your black pearls can be up to several million, and if this Yongle Pie Red is a genuine product, it will be at least tens of millions."

"Haha, your estimate is really accurate." Hao Baolai smiled and said, "A very auspicious number, ninety-nine eight!"

After all, there was a layer of space and I couldn't see clearly enough, so after looking at it for a while, Gao Dequan immediately turned around and said, "Hurry up and open the shell to avoid getting in the way."

"Get out of the way..." Hao Baolai stepped forward, pressed a few numbers on the numerical keyboard under the cylinder, and the tempered glass cover automatically bounced up.

At the right time, Wang Guan came over unconsciously and looked at the red lid box carefully.

Cutting red is also a very unique craft. According to the color of the paint, there are red, yellow, green, black, color, and rhinoceros. Among them, red-cutting instruments are the most common.

The process of this process is simple to say, but very difficult to do. First, apply dozens of layers to one or two hundred layers of vermilion paint on the tire shape of the object, and then accumulate to a considerable thickness, and then remove the required decoration patterns in one go in the half soft and half hard situation.

The reason why it is said that ticking is not called ticking is also a matter of being a bit pretentious. From this we can see that the ancients used words very carefully, and only when they were head-on and head-on, they were called ticking.

When the paint is half dry, it is also soft. Then use a sharp knife to pick out the gorgeous and rich patterns. The difficulty is definitely not inferior to carving stones and jade. Strictly speaking, the technical content of picking red should be higher.

After all, the process of paint from semi-soft to complete drying is limited. If the task cannot be completed within this period of time, the things will be ruined, all previous efforts will be wasted, and there is even no possibility of remediation.

The difficulty of red picking techniques also doubles the value of this kind of thing. For example, the Yongle red picking box in front of you is carved with Ruyi cloud patterns all over the body, and a flying dragon symbolizing the royal family is carved on the front, with its beard rising up, as if it is moving rapidly in the wind. The dragon's body is strong and powerful, with sharp claws. Looking back, it looks like looking down on everything, with a full kingly demeanor.

The carvings are delicate and fluent, the picture layout is plump and graceful, and full of luxurious atmosphere. There is no doubt that it is a palace artifact. Most people, or nobles, dare not use such things privately.

In fact, no matter what ancient and modern times, as long as it is related to the palace, it means high quality, guaranteed quality, and it is natural to increase the price.

"If this is a real thing, your 998 is not unfair." Gao Dequan smiled and held the lid box up, carefully observed the knife technique and paint color, and then slightly touched the changes in the surface with his fingers.

After a while, Hao Baolai hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Although he had bought the goods, he often asked experts to help identify them, and the conclusions he came to were the same, proving that it was a real thing. But he was not afraid of ten thousand, but he was afraid that if he was in danger. No matter how confident he was, he was afraid that a fake word would appear in Gao Dequan's mouth.

Fortunately, Hao Baolai's worries were not realized. After Gao Dequan started to study for a while, he showed an admiring smile on his face: "Yes, the finest Yongle picking red is round, the cutting technique is round, the pattern is balanced, especially the polishing direction, which is in line with the characteristics of the times. It is certainly the authentic one."

"That's great..." Hao Baolai nodded repeatedly, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, he said curiously: "Ade, what does the polishing direction you mean?"

"It is to pick out the required patterns on the box surface, and wait until the paint glue is completely dry, and then polish the surface. This way, the things look very warm and shiny."

Gao Dequan explained: "In ancient times, there was no sandpaper. When grinding things, a kind of filing grass was needed. This kind of filing grass became very arduous after being touched by water. Craftsmen used this kind of filing grass to carefully polish the red surface, and the direction of the polishing was not to rub left and horizontally like today with sandpaper, but to rub up and down vertically."

"Many people don't understand this principle. They often carve the lacquerware from the late Qing Dynasty and engrave the Ming Yongle and Xuande styles, thinking that everything will be fine, but they don't know that in the eyes of experts, this is just a joke."

Gao Dequan continued to laugh and said, "Because in the Qing Dynasty, it was not as important as in the Ming Dynasty. Not only did it not pay attention to it, but sometimes it also believed that the carved things would appear to be a different charm without polishing. So just compare the changes in the grinding pattern on the red surface, and you will know the difference between the Ming and Qing varnishes."

"So that's it." Hao Baolai suddenly realized and naturally remembered it in his heart.

At the same time, Wang Guan took the red lid box from Gao Dequan's hand, and smiled while admiring it: "I don't know why. It seems that among the many lacquerware, only Yongle and Xuande periods could exceed the price of 10 million, but other dynasties were slightly inferior."

“This is normal.”

Gao Dequan smiled and said, "In fact, it is also related to national strength. Although the red-cutting technique matured in the Song and Yuan dynasties, it also took the development of the Ming and Qing dynasties to reach its peak. Especially during the Xuande period of Yongle, after decades of rest and recuperation, the comprehensive national strength of the Ming Dynasty was the strongest period, and it was known as the rule of Yongxuan."

"You must know that handicrafts also represent the strength of the country to a certain extent. As long as the country is strong, there will be a lot of financial and material resources to make exquisite works of art. It is like Yongle Sweet White, Xuande Furnace, Red and Blue Porcelain, etc. Of course, it is not only the Ming Dynasty, but also the Qing Dynasty, and the official kiln porcelain of the third Qing Dynasty is also a clear proof..."

After giving an example, Gao Dequan smiled and said, "So it doesn't matter if you lack vision. As long as you recognize this, you will not be much worse than what you buy."

"That's it." Hao Baolai agreed deeply.

In an instant, Gao Dequan changed his mind and said contempt: "However, it is because of the existence of people like you that the prices of art have polarized. The more expensive the better the price, the more the price will never rise."

“That’s it…”

In an instant, Wang Guan nodded in agreement. After all, his position determines his thinking. He is now the owner of an antique shop, so he naturally hates some customers' behavior of choosing the era to buy things.

"Whatever you say." Hao Baolai said proudly: "How about it, my treasure of the warehouse is okay."

"That's it."

Gao Dequan shrugged his shoulders and kindly reminded: "But you have to pay attention, it is more troublesome to preserve lacquerware. It is very sensitive to dryness and humidity. If it is too dry, it is easy to crack, and if it is too wet, it is easy to grow hair. If it is not stored properly, the thing will be damaged by accident. At that time, you will probably be in tears."

"I understand this."

Hao Baolai nodded and said, "That's why it is placed in the glass cover, which can adjust the temperature inside."

"That's good." Gao Dequan smiled, then turned around and said, "Wang Guan, don't be embarrassed. When you come to the treasure house, there is no reason to return empty-handed. If you like something, hurry up and get it."

"I'm watching, there are so many things that make me dazzled..."

After returning the red lid box to Hao Baolai, Wang Guan's eyes began to swim, looking for items that suited his wishes.

"It really doesn't work..." At this time, Gao Dequan suddenly pointed to a painting hanging on the wall and said with a smile: "Fu Baoshi's landscape paintings are actually quite good."

Hearing this, although Hao Baolai said nothing, the corners of his mouth twitched and became obviously nervous.

Wang noticed it and waved his hand and smiled, "Haha, don't worry, let's take a look first."

When Hao Baolai heard the sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and said a little embarrassedly: "Wang Guan, if you really like it, then take it. At worst, you have to buy another one another day..."

Pretentious is definitely pretentious. You should know that the market price of Fu Baoshi's works is not low, the cheapest one is probably millions, and tens of millions are not a minority. Although I don't know the specific price of this landscape painting in front of me, judging from Hao Baolai's nervous expression, Wang Guan really took it away, and it will definitely make him hurt for a long time.

"Hey, there are Xu Qingteng's ink-splashed freehand flowers and birds." Gao Dequan's eyes turned and he was surprised and said: "Don't think about it, just want this..."

"Ah...de!"

In an instant, Hao Baolai gritted his teeth and glared at Gao Dequan fiercely. As long as he listened attentively, he could hear his first amazement, and then he changed his words and called Gao Dequan in time.
Chapter completed!