Chapter 76 Chapter 076: Bricks?

It is not quite correct to say that it is a bowl.It’s just that it looks similar at first glance, it’s shorter than the small bowl, more like a small plate.When the old lady Hong held Jia Sidao in front of her eyes, she could see clearly that it should be a brush wash. The only pity is that the pen washer has cracked marks and has been repaired.It's just that the level of repairing is so good that Jia Sidao can't say it at all. No wonder Mrs. Hong held it out with both hands. "The age of this thing should be earlier than that set of porcelain. However, it was broken during the period. The old man was still alive at that time. The old man said that even if this thing was broken, it would be worth a lot of money, so he asked someone to repair it. It was mended, but it was not done very well. No, it was left in the cabinet and hasn’t been touched much since then.” Mrs. Hong said to Jia Sidao. "If you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have remembered such a thing. Take a look, do you still like it?"

Jia Sidao didn't pick it up directly, especially when he saw that the wash was repaired, so he was more careful. The old lady put the things on the coffee table, and Jia Sidao started. The whole body of the pen wash is repaired with bone glue.One side of the base is missing a small piece.The sticky marks of the bone glue are somewhat distorted and raised.It is not exaggerated to say that such a patching technique is not as good as not patching.It's simply horrible, very ugly, even a little dazzling. Even Liu Yufei standing on the side, looking at Jia Sidao's focused eyes on the brush in his hand, couldn't bear it.He couldn't help muttering suspiciously: "Isn't it, such a piece of broken porcelain, you can also see it?"

From Liu Yufei's point of view, there was no need to take a closer look at the porcelain in front of him.Leaving aside whether it is suspected of being old, just take some repaired porcelain in the market today, and they cannot be sold at a high price.Not to mention that it has been repaired, even if it is a complete shape, glaze color, etc., it is not bad.Except for those few special types, most of them are not worth a few dollars. The one in front of him, although Liu Yufei felt that it was quite beautiful in terms of color, was a little bluish, but it also suited his aesthetics.On the whole, it is covered with tiny cracks.Liu Yufei has never focused on the study of porcelain, but he knows something about it. This may be the legendary crab claw pattern.

But, no matter what, Liu Yufei is not optimistic about such a piece of crap, that's for sure. "If it's Yuan blue and white, even if it's broken, you can take a closer look." Liu Yufei then sighed. "As for the one in front of you, don't you think it's the five famous kilns? Even the five famous kilns, the price can't sell Yuan blue and white." "Money, money, money, you know money. Could it be that the jaspers you have collected can sell more than Yuan Qinghua in terms of price?" Jia Sidao prevaricated angrily.For a while, Liu Yufei didn't know what to say, so he could only smile mischievously, and simply went to look at the furniture in the living room.Jia Sidao didn't care. Even Liu Yufei, who doesn't collect porcelain, knows that Yuan blue and white are expensive. No wonder, as Liu Yufei said, even the porcelain from the five famous kilns in Song Dynasty can't sell Yuan blue and white in terms of price. .

In the auction market, even if it is not Yuan blue and white, the value of some porcelains from Kang, Yong and Qian in the Qing Dynasty is much higher than that of the five famous kilns.However, if you know it, you know it. Jia Sidao, a beginner in the collection, has a soft spot for Song Dynasty porcelain. This is not to say how knowledgeable Jia Sidao is, or what level of awareness of collecting has reached. Jia Sidao just thinks that the five famous kilns, whether it is shape, glaze color, etc., have been widely imitated by later generations. .Just like the porcelains of the Qing Dynasty and the Three Dynasties that are more sought after now, there are quite a few of them that imitate the official kilns of the Song Dynasty.

In this way, in Jia Sidao's heart, the weight of the five famous kilns has become a little heavier.Then he looked at the brush washer in his hand, and looked at it, it should be an old thing.As for the specifics, Jia Sidao didn't know much about it. Xu Shi saw Jia Sidao playing with it for a long time without making a sound, and his eyes seemed to be always looking at the gap. The old lady Hong turned around and walked back to the cabinet as if thinking of something. , reached out and groped inside for a while, and took out a piece of porcelain, which was the missing part. Jia Sidao was overjoyed, and asked, "Old lady, this thing looks okay to me. It's a pity that it was repaired, and it was broken into six pieces. And, as you saw, just The current appearance is really not very good, if you are willing to sell, the price may not be very high."

"Young man, I don't understand these things. Apart from these tables and chairs in the house, if you want anything else, as long as the price is right, I'm quite willing to sell." Mrs. Hong said, pointing A few pieces of wood furniture, keep them out. "However, the old man said before his death that this bowl is broken, but it is still worth some money. Just give it to you." Jia Sidao had a good time, but the old lady was smart, she didn't understand the price, she just used the old man's words to talk about the matter, and asked Jia Sidao to give a price when it was over.Fortunately, Jia Sidao is a pretty good person, and he didn't drive lower on purpose.However, I immediately thought, if the price offered by Jia Sidao is really too low and the old lady is not satisfied, in the end, Jia Sidao is different or still can't accept it?

What makes Jia Sidao more embarrassed is that he doesn't really understand it himself, but he is a little better than the old lady.In the collection of porcelain, it can be regarded as touching a little bit. "Well, what about the set of porcelain you gave me last time, as I said, I made a small profit. This time it's one piece, and it's still broken. I'll give you back the last price, why? How about that?" Jia Sidao thought about it, even if it was an eye-catching price, Jia Sidao considered it as supporting the life of the old lady. "Xiao Jia, did you buy porcelain here last time? Did you make a small profit?" Liu Yufei, who hadn't paid attention to this place for a long time, asked now, with a lot of disbelief in his eyes.

"The last time I took it to the antique street to sell it myself, I just met this young man." Mrs. Hong was quite satisfied with the price offered by Jia Sidao.After all, no matter how much something is worth, the old lady doesn't understand it and doesn't have that awareness.As an ordinary antique, it can be sold for several thousand yuan, which is really not bad. Jia Sidao paid the money right away, and carefully wrapped the brush, together with the fallen tile, in paper.Before leaving, as soon as he left the living room, he suddenly remembered the dark blue color he saw last time, so he approached the steps and took a closer look.He even bent down, picked up the tile, and touched it with his hands.

It's pretty heavy to start with.A corner of it, perhaps knocked somewhere, is a bit broken.Naturally, the fragments were nowhere to be found, after all, they were placed on the stairs for deception.It is really hopeless for the old lady to keep the broken corner as precious as the brush washer just now. However, because of this, you can clearly see the tires of the tiles, which are very thick, about two or three centimeters thick.There was still some dirt on it, so I brushed off the dirt with my hands, and then touched it along the gap exposed by the tire, and felt that the texture was very delicate.

Jia Sidao also deliberately used his supernatural perception to detect it. The feeling was the same as detecting a piece of fine jade. Every part of it gave him a unified and even perception.It is hard to imagine that in ancient times, a tile could be fired to such an extent. However, this is slightly different from the porcelain in modern supermarkets that Jia Sidao feels.For a while, Jia Sidao was a little confused about this tile. "Old lady, do you know what this is?" Jia Sidao asked.Judging from its appearance, this thing is indeed a brick as Jia Sidao guessed.At least in terms of shape, it is similar to the Great Wall bricks that Jia Sidao saw on the Great Wall. The blue and white pattern on it seems to be a kind of flower with tangled branches.It's just that the pattern doesn't look complete.However, Jia Sidao looked at the tile from left to right, up and down, and except for a small part that was knocked up on the other side, the other sides were not damaged.It's really strange, is this a complete device, or just a part of a certain device? "I don't know about that. In the past, I didn't seem to have this thing at home, and I didn't have any impression. Later, because the stone slab on the steps was a little narrow, I fumbled for something to pad it to make it wider. I discovered it at one o'clock. I put it away for a try, and it was just right, so I kept it there." The old lady thought about it and said. "It's been several years." "This is also a piece of porcelain." Jia Sidao hesitated for a moment, looking at the blue and white color on it, he found that it was more exciting than when he saw it from a distance last time.In many cases, the authenticity of antiques can be roughly judged at first glance.Therefore, Jia Sidao inquired: "If you are willing, this one is also sold to me. As for the steps, I will find someone to come tomorrow to help you make them level." Ceramic tiles are ceramic tiles after all, no matter how suitable they are placed on the side, they are not as good as a whole long stone slab.Especially at Mrs. Hong's age, if the center of gravity is a little off when stepping on the tiles, it cannot be said that there is no danger at all. "This thing, if you want it, take it." Mrs. Hong was not optimistic about the tiles either. "How embarrassing is that?" Jia Sidao pushed it off again and again, and finally gave Mrs. Hong 300 yuan.She said that when the little worker was invited to come over tomorrow, it would be counted as wages, but the old lady accepted it. After leaving the gate of Mrs. Hong's house, Liu Yufei looked at the tiles in Jia Sidao's hands, and described it vividly: "Why do I feel like we are like cement workers? There is nothing in our hands, just holding a brick. Come and play!"