leonardwarren Chapter 166 If You Like It, I’Ll Give It To You (7, Please Subscribe Automatically)
Chapter 166 If You Like It, I’Ll Give It To You (7, Please Subscribe Automatically)
Originally, Ye Tian thought he was a guest.
As a result, someone opened the door and turned out to be director Wang Zhengyu.
"It's like this. The guests who were originally going to come tonight encountered a temporary situation and will arrive tomorrow morning. Please don't worry."
The director came here just to talk about this matter.
Everyone was speechless.
But that's fine.
There are no guests coming, after Yang Mi and Wei Xiaoxun leave tomorrow morning.
They could take a break.
The live broadcast has reached this point.
Naturally it stopped.
As for the disputes on the barrage, to be honest, no one took it to heart.
The more you take these female boxers seriously, the happier they will be.
Ignore them,
The group played by themselves and then died down.
Xiaotuan and Chen Sigou went to pack their luggage.
Zhixun and Sao Nan are playing games with their silly little girl.
Xu Bao, Saozhu, and Ye Tian chatted with each other.
"Ancestor, when you were living in Yanjing, did you ever go to Panjiayuan?"
Saozhu asked Ye Tian curiously.
"Been there."
Ye Tian said with a smile: "But when I went there, it was still a ghost market."
Panjiayuan, formerly known as Panjiayao, used to burn colored glaze in the early years, but because the soil was too loose, it could not produce a good appearance, so it later switched to bricks.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China,
It was not an antique market like today, but a serious market.
Ghost market is also called night market and dawn market.
This kind of market opens at midnight and closes at dawn.
Yanjing City used to have several famous ghost markets.
For example, Dongxiao Market outside Chongwenmen, Night Market outside Xuanwumen and Xiaoshi outside Deshengmen.
The lighting conditions at that time were limited, and neither the buyer nor the buyer could see clearly.
In addition, there is no shouting, no sign, and they disperse at dawn. The behavior is similar to that of ghosts, so it is called ghost market.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China,
The children of the poor wealthy family sell ancestral treasures such as calligraphy and painting, because they have to take face into consideration and cannot sell them to the public.
So I chose the ghost market,
From then on, thieves often went to ghost markets to sell their stolen goods, and some shady things appeared in Zhou Market.
In this way, the ghost market has become a place for people to get lucky, and they may be able to buy very expensive things for a small amount of money!
Before liberation, because Panjiayuan was located outside the city, the operation of the ghost market was particularly bold.
However, after liberation, the ghost market in Yanjing was completely banned.
In the early 1980s, the Huaxia Youth Art Theater moved in, and buildings began to be built near Panjiayuan.
But at that time.
Ye Tian is no longer in Yanjing.
"You also like antiques?"
Ye Tian asked Saozhu with a smile.
He had seen that Sao Zhu was interested in many of his antiques before, but he didn't expect that he was also an enthusiast.
"It's just a hobby."
Saozhu said with a smile: "You also know that there are always miracles in Panjiayuan.
Ye Tian burst into laughter.
Of course he knows this sentence.
In Yanjing's antique circle, there has always been such a saying.
No matter how well the antique city operates, it is a business, only Panjiayuan is a miracle!
Miracle?
Yes! It’s a miracle!
Because only here can you have the opportunity to experience the feeling of picking up leaks.
"You."
Ye Tian patted Saozhu on the shoulder and turned back to the house.
After a while,
He took out a set of small bowls.
"Here, I'll give it to you."
???
???
Saozhu was startled, took it and took a look, and was immediately dumbfounded.
Qianlong alum red five-bat and five-peach small bowl, with a large six-character official kiln mark made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty on the bottom, and the traces of use are almost invisible.
There are nine in total, and they seem to be a set.
"Ancestor, this...
The naughty pigs were stunned.
Although the price of this thing is not very expensive nowadays, only tens of thousands of yuan each, but in a complete set, it is estimated to be worth 1.8 million yuan.
The reason why he knows.
It's because this stuff is leaking out a lot in Yanjing.
When Emperor Jiaqing was in power, he sold several batches of daily-use porcelain from official kilns in the palace warehouse, hundreds of thousands of pieces at a time.
Many years later, this kind of thing is really common in the antique market of Yanjing.
"Give it to you."
Ye Tian said casually: "This thing is not valuable. I brought a lot from the palace at that time, and these are the only ones left in the complete set."
The naughty pig has nothing to say.
In the eyes of the old man, this is just a matter of eating.
think carefully.
That's really what it means.
"Well, old man, if you like anything, I will give you a gift later."
0…please give me flowers…
Saozhu thought for a while and said to Ye Tian.
He was really embarrassed to have been taken care of like this by his ancestor.
Although the money he earns is much different than that of his ancestors, Huang Xiaochu feels that he must have his heart.
I?
Ye Tian was stunned for a long time.
After thinking for a while, he said: "I like Zheng Banqiao's paintings very much. Please ask around and help me get one."
Zheng, Zheng Banqiao?
Damn it!
Sao Zhu was dumbfounded for a moment.
Looking at Ye Tian going back to the house, he no longer knew what to say.
"Um, Teacher Huang, do you think the old man knows how much Banqiao's paintings cost?"
Xu Bao asked cautiously.
"This, you probably don't know, right?"
Saozhu came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I guess the old man thought that those things were the same as the things in his hand."
"Right."
Xu Bao nodded upon hearing this.
Zheng Banqiao was a painter in the Qing Dynasty, that rare and confused creator.
This one is especially good at painting bamboo.
In the eyes of our ancestors, this should be just a painter of the same generation.
"Okay, Anli, let me ask about it."
Sao Zhu said with a wry smile.
To know.
Zheng Banqiao's bamboo is now worth at least over ten million.
Even if he is a big star, this is still a large fee.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I will pay for it with you when the time comes. It will be regarded as a gift to the old man from the two of us.
Xu Bao comforted his old partner.
The two of them didn't mean to blame Ye Tian.
After all, the ancestors should have no idea about this.
If you really have a concept.
He would not give the antiques in his hands to Shen Lingmin and Liu Duoduo casually.
To know.
Sao Zhu asked Ma Weidu privately.
Just the hairpin Ye Tian gave Liu Duoduo is a priceless treasure!
That was the Jin Bu Yao handed down from the Song Dynasty.
So far.
Many experts have only seen it in books and have never seen the real thing!
But now.
But it became my daughter’s dowry!
Just because of this,
Naturally, a saucy pig would not be stingy with a painting by Zheng Banqiao.
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