Chapter 36 The biggest leak of this year
"Uncle Jing, this Bodhidharma sculpture should be a work of the late Qing Dynasty, and it was made by a famous artist..."
Zhao Zhengshan was obviously very confident in his judgment, pointing to the Dharma root carving on the table and said: "Let's talk about the material first, Uncle Jing, look at the texture, it's huanghuali, right, and it's carved from the root of a century-old avocado into..."
"No wonder Jing Shizhen said that Uncle Zhao picked up mistakes, eight out of ten times..."
Su Xiaofan was drinking tea, listening to Zhao Zhengshan's serious analysis, his heart burst into laughter.
Although such an object could not be said to be fake at first sight, Zhao Zhengshan said it was a work of the late Qing Dynasty, which is simply a thousand miles away.
【Repair value: 5 points! 】
【Modern Siamese Siamese Dharma Root Carving: Unrepairable! 】
The information in his mind clearly told Su Xiaofan that this is a modern handicraft, and the material is completely different from what Zhao Zhengshan judged.
"Hey, I said Zhengshan, these antiques and miscellaneous items are not for you to play with. Your appreciation level in calligraphy and painting is much better than miscellaneous items..."
After Zhao Zhengshan finished his judgment, Jing Shizhen, who listened patiently, sighed.
"Uncle Jing, there are too few calligraphy and paintings on the street stalls, and I can't show my level. By the way, I won't be mistaken for this carving, right?"
Hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Zhao Zhengshan had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Tell me how much you spent first." Jing Shizhen waved his hand.
"This... cost two thousand and eight thousand." Zhao Zhengshan said: "The man originally asked for eight thousand, but let me tell you the price."
To tell the truth, Zhao Zhengshan spent the whole morning at the root carving stall, grinding for nearly two hours before he took down this object.
"You must be listening to other people's stories again."
Jing Shizhen shook her head speechlessly. It will take two hours to buy such an item. Zhao Zhengshan must have been fooled by someone first.
"The stall owner said that this thing was passed down from his grandfather, and it was an object from the Wanqing period. I thought that person was quite honest, so I believed it."
Zhao Zhengshan covered his head with his hands. He judged by himself at the time that the period was at most the late Qing Dynasty. If the stall owner said that it was something from the Ming Dynasty, then Zhao Zhengshan would definitely turn around and leave.
But what the stall owner said corresponded to his own judgment, which made Zhao Zhengshan feel recognized. If the other party flicked him later, Zhao Zhengshan felt that he had encountered a leak, and his main attention was on bargaining.
"Smell it carefully, is there a sour smell? Also, look at the oiliness, does it meet the standard of huanghuali?"
Uncle Jing didn't hold back anymore, pointed to the carving, and said straight to the point: "Look, this purple is almost black, which is obviously not the characteristic of huanghuali. Although the texture is a bit similar, it is a material of red rosewood. From the material point of view , not as good as huanghuali.
In addition, there is this engraver. Although the carving is not bad, there are obvious traces of artificial modification after organic carving. You said that you don’t know much about miscellaneous objects. Why do you always make mistakes on these? "
"Uncle Jing, then... how much is this worth?"
Zhao Zhengshan made a bitter face. He didn't care about money, but just wanted to know how much IQ tax he was charged this time.
"Put it at home as a decoration, um, about five hundred and eight."
Jing Shizhen gave a quotation. In the antique market full of low-quality and counterfeit antiques, this thing is still fake and has a conscience. At the very least, it is made of rosewood, not African rosewood or other materials.
"Uncle Zhao, in the antique market, you can't listen to people telling stories."
Su Xiaofan laughed on the sidelines, he himself is a joker, although his own bronze wares cannot be sold as old objects, but Su Xiaofan helped Zheng Dagang sell a lot of so-called "magic weapons".
"Don't gloat, boy, take out the items you've scavenged and have a look, maybe they're not as good as mine." Zhao Zhengshan was not convinced.
Zhao Zhengshan usually has no other hobbies. He just likes to find mistakes in the antique market. It’s just that his level is too low to make holes, but the more he does this, the more addicted he becomes.
So today it was Jing Shizhen who came to appraise, and Zhao Zhengshan had to hold back if he was not convinced. If he changed someone else, he would definitely question the appraiser's level is not enough, and he couldn't see the goodness of his object.
"I bought two items, but I was not sure about one of them. I bought it for fun."
Su Xiaofan put the two bags in his hand on the table, took out the pen holder first, and said: "I think this thing is not bad, Uncle Jing, can you give me a hand?"
"Um?"
Jing Shizhen's eyes lit up when he saw the blackish purple pen holder, but he was not in a hurry to get started, but looked at Zhao Zhengshan and said, "Zhengshan, this is also an item in the miscellaneous items. Why don't you take a look first?"
"Okay, let me take a look first." Zhao Zhengshan happily picked up the pen holder on the table.
"The material of this carving is similar to mine, and it should also be made of rosewood."
Zhao Zhengshan picked up the magnifying glass on the table, looked at it and said: "However, Xiao Su's pen holder is a good carver. It's such a big thing, and there are so many people carved on it, as well as animals, flowers and plants. This thing is not bad."
Although he doesn't want to admit that the things Su Xiaofan bought are better than his own, but the things are here, the relief carving on the pen holder alone is not comparable to the root carving, and Zhao Zhengshan can't say anything to slander it.
Jing Shizhen took the pen holder from Zhao Zhengshan's hand with a smile on her face, and at the same time picked up the magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully.
"It's estimated to cost two or three thousand."
Zhao Zhengshan said to Su Xiaofan: "We can agree to buy items, the price should not exceed 3,000 yuan, don't be disobedient."
"Uncle Zhao, there are no bad rules, this thing is much cheaper than your eagle."
Su Xiaofan laughed when he heard the words, saying that he still accounted for the restorative value.
If the pen holder is not repaired, the bottom will be burnt, and the appearance of the whole object can be said to be a mess, but the repaired pen holder can be seen to be a good thing at first hand.
"Xiao Su, did you really find this thing in the market?"
Jing Shizhen looked at the expression on the pen holder, and gradually became serious. It took more than ten minutes before she put the pen holder on the table.
"Yes, Uncle Jing, I went to the market with Uncle Zhao." Su Xiaofan nodded.
"This is unlikely."
Jing Shizhen muttered to herself with a puzzled face, "In today's antique market, you can still find this thing. Are so many people blind?"
"Uncle Jing, Xiao Su did go to the market with me, and we both went empty-handed."
Zhao Zhengshan thought that Jing Shizhen suspected that Su Xiaofan had brought something from other places, so he quickly spoke up to testify for Su Xiaofan.
"That's not what it means."
Jing Shizhen waved his hand, and said to Su Xiaofan: "Tell me how you bought this object, how much it cost, and what kind of pen holder do you think it is?"
"Ah, I just bought it at a street stall."
Su Xiaofan was a little confused by Jing Shizhen's repeated questions, but he had thought of an excuse before, and said immediately: "This pen holder was placed on a street stall selling miscellaneous items. At that time, it was placed with a bunch of miscellaneous items. very conspicuous.
And the bronze wares sold by the stall owner belonged to our Sujia Village. He sold them as objects from the Tang and Song Dynasties. "
"One hundred and fifty?"
"One hundred and fifty dollars?"
Zhao Zhengshan and Jing Shizhen exclaimed at the same time. Obviously, the price shocked Jing Shizhen too.
"It's one hundred and fifty yuan." Su Xiaofan pretended to be bewildered. He found that he often needed to use his acting skills during this time, so he wanted to attend the Film Academy later.
"Uncle Jing, there is a guest who needs you to meet." Just as Su Xiaofan was acting, a staff member of Jingxin Hall came to Jing Shizhen and whispered something.
"Mr. Tong, right? Let him come in."
Jing Shizhen waved his hand, now his attention is on the pen holder and Su Xiaofan, "The biggest leak this year, you picked it up!"
Jing Shizhen still had a puzzled look on her face, "So many people can't see, are they really blind? No, I have to go to the antique market later."
With Jing Shizhen's rank, he has long been out of the level of picking up leaks in the antique market. He has not seriously visited the antique market for five or six years.
Because Jing Shizhen knows that since antiques became popular, there is almost no room for leaks in the current antique market, but seeing this pen holder that Su Xiaofan picked up today, Jing Shizhen's mind was shaken.
"Uncle Jing, sorry to bother you." At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the inner hall, and when he saw Jing Shizhen, he nodded slightly to say hello.
"Mr. Tong, sit down and drink tea. Our business will be discussed later." Jing Shizhen let the guest sit on the chair, and the staff immediately served tea.
"Uncle Jing, please tell me quickly, what kind of object is this and how much is it worth, I am really anxious to death."
As a doctor, Zhao Zhengshan is undoubtedly very stable, but only in his hobby of antiques, he is a little impatient, and he doesn't care about Jing Shizhen and the presence of guests.
"What he says is what he says."
Jing Shizhen pointed to Su Xiaofan, also with a bit of consideration in it, Jing Shizhen wanted to see whether Su Xiaofan picked it up purely because of luck, or whether he had a good knowledge of antiques.
"Uncle Zhao, I'm not sure how much this thing is worth."
Having been in the antique market for several years, Su Xiaofan was naturally not stage-frightened, and immediately said: "First of all, I think this pen holder should be made of huanghuali."
"No, this pen holder is similar to my carving, it should also be made of rosewood." Zhao Zhengshan interrupted Su Xiaofan.
"Uncle Zhao, the oiliness is different. You can see the color of this pen holder is because the oiliness is very heavy, and it becomes dark purple and black. This kind of huanghuali is usually called black avocado.
Black avocados are generally easy to appear on the roots of old trees. Oiliness is the most oily among huanghuali. Basically all black avocados sink in water. The texture of black avocados is average, but the density and specific gravity are also huanghuali. largest of all. "
Su Xiaofan helped Zheng Dagang sell a lot of beads, many of which were made of huanghuali. He also likes to specialize in research, and has solid theoretical knowledge.
Let Dangyan pick up a recommended ticket
(end of this chapter)