Every time the "Jubaodi" is opened, an antique street will be found in the urban area where it lands, and then temporary enrollment will be expanded to ensure that the antique sellers who come to the venue have a place to settle.
When we came to the front of Fengmao Antique Street, we could already hear the sound of shouting and bargaining.
The street was crowded with people, and a large number of antique sellers found a place to sit on the floor at random. There were a large number of antiques covered in mud in front of them, which seemed to be a bit tricky.
Ding Zhanpeng and Qu Ming shuttled through the crowd, their eyes wandering non-stop, and they found everything novel and interesting.
At this time, an old man saw Ding Zhanpeng approaching and greeted them warmly: "You two, take a look, take a look, these are all family heirlooms of my family, because the family is short of money, so I sold them at a low price. If anyone is interested, just tell me, the price is negotiable.”
When Ding Zhanpeng heard it, his eyes fell on the ground in front of the old man.
A red cloth was spread on the ground, filled with all kinds of dilapidated ceramics.
These ceramics look a bit historical, and the shapes are peculiar, giving people a bright feeling.
Qu Ming didn't care at first, but after a glance, he immediately became interested, carefully read all the ceramics, finally picked up a bowl of carved ceramics, and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this thing?"
When the old man saw that there was a business coming, he immediately regained his spirits and said with a smile: "Young people have good eyesight. This thing is a good thing. My dead father said that it was handed down from the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is not like other famous ceramics It is valuable, but it has a high collection value, and it is not expensive, 300,000... "
The old man smiled and looked indifferent, as if he was talking about thirty yuan instead of three hundred thousand.
When Qu Ming heard this, his arms shook, and he said angrily, "Boss, you have to be kind. The origin of this shit is unknown, so the pattern looks good. It's capped at 10,000 yuan, but you actually called 300,000, what the hell do you think I'm an idiot?" ?”
The old man suppressed his smile, closed his eyes, and said impatiently with an expression of unwillingness to answer: "Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. I sell things fairly, and I never lie. Buy what you like. , If you don’t buy it, pull it down, there will always be people who know the goods.”
Qu Ming's expression changed. Seeing that the old man had confidence, he was in doubt. Could it be that this is really a good thing
After carefully looking at it again, nothing special could be seen. While hesitating, Ding Zhanpeng gave him a hand, and said with a smile, "There is a stall in front, it seems that there are good things. Let's go and have a look."
Qu Ming is not stupid. Hearing Ding Zhanpeng's subtext, he nodded and put down the ceramics.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "You two, I am famous for being innocent. How about it, if you like this ceramic, I can sell it to you at a lower price. Two hundred and eighty thousand, the cheapest, when the exchange a friend."
When Qu Ming heard it, he was almost annoyed, and said: "Boss, this thing is so precious, poor people like us can't afford it, so I'd better keep it for you to take it back as an offering, maybe good luck will come."
The old man was out of action, changed his face, and cursed: "Damn, all the poor people are here to join in the fun, and they don't have money to go home and watch the news broadcast. Are you here to play tricks?"
Ding Zhanpeng grabbed the angry Qu Ming and said with a smile, "There's no reason to be angry with this kind of person, let's go."
After speaking, turn around and leave.
Qu Ming hurriedly followed, complaining as he walked, "Brother, why did you stop me, I've grown up so much, I haven't been scolded like this..."
Ding Zhanpeng said helplessly, "We came to Taobao, not to make trouble. To be a human being, you must know how to control your own situation. Another point is that the ceramics just now are obviously modern and high-quality imitations, and you still want to join in the fun... Isn't it uncomfortable? "
"Brother, how did you see that?"
Qu Ming was startled, and asked urgently: "I think that ceramic is indeed a bit old, and the carving technique is very unique..."
Ding Zhanpeng waved his hand and interrupted: "It's a shame that you have studied antiques for so long, and you are worse than a novice who just entered the industry. I won't discuss carvings with you first, but I will ask you a question. Look at that ceramic, it really looks like something from a certain age. antique?"
"this… "
After thinking carefully for a while, Qu Ming said with a wry smile: "Brother, if you think about it now, it really doesn't look like..."
"That's right." Ding Zhanpeng nodded and explained: "I don't know how to appreciate antiques, but I understand a truth. Every antique has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and it will spontaneously form a charm of the times. This charm , there is no way for imitations of modern craftsmanship to model."
"Brother, I understand, thank you."
Qu Ming said gratefully that this is Ding Zhanpeng's knowledge of appraising treasures.
Ding Zhanpeng nodded, and said with a smile: "Actually, you understand it yourself. But you are too impatient, not in a calm state, easily affected by the outside world, and undecided in your mind. This should not be done. When doing anything, you should be calm and conscious. Only when you are sober can you make effective judgments.”
Qu Ming didn't speak, but silently remembered it in his heart.
Ding Zhanpeng said a few more words, his eyes inadvertently aimed at a place, and suddenly the light shone brightly.
Little Ding Ding showed a longing expression, drooling.
Qu Ming was listening to the guidance silently. Seeing that there was no sound, he was very curious and followed Ding Zhanpeng's line of sight.
In an inconspicuous position on the left, a young man who was only 28 years old was wearing a set of tattered clothes.
The white cloth in front of him was dirty, and a few beastly wood carvings were scattered on the cloth.
Maybe it's because the wood carvings are too cold, and passers-by don't even look at them and just pass by.
The young man was a little cold, so he shrank his body to maintain his body temperature.
He didn't hawk, nor did he show a disappointed expression, but squatted on the ground, quietly lost in thought.
Ding Zhanpeng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, walked over, and stroked back and forth on several wood carvings.
There are always wood carvings here, but the number is pitifully small.
However, the craftsmanship of the wood carving is good, and every knife and moment flows smoothly, naturally and realistically.
Moreover, these six woodcarvings are carved with divine beasts such as Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and so on.
Ding Zhanpeng discovered that the six-headed carvings contained a large amount of aura, which is difficult for ordinary people to recognize, and only practitioners can see the way in it.
The child has no spiritual energy fluctuations, and his skin is yellow and his body is thin. He is an ordinary person who couldn't be more normal.
Ding Zhanpeng thought for a while and asked, "How have the wood carvings been sold in recent years?"
The young man raised his head, and there was a trace of dead silence in his lifeless eyes.
He glanced at Ding Zhanpeng and said seriously: "Why do you want to buy these six woodcarvings?"
Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback for a moment, not sure what he meant.
Does he also know the special features of these wood carvings
"I like handicrafts. These six woodcarvings are good, just to my taste. You make a price, and I'll see if I can accept it..."
Ding Zhanpeng was very careful, he didn't show too much concern, and answered casually.
The young man's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Sorry, I don't sell..."
Now, Ding Zhanpeng is even more sure that this young man has a secret.
Qu Ming also squatted down, looked at these wood carvings, curled his lips, and said: "These broken wood carvings are not special except for their exquisite workmanship, and they are not for sale..."
The young man was not angry either, and said in a low voice: "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. I'm sorry, please don't stop me from doing business."
Qu Ming was amused when he heard it, and was about to refute, but was stopped by Ding Zhanpeng.
"Boss, can you tell me the reason why you don't sell it? The price is not a problem. I really like these six wood carvings..."
Ding Zhanpeng played with one of the wood carvings and said with a smile.
"Wow... you sold it to Xiao Dingding... Xiao Dingding gave you a lot of money..."
Little Ding Ding's eyes were shining, and he looked like "I have money".
If it wasn't for Ding Zhanpeng to block it, little Ding Ding really wanted to swallow six woodcarvings in one gulp.
The young man shook his head and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, it's not about money. I can't tell you the reason, but I won't sell it to you. So, you give up on it."
Qu Ming was not happy anymore, and muttered: "What kind of broken wood carving, you can't buy it with money, it's really a treasure... Brother, since he won't sell it, let's go."
Ding Zhanpeng was a little regretful, he really wanted to buy these woodcarvings that contained a lot of aura, and he was very interested in the identity of the young man.
The young man didn't have any neat clothes on his body, and his complexion was yellowish, which was a manifestation of long-term nutritional deficiency. He was obviously an ordinary person, but he got six woodcarvings that contained spiritual energy.
Such a contradictory and weird situation happened to him, which is really puzzling.
"Since you don't want to sell, I won't force you."
Ding Zhanpeng didn't force it, nor did he try to snatch it.
Although the six wood carvings are very attractive, he will not betray his personality and destroy his principles.
Everything pays attention to fate, if you can't buy wood carvings, it proves that fate is not enough, so there is no need to force it.
Xiao Ding Ding was very disappointed, he wanted these wood carvings very much, and said in a milky voice, "Dad, let's exchange it with other things, okay... Xiao Ding Ding really wants it..."
"This..." Ding Zhanpeng smiled wryly, unable to bear Xiao Dingding's clinging to him, he said helplessly, "Boss, this wood carving is not sold for money, can I exchange it with something?"
The young man's lifeless eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "What is there on your body that can replace my wood carving?"
"It's up to you to tell me what you want, so that I can see if I have what you need."
Ding Zhanpeng felt that the young man in front of him was very mysterious.
He glanced at Xiao Dingding and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, you don't have what I need, so I can't trade with you. Please feel free..."
Ding Zhanpeng had no choice but to pull Qu Ming away.
The young man reveals mystery everywhere, and refuses to reveal the items of the transaction, which is really worrying.
But this deal can't be done, instead of wasting time here, it's better to try your luck elsewhere.
The young man watched Ding Zhanpeng leave, and murmured: "The fluctuations on my body are so strange, why can't I notice it? Forget it, we will meet each other if we are destined, everything depends on the origin and the end..."
If Ding Zhanpeng heard the young man's words, he would definitely be stunned, but he and Qu Ming walked a long way, and his mind was all on thousands of antiques.
"Tsk tsk, it's really right this time, big brother, look at these antiques, some of them are fake, some of them are from a long time ago, and this one, what the hell, Wang Xizhi's authentic works are too good. It's okay to fool around and fool, here are all experts, Who doesn't know that Wang Xizhi's original works have disappeared."
Qu Ming expressed his opinion while admiring.