One wave after another, Ji Shenyu took a long time to recover. He thought that the Baishouwen bottle and the celadon bottle were worth the same, but he never expected that it would sell for a high price of 100,000.
What shocked him the most was that the value was so high, but it was an imitation.
The level of imitations is complex. The lowest level is the fakes on the market, which are mass-produced and can be identified by a layman at a glance; the next level is higher, it is not enough to see, but you have to touch; of sophistication.
Ji Shenyu couldn't help but wonder, did Liang Hecheng know that the bottle was a fake? Will it be treasured for a long time, always thinking it is true? He loosened the edge of the window, turned around in panic, completely forgetting that Ding Hanbai was still outside the window, and only cared about his own safety.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the celadon vase on the desk, and he had new doubts. Ding Hanbai couldn't even recognize the one he made by himself, so how could he swear that the Baishouwen vase was fake
Ji Shenyu said what was on his mind, but Ding Hanbai didn't answer, just beckoned him to follow.
One step out of the corridor, Ding Hanbai threw his backpack on the stone table, and took Ji Shenyu to the front yard empty-handed. The front yard was the most spacious. Ding Yanshou and Jiang Shuliu's bedroom was closed, and there was a wild cat lying at the door.
Ding Hanbai acted like a bandit, opened the door aggressively, and scared the wild cat to jump up the tree. He led Ji Shenyu into the room, went straight to the front of the low cabinet and squatted halfway, only to find that there was no key to open the small lock when he squatted down.
Ji Shenyu squatted aside: "Mahogany relief?"
Just now, I was still out of my body, and now I am happy again when I see the cabinet. Ding Hanbai ignored it, and found a plate of keys in the bedside table.
He took out a vase from the cabinet: "Look at this."
Ji Shenyu took off the cotton sleeve and was shocked: "Baishouwen bottle!"
The familiar style, the cold and slippery tentacles, Ji Shenyu's mind was full of darkness, and now another strange thing happened. Ding Hanbai got up and went to sit beside the bed, and said, "I may not be able to tell the authenticity of your Baishou pattern bottle, but I'm sure this one is real, so that one is fake."
Ji Shenyu asked, "How did this come about?"
Ding Hanbai laughed aloud: "Your dad gave it to my dad along with that picture book, so it's locked in the cabinet, and I don't want to put it out and fall into the ashes."
The twists and turns are all due to strange fate, Ji Shenyu held the bottle and spread hysteria, grinned for a while, and looked at Ding Hanbai with a smirk. At this time, the wild cat in the yard was barking wildly, and it seemed that someone was coming.
Before the crime scene could be cleaned up, Ding Yanshou opened the door and appeared. After seeing the two of them, he stared for a few seconds, and shouted in a very long reflex arc, "What are you doing here in the daytime?!"
Ding Hanbai picked up Ji Shenyu and said, "I told him that Master Ji gave you a bottle with a hundred longevity pattern. He was curious, so I'll let him see it."
Ding Yanshou didn't buy it and asked, "Have you finished carving your snuff bottle?"
The cat was in the antique market for several days, and he forgot his homework early. Ding Hanbai perfunctoryly said: "The other day when I went to work to help the team leader carry things, my hand hurt, and the pain made me unable to exert myself..."
"Fart!" Ding Yanshou kicked the door angrily, "You've been absent from work again, and you think I don't know?!"
Ding Hanbai couldn't get through, so he went around the round table and rushed out, unfortunately getting kicked. Seeing this, Ji Shenyu put down the bottle, shouted "Master, calm down," and ran away quickly. The two of them were embarrassed and funny. After returning to the small courtyard, they breathed evenly. Ji Shenyu went into the study to continue doing homework. Ding Hanbai also went in with Baiyu, and wanted to carve a snuff bottle.
The chairs were next to each other, Ji Shenyu stared at the half-doing math problem, confused, and the idea of solving the problem was broken.
Ding Hanbai came over and said, "I'm good at math. Let me tell you something."
The tone of this spontaneous self-recommendation was too determined, so Ji Shenyu had to submit the paper obediently. He originally thought that Ding Hanbai was the type of person who didn't like to study, but after the topic was finished, the situation changed slightly.
Ding Hanbai said: "I'm good at doing small maths. It's suitable for business. I can also speak English. Then it's suitable for big business and in line with international standards."
Ji Shenyu was convinced by this logic and asked, "What is the language suitable for?"
"Good language?" Ding Hanbai paused, "If you are good in language, you can speak well, but good language is not enough, you need to be good at sports. Because being good at speaking can easily lead to verbal disputes, and if it is serious, you will be beaten. If you are good at sports, you can run fast and you will be lucky."
Ji Shenyu laughed, leaning back and forth with laughter on the paper, not knowing that Ding Hanbai was teasing him, but he was serious. Gradually, there was only his laughter in the study, and suddenly, he stopped and became quiet.
Ding Hanbai held the white jade warmly, and finally picked up the carving knife calmly.
The sound of turning the pages was crisp, and Ji Shenyu never encountered a problem that could not be solved, but the solution was too smooth, and it was inevitable that he would relax and become a little sleepy. He hadn't slept well for the past two days, and his sleepiness was like a mountain torrent and tsunami. He lowered his body and couldn't get up again.
The movement beside him stopped for a long time, and Ding Hanbai, who was concentrating on carving jade, turned his face curiously: "This guy..." He saw Ji Shenyu lying on the paper and sleeping soundly, pressing half of his cheek, holding a pen between his fingers.
It was not until he finished carving and the chair knocked when he got up that Ji Shenyu opened his eyes leisurely.
"Do you still write your homework?" Ding Hanbai asked, "If you don't write it, go back to the house and sleep, and you will save a lot of drool."
Ji Shenyu was still lying on his stomach: "Are you finished carving?"
Ding Hanbai nodded and handed out a white jade snuff bottle. The snuff bottle had a short neck and rich shoulders. Ji Shenyu sat up straight now: "Only outline, plain face without lines, are you lazy?"
Seeing that Ding Hanbai didn't answer, he suddenly woke up: "This is..."
"Excellent Hetian jade seed material, thank you for being so good at picking." Ding Hanbai was very satisfied, so satisfied that he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed with more carvings. After being eviscerated and polished, the white jade snuff bottle without any cracks is perfect.
Ji Shenyu took it and played with it: "Senior brother, the processing fee for Yupinji's items is very high, so what about this plain noodles?"
Ding Hanbai replied: "This plain-faced jade smoke pot was popular during the Qianlong period, and it is called 'good talent does not cut'. There is a pair of the same type recorded in the book, which is worth hundreds of thousands, so this one is about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan."
Ji Shenyu couldn't put it down: "Can I get half of the credit? When I sell it, I will ask Master for credit."
When his palm was empty, the snuff bottle was taken back by Ding Hanbai. "You are so beautiful." Ding Hanbai held a bag in his hand and hid the things in his hand, "I won't sell it, I will use it myself when I'm fifty."
Ji Shen said indifferently: "There are still thirty years, and you have arranged to be fifty years old?"
Ding Hanbai said, "Of course, at the age of 50, destiny has been set, and the money has been earned. I will teach my son skills and skills, and I will play every day." He replied: "I have a principle, pass on children not women."
Just kidding, carving is so hard, and both hands are so hard to penetrate, how can I let my daughter do it. The girl's house, read books, do something interesting, like Jiang Caiwei's best. Ding Hanbai thought.
Ji Shenyu blocked him: "Then if you didn't have a son, wouldn't your craft be lost?"
Ding Han glanced at him: "Will I not accept an apprentice? But my apprentice must have a high talent, otherwise I would rather not accept it. Besides, what happened to the loss? It's not one of the four great inventions, so shouldn't it be lost?"
Ji Shen couldn't argue with the language, and felt that Ding, Chinese and Baiyu were probably the first, and there was always something to say. He thought of Ji Fangxu silently, but what if he actually had a son? Even the paper burning sacrifice is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and I can only blame the dream, "That's not necessarily why you miss me."
His eyes fell on the celadon vase, and he regretted even more. Ji Fangxu taught him this skill, which will probably be abandoned in the future.
Ding Han didn't understand the situation, followed Ji Shenyu's line of sight, and said generously: "Don't you want to exchange? I'll give it to you."
After going around, the celadon vase returned to Ji Shenyu's hands. He couldn't laugh or cry, and he took it back to the house and leaned against the door in a daze. Liang Hecheng said at the time that everything is determined, and it only depends on fate, but the fate of 100,000 yuan is too extravagant. If you get it from a terminally ill old man, it may lose your life.
Three days later, Ding Hanbai went to work in the pouring rain. When he arrived at the entrance of the Cultural Relics Bureau, he was blocked by a broken truck. He lowered the window of the car and rushed to the guard room to call for someone, but the guards shoved out an old man.
"What's the matter?" Ding Hanbai asked.
The guard said: "The museum collects scraps and wants to do business in the bureau, but they can't leave."
The old man was wearing an old-fashioned straw hat and his cloth shoes and trousers were wet. Ding Hanbai couldn't see it and said, "Let him go in and take shelter from the rain. I'll submit an application to see if I can give him the job."
He parked the car and entered the building. At the entrance of the building, he met the old man to hide from the rain. After a while, the old man took off his straw hat and revealed his face. Who wasn't Zhang Sinian? !
Zhang Sinian wiped away the water droplets: "Are you still applying?"
Ding Hanbai felt that the old man was a bit of a jerk, and laughed from a distance of 1.5 meters: "Hand over, you will come here often in the future, I will show you all the good things I have, and I will sell them for 100,000 pieces."
After he finished talking, he went to work in the building, and when he got to the office, he wrote a copy of the application to Zhang Yin. If an office approved it, other departments would be too lazy to look for it. It was a very simple matter. Zhang Yin dawdled, wiped the ink bottle, twisted the pen tube, wiped clean after sucking, and finally agreed to sign his not-so-famous name.
Ding Hanbai sniffed, followed a stream of sandalwood and lowered his head, and saw a small incense burner on the table. No wonder Mo Ji, it turned out that he was waiting for him to find out that this was a strange place. There were sachets in the incense burner, which must be very precious, and he refused to burn the furnace wall with real incense.
He leaned over to admire it, and lied a lot: "It's really beautiful from Geyao in the Song Dynasty."
Zhang Yin finally signed: "It was imitated during the Qianlong period, it's just an ordinary brother glaze."
"That's my mistake." Ding Hanbai raised the other party to a high level, and it is estimated that this week's fortune will be smooth. After leaving, I was busy for a while. After the rain, I packed two boxes of waste products. Zhang Sinian was still at the door of the building, and he took it up consciously when he saw him come out.
"Add more when opening a note. Are you taking advantage of your reimbursement?"
Ding Hanbai felt insulted: "I don't even blink an eye for ten thousand pieces, and it is rare to sell waste products for a price difference?"
Zhang Sinian was just joking, and said happily: "By the way, didn't you say you work in a museum?"
Ding Hanbai also laughed: "You are allowed to sell fakes, but I am not allowed to lie about my personal information?" He simply said, "It was a bit bluffing when you said that the bottle was from Fujian."
Since Zhang Sinian contracted the waste products of the museum, he must have visited a lot, so he has seen the batch of water debris. Zhang Sinian nodded with interest: "If you were bluffing, did you deceive you?"
Ding Hanbai felt insulted again. Who can judge by words in this business? The most fucking unreliable thing is a mouth. He chatted for a while: "The celadon vase uses a splicing method. The reason why it is messed up is because the material is real, and of course the technology is not bad."
Zhang Sinian entered the rain blindly, and his eyes turned red: "Is there any other way?"
"There is also adhesion, burial, or forgery of parts, or forgery of the whole device." Ding Hanbai said. He has learned the things in "Like Mountains and Seas" repeatedly, and he has memorized them by heart.
Zhang Sinian asked, "Then you see it's fake and still buy it?"
Ding Hanbai was just doing research at the time, not to mention that he didn't think 30,000 was anything. Now that he was talking about this, his heart was swollen, and he looked at each other with a grin. Zhang Sinian told him to feel uncomfortable, and his blind eyes suddenly understood.
"You grandson!" the old man scolded, "The bottle with a hundred longevity pattern is a fake!"
Ding Hanbai coaxed: "Fakes are also high-end goods. I dare to say that if you take them out to explore, no one will see it, and they will be sold at a high price."
Zhang Sinian was furious. He was angry because he was distracted, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with other things. After a long while without success, he said yin and yang strangely: "The cultural relics bureau is very powerful, unlike the antiques, who can get to the point."
Ding Hanbai said, "Just praise me personally, don't bring the unit or organization." He pointed back at the building, "Our director made a fake brother-glazed incense burner. It's silly and silly, and I have no face for him."
"How do you know it's fake?"
"The body of the small incense burner is covered with gold wire and iron wire, and it is very difficult to imitate. Fortunately, I have a good memory. For this kind of thing, I always choose a few places to store it in my mind. It can be seen that the distance between the lines is slightly different. ."
After being lazy for a long time selling a piece of junk, the rain stopped. Zhang Sinian was about to leave, smiling and humming a Beijing opera, not like he was angry just now, but like a happy event. He walked down the steps, turned back and shouted at Ding Hanbai, "Do you want to see the real brother glaze small incense burner?"
Ding Hanbai didn't respond in a trance, and was deterred by the old bangzi's eyes.
"Chongshui No. 57, don't empty your hands, play two taels of white wine." Zhang Sinian wiped away the light in his eyes, put on his straw hat, and said while walking, "You can teach me."
At this time, Ji Shenyu had arrived at Miao'an No. 25, and a muffled thunder rolled over, vaguely what was going to happen.