Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 42 It’s better not to let him know

As instructed in advance, the receptionist took them directly to the reception room.

As soon as he entered the door, his nephew Wang Youwei hugged Wang Qizhi's arm and started to brag:

"Uncle, you don't know, the dog bowl is so dirty and smelly that even throwing it in the trash can is too dirty..."

"But just use some water and it becomes an antique in a flash? Sister An Ning actually said it's worth at least hundreds of thousands..."

"The key is that person, he doesn't look much older than me..."

Wang Qizhi was stunned for a moment: "What is this, a dog bowl?"

The elder brother just said that he had taken a fancy to a piece of cloisonné and asked him to come over to check it out. Wang Qizhi really didn't know what the item was or where it came from.

"Yes, it's the dog bowl!"

Wang Qihua sighed, "It was dog food and dog feces. The basin was tightly wrapped inside and out, and I could smell the stench through the car window..."

I was puzzled at the time: the young man was very energetic, well-dressed, and could afford a dog, but how come he couldn't even afford a basin?
But then, he wiped it with a cloth, and the blue porcelain was revealed... After An Ning explained it, we realized it was cloisonné..."

Wang Qizhi was stunned. He had heard countless stories of people finding lost items over the years, but this was the first time he had found a lost item while searching for a dog bowl.

"Where's the stuff?"

"We arrived a little early, so we've asked Huaizhi and An Ning to ask!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and his two nieces walked in together.

Wang Qizhi pointed and said, "Call your mother, I don't care about you!"

Ye Anning chuckled, "It's okay. Tomorrow I'll just take a basin and a stick and stand at the west gate..."

"I'm still afraid of you, are you coming?"

The uncle and nephew were arguing with each other, and Hao Jun followed closely behind them, followed by a salesperson holding a basin.

Maybe it was because of the closed environment, as soon as I opened the soft cloth on the outside, a foul smell hit me.

Wang Qizhi exclaimed in surprise: It really is a dog bowl?
Just a brief introduction and get straight to the point.

Wang Qizhi immediately used a high-power scope and quickly studied it: "The copper base is very thin, and the overall shape is simple and beautiful. It should be the empress of Emperor Kangxi..."

"The filigree lines are fine and even, with consistent thickness. The craftsmanship requirements are more stringent than those during the Kangxi period..."

"The base blue glaze is a combination of Huiqing and Shiqing, the water chestnut leaves are lake green, and the fish tail is light pink. The latter two are both newly created domestic enamel materials during the Yongzheng period... This basin should be made during the Yongzheng period, and it is very likely from the early Yongzheng period!"

Wang Qizhi paused for a moment, then became a little suspicious: "But it doesn't look like the work of the Imperial Household Department?"

Ye Anning blinked: "Why?"

"There are too many sand holes on the glaze, which means the glaze adjustment process is not yet mature."

"The decoration on the bottom of the basin is too three-dimensional, and the style of Western paintings left over from the Kangxi period is too strong..."

“The composition is too delicate, and the overall look is bloated and complicated…”

Wang Qizhi snorted, "Given Yongzheng's personality and his enthusiasm for enamelware, if the Imperial Household Department were to produce something like this, the head of the Imperial Household Department would be in great trouble..."

Ye Anning was stunned for a moment, remembering what Lin Sicheng had said on the roadside:
Kangxi and Qianlong reigned for 121 years, ten times the length of Yongzheng's reign. Yet, the combined number of imperial edicts regarding enamel was less than half of what Yongzheng issued during his twelve years on the throne. This illustrates the depth of his obsession. If the Imperial Household Department were to produce enamelware to this degree, the Imperial Household Department would have simply quit...

Not to mention they are the same, there is no difference at all!

She sighed and turned the basin over.

"Hey, the back house... the back house?" Wang Qizhi's eyes lit up. "This is the trial model of Prince Yi's Mansion!"

Everyone in the reception room was stunned. Hao Jun was bewildered: It's okay that he can't compare to Lin Sicheng, but where did this guy come from?
Wang Qihua and Ye Anning were also quite shocked: the third brother (my uncle) has been interested in this field since he was a child. He studied this in college and has been working in this field for nearly ten years. His research level is extremely high.

He could tell at a glance that they were nothing special.

But the young man is only about twenty years old. Where did he gain this experience and how did he develop his eyesight?

The key point is, what happened to the pot at that time?

Wang Qizhi was still a little skeptical: "Is it really a dog bowl?"

"The dog was lying under our car at the time. How could it be fake?"

"You can tell how tightly the paste was applied by just smelling it: the smell seeps right through."

"He's really only in his early twenties. Standing next to Youwei, it's hard to tell who's older."

"He can even recite the Qing History Draft and the Qing Palace Archives by heart!"

After hearing the last sentence, Wang Qizhi was shocked again: It’s unlikely, right?
But it’s hard to say, like Lin Sicheng, isn’t he only in his early twenties?

I feel like Xijing is a weird place...

Just curious for a moment, without thinking too much, Wang Qizhi put away the magnifying glass and said, "Manager, give me an offer!"

"800,000, 17% commission!"

"It's less than one million, the price is okay, open the invoice!"

Wang Qizhi made the final decision, staring at the bottom of the basin and sighing:

"Brother, what a pity! The main part of the decoration is these two fish, but the glaze on the fish has fallen off. Otherwise, it would be worth more than three hundred thousand..."

Wang Qihua also felt it was a pity: "Third brother, can this glaze be repaired?"

"Of course you can, but you'd have to find a glaze restoration expert, like Mr. Yang Shiqi from the Palace Museum, or Mr. Cheng Qun (a porcelain restoration expert at the Palace Museum)... We do have one at Xi'an University, and he used to be the vice president of our school, but unfortunately he's retired..."

Wang Qizhi thought for a moment and said, "But his grandson hasn't graduated yet and is in our hospital. I'll ask him and see if I can ask him for help."

Hao Jun was watching the salesperson issuing an invoice and was stunned: the vice president of a college of Xi'an University is also an expert in porcelain restoration. If it is not Professor Lin, who else could it be?

And his grandson is still studying at Xi’an University and hasn’t graduated yet?

Subconsciously, he looked at the cloisonné enamel sunflower-shaped bowl on the table, then looked at Wang Qizhi: Although the antique circle is not big, this is too much of a coincidence?

Just as he was secretly exclaiming at the miracle, Wang Qizhi took out his cell phone, flipped through it a few times, and unplugged it:

"When you get to school tomorrow, please come to my office sometime... What, are you injured?"

"Lin Sicheng, stop bullshitting me... Come on, tell me which hospital you are in, and I'll go see you."

"What? You don't need to be hospitalized? Why don't you come to class if you don't need to be hospitalized?"

"Tomorrow, if you don't come to see me, I will go to see you..."

Hao Jun's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to say a word: Judging from the tone, this is more than just acquaintance?
After all, he is a teacher. If this person says: Lin Sicheng, 800,000 is too high, please lower it a bit, Lin Sicheng, is it low or not?
After issuing the ticket, Wang Qihua also swiped the card.

After Kuikou Plate was packed in a box, Hao Jun escorted the group out of the store.

Seeing two cars driving out of the parking lot, he took out his cell phone and hesitated again.

If Professor Wang sees the pot tomorrow and sees that Lin Sicheng is not surprised at all, he will inevitably think: So you knew that it was me who bought the pot yesterday?

What? Are you afraid that I will bargain for you, so you don’t even dare to say a word on the phone?
Forget it, it’s better not to let him know…

(End of this chapter)