Jianbao life

Chapter 450 Morning Market (Continuation [-])
Although Chu Chen really wanted to read this set of "Jinjiang Collection" carefully, but the stall owner was still watching over him. If he found something, it was not certain whether these manuscripts belonged to him, so he just He was able to casually take out those manuscripts and put them together, and then asked:
"Boss, how much are these books in total?"

When the stall owner saw that the business was coming, he glanced at the books that Chu Chen had selected, and said with a smile on his face: "These ancient books are all hard copies of the Song Dynasty, and they are all rare masterpieces... "

"Boss, although the paper of these books looks like a Song manuscript, how many years has it been since the Song Dynasty? Do you think it may be as new as these books? And how could the ink stains of the Song Dynasty be like this?"

Before the stall owner finished speaking, Chu Chen interrupted: "And look at what books these are, "Zigong Yizhuan", "Book of Filial Piety", "Jinjiang Collection", how many years have they been lost? It’s an ancient book, if it’s real, you wouldn’t still keep it here, would you?”

"Besides, I don't know if you have read these books. They are all messed up. If I didn't think the calligraphy on them is good, I can buy them back and use them as calligraphy models. Otherwise, who would buy them? The real price! If the price is right, I will buy all seven books!"

Hearing what Chu Chen said, the stall owner knew he had met an expert, so he smiled and said: "Boss, you are still an expert! But, although these books are all fakes, they are all old imitations. Well, it must be higher. A book is at least this number!" As he spoke, he opened his left palm and shook it.

"Five points?" Chu Chen pretended to be stupid.

"How can it be five cents, at least five yuan!" The stall owner said angrily, "Have you ever heard of someone buying an ancient book for five cents?"

Chu Chen shook his head repeatedly and said, "It is true that you can't buy ordinary ancient books, but your book is an old imitation at best, and a fake at worst, and it is also a fake book with messy writing. What are you doing? For a book like this, I can offer five cents at most, if it doesn’t look like it’s from the Qing Dynasty, I wouldn’t even offer five cents!”

The stall owner was not angry but happy when he heard Chu Chen's counter-offer. As long as he can counter-offer, it shows that Chu Chen still has the intention to buy. In fact, if you say that the book costs 50 yuan, the profit is not bad, but well, business must Earning a little is a little, so he said with a sad face:
"Your price is really too low. I also have to support my family. Your price is not enough for my hard work. I won't say much. It costs three yuan a book. What do you think?"

"Too expensive, too expensive..."

Chu Chen shook his head again and again, and then he and the stall owner came and went to discuss the price, and finally talked about 80 yuan for a book, and everyone was happy.

After counting 560 yuan and handing it over, Chu Chen casually put all the books in the bag the boss gave him, then turned around and walked away slowly.

After walking out of the market, Chu Chen hurriedly called back to his hotel room, closed the door, took out the five volumes of "Jinjiang Ji", and read them carefully.

Although Xue Tao is a talented woman, she is one of the four female poets of the Tang Dynasty together with Liu Caichun, Yu Xuanji and Li Ye.But his life was rough.

When she was young, she lived in Chengdu with her father in Yun. Not long after that, her father passed away, and her mother and her mother lived together, and their life was extremely difficult. , eloquent and intelligent, skilled in poetry and fu, forced to make a living, and finally had to enter the music register.

Because of Xue Tao's bad birth, it is inevitable that her poems will express lament about her life experience and lonely mental journey, but if this is the only way, then she cannot be called the four female poets of the Tang Dynasty.

Xue Tao's poetry not only maintains the unique elegant and graceful style of women, but also surpasses the realm of ordinary women, forming a masculine poetic style that is gloomy, heroic, honest and elegant. In addition, she is also good at using allusions, making Poetry is richer in cultural connotation and profound meaning.

All these make Xue Tao a poetess with diverse styles.

Chu Chen read these verses carefully, with expressions of admiration on his face from time to time. In these verses, Xue Tao can not only see the bitterness and helplessness of her life, but also her lonely and pure character. The delicate, sad emotions, etc., etc., all show Xue Tao's temperament, talent and beauty.

"The four great female poets of the Tang Dynasty really deserve their reputation!"

While slowly closing the last volume of "Jin Jiang Ji", Chu Chen couldn't help sighing.

Putting the "Jinjiang Ji" away, Chu Chen originally planned to read the "Book of Filial Piety" carefully, but it was almost 09:30, and he thought that he would visit Du Hou's house later, so he could read the book at that time. The porcelain pieces of the palace bowl were handed over to him, so he quickly took out the bag containing the porcelain pieces and picked them out.

It was also a coincidence that just as Chu Chen picked out the tiles, there was a knock on the door, and he walked over to open the door. As expected, it was Uncle Wu.

After the two greeted each other, Uncle Wu smiled and asked, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"

"The harvest is not bad!" Chu Chen chuckled, and then welcomed Uncle Wu into the room.

Uncle Wu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he happened to see the ancient books on the table, so he picked up one and read it, but what he was getting was "Zigong Yi Zhuan", after flipping through a few pages, he was speechless He said, "Xiao Chen, this book seems to be forged, right?"

Chu Chen said with a smile: "This is indeed a forgery, but guess who is the forger?"

"Who is the fake?"

Uncle Wu looked a little puzzled, and then checked the ink and paper, then frowned and thought hard, and after a long time, he asked with some uncertainty: "Could it be that this was forged by Fengfang?"

Chu Chen gave a thumbs up with a smile and said, "It's him. You can read the other books, and there is his bell print at the end."

Hearing this, Uncle Wu put the "Zigong Yi Zhuan" back in his hand, and picked up the other books to read, but the more he read, the more surprised he became, and finally asked with a shocked expression: "Is it true that these books Is the book real?"

Although Chu Chen had confirmed that these should be authentic, he couldn't produce any more evidence, so he said, "I don't know whether it is true or not, but these books should not be written by Fengfang's ability. Yes, I think they should all be genuine."

Uncle Wu nodded and agreed. He said: "You are right, but this matter still needs to be researched to confirm, and ancient books like this have higher value in cultural research. I suggest waiting until the time After confirming the authenticity, you'd better publish the content."

Chu Chen said: "Well, I will. After I go back, I will let the master handle it for me."

"Okay." Uncle Wu said happily, but in a blink of an eye he felt a little puzzled: "How could the stall owner not see such an obvious authentic product? Could it be that he is illiterate?"
Chu Chen was also a little confused about this, so he spread his hands and said, "It's really unclear, maybe the stall owner didn't read it!"

In fact, the reason is very simple. These books were originally collected at a price of a few yuan, and the peddler was like Uncle Wu. He read the "Zigong Yi Zhuan" first, but he saw that some words did not express his ideas. , I feel that this is a fake thing.

Seeing that the other books were the same manuscripts, and they all looked new, I subconsciously felt that they were all forged, just like this "Zigong Yi Zhuan", so Chu Chen was the one who took advantage of it in the end.

Uncle Wu shook his head, really couldn't figure out why, when he turned his head, he happened to see those tiles on the table, so he asked a little strangely. "By the way, what are these tiles of yours?"

Chu Chen smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know it after looking at it."

Seeing Chu Chen's smile, Uncle Wu knew that there must be something special about these tiles, so he began to observe carefully, just like before, the more he looked, the more surprised he was, and the surprise was even stronger than before. The reason is very simple Porcelain is Uncle Wu's favorite. If he sees a fine palace bowl from the Chenghua period, even if it is a piece of porcelain, it will make him inexplicably excited, and what makes him even more surprised and pleasantly surprised is...

"Xiao Chen, don't tell me that these porcelain pieces happen to be a complete Chenghua blue and white palace bowl?"

Chu Chen shook his head and said: "I haven't spelled it out, and I don't know if it's complete or not, but I think it should be [-]% complete!"

Hearing Chu Chen's reply, Uncle Wu was not happy, but jumped up and said: "Prodigal son! Prodigal son! Such a precious thing, I don't know how to keep it properly, but it was thrown into this appearance. If you let me know who it is , I must make him look good!"

Chu Chen also shook his head and sighed. Judging from the relatively new fracture of these porcelain pieces, it can be seen that this porcelain bowl should not have been broken for a long time, just like the broken hair porcelain before. Chu Chen's heart was as heavy as Uncle Wu's, but as a result of the incident, he could only remedy it as much as possible.

Seeing Uncle Wu's angry look, he persuaded him: "Uncle Wu, don't be angry, I think the original owner doesn't know the value of this palace bowl, if he has the opportunity to know the value of this palace bowl in the future , I think he probably vomited blood out of anger!"

Uncle Wu sighed a long time after hearing the words: "Many treasures of our country are actually destroyed by those who don't know anything. I think back then... hey! Let's not talk about it, let's go buy some garlic and eggs now !"

Hearing what Uncle Wu said, Chu Chen knew that he was going to use a mixture of garlic juice and egg white to glue the porcelain together.

The method of making the blending solution is also very simple, just chop the garlic, pour it into garlic paste, squeeze out the garlic juice with gauze, and then add egg whites in a ratio of 1:1. Not much.

However, one thing to note is that when using it, try to keep the broken section clean. If it is not clean, do not wash it with water, because it will reduce the viscosity.

(End of this chapter)