The Immortal Road of Rebirth
Chapter 53: Touching Porcelain
Chapter 53: Touching Porcelain (1)
The nouveau riche roared unconvinced: "What's wrong with Qianlong pastels, isn't it amazing? It's not made of gold, and it costs 60 more."
"If you ask for 60 yuan, I feel sympathy for you. If you ask around, Christie's sold a porcelain vase similar to mine last year. How much did they sell? More than 180 million yuan!"
Obviously, the owner of the porcelain vase knows the market well.
The nouveau riche are naturally unwilling to agree, with more than 60 yuan, just after hearing a noise, how can they not feel distressed like cutting flesh?However, I can be said to know nothing about antiques, so I can't argue with it, so I had to yell loudly to call the police.
The owner was not timid, and threatened the nouveau riche instead: "You are not afraid of being crooked. If you don't pay, I will not only call the police, but also sue you in court. At that time, you will not only be asked to pay this amount."
"I work in a museum myself, so you can find a professional appraisal as you please..."
What the master said was reasonable.
Not only the onlookers have turned to him, but even the upstarts have been persuaded, but they have repeatedly muttered that it is too expensive.It seems that he is willing to lose money, but he just hopes to lose less.
Xiaoxiao also thinks that the responsibility lies with the nouveau riche: the bottle is indeed an antique, not too old, and it matches the Qianlong famille rose that the owner said.
According to my grandfather's explanation, Qianlong pastel porcelain vases are indeed very precious.The owner only asked for about half of the real value, and he obviously didn't put all the responsibility on the nouveau riche, he was a kind person.
.
The two continued to quarrel over the price of compensation, nothing more than one asking for less compensation, and the other firmly refusing to make any concessions.
At this time, a man in his fifties, looking very energetic, and wearing a tunic suit with a strong scholarly temperament came forward from the crowd of onlookers.
He said to the owner of the bottle: "Comrade, can I take a look at your fragment?"
The owner's attention is focused on the upstart who is about to lose the battle and plans to admit his luck,
He didn't care about the Chinese tunic suit, didn't turn his eyes over, and just replied casually:
"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't break it. Fragments also have a certain collection value."
That's a reasonable statement, and it sounds like a professional.
The Chinese tunic suit nodded in satisfaction, obviously admiring the attitude of the owner of the porcelain vase to respect and cherish antiques, after all, compared to the whole vessel, the value of fragments is not high.
Carefully avoiding the fragments all over the floor, the Chinese tunic suit squatted down, picked up the fragments, looked at them for a while, and then groped to experience the feel.
Looking at it, the expression on his face gradually changed, and the expression of satisfaction has faded.At first, he looked a little puzzled, then suddenly realized, and finally he frowned tightly, as if he had discovered something new.
To be cautious, he observed repeatedly for a long time, until the two sides in the argument had gradually calmed down and started to misfire.
Only then did the Chinese tunic suit straighten up from the ground, and he expressed his observations: "It is indeed Qianlong famille rose."
The nouveau riche was already very depressed, and the compensation of more than 60 yuan made him miserable, but by chance, another nosy person came up, and his tone became more and more irritable:
"Who knows if the two of you are in the same group, singing double reeds together to fool me? Does it mean that we outsiders are easy to bully?"
Grandpa Ye, who had been watching quietly all this time, suddenly stabbed Grandpa Yu's arm, pointed at the Chinese tunic suit who was talking, and whispered:
"Look, who is that?"
Inadvertently, Grandpa Yu turned his head to look, and was amused:
"Hey, Xiao Wang, it looks like he's out to pick up leaks again. Now he's meddling in other people's business, and he's happy to help others."
(End of this chapter)
The nouveau riche roared unconvinced: "What's wrong with Qianlong pastels, isn't it amazing? It's not made of gold, and it costs 60 more."
"If you ask for 60 yuan, I feel sympathy for you. If you ask around, Christie's sold a porcelain vase similar to mine last year. How much did they sell? More than 180 million yuan!"
Obviously, the owner of the porcelain vase knows the market well.
The nouveau riche are naturally unwilling to agree, with more than 60 yuan, just after hearing a noise, how can they not feel distressed like cutting flesh?However, I can be said to know nothing about antiques, so I can't argue with it, so I had to yell loudly to call the police.
The owner was not timid, and threatened the nouveau riche instead: "You are not afraid of being crooked. If you don't pay, I will not only call the police, but also sue you in court. At that time, you will not only be asked to pay this amount."
"I work in a museum myself, so you can find a professional appraisal as you please..."
What the master said was reasonable.
Not only the onlookers have turned to him, but even the upstarts have been persuaded, but they have repeatedly muttered that it is too expensive.It seems that he is willing to lose money, but he just hopes to lose less.
Xiaoxiao also thinks that the responsibility lies with the nouveau riche: the bottle is indeed an antique, not too old, and it matches the Qianlong famille rose that the owner said.
According to my grandfather's explanation, Qianlong pastel porcelain vases are indeed very precious.The owner only asked for about half of the real value, and he obviously didn't put all the responsibility on the nouveau riche, he was a kind person.
.
The two continued to quarrel over the price of compensation, nothing more than one asking for less compensation, and the other firmly refusing to make any concessions.
At this time, a man in his fifties, looking very energetic, and wearing a tunic suit with a strong scholarly temperament came forward from the crowd of onlookers.
He said to the owner of the bottle: "Comrade, can I take a look at your fragment?"
The owner's attention is focused on the upstart who is about to lose the battle and plans to admit his luck,
He didn't care about the Chinese tunic suit, didn't turn his eyes over, and just replied casually:
"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't break it. Fragments also have a certain collection value."
That's a reasonable statement, and it sounds like a professional.
The Chinese tunic suit nodded in satisfaction, obviously admiring the attitude of the owner of the porcelain vase to respect and cherish antiques, after all, compared to the whole vessel, the value of fragments is not high.
Carefully avoiding the fragments all over the floor, the Chinese tunic suit squatted down, picked up the fragments, looked at them for a while, and then groped to experience the feel.
Looking at it, the expression on his face gradually changed, and the expression of satisfaction has faded.At first, he looked a little puzzled, then suddenly realized, and finally he frowned tightly, as if he had discovered something new.
To be cautious, he observed repeatedly for a long time, until the two sides in the argument had gradually calmed down and started to misfire.
Only then did the Chinese tunic suit straighten up from the ground, and he expressed his observations: "It is indeed Qianlong famille rose."
The nouveau riche was already very depressed, and the compensation of more than 60 yuan made him miserable, but by chance, another nosy person came up, and his tone became more and more irritable:
"Who knows if the two of you are in the same group, singing double reeds together to fool me? Does it mean that we outsiders are easy to bully?"
Grandpa Ye, who had been watching quietly all this time, suddenly stabbed Grandpa Yu's arm, pointed at the Chinese tunic suit who was talking, and whispered:
"Look, who is that?"
Inadvertently, Grandpa Yu turned his head to look, and was amused:
"Hey, Xiao Wang, it looks like he's out to pick up leaks again. Now he's meddling in other people's business, and he's happy to help others."
(End of this chapter)
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