God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 369 Sincere Old Man

What Yu Zecheng said is the truth. The material of the purple clay pot is quite special. Even if it is an old pot of 200 years, if it is well maintained, the effect will not be much different from that of a new pot.

Xu Jingxing spent 800 yuan here a few years ago to buy the Yang Jichu purple sand painted pen holder. The overall effect is as good as the new one. When he first saw the pen holder, he was a little reluctant to use it, but he found it when he started it. Only then did I realize that I had misread the aura inside.

It was the same just now, he couldn't see the age of this pot at all, but the aura in this pot was very weak, so he boldly guessed that the pot was new, because if it was an old pot, the aura accumulated in it would not be so little, after all The level of this pot is placed there.

Ever since he discovered the existence of aura in antiques, he boldly guessed that the higher the artistic level and the older the antiques, the more aura should be contained in them.

Of course, this is just his own speculation and has not been fully confirmed, but this does not prevent him from using it to identify the pumpkin pot in his hand.

Anyway, even if he made a wrong judgment, it doesn't matter, he is not a professional, so what's the point of making a mistake occasionally?Even professionals have the possibility of drilling eyes.

But obviously, his answer was correct.

Facing Yu Zecheng's question, he explained with a smile: "Actually, I'm speaking based on my feeling. Although the level of this pot is good, I can feel it when I hold it in my hand. It has a very special sense of age, especially the workmanship of this pot, although the purest craftsmanship is used, but compared with those ancient handicrafts, it still has the charm of our era."

His explanation is actually quite far-fetched. If these words come from a professional cultural relic appraiser, it will only arouse the contempt of others, because cultural relic appraisal is a very professional matter, similar to criminal investigation. As for the evidence, a professional cultural relic appraiser opens his mouth to "age sense" and shuts his mouth to "charm". He will only talk about these mysterious things that are invisible and intangible.
But he is not a professional, and he doesn't even have a deep understanding of antiques, so he naturally has no scruples in this regard.

Sure enough, although Yu Zecheng frowned slightly, he nodded in agreement, "It makes sense to say that, many antique lovers rely on intuition and experience to pick up leaks, and some people have a high success rate. It’s all about first impressions.”

He was a little relieved when he heard the words, and he was still a little guilty of talking nonsense seriously in front of old man Yu. Fortunately, Yu Zecheng not only didn't suspect anything, but helped him find some excuses.

But this made him feel even more guilty. A normal person would not bear to fool such a sincere old man like Yu Zecheng.

It's a pity that the secrets of Ruyi Gloves and Reiki must never be revealed. You must lie when you should lie, let alone facing a foreigner like Yu Zecheng who you just met for a short time. Even if you are facing your sister, he will not hesitate. Lie.

Thinking so, he returned the purple clay pot in his hand to Yu Zecheng, and asked casually, "Mr., where did you buy this pot?"

"An old friend's shop," Yu Zecheng asked tentatively, "How about where to sit? He still has a lot of good pots there. If you want to buy tea, you must go to his place."

"Well, I don't have that kind of demand for the time being, but I'm quite interested in the craft of making purple clay teapots," he said in a bit of embarrassment.

"Do you want to see the production process of the purple clay teapot?"

"I'm interested, but craftsmen generally don't let outsiders watch?"

"Haha, then you are wrong. My friend is very generous. The studio is completely open. After finishing the books, you can show your skills to interested young people. You can spend some money to buy a full set of craft CDs. You can go to the scene to observe, so that during the holidays, his studio is full of elementary and middle school students watching the excitement."

"Huh? Why is this happening?"

"Hey, on the surface, it is to spread traditional culture and inherit handicrafts, but in fact, it is to increase some of your own influence. With influence, there will be benefits. Since he opened the studio, his income has doubled. There are more."

Xu Jingxing blinked, as if he had thought of a way to make a fortune. If he did the same when his shop opened, the influence might really increase to a certain level in a very short period of time.

It's just that I don't know if woodcarving can attract so much attention.

After all, in the economic market, wood carving and purple sand are of two grades. If purple sand products are handsome and rich in handicrafts, then bamboo and wood carvings are poor and ugly.According to the current market, the market price of any handmade purple clay teapot can exceed four figures. If the author is a little famous, the price will start at five figures.

But what about bamboo and wood carving?Even at his current level, ordinary carvings are only a few hundred yuan. If it exceeds 500 yuan, people will think it is too high. Unless it is a precious wood carving or a large-scale carving, the price can only be raised.

But even for the most precious carvings made of red sandalwood, the market price can only reach the mid-range level of the purple clay pot market.

In such an era where the economy determines everything, the attractiveness of purple sand crafts and woodcarving crafts will naturally vary, and the difference may even be very large.

But even so, this approach is worth trying, anyway, it's better than waiting for customers to come to your door.

Thinking of this, he quickly asked Yu Zecheng, "Mr. Yu, anyone can visit?"

"Yes, anyone can visit, but because of the limitation of the venue, there are quite a few visitors received every day."

"I can too?"

"Of course, you want to go and see?"

"I'm really interested. Well, Mr. Yu, can you show me the way?"

"Hahaha, others may have to queue up if they want to go, but if you want to go, just follow me, and I will take you there."

Facing the hearty Yu Zecheng, he was a little embarrassed, "I'm so sorry to waste your time on such a trivial matter."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm very happy to meet a little friend like you," Yu Zecheng laughed and said, "Besides, a retired old man like me lacks everything, except time. Shaking."

"Then trouble Mr. Yu."

"When to set off?"

"Anytime, or, now?"

Yu Zecheng nodded without hesitation, "Let's go, I'll show you the way," he asked curiously, "You don't intend to learn the craft of making purple sand products, do you?"

"Ahem, Yiduo doesn't overwhelm you..."

(End of this chapter)