Chapter 116 Same Number, Same Person

"Hiss" as soon as he picked up the bottle, the old man gasped.

"I said Yangzi, this bottle is obviously a good thing with a wide open door! Look at the shape of the vessel, and then look at the blue and white cloud patterns, especially the blue and white cloud patterns, which are not as faint as the porcelains of the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. This kind of situation only appeared on the blue and white porcelain of the Qing Dynasty. These all show that this bottle is a good thing from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty. Well, the weight is also very right, the bottle of the folk kiln is not so heavy. Good things, good things !"

As soon as Yang Jing heard these words, he knew that there was something in Father Wang's stomach, otherwise he would never have been able to say these words.

It's just that Yang Jing knew that this old man taught physics, and he didn't touch antiques at all before. Why did he know so many things after seeing him for two years?

Yang Jing poked Wang Jiazan beside him, and sent him a questioning look.

Wang Jiazan immediately understood what Yang Jing wanted to ask, and whispered in Yang Jing's ear: "The year before last, an old classmate of my dad's came from the south to visit him. He likes antiques, so my dad took him to Panjiayuan. As a result, my dad’s old classmate didn’t find anything, but my dad didn’t know anything, so he stumbled across a street stall and bought it. I bought a plate for 300 yuan, but when I came back, I was palmed, and this plate turned out to be a lotus pond mandarin duck lying on a lotus color plate from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty.”

When Yang Jing heard the name, his eyes widened immediately.

"No way, the old man's luck is so good? Yongzheng's fighting color plate? That's a good thing, I'm afraid it will cost two million or more if you take out one casually!"

The old man next to him took up the conversation with a smile and said: "The plate I bought is not in good condition, it is damaged in some places, and it cannot be sold for the price."

Wang Ma on the side also smiled and said: "Don't listen to this old man's nonsense. Although the plate is damaged, if it is sold, it will cost at least one million. Experts have said that if the plate is well preserved, it will be sold on the market. That’s about two million yuan.”

Wang Jiazan spread his hands and said: "You know why my dad is so obsessed with porcelain now! When people don't understand, they can casually buy a plate worth more than one million yuan. If they understand this, who can stop it?" Can you hold him? At that time, the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty, the blue and white flowers of the Yuan Dynasty, and the five kilns of the Song and Five Dynasties will not be able to stop my lovely father!"

When the old man heard this and quit, he stared at his son and said, "You're talking sarcastic, right? You old man, I'm just playing for fun, and I don't really spend money to go shopping in the market. Why are you so worried? Your old man What you are playing now is a kind of communication, a kind of experience, you little brat doesn't understand anything, you are just talking nonsense here."

Wang Jiazan held up his hands in a gesture of surrender and said, "Dad, is it okay if your son is wrong? You should hurry up and look at your bottle!"

The old man ignored his son and continued to look at the bottle with great interest.

But when the old man turned the bottle over to see the inscription on the bottom of the bottle, the expression on his face suddenly changed

"This, this, what the hell is this!" It is enough for a doctoral supervisor to swear, which is enough to show how much that knowledge has hurt this old man.

Yang Jing saw that the old man wanted to throw the bottle angrily, and he didn't care about the rules, so he quickly took the bottle over.

Just kidding, others don't know what's going on with this bottle, but he knows the reason very well. This is a serious Qianlong blue and white, and it is still from an official kiln. It was put up for auction, and it was sold for five or six million in minutes.

You can't drop this thing, once you drop it, the five or six million yuan can be heard.

After Yang Jing took the bottle, the old man realized how reckless he was, and said with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Yang Zi, I'm really sorry, it's really the bottom of the bottle. Uncle, I’m so angry. You said such a good bottle, but why did the inscription on the bottom of the bottle become like that? This is really shocking!”

Yang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, do you know the strangeness of this bottle now? No matter how you look at this bottle, it is an old object with a wide open door, but the inscription on the bottom of the bottle negates everything. This bottle is full of contradictions. It is for this reason that I bought this bottle. I also described the situation of this bottle to an elder in my family, and the elder gave me a phone number to let After I arrive in Yanjing, I will ask this person to give me my palm, maybe he can see something."

Father Wang also nodded thoughtfully and said: "Your bottle is full of contradictions. You say it's a high imitation, maybe the person who made such an authentic high imitation is definitely a master porcelain maker, but since You are a master, how could you make such an obvious mistake? But if you want to say that this bottle is genuine, the inscription on the bottom of the bottle cannot be justified. Oh, what a headache!"

After a pause, the old man stood up and walked to the writing desk, rummaged through the drawer, took out a small notebook, flipped through the little notebook again, and then said: "Yang Zi, if you are free tomorrow, you Make this call. The owner of the call is my classmate in college. Although we didn’t study a major when we were in school, our relationship has been very good over the years. Well, the plate I bought last time was for him Palm-eyed."

Yang Jing took the notebook over and was stunned when he saw the phone number on it.

"Why is this number so familiar?" Yang Jing thought, and took out a note from his pocket. It was the phone number he got from Mr. Yang in the morning, but the two phone numbers turned out to be the same.

Wang Jiazan next to him also saw the phone number on the note in Yang Jing's hand, and he said in surprise, "Third Brother, why do you have Uncle Cai's phone number?"

"You mean this phone number belongs to your Uncle Cai?"

"Well, it belongs to Uncle Cai Yi. Uncle Cai is now a research librarian at the Palace Museum. He specializes in ancient porcelain and is a real expert in ancient porcelain. I said third brother, how do you know Uncle Cai?"

Yang Jing shook his head and said, "I don't know this Uncle Cai of yours. This number was given to me by my elder. I guess my elder knows this Uncle Cai."

Father Wang next to him patted his forehead and asked, "Yang Zi, is your elder also surnamed Yang?"

Yang Jing nodded, and Father Wang said: "That's right! Lao Cai often mentioned to me that one of his elders lived in Tianqu, and his elder was named Yang. If I didn't guess If you are wrong, Yang Zi, your elder is the elder that Lao Cai talked about."