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    Update time: 2012-06-01 The next morning, Luo Ping came to the only antique market in Jiangcheng - the antique street on Chongming Road, with the eight hundred yuan in his pocket that he had exchanged for the Yellow Crane Tower cigarette.  Luo Ping decided to come over and try his luck. If he could find one or two pieces of antiques, there would be hope for the restoration of "Spring Rain".  Standing at the street corner, I could see a stream of people. Both sides of the street were crowded with people setting up street stalls. Behind them were shops decorated with antiques, like Jade Shop and Moxiangzhai. You couldn¡¯t see them all at a glance.  In recent years, the craze for collecting has gradually spread from prosperous areas such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou to the central city of Jiangcheng, which is still in its infancy.  The news that someone picked up a big leak and became rich overnight kept attracting countless people to join this industry. They dreamed of getting rich overnight almost every day, but they suffered huge pain from being hit in the eye again and again.  .  Luo Ping squeezed forward little by little with the flow of people, stopping to look at each stall for a while, and touching any damaged utensils.  Unfortunately, there was nothing real, which made him disappointed.  It seems that most of the street stalls are deceptive. Luo Ping took a look at those stores and decided to go in and take a look.  At this time, there happened to be a lot of people gathered in a store called "Pinci Xuan". Luo Ping stood outside and watched for a while. It turned out that someone had brought something and wanted to take action. The people watching were all talking.  , commented one after another.  "What a good thing, Qianlong pastels. Last year, one of these things sold for 20 million yuan." "I don't think it's real. The glaze is too bright. I don't know if the base has a different style."  "Young man,  Hello!" Luo Ping looked back and saw an old man wearing glasses looking at him with a smile.  Isn¡¯t this the old man Zheng Hai took back yesterday?  "Hello, Mr. Liu." Luo Ping smiled at him.  "How about it, are you interested in going in and taking a look?" Luo Ping was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the name "Pinci Xuan" was not the name on the business card he gave himself yesterday, and he suddenly realized.  "Oh, so this is your store, it's really nice." After a brief exchange of greetings, Luo Ping followed him to the back hall, and the man who was just in front of him who wanted to sell something also walked in with him.  A few people sat down, and Mr. Liu took the blue and white porcelain vase from the man's hand and looked at it carefully.  A few minutes later, he put the porcelain vase on the table and said to Luo Ping with a smile: "Xiao Luo, take a look too." Luo Ping secretly complained that the porcelain vase was complete in shape and had no traces of repair. It was impossible for him to look at it from the inside.  After absorbing wealth, it is even more impossible to identify the authenticity.  However, Luo Ping has never been afraid of stage fright. He nodded with a smile and carefully held the porcelain bottle in front of him.  This is a pastel porcelain vase with a narrow neck and wide belly. It is painted with patterns of flowers and birds, and the glaze is irregularly distributed with tiny patterns, which is very exquisite.  Luo Ping quietly placed the palm of his right hand on the surface of the bottle. Sure enough, there was no reaction. He was secretly thinking about his words, but he listened to the conversation between Mr. Liu and the owner.  "What price are you prepared to sell this thing for?" Mr. Liu asked the owner.  "You must be the boss here. This thing of mine was handed down from my ancestors. In order to make a move, I even asked an expert to look at it. They said it was something from the Qianlong court. It is called a pastel flower pattern vase. The stock is very small. I am now  If you are in a hurry for money, let¡¯s not ask for a high price, let¡¯s say 200,000.¡± Mr. Liu turned to Luo Ping and asked, ¡°Xiao Luo, what do you think?¡± ¡°Hehe, Mr. Liu, to tell you the truth, I don¡¯t know much about porcelain.  Today, I mainly want to open my eyes with you. " Before he finished speaking, Luo Ping inadvertently held the bottom of the bottle with his right hand. Suddenly, a stream of cool air flowed from the bottom of the bottle into his palm.  A voice also sounded in my mind.  "Two hundred and fifty-six years, fifty-eighth grade." Luo Ping was stunned for a moment.  "Could it be that this thing is damaged, but why does it not react when you touch the bottle?" After calculating the age, 256 years ago happened to be the 20th year of Qianlong. It is correct that this is something from the Qianlong Dynasty.  Luo Ping quickly let go of his right hand, put it on the bottle again, and wiped it all the way down. Only when it reached the bottom base did he feel the cool air flow on his hand.  Luo Ping suddenly understood.  It seems that the base of this thing is real, but the upper part is a descendant, and it was probably put together recently.  Luo Ping was secretly happy. This was exactly what he was looking for. The value of this thing was the seventh level. He had absorbed some of his wealth just now, but he removed his palm in time. There should be something left.If a large part of the remaining parts can be obtained, there is hope for restoring the "Spring Rain Picture".  He placed the porcelain bottle gently on the table and smiled at Mr. Liu, who was looking at him expectantly.  "I think only the base is from the Qianlong period." Luo Ping said confidently.  "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." The owner looked very annoyed. "Whether you want to buy it or not, I will go to the next store." "In this market, no one will spend 200,000 yuan to buy this thing from you.  Although your product has a stylish base, and judging from the wear and tear on the base, it is indeed from the Qianlong period, but the surface of the bottle has obvious signs of wear and tear, which anyone who plays ancient porcelain can tell at a glance. It is nothing more than looking for a base from the Qianlong period.  With a bottle, I've seen a lot more." Luo Ping nodded secretly. People like Mr. Liu are real people who play with ancient porcelain. It's not like he knew it by relying on the Pixiu in his hand, but he only looked at it a few times.  I figured it out in just a few minutes, it¡¯s really amazing!  After listening to Mr. Liu¡¯s words, the owner¡¯s face turned blue and white, and without arguing, he picked up the porcelain vase and walked out.  "Hey, wait a minute." Luo Ping suddenly called out to the man, "I'll pay you 200 yuan for this bottle. Do you want to sell it?" The man was overjoyed, but after hearing this, he snorted coldly and walked out.  Luo Ping smiled at Mr. Liu, "I think this bottle is very beautifully made. It would be better to take it back to arrange flowers." Of course he would not tell the truth. If he said that he wanted to take the bottle back to absorb the wealth inside, then others would not tell him.  It's strange that he thinks he's crazy.  "Haha, it's okay. I have a lot of bottles like this here. Go pick some out later." Mr. Liu seemed very generous and asked someone to bring him tea. While asking Luo Ping to drink water, he asked, "Little  Luo, I didn¡¯t expect you to have good eyesight. How long have you been playing antiques?¡± ¡°Hehe, it didn¡¯t take long. All told, Mr. Chen and I have only been learning this for seven or eight months.¡±  "My eyesight is amazing!" Luo Ping's words surprised Mr. Liu, because in the antiques industry, generally speaking, without three to five years of repeated practice, you can't develop your eyesight at all. If you want to be able to identify the real thing at a glance,  To be honest, you have to have seven or eight years of success, and if you want to get to the next level, you have to rely on personal understanding.  Luo Ping blushed slightly and said a few words modestly, saying that he was just a beginner and had just made a mistake. He also asked Chen for some knowledge about ancient porcelain.  The two chatted for a while. Mr. Liu heard that Luo Ping was a sophomore and was staying in school during the summer to prepare for some part-time jobs, so he warmly invited him to his store.  "Ronald, to be honest, there are not many young people as talented as you. Old man, I am also very happy to see you. I believe that as long as you are willing to work hard, you can be on your own in a year or two.  " This invitation could be said to suit Luo Ping's wishes, so he shamelessly agreed.  However, since I had to give tutoring lessons to the little fat boy in the afternoon, I made an appointment to come to the store every morning.  When Luo Ping came out of "Pinci Xuan", he was still holding a beautiful porcelain vase in his hand.  It's just that although it looks exquisite, it is a complete fake. It is perfect for flower arrangements.  The time was approaching noon, and the sun was shining brightly. Luo Ping looked around in the crowd, and finally saw the owner at the street corner, still holding his fake Qianlong pastel bottle with a depressed look on his face.  Luo Ping felt happy and walked towards him calmly. When he passed by, Luo Ping pretended to have just seen him and shouted.  "Why, your bottle hasn't been sold yet?" The man turned around and saw Luo Ping, with a flash of joy in his eyes, and asked: "It's you, do you want to buy it? I don't want 200,000, I'll sell it to you for 20,000."  Luo Ping smiled and shook his head, "The base of your thing was originally worth a bit. Unfortunately, the person who repaired it had already messed up the original gap in the base in order to fit the bottle. Now let's not say 20,000."  , even two hundred, I don¡¯t see anyone willing to ask for it.¡± These words really hit the man¡¯s mind. After coming out from Mr. Liu¡¯s place, he ran all over the street holding the porcelain bottle.  None of the porcelain shops were willing to buy it.  He later lowered the price to even 2,000 yuan, but he met a little girl who said she was willing to spend 100 yuan to buy it back and arrange it with flowers. He was so angry that he wanted to smash the bottle in his hand.  Seeing that he seemed to be hesitating, Luo Ping had an idea and quickly said: "It's not easy for you to run around on such a hot day. Let's do this. If you are willing to sell it, I'll give you two hundred and buy it back as a vase."  Not bad." After waiting for a while, the man sighed and seemed to feel relieved.  "In order to buy this thing, I scrimped for several months and finally saved 20,000 yuan. I didn't expect it to be a fake. Forget it, two yuan."??Just two hundred, I will never touch these things again.  " Luo Ping quickly took out two hundred yuan and happily held the fake in his hands. Returning home quickly, Luo Ping ignored Xu Ting's surprised eyes and ran directly to his room upstairs.  The door was locked, and he placed the "Spring Rain" and the Qianlong pastel porcelain vase side by side. He silently thought about the method of repair. He nervously pressed his left hand on the hole in the "Spring Rain" and slowly put his right hand on it.  The words on the base of the porcelain bottle were: "Repair, repair"
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