Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 62 This kid is an expert

The vendor had half-gray hair and was in his early sixties. Seeing Lin Sicheng walk in with his mother, his face was filled with disbelief:

I blocked the market for three days. Seven or eight groups of people came to check on the bowls, but I chased them all away with my walking stick.

Not to mention letting outsiders in, even his son can't get out?
So how did this group get in?
Just as he was secretly surprised, the old lady pointed at him with her cane and said, "Hello, Auntie, talk business properly!"

The seller bent his waist and forced a smile: "Okay, okay..."

It is a large tiled house with six rooms inside and outside. The courtyard has a glass roof, ceramic tiles on the ground, and aluminum alloy doors and windows reflecting silver light.

The room was also very impressive, with all the mahogany furniture. Although not antiques, they were worth at least a hundred thousand.

The old lady was still sitting on the small stool, leaning in the corner, and asked her son to get something.

Not long after, the seller brought a box. He opened the lid and unwrapped the soft cloth. Lin Sicheng and Wang Qizhi's eyes lit up.

At first glance, it looks like a plate, a bowl, and a basin, and it seems quite out of place. But don't doubt it, this is a genuine Ming Dynasty imperial vessel, and it has its own special name: hewan, also known as hewan.

It has only one use: to hold soup.

The key lies in the five-clawed dragon pattern on the bottom of the basin: the dragon's head is tilted to the side, the eyes are protruding, the dragon's face is extremely wide, yet extremely short, and very abstract.

The dragon's body has smooth lines, vaguely revealing a sense of laziness. It doesn't look intimidating, but rather docile.

The scales are neatly carved and arranged in an orderly manner, but there is a touch of casualness in the knife technique, especially the five claws, which appear quite casual.

But these just happen to fit the characteristics of the Hongzhi five-clawed dragon pattern.

The master and disciple looked at it for a long time. Wang Qizhi silently took out the flashlight and magnifying glass, and Lin Sicheng silently took them.

Director Du and the seller were confused, and seemed a little puzzled: Why did this boy look at it first?
The old lady's eyes lit up.

Lin Sicheng was focused.

He first looked at the glaze: it was so yellow that it couldn't be any yellower. When the flashlight shone on it, it looked like a sunflower just opened, warm, elegant, and gorgeous.

Use a magnifying glass again: the glaze is covered with fine caviar patterns, natural and uniform.

Let’s look at the craftsmanship: a typical white porcelain with yellow glaze, fired twice at low temperature. The glaze is mirror-like and feels like jade.

The base is a typical glutinous rice base, delicate and white. The foot ring is smooth and short, forming a unique "wo pan".

Look at the inscription again, it is written in blue and white regular script: Made in the Hongzhi Period of the Ming Dynasty, the three water drops of the character "治" are lower than the character "台"... everything is perfect, it is undoubtedly a genuine product.

There is only one flaw on the bottom of the basin: it is green with a hint of blue, probably because some cobalt was splashed during the glazing.

Based on this inference, Lin Sicheng concluded that this plate must have been an imperial gift, that is, an imperial utensil awarded by the emperor to his ministers.

The key point is that it has never been buried in the soil, otherwise the cobalt glaze would have developed stains.

Therefore, there was no need to consider the item's origins. Thanks to that tiny flaw, otherwise, based on the dragon pattern on the bottom of the plate, it would have been worth two million, not to mention five hundred and twenty thousand.

After looking for about ten minutes, Lin Sicheng nodded and put down the flashlight and magnifying glass.

What this means is that there is nothing wrong with the product, and there is nothing wrong with the price.

Wang Qizhi also thought it was okay, and that 520,000 was definitely a bargain.

He just felt a little unsatisfied: after running so far and coming across such a good thing, he only bought one, which made him feel a little unwilling.

He thought for a moment and looked at the seller: "Boss Zhao, 520,000, right? Let's go to the bank later... Is there any left?"

Boss Zhao didn't say anything, and didn't even nod his head.

Glancing at the old lady, he rolled up his sleeves and silently extended his hand.

Every one of them was stunned.

Du Hai was completely bewildered, not understanding what the seller meant. Wang Qizhi, who was a bit more knowledgeable, knew that this was a unique transaction method in the antique trade in the old days: taking money from one's sleeve.

But to be honest, he only knew these four words, and he had no idea what specific gestures represented what code.

No, what kind of society is this?

You can't possibly doubt that I'm a police officer? The thing is, there's nothing wrong with this thing, right?
He stood there motionless, thinking that today's deal might fail. Lin Sicheng sighed.

Don’t disbelieve it: If you can’t handle this trick today, you really won’t be able to take this bowl away.

Otherwise, there would be no need for the old lady to block the door and chase away the people as they came.

There's no need to be so slangy, spewing out one sentence after another: If you don't understand, forget buying a bowl, you can't even get in the door. This is something only an expert can sell...

Seeing Lin Sicheng also rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand, Wang Qizhi was shocked: No, you even know this?
Then, the two of them held hands together, and squeezed their sleeves together to cover their fingers tightly.

All you could see was the sleeves bulging, and every time they bulged, the seller's brow furrowed.

In contrast, Lin Sicheng was calm and composed.

As for what gestures the two men made in their sleeves, God knows.

No one spoke, and they kept pinching each other. Lin Sicheng remained calm, but the seller became more and more anxious.

Finally, his eyes bulged and he stood up: "Thief..."

Before she uttered the word "Mom", the old lady's cane fell to the ground with a "thump".

He forced a smile, called out "Mom," and made a gesture.

The old lady smiled and said, "Sell!"

The seller was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and glared at Lin Sicheng: "Sell!"

"it is good!"

Lin Sicheng smiled and took his hand back.
Wang Qizhi looked suspicious: "How much did you talk about?"

"Four hundred and twenty thousand!"

How many?

Wang Qizhi was extremely shocked: This bowl is definitely a bargain, and the leak is quite big.

So it was good enough that the seller didn’t raise the price, but Lin Sicheng actually managed to lower it to 100,000?
Don’t blame the seller for cursing?

Lin Sicheng said calmly: Since we are going to talk about industry rules, then let’s talk about industry rules.

If I don’t lower the price a little, how would you know I’m an expert?

As his thoughts turned, Lin Sicheng bent his fingers again and tapped the coffee table a few times with his knuckles.

The seller was stunned for a moment, a little skeptical and even a little surprised. Lin Sicheng nodded twice before he came to his senses and turned to look at his mother.

Seeing the old lady nod, he was convinced that this was what Lin Sicheng meant: "Do you have any more? Porcelain, copper, paper, jade? If you have any, feel free to take them out..."

No wonder I let this group of people in. This kid is actually an expert among experts?

"How old are you?"

"twenty!"

"What's your last name?"

"What's your surname, Lin?"

The seller thought for a long time and said, "I've never heard of it!"

Lin Sicheng said nothing: Although the old man occasionally goes down to the mine, it is official archaeological work. Of course you haven't heard of it?
The seller was surprised for a while, then looked at Lin Sicheng and asked, "What do you want?"

"As long as I have one look and enough courage, I will take them all!"

Big talk?
The seller said, "Hmm?"

Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "You take it first!"

"it is good!"

The seller nodded and stood up.

Just as he was about to leave, the old lady stopped him and said, "Ask your wife to pour tea!"

"Okay, pour!"

Just because he tapped the coffee table with his knuckles twice, he had to serve good tea today...

Sorry, it’s a little late!

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(End of this chapter)