Chapter 196

Mr. Quan was already very unhappy. If it wasn't for Zhou Zishen who had torn down the purple clay pot, he might have saved some face. Now he called him back.

"Lao Zhou, don't you think I lost enough people?"

"No, no!" Knowing that he had just said something he shouldn't have said, Zhou Zishen quickly pulled master Quan back!

"Come and have a good look!" Zhou Zishen handed the magnifying glass he was carrying to Mr. Quan.

Right old man also not good refute Zhou Zishen's face, had to pick up the magnifying glass to shine on the bottom of the purple clay pot looked, this look does not matter!

He looked at Zhou Zishen in horror, and Zhou Zishen was even more proud.

"Well, don't you get angry?"

"Is this difficult to be..." master Quan picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it carefully, "Lao Zhou, you are an expert in this field, you should not be wrong, right? Is this purple clay teapot serious

"I'm an old man. How can I be wrong about how many purple clay pots I've seen?"

Zhou Zishen took his magnifying glass back.

People don't understand. The two old people don't know what they are talking about.

Quan Yufei, who was on one side, was in a hurry. "Grandfather Zhou, what's wrong with this purple clay pot?"

"This purple clay pot is the best of the best!" As soon as Zhou Zishen's words came out, everyone looked at each other. It was him who said that the purple clay pot was fake.

Tong Mo also looked at the purple clay pot he had brought to him. Did it have a turn for the better?

Quan Yufei's face froze. "Grandfather Zhou, are you kidding? Didn't you just say that this purple clay pot is fake? "

"Yes, I said it. This purple clay pot is a fake. It's an imitation." Zhou Zishen still did not change his words.

Quan Yufei's heart fell to the ground. "Since it's an imitation, what else can I say?"

"Ah, little girl, you're wrong about that. The imitation depends on who made it!"

Zhou Zishen looked at everyone in a muddle, and master Quan knew that he would show off again.

But the right old man did not have the psychology to meet him at all, but took that purple clay pot and never tired of it.

"The origin of the purple clay pot is Zhengde in Ming Dynasty. In Jiajing, a man named Gongchun was the founder of the purple clay pot. His purple clay pot is called Gongchun pot. His disciple is Shi Dabin. Shi Dabin also has two outstanding disciples, Xu Youquan and Li Zhongfang. These four people are the masters of the first generation of purple clay pot."

The room was silent, listening to Zhou Zishen telling the history of the purple clay pot like a storyteller.

Although Quan Yufei tried her best to find the purple clay pot, she knew nothing about the history of the purple clay pot.

"The purple clay pot you sent is Chen Mingyuan's work. He is already the second generation of purple clay pot master. This purple clay pot is indeed an imitation. It's just Shi Dabin's imitation of Gongchun's work. Now there are very few works of Gongchun's purple clay pot. At this time, Dabin's imitation of his master Fu is not very good, but also nine points."

"Grandfather Zhou, is this imitation also valuable?" I don't know who asked.

"Of course, didn't I just say that? Although they are imitations, it depends on who imitates them. Some imitations are very precious, even rarer than the real ones! At this time, Dabin imitated the purple clay pot for spring, which is unique in the world! "

A "unique" suddenly let everyone look at the purple clay pot that Tong Mo sent!

Tong Mo is finally relieved. Fortunately, it's not a fake. She heard it in the clouds. Anyway, she knew that the purple clay pot was also very precious. That's OK.

Quan Yisen didn't want to miss such a good opportunity. "Grandfather Zhou, let me ask more, is this imitation purple clay pot worth money, or is that Chen Mingyuan's purple clay pot worth money just now?"

When Quan Yufei heard Quan Yisen's question, he knew that he was aiming at himself!

"Of course, this imitation is more valuable! Although that is the best one just now, the second generation masters are not as good as the first generation masters. The works of the second generation masters can still be seen on the market, and there is a price. But this imitation purple clay pot is the first time I've seen it! I can't buy it at any cost! There is no price

A "no price" established the status of this purple clay pot!

Zhou Zishen's expression is very exaggerated, "Lao Quan, you lend me a few days, I'll go home to enjoy a good reward?"

"No, it's mine. What if you take it back and bump it?" The right old son baby like took the purple clay pot in the hand.

"Hey, you old man, you just lost your temper! Now it's a baby! Why are you so mean? Can I borrow it for a day? "

"If you want to look at my house, come to my room and get the Ming Dynasty copper box, I will treasure this purple clay pot."

Mr. Quan was happy.

Quan Yufei's face is so ugly that it can't be any more ugly. She spent so much money and made so much effort to buy the purple clay pot, but it was compared with Tong Mo's purple clay pot!

How could she be reconciled?

At this time, Quan Yirong and Zhou Jiazhi were all silent.

Quan Sheng also felt embarrassed and said: "Tong Mo, you girl, you've made a great effort to get such a good purple clay pot for your grandfather. Why don't you say anything? We all misunderstood you!"

Seeing Quan Sheng's face, Tong Mo couldn't laugh or cry, as if the man who just knelt down to admit his mistake in front of everyone was not him.

With Quan Sheng's words, master Quan turned his attention from the purple clay pot to Tong mo.

"Lao Quan, you granddaughter can do it. You've got such a valuable purple clay pot!"

Master Quan looked up and down at Tong Mo, "where did you get this purple clay pot?"

The tone of the old man's voice also eased a lot.

Tong Mo has already seen Quan Yufei's eyes. She won't miss such an opportunity.

"Grandfather, I know your 80th birthday is coming soon. I have been searching for purple clay teapots on the market since last year. But when I was young, I always lost sight of them. I spent a lot of money wrongly. Until I got this purple clay teapot by accident, I decided to give it to my grandfather as a birthday present. Just now, grandfather Zhou's words really scared me and thought I was wrong again."

Mr. Quan nodded frequently. The child really had a heart.

"How much did you spend?" Zhou Zishen asked curiously.

Tong Mo shook his head, "in order to celebrate my grandfather's birthday, I think money is secondary."

"Lao Quan, Lao Quan, your granddaughter is so filial! It's not really measured by money! "

One side of Quan Yufei has been angry face green!

In the office of the president of the dark Empire, a man is coming around the office.