Chu Chen went on to say: "actually, if it's genuine unearthed porcelain, a large part of it is easy to remove the soil rust, and the phenomenon of" Qin soil running into the glaze bubble "is rare. Therefore, we usually can't use this as the basis for judging the real unearthed ware, but can be regarded as one of the suspects of forgery."
"Of course, we can't generalize about this, but fake is fake. For example, the rusting and rusting on this bowl are similar, but we can see that they are different from those formed naturally by careful observation."
Hearing this, Feng Zhengjian quickly picked up a magnifying glass to re-examine it. With Chu Chen's warning, he found that the rust and soil on it were not the same as those formed naturally.
Feng Zhengjian put down what he had in his hand and sighed: "the forgery technique is too powerful now. If you don't pay attention to it, you can't prevent it!"
"Yes Chu Chen sighed: "if it wasn't for the man who added rust and dirt to the bowl, I would have thought it was genuine."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu, this time!" Feng Zhengjian said: "otherwise, when I sell it, I will lose my face if it is found to be a fake. By then, if it is known all over the city, my shop will not have to do business."
"No, no!" Chu Chen waved his hand and said, "we also learn from each other..."
"Boss, can you help me identify it?"
Before Chu Chen had finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged couple coming in with an estimated 50 cm jar.
"Yes." "Feng Zhengjian replied:" but if it's only for identification, you have to pay for it. It's 100 yuan per piece. "
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "OK, but can I have an authentication certificate?"
Feng Zhengjian said with a smile: "ha ha, I can't open this appraisal certificate. I can only open the appraisal opinion. After all, I'm not a national authority."
The middle-aged man was not happy to hear that, but his wife glared at him, so he could only say: "let's write the appraisal opinion, but you have to estimate the price for me."
"Yes."
"Then show it to you." Then the middle-aged man put the jar on the ground.
Feng Zhengjian said hello to Chu Chen, and then they went to the jar together and looked at the characteristics of the jar carefully.
In fact, when the middle-aged couple came in just now, Chu Chen already saw that this thing in front of him was a barn can.
The official name of barn jar is soul jar, also known as plastic stacking jar, which is a kind of Ming ware. It is evolved from the Wulian jar of Han Dynasty, and is a unique burial object in the tombs of the Three Kingdoms and two Jin Dynasties in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.
The barn jar in front of us is a typical work of Yue Kiln green glaze. It is a long jar with a bulging belly and flat bottom. The green glaze is inferior to the bottom.
There are four small pots at the bottom of the top opening, and fifty-two birds in between. On the top, the cornice of Chonglou is carved. On the bottom, there is a double gate. On both sides of the gate, there are nine sitting figurines, dogs, sheep and other animals. On the bottom, there are turtles, fish and crabs pasted around the shoulder of the pot.
The objects on the barn jar often symbolize the social treatment and family status of the deceased, and they hope to reach the so-called "Underworld" after death and still enjoy them. If there are many places on the soul vase, it may be the tomb owner with high social level or very rich. There are relatively few plastic heaps, but they are relatively low, and there are also tubes and bottles without physical objects.
Although the production of this barn can is still fine, and the sculpture is also scattered, with clear priorities, but the sculpture on it is just some ordinary things, which shows that although the tomb owner has a certain social status, it will not be too high. In addition, the barn can has some damage, so the value of this barn can is only one or two thousand at most.
Feng Zhengjian read the things carefully, and then asked the middle-aged man, "this gentleman, I dare to ask, how did you get this thing?"
The middle-aged man said with a proud face: "how can I get it? It's from my ancestors!"
Hearing this, Chu Chen almost burst out laughing. Whose ancestor would leave a worthless artifact for his descendants! Isn't it bad luck at the same time?
"Is it really ancestral?" Feng Zhengjian asked in tears and laughter.
"Then there's a fake!" The middle-aged man smelled that he was not happy and said, "I'll tell you, my family used to be the Imperial Guard with a sword in front of the Tang Dynasty. This thing was taken out of the palace secretly. In the turbulent years, it was wrapped up and buried in the yard. If it wasn't for the family, it wouldn't be dug out."
It's a fantastic story. It's just nonsense. Is there a royal guard in the Tang Dynasty? The former imperial bodyguard system was established at the beginning of the period of emperor Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, OK? However, since the other side of the money, Feng Zhengjian can only seriously listen, but also have to show a strong interest.
After that, the middle-aged man boasted that it was a rare thing in the world and unparalleled on the ground. It seemed that the imperial seal had to be eclipsed in front of it, and the two of them were both laughing and crying.
"Boss, my baby is not bad!" The middle-aged man asked triumphantly.Feng Zhengjian doesn't know how to answer the middle-aged man's words. He's really afraid that the other party will make any extraordinary move after he knows the truth. However, it's true that he can only tell the truth by taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them:
"sir, do you think your grandparents have left you something good, but what can I say? This thing is a clear weapon. "
"Mingqi? What is a clear weapon? " Middle aged man some doubts said.
Feng Zhengjian explained: "in a word, it's ancient funerary objects for the dead. There are many such things unearthed in the south. If you don't believe it, just look for some magazines. "
"What! For the dead? " As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man's wife called out: "you're a dead ghost. I said, how can you be so unlucky recently? It turns out that there's something more for the dead at home! It's bad luck for you to give it up as your ancestor all the time
Feng Zhengjian quickly advised: "don't worry, sister-in-law. Maybe the old people got it by chance. Take it as a treasure?"
The elder sister-in-law jumped to her feet and scolded, "what an old man! This thing is a dead ghost. He spent 100000 yuan to buy it from others some time ago. After buying it back, he kept telling me that he was" rich ". He told me that his former owner said that this thing could easily sell for 500000 yuan, and that it could be sold for more than one million yuan at the auction."
"I don't think it's right. Since it's such a good thing, why didn't the former owner sell it to the ghost of my family? Today I forced him to come and identify it. I didn't expect that it was used by the dead. It's really bad luck!"
"This..." Feng Zhengjian said: "sister-in-law, we are all materialist writers. You don't have to be afraid. There are many Mingqi in our antique industry. Let's say that the famous Tang Sancai is Mingqi. Others are still scrambling to buy it."
The middle-aged man was embarrassed when he heard that his woman had helped him with the story. However, when he heard Tang Sancai, his eyes lit up and he immediately said, "boss, the man who sold me this jar said that it was from the Tang Dynasty. Since Tang Sancai is so valuable, it should not be bad."
"It's not from the Tang Dynasty." Feng Zhengjian shook his head and said, "this is not the style of the Tang Dynasty. It's a green glazed granary of Yue Kiln in the Western Jin Dynasty."
"When was the Western Jin Dynasty?" Asked the middle-aged man.
"The Western Jin Dynasty is 300 years earlier than the Tang Dynasty," Feng explained
"Ah The middle-aged couple felt a burst of joy: "that is to say, this thing is more valuable than the Tang Dynasty?" In their hearts, they think that things that take a long time must be more valuable.
Feng Zhengjian said: "it's not like this. Whether an antique is worth money depends on its artistic value and rarity. Let's say that the painted pottery of the Neolithic age is long enough for us now, and the ordinary painted pottery is only hundreds of thousands."
The couple couldn't help looking at each other. The middle-aged man asked nervously, "how much is this thing worth?"
Feng Zhengjian made a gesture and said, "it's worth one or two thousand. After all, it's not a very high-level granary can. With injuries, there won't be too many buyers."
"What! One or two thousand? " The middle-aged woman screamed.
"Well Are you kidding, boss? " The middle-aged man's voice trembled.
Feng Zhengjian said with a bitter smile: "you two, I can understand your feelings, but after all, I still want to do business. I will never make fun of this kind of thing. I don't believe you can take it to other places to ask. If what I say is wrong, you can come to me to settle accounts."
"Wow!..." Hearing this, the middle-aged woman suddenly burst into tears and scolded, "you wicked ghost! After watching the treasure appraisal program several times, I didn't know anything. I just wanted to make money from antiques. As a result, I lost 100000 yuan! That's a hundred thousand! That's it! We can't get through this. Let's divorce! " Then she shook her hand and ran out of the door.
"Ah!..." The middle-aged man raised his hand. As soon as he ran to the door, he thought that he hadn't taken his things yet, so he turned back and said to Feng Zhengjian in a hurry: "boss, I don't know if you will take it or not?"
"I'm so sorry, I don't accept it!" Feng Zhengjian shakes his hand. It doesn't matter if he takes any other porcelain. He won't take any such worthless and nobody will buy it.
So the middle-aged man took out 100 yuan and put it into Feng Zhengjian's hand. He picked up the jar and ran after his wife. He ran and cried out.