After entering December, BJ finally ushered in the first heavy snowfall in '95, this year is particularly cold, and after three days of heavy snowfall, the snow does not melt, but it brings a lot of fun to people.
Children are busy building snowmen on the streets to have snowball fights, and from time to time you can see people sliding bicycles, which attracts a burst of gloating laughter, and the entire 49 cities are dressed in plain clothes and silver.
On a street that is not very spacious, the snow on the ground has been cleaned, and even the ice on the eaves of the shops on both sides has been knocked off.
The streets were lined with all kinds of thrift stalls, and the stall owners were all red from the cold, wearing hats that could be wrapped around their ears, rubbing their hands and calling out to customers loudly.
In the early 90s, the antique market across the country was basically called the thrift market, the old word is equal to an old character, only old objects can be called antiques, so many people like to call them old objects when they say that antiques are true or false.
The same is true here, whether it is a loose stall on the ground or a shop behind the stall, they all sell coins and jade, porcelain, pottery, and some quaint bronzes, which look like old things at a glance anyway.
As for the calligraphy and painting stalls, there are very few, it is really not suitable to display them in this weather, regardless of the real painting and fake painting, if it gets wet, it will become a worthless painting.
Not to mention, I don't know if it was suffocated by the heavy snow for three days in a row, there are really a lot of people on this street, there are old men wrapped in military coats and glasses, and there are also fashionably dressed girls and guys, all of whom are playing here with their own different purposes.
Today is Saturday, there are no classes at school, originally Yu Qingya and Ye Tian made an appointment to walk on campus, but Wei Rongrong found out that they would be used as light bulbs in life and death.
As early as last year, Ye Tian often listened to his father talk that Panjiayuan in BJ City has developed rapidly in the past two years and has almost become the largest antique and second-hand goods market in the country, and people in the industry often find good things there.
Dad did not enter BJ City due to heart disease, Ye Tian was not so particular, it is said that he also learned a lot of knowledge about antique appraisal from Lao Dao, and maybe he could get a few valuable objects.
Wei Rongrong was crawling around in the crowd with an excited face, followed by Xu Zhennan with a bitter face, but as long as Miss Wei turned around, she was guaranteed to see a bright spring face.
"Rongrong, run slower, hey, the place that sells snuff bottles is good, let's take a look......"
He had never thought of shopping with a woman, it was such a physically demanding thing.
Although the two have not yet confirmed their relationship, they can sometimes secretly pull down the little pepper's little hand.
"Ye Tian, how do you know there is such a place? There are really a lot of fun things......"
Wei Rongrong just spent 80 yuan to buy a set of 80% new comic strips, holding them on her chest like a baby with her hands with cotton gloves.
Although she doesn't collect comic strips, she can't help but buy these things that can evoke childhood memories.
After hearing Wei Rongrong's words, Ye Tian put back a snuff bottle he was playing with in his hand, and said with a smile: "My dad is in the antique business, although he has never been here, but I have heard people talk about ......."
"Little brother, dare to love your family......"
The stall owner had very sharp ears and was also very good at coming, so he introduced it to a few people familiarly, "To tell you the truth, it's the right place to come here to shop for objects, don't look at our Pan Jiayuan only started to form a market in 92 years, but at this time, all BJ City, you inquire, is there any bigger land than Pan Jiayuan?"
"It only started construction in '92, no wonder I didn't know......"
Wei Rongrong is an authentic old BJ, but the most heard are places like the Dashilan overpass, like here, if it weren't for Ye Tian, she really didn't know.
"Hey, this young lady, you don't know about this, do you see the bridge? It's called Panjiayuan Bridge, it used to be a ghost market, but it has slowly developed into the current antique and second-hand market...... Do you want to buy a snuff bottle to go back and play?"
After introducing the history of Panjiayuan to Ye Tian and others, the buddy picked up an enamel-colored snuff bottle and promoted it, "Did you see it? Qianlong's royal one, buy it back and reverse it in a few years, and it is guaranteed to double several times......"
"Really? This snuff bottle is so beautiful......"
Wei Rongrong wanted to reach out to pick it up as she spoke, but was stopped by Ye Tian, "Big brother, just put it on the ground, let's take it and see it ourselves......"
"Hehe, my little brother is an expert, are you afraid that we will touch porcelain? Okay, I'll put it on the ground, and you give it a palm ......."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the young man who set up the stall smiled a little awkwardly, although he didn't have the intention to touch porcelain, but he was pointed out by the guests about the irregularities, and his face was inevitably a little embarrassed.
"This thing is so beautiful, boss, how much is it?"
Girls are born to like these bottles and cans, and the snuff bottles on this stall are indeed well drawn, integrating calligraphy and painting, carving, inlaying, pondering and other skills.
"Two thousand, this is something that Master Qianlong has used, eldest sister, you can buy it back and put it on the table......
After hearing Wei Rongrong's words, the buddy's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and he opened his mouth for two thousand yuan, and by the way, he also gave him a name of Qianlong that I don't know which expert identified it.
"Two thousand?" Wei Rongrong pondered for a moment, "Was it during the Qianlong period?"
Miss Wei didn't feel that 2,000 yuan was expensive, but she had some doubts about the stall owner's statement, and she also knew that her father bought a room full of antique cultural relics, at least 90% of which were fake.
"Hey, of course it's Master Qianlong's, look at the skills of this copper tire painting and enamel, the craftsmanship of the authentic palace office, it hasn't opened yet, I only charge a capital for 2,000 yuan......"
Seeing that Wei Rongrong really wanted to buy it, the stall owner got excited, pointed to the snuff bottle in Wei Rongrong's hand, and said that the white gas and smear flew out of the house, almost saying that Qianlong used it to live to be in his eighties.
Wei Rongrong was a little unsure, and asked: "What ...... Then if I go back and find that it is fake, can I come back and replace it?"
"This ...... This ......" The stall owner didn't expect Wei Rongrong to ask such an outsider, but she didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Okay, Senior Sister Wei, can you take a break......"
Ye Tian really couldn't hear it next to him, this is simply a silly big sister, he actually wants to take back the things he bought in the antique market and exchange them?
Not to mention taking it back to find someone to appraise, it was paid here, and you said that this thing was bought at this stall, and no one admitted it.
"Little brother, you know how to do it, let's ...... We really don't have that rule......"
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the stall owner laughed, although laymen are easy to fool, but sometimes people who don't understand the rules get into trouble, but it's also very troublesome.
In the view of the stall owner, the young Ye Tian is such a half-hearted goods.
"Yes, this messing with objects is just a matter of eyesight, of course, I didn't take it back to exchange for ......" Ye Tian nodded, very much in agreement with the stall owner's words.
Ye Tian's words made the stall owner smile, patted his thigh hard, and said: "Did you see it, I just said that the little brother is an understanding person.
Come on, don't make 2000, make a friend today, you take 1800, I'll find you a box to wrap it, you see this box, it can be worth at least fifty yuan......"
As the stall owner spoke, he found a box wrapped in red silk cloth from the bamboo basket under his buttocks, took the snuff bottle and put it inside, making Ye Tian cry or laugh.
"Don't, don't mind, big brother, if you really have a snuff bottle from the Qianlong period, then I will buy it, but ......"
Ye Tian glanced left and right, lowered his voice and said: "But when did the things from the Wu family kiln in Tangshan, Hebei Province become the Qing court's office?"
Ye Dongping is in this business, although Ye Tian has not had much contact, but his head is good, and he remembers the purchase location of some objects in his mind.
"This ...... This, okay, I met someone who understands, you can go......"
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the buddy immediately understood, Dare Qing's words just now were in vain, and others told the location of the purchase, and this business was completely yellow.
"Hey, you...... Aren't you lying?" Wei Rongrong didn't agree, if it weren't for Ye Tian, she wouldn't know how her father would count her when she bought it back.
"I didn't bring you to talk like this, firstly, you didn't buy it, and secondly, this is a deal you want, how can you say it's a lie?"
After hearing Wei Rongrong's words, the young stall owner did not agree, the appearance of the big brother next door just now suddenly became fierce, and there was a posture that Wei Rongrong did not let her go clearly.
One of the most taboo words in antique shops is the word "deception", things can be said to be true or false, but you can't just say that the seller is deceiving people, which is a bit of a smashing business.
"Why did you remember to bring her here......"
Seeing the scene just now, Ye Tian smiled bitterly, and quickly winked at Yu Qingya and Xu Zhennan, wanting them to pull Wei Rongrong away.
Just when Ye Tian wanted to step forward to round things up, a middle-aged man in a stall next to him said: "Bingzi, okay, the little girl doesn't know how to do it, what are you more serious about, let me tell you a few, you can go......"
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