Shenhao Starts With Antique Treasure Appraisal

Li Tianming didn't care what others said and watched carefully.

This plate is indeed very exquisite, with a bright and dazzling green color. Especially on the plate, there are a few words inscribed in regular script: "The moon is visible, and the ink pond smells the fragrance."

Next to the inscription, several plum blossoms in different postures are painted.

Li Tianming felt relieved when he saw this.

"Boss, how do you sell this item?"

The stall owner looked sincere and stretched out his thumb and index finger: "Young man, I am the most fair here. I want 80,000 soft RMB. What do you think?"

When the bystanders heard this, they even exclaimed, saying that 80,000 yuan was really not expensive.

One of them shouted: "I said, do you want to buy it? If not, let me see!"

Li Tianming smiled and handed the enamel plate to the man: "Okay, uncle, take a good look at it."

With that said, Li Tianming was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the stall owner was not willing to give in: "Hey, young man, you can tell me a price. I haven't opened it here yet, so that's about right.

Li Tianming turned around and said: "Boss, this thing you put here is very beautiful, especially if it is sold as an authentic enamel color plate, it would be almost meaningless.

The stall owner's face hardened: "Hey 17, what do you mean, you'd better tell me clearly!"

The stall owner shouted to the people around him again: "Everyone, please take a look clearly. This is an authentic enamel plate, made from the Qianlong period. Anyone who is familiar with me, Zhao Liu, knows that I do business like a child!"

"But there are some people here. I don't know if they don't have the money to buy it, or they just don't know the goods. They just open their mouths and talk nonsense!"

The stall owner Zhao Liu brought the rhythm very well, and the onlookers were basically unaffected.

"Zhao Liu is indeed full of old people. Last time I bought a Qing Dynasty porcelain bowl from him and sold it for 20,000 yuan.

"What I'm saying is that if 80,000 yuan is really not expensive, maybe this young man doesn't have that much money."

"No money? You can't talk nonsense even if you don't have money. It's too immoral to ruin other people's reputations."

Li Tianming thought to himself, these guys really won't shed tears until they see the coffin.

Li Tianming was not a very tolerant person, so he turned around and walked back, holding the enamel color plate in his hand again.

"What's the matter? Do you want to smash it? Okay, you're awesome! You can smash it! Anyway, 80,000 yuan is worth it!"

Li Tianming said lightly: "Aren't you unconvinced? Let me tell you."

"To be honest, your enamel palette looks really good overall. The colors are bright and beautiful, and the plum blossoms are beautifully painted, especially the inscription at the bottom is very good."

As he spoke, Li Tianming turned the enamel plate over, with a red inscription printed on it: Made by Emperor Qianlong.

"The ones made were made during the Qianlong period. Emperor Qianlong was very fond of enamel. Let me tell you, Qianlong carefully inquired about the materials, design, and even the production process of enamel, as well as the painting methods of each craftsman.

The onlookers all knew something about porcelain. After hearing what Li Tianming said, they all nodded.

They all felt that this young man had some food in his belly.

Zhao Liu sneered. This kind of knowledge is very simple and can be found anywhere.

Li Tianming pointed to the bottom of the enamel plate and said, "But what's the problem with your object? It's this tire.

"Fetus?" Even Zhao Liu looked puzzled when he heard this, stretching his neck to look there.

"The enamel tires are processed in Jingdezhen, and only the best ones are sent to the Qing court, where palace painters will create paintings. As for your tire, take a good look at it. It is very rough and has signs of distress."

As Li Tianming said, the white bottom tire of the color plate does not match the surface workmanship, and is obviously several grades lower.

The people around me also looked at each other in shock. This was the first time I heard that the authenticity of enamel colors could be distinguished in this way.

Zhao Liu was not convinced and shouted: "On this basis, you believe that my enamel color is a fake. I'm afraid it can't be justified, right?"

Li Tianming turned the color plate over and said calmly: "That's one of them. Do you know what the predecessor of enamel color is?"

Someone in the crowd immediately shouted: "I know, is it cloisonné?"

"Yes, it's cloisonné."

Li Tianming added: "The real enamel from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty was a royal plaything. It has a special glaze color and a unique texture on the surface. It can be said to have a gem-like or metallic feel."

"Look at this color palette again. Does it have a gem-like or metallic feel?"

There seemed to be more and more people watching, talking about anything. Those in the front could see it more clearly and shook their heads.

"Although the glaze color of this color plate is bright, the form is a bit like pastels."

Li Tianming finally concluded: "So, this so-called enamel color plate is not old at all, it is too new.

"New" is a term used to describe fakes in the antique market.

The antique industry values ​​​​"leave a thin line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future", so words should not be too explicit, otherwise it will be difficult for both parties.

What Li Tianming said made Zhao Liu stunned and said, "I can't refute it at all.

The direction of the fishing boat of the onlookers also reversed, and the eyes they looked at Li Tianming also changed, as if they were looking at an antique master.

It's no wonder that although there are many people who know about antiques in the ghost market, there are very few players who can really express their theories.

Li Tianming also ignored the stall vendor Zhao Liu. It is estimated that this guy will not be able to set up a stall for the next two days after this "spurt".

Li Tianming had just taken two steps forward when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

Li Tianming looked back and saw a man with a beard.

"This little brother seems to be an expert on 490." The man with the mustache said.

Li Tianming asked calmly: "What do you call it?"

"Brother, just call me Datou. We have some private goods here. I wonder if you are interested?"

Li Tianming noticed that the man named Datou said "we", which meant that there was more than one person, and it was probably a gang.

Datou knew what Li Tianming was worried about: "Brother, don't worry, we are not in the business of sapling. Whether or not to buy, and what to buy, all depends on you."

The so-called "beating a sap" is a slang term on the road. To put it bluntly, it means taking someone to a place to rob someone.

Li Tianming is not afraid. After all, he can deal with a few gangsters by himself, so he might as well go and have a look.

"Okay, lead the way.

"Okay, little brother, follow me."

With that said, Big Head plunged into the crowd, with Li Tianming following closely behind.

The two walked in tandem, first walking on the road for a while, then turned and entered a small alley.

The alley is so narrow that only one person can pass through it.

After passing through the alley, there was another small village road, turning left and right, and finally stopped in an old house.

The house is very ordinary, it seems to be a farmer's house.

Datou pushed open the door and entered, and Li Tianming naturally followed.

Unexpectedly, after entering the house, it was a completely different world inside. .