The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 117 Prey (Part 1)

Jiang Chunlan's eyes showed complete trust in her: "Is there something wrong with this piece of porcelain?"

As the name suggests, the narcissus pot is oval in shape, with four symmetrical cloud-shaped feet at the bottom. It is a flower pot in the Song Dynasty, but because of its exquisiteness and firing recipe, it has been handed down to the present Song Ru kiln porcelain, which is invaluable.

Mrs. Gu looked at Ming Jing with disdain in her eyes: "Miss Zhu, you may not know that no one in Jade Auction House can use counterfeit goods as counterfeit goods, unless he doesn't want to live. I think you are young, a little You only know superficially, so don't show off in front of Madam Jiang."

Mrs. Jiang likes to collect antiques, and she is considered one of the best among them. She has been so impressed by her vision for many years, how can a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl compare to it.

Mrs. Jiang didn't even see the problem, what can you see?

It seems that Mrs. Jiang's vision is not good enough, and she even values an embroidered pillow with no self-cultivation!

Being questioned, Ming Jing didn't have any embarrassment on his face, and was still calm.

On the contrary, Mrs. Gu seems to care about every detail.

Mrs. Gu snorted coldly, I'll see how you end up.

Mrs. Jiang did not speak, she stared at the mirror, waiting for her answer.

Mrs. Shen glanced at Mrs. Gu with a smile: "What's the hurry, Miss Zhu hasn't said anything yet, foreign auction houses are not good things, maybe it's because we are stupid and ignorant, and deliberately use fakes to earn our money Where's the money?"

The two quarreled with each other one sentence at a time, Madam Gu couldn't say anything to Madam Shen, she curled her lips and turned her head away.

Ming Jing looked at the narcissus basin in his hand, and said calmly: "After the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are clear. This color will come out. Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty saw the blue color in his dream. Since then, Ru Kiln has become famous all over the world!"

After Ming Jing finished speaking, all four people present were stunned.

Jiang Chunlan's eyes showed joy, and he glanced at the bright mirror appreciatively.

Mrs. Shen smiled and said, "Let me just say it. Ms. Zhu must be knowledgeable. Don't draw conclusions too early."

"Ru kiln porcelain is famous for its azure color. This Ru kiln narcissus basin is covered with azure glaze, which is evenly distributed. There is a light green color, and the thinner glaze on the edges and corners is light pink, and there are six small nail marks on the bottom of the foot, which is a typical feature of Ru kiln porcelain firing. "

Ming Jing's unhurried voice resounded in the living room. Everyone observed what she said and found that it was exactly the same.

"So, what's the problem?" Mrs. Gu asked back.

Ming Jing held up the narcissus basin, the sunlight that was covered by dark clouds just now, suddenly the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and cast bright light.

"The reason why the azure color is precious lies in its unavailability. It has extremely high requirements on temperature, light, humidity and fire. It is said that ancient craftsmen would burn azure glaze during the rainy season. After the rain, the kiln can be opened to take out the utensils. If the rain is too heavy, it will be too humid, and the color will not be bright enough. If the rain is light, and the humidity is not enough, it will be too light and dull. However, the rain in nature is often uncontrollable. Only when the rain will come at an unknown time can we meet the sky blue color of the sky after the rain and clear sky at the moment of opening the kiln."

It was the first time Mrs. Shen heard this saying, she nodded: "It sounds quite romantic, isn't there a song that says that? The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you, so that's how I came here."

"The azure glaze color of Ru official kiln will change in different light and angles. When viewed in a place with sufficient light, the color will be blue and yellowish, just like when the clouds clear and the fog clears after the rain. , the golden sunlight on the clear sky, and in the dim light, the color is blue-to-blue, like the clear water of a lake."

Ding Jing spoke eloquently, her gentle and ethereal voice easily soothed everyone's impatience. She was a very patient explainer, and everyone listened carefully.

This kind of knowledge is actually easy to find information on the Internet, but when Mrs. Jiang invited her here today, she only said it was appraising treasures, not Ru kiln porcelain, so it is impossible for her to check the information in advance. It proved that she was familiar with this knowledge by heart, so she was able to get it at her fingertips.

"Zhou Hui of the Southern Song Dynasty recorded in "Qingbo Magazine" that "it is forbidden to burn in Ru kiln palace, and there is agate powder in it as glaze." According to this clue, later generations discovered that one of the formulas of Ru kiln glaze is to use agate powder to enter the glaze, so that the glaze surface produces oblique slices at different angles, and the air bubbles of different sizes reflect differently on the light. Different colors are produced, but the specific formula of the glaze has been lost, and modern researchers continue to adjust the proportion of glaze, but the azure color of the Song Dynasty can no longer be fired."

"The color, glaze, and dyeing of this narcissus basin are of the highest quality. Even the addition of agate powder has been adjusted to the best ratio. I don't know how many times it took to fire this one."

"Why can't I see anything? This color is exactly the same as the color you said in the sun. Look, in the sun, it is blue with yellow, like shining golden light. It is so beautiful that it is difficult to describe it in words." The color is so wonderful." Mrs. Shen exclaimed.

"This is the brilliance of the other party. This firing technique is enough to confuse the fake with the real one, but it is so ingenious that it can never be compared to the natural one." The girl's gentle voice fell to the ear, but it made everyone's hearts tremble.

No one dares to question the self-confidence that is well established.

"It's a lot of talk, it's tantamount to talking in vain, you prove it's fake? Have you ever seen the real one?" Mrs. Gu dismissed it.

Ding Jing has indeed seen the truth, in Ran Bowen's treasure house.

This knowledge was also said by Ran Bowen himself.

The world only knows that Ran Bowen is ruthless and ambitious, but they don't know that he is also a great collector.

His glorious deeds ruined a family for a Tang Dynasty secret color porcelain.

In the secret room, he rubbed his treasures over and over again, telling her their history and the ups and downs they experienced in the turbulent years of the millennium. Every antique, like a person, has its own story.

"I got this azure narcissus flower pot from the grandson of a country gentleman in the Republic of China. He lost all his property in the casino. Gamblers always thought they could turn the tables, so they took out this heirloom to bet, but in the end they I still lost, in order to get it, I spent a month planning, human greed, never satisfied, on the gambling table, the last bet that can be made is the gambler's own life."

The man stroked the narcissus flowerpot, his eyes revealed a kind of tenderness as if looking at the woman he loved.

"Ayu, you have to remember, if you want something, don't be in a hurry, patience is the eternal magic weapon."

That's why he laughed so ironically when the knife tip pierced his chest.

He calls himself a hunter, but he doesn't know that he is the biggest prey.

Ming Jing lowered his eyes, suppressed the sigh at the bottom of his eyes,

The slender white fingers brushed over the azure glaze, the slender white was more translucent, and the blue was clearer that day.

The emerald color of Bifeng looks like jade but not jade.

"In addition to the proportion of glaze coloring formula for porcelain fired in official kilns in the Song Dynasty, another must is the control of kiln variation. The control speed of cooling directly affects the color of the glaze layer. If the cooling rate is higher than 1100 ° C, the effect on agate powder Under the glaze layer, tiny air bubbles formed after high-temperature evaporation will appear at the bottom of the glaze layer. On the contrary, it needs to be cooled faster to prevent the reduced colored metal ions from re-oxidizing into the original state of existence, so as to maintain the final azure color, and Ru porcelain technology In the Song Dynasty, it was monopolized by the court, and the craftsmen's kiln transformation skills had reached the point of perfection, which is impossible. However, the current craftsmen are driven by utilitarianism and are eager for success. Although the advanced technology can be faked, it is still not the azure color it was thousands of years ago."

The girl's cold voice fell to the ground, like jade beads falling on a plate, and everyone looked at the mirror at the same time.

If Ru Ci's azure pigment is pure, elegant and precious, then her crescent eyebrows and autumn water eyes are warm and simple, like twelve lotus petals, every inch is magical.

Jiang Chunlan was stunned for a moment, and before Mrs. Shen and Mrs. Gu could react, she told Zhou Xue, "Bring the magnifying glass."

Zhou Xue immediately took the magnifying glass and handed it to Jiang Chunlan.

Jiang Chunlan took a magnifying glass and scanned the bottom of the narcissus basin inch by inch. Finally, she raised her head, looked at the mirror and said in astonishment: "There really isn't one."

Mrs. Gu was stunned, "This doesn't explain anything..."

Mrs. Shen shook her head: "Miss Zhu made it very clear. The technology monopolized by the ancient court, the artisan selected one out of ten thousand, is not the same as the modern technology. The color can be copied, but the kiln control method cannot be copied. Although I don't know anything about this aspect, but I heard Ms. Zhu's explanation clearly, there is nothing to doubt, Ms. Zhu is young and knowledgeable, today is really an eye-opener for me." Mrs. Shen admired sincerely, her eyes Expressed deep appreciation.

Ming Jing was not arrogant or impetuous, and said flatly: "Madam is too famous, Ming Jing just heard it mentioned by the ancestors, just listened to it, and can't do it."

"No, you're too modest." Jiang Chunlan looked up at her, her brows were furrowed, her face showing a bit of sullenness.

She was actually deceived by someone. If it weren't for the bright eyes today, she would have spent this wronged money.

As far as Der Spiegel knows, there are many unscrupulous industries in the auction house, and a special industrial chain has been formed. Situations like this are very common, and the counterfeiting skills of the other party are also very sophisticated.

But these, she will not remind Jiang Chunlan, Jiang Chunlan can find out by herself.

"The ancestor that Ms. Zhu mentioned? Who is it? Tell us so that we can all get to know each other too? It will gain a lot of insight." Mrs. Shen asked.

I heard that she was a little nun on Mount Baitou three months ago. Where did she get the knowledge? This girl is full of evil spirits and is too weird.

Those rich wives told her so mysteriously and mysteriously, how much of it was true and how much was false?

Ming Jing smiled faintly: "Madam is disappointed, this person has passed away."

Mrs. Shen doubted whether there was such a person, maybe she made up all of this, and it was all based on her mouth, so there was no way to verify it.

It can only be said that this girl's mouth is too foolish.

Smart as Mrs. Jiang, she was fooled into it too.

Jiang Chunlan told Zhou Xue, "Contact the auction house, and it's unreasonable to dare to deceive me with a fake product."

Zhou Xue replied, "Madam, there is an auction happening in Jiangzhou tonight, and Jiade Group is in charge of the auction."

Buying an antique at an auction is not something that can be taken away at that time, especially in foreign countries, where the procedures are very complicated. Jiang Chunlan bought something a month ago and it was delivered to her two days ago. In China, the procedures are very complicated. It's much simpler.

Jiang Chunlan made a quick decision, "It looks like we're going to mess things up tonight."

Hua Luo turned to look at Ming Jing: "Come with me."

Ming Jing frowned imperceptibly, and Jiang Chunlan asked, "Do you have anything else to do tonight?"

Jiang Chunlan glanced at Zhou Xue, and Zhou Xue seemed to have no intention of reminding: "Tonight's auction is a charity event organized by the government. Mayor Shen, Secretary Gu and some political and business celebrities will attend."

Mrs. Shen nodded: "I heard from my old man, Shen, that it seems to be for the education of impoverished children in mountainous areas... I was going to go, and now I have found a partner."

Ming Jing said softly: "On such a formal occasion, my identity..."

Jiang Chunlan held her hand: "You are my guest, who dares to say nothing."

Mrs. Shen smiled and said, "Yes, with Mrs. Jiang protecting you, what are you afraid of?"

Ming Jing nodded, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

His eyes passed over the faces of Zhou Xue and Jiang Chunlan calmly, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.

In this scene, everyone is a good actor.

——

Before getting into the car, Mingjing glanced at Jiang Chunlan apologetically, and walked aside with his mobile phone to connect.

Jiang Chunlan smiled kindly, and watched Ming Jing walk under a camphor tree, her white clothes fluttering, light and soft, elegant and graceful.

"Madam, as you expected, Miss Zhu is smarter than you imagined."

"If I wasn't smart, I wouldn't have chosen her." Jiang Chunlan raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were as deep as the sea.

Zhou Xue hesitated to speak, and silently lowered her head.

Madame's mind is unpredictable.

"Ming Jing, I'll come to you right now, wait for me obediently at home." Tao Xingxing's excited voice came from the phone.

Ming Jing looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said calmly: "Sorry, Xing Xing, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the concert."

"Ah?" Tao Xingxing screamed in disappointment, but he didn't struggle too much.

"I understand. You are a very busy person now, and you have no interest in celebrities. I insisted on dragging you to go, but you promised me before that if you miss an appointment, you have to make up for me."

Ming Jing smiled: "Okay, what compensation do you want?"

Tao Xingxing said "hmm" for a long time, "I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it, you go, I'll ask my cousin to go with me, hmph."

Tao Xingxing hung up the phone with petty temper, and made another call instead.

"Hey, sister, are you busy tonight? I have a ticket for Qu Feitai's concert, and the person who promised me has missed the appointment. Come with me, okay~"

Tao Xianxian just came out of the Ye's Group building. After talking about the cooperation, she was refreshed. She was about to reward herself, so she came to pillow when she fell asleep.

"Okay, I just didn't get the ticket, little girl, you are really my lucky star."

A blue sports car stopped in front of Tao Xianxian. Ye Sheng took off his sunglasses and smiled slightly: "Beauty, can I invite you to dinner?"

Tao Xianxian raised her eyebrows: "Sorry, I have an appointment tonight."

Ye Sheng was stunned, "Male and female?"

Tao Xianxian's eyes showed a bit of slyness: "Men, young and super handsome, I'm sorry, Young Master Ye, I can only miss the appointment."

Before Ye Sheng changed his face, he quickly jumped into a taxi and left without a trace.

Between the big star Qu Feitai and the greasy Young Master Ye, any fool would know how to choose.

Ye Sheng slapped the steering wheel hard, "Who? How dare you snatch a woman from me."

——

The car drove smoothly through the evening traffic, but the road in Jiangzhou tonight seemed extraordinarily crowded.

There were also several times more traffic policemen at the intersection than usual.

Mrs. Shen looked out the window and said: "It seems that there is a big star holding a concert in Jiangzhou tonight. The popularity is very high. The traffic in Jiangzhou will be paralyzed because of him tonight, so we came out late."

Jiang Chunlan's eyes flickered slightly: "Big star?"

Mrs. Shen recalled: "It seems to be called Qu... a singer, look at my memory."

"Qu Feitai."

"Yes, yes, it turns out that Mrs. Jiang also knows him. It seems that his popularity is indeed quite high."

Jiang Chunlan pursed her lips and smiled: "Youth idol, you are so proud of yourself."

The mischievous youngest son of the Qu family has now become a big star.

The last time I remembered him was that night twelve years ago, the young man's stern eyes.

"I killed..."

Time, indeed, can change a lot of things.

Ming Jing looked out the car window, and a group of girls walked past an intersection bouncing around.

The excitement of meeting the idol is on the young face.

On the flag held in his hand, there is a boy with a Q comic and that eye-catching name.