Setting: Fictional parallel universe, please do not reference historical events!
Bai Fumei Su Qingci, who managed a farm in modern times, was sent to the 1970s as a young educated youth by Ce...
Therefore, the craftsmanship is very advanced, and the exquisite painting brings people a vivid and realistic feeling of being there.
Such mastery of imitation is something that later craftsmen could never replicate.
Such fine porcelain, top-quality works of art, are not commonly found among the general public.
Its value is not limited to the materials and craftsmanship of the object itself.
She remembered that in her previous life, a British colonel had received a pair of similar enamel bowls from Li Hongzhang's secretary.
When she died, one of them was still in the British Museum in England.
Another piece was acquired in 2006 by a prominent collector in China for 150 million yuan.
Su Qingci asked with a look of surprise, "Old Wei, where did you get this?"
Seeing Su Qingci's expression, Old Wei knew that he had gotten the item right.
"It was in the black market; a woman took it out to exchange for food."
"I thought it looked pretty, so I traded it to her for a small bundle of noodles and a piece of cured meat the size of my palm."
"That girl's accent sounds like she was a sent-down youth."
"From what she said, it seems she has quite a few of these things."
Su Qingci asked anxiously, "Did you ask her where she lives and how to find her?"
Old Wei shook his head. "How can I ask that? That would break the rules."
"Besides, she even covered her face with a handkerchief, she was very wary, so she definitely wouldn't tell me where she lived."
"But I did hear her mention it once. She said that her husband and children were gone, and she was kicked out by her in-laws. She couldn't make ends meet, so she took it out to exchange for it."