However, Lao Qin seemed not to hear Chen Dong's question at all.
"What a waste of resources...what a waste of resources!"
Old Qin ignored him and walked step by step into the room, muttering to himself as he went.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and let out a startled cry.
"The Deer-Eared Fangzun! This is actually the Deer-Eared Fangzun!"
Old Qin's face lit up with joy, and he reached out to touch it.
Then, he suddenly slapped his forehead, hurriedly reached into his pocket, pulled out a pair of gloves, and put them on.
Then he walked toward the antiques in front of him.
Chen Dong guessed that he wore gloves to prevent the sweat on his hands from having too much impact on the cultural relics.
Old Qin's pace was not fast, but it gave people a sense of solemnity and urgency.
Chen Dong clearly sensed that Lao Qin was now in a completely strange state.
He looked around, looking up, down, left, and right.
After a long while, he picked it up with both hands and examined it carefully.
He brought it close to his eyes and examined it closely.
Then, gently put it down, take a step back, and look it over.
"Great! Great... great!" Old Qin exclaimed repeatedly, "Perfect! Excellent!"
At this moment, Wolong, who was standing next to Chen Dong, became a little impatient. How could this old man be so rude?
He stepped forward, about to speak.
Chen Dong grabbed him and gestured to him, "Shh—"
Chen Dong respected capable people, and Lao Qin was enjoying it at that moment.
His reaction shows that the collection here is not simple.
I should be happy.
More importantly, if they wanted to win over Lao Qin and bring him under their command, they had to show him respect.
Old Qin frowned and said in a low voice, "Nonsense!"
As he spoke, he looked over at Chen Dong and the others.
"What's wrong, Mr. Qin?" Chen Dong asked at the opportune moment.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I couldn't control myself when I saw this and lost my composure. Please forgive me!" Old Qin said somewhat apologetically.
"It's alright. I see a genuine passion in you."
"I don't deserve it, I'm so ashamed!" Old Qin said modestly. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Oh, is there something wrong with this?" Chen Dong pointed to the object that Lao Qin was looking at.
Upon hearing this, Old Qin turned to the side, revealing the entire object, and said:
"This is a lacquerware, a square vase with deer-ear handles. Its full name is a carved red lacquer square vase with cloisonné enamel and kui dragon design. It is a work from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty and is relatively well preserved."
As he spoke, he picked it up with both hands and brought it close to Chen Dong's face.
Then lay it down to expose the bottom.
"See that? The inscription on it reads 'Made in the Qianlong Reign of the Great Qing Dynasty'."
Chen Dong looked closely, and it really was.
"The inscription uses a gold-filled engraving technique, and the carving is meticulous. Combined with its overall pattern, it can be definitively confirmed that it is genuine!"
Chen Dong nodded, "Mr. Qin has a wealth of knowledge; I truly admire him!"
Seeing Chen Dong like this, Lao Qin was a little depressed, feeling that Chen Dong was really not good at collecting.
"You haven't realized its value yet. In ancient times, lacquerware was considered a luxury item! Why?"
"First of all, lacquer is not easy to obtain. The saying 'a hundred miles and a thousand cuts for an ounce of lacquer' means that you have to travel a hundred miles and make a thousand cuts on the lacquer tree to get an ounce of raw lacquer."
"Furthermore, the production process of lacquerware is particularly complicated, requiring hundreds of steps such as making the base, water application, polishing, and refining the raw lacquer before it can be completed."
“In this process, the slightest oversight can lead to failure. It often takes several months to make a single piece of lacquerware.”
After hearing what Lao Qin said, Chen Dong thought, "Wow, that's amazing! So high-class!"
Old Qin, however, became even more engrossed in conversation.
He gently placed the deer-eared square vessel back in its original position and then began to describe its characteristics.
That gaze was incredibly focused and fervent.
"Look, its decoration is elaborate yet retains an antique charm, the carving is meticulous, and the pattern layout is particularly decorative. It can be said that it is a top-quality carved lacquerware from the Qianlong period."
Chen Dong was very happy. He didn’t expect Jiang Fei to be so capable, to receive such a valuable item that even the appraisers at Wanbaolou valued so highly!
Immediately afterwards, Chen Dong heard Lao Qin say with considerable regret.
"It's a pity. This deer-eared square vessel should have been a pair, but now there's only one here, which reduces its value. Not to mention, it's not in particularly good condition. Look, there are so many cracks, and the paint has peeled off in some places."
When Chen Dong looked, it was indeed true; several patches of paint had peeled off, revealing the wooden core underneath.
Old Qin sighed softly, "Your preservation methods are no good."
In Chen Dong's opinion, the room's decor was quite nice.
The entire area was painted white and is quite dry, making it a good place to store cultural relics.
Upon hearing Lao Qin's words, Chen Dong raised his question again, "What aspects of our preservation measures need improvement?"
Old Qin moved his feet and looked around the room.
Looking at the various antiques piled up in the room, he was almost dazzled.
"Plop..."
He couldn't help but swallow.
"Oh my, you have silk fabrics here." Old Qin was surprised when he saw several pieces of silk fabric.
Then he shook his head slightly, "It's a pity, they weren't preserved properly and are not in very good condition anymore."
The excitement on Lao Qin's face quickly turned into deep regret.
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