Chapter 120 Chenghua Fight
Du Ruo knew that Yuan Tingchuan had been handling the affairs of the Qu family recently, so she was happy and relaxed. After breakfast every day and when her two children went to class, she would go to the auction house in front and find a corner to sit, working for her boss with peace of mind.
Du Ruo listened to the bidding in the auction house while looking at the scenery of the garden.
"The endless fallen leaves rustle down," the autumn scenery is pleasant and has a unique charm.
The staff of the auction house walked up to Du Ruo and said, "Mr. Du, some teachers said that they have put up a new item for auction and would like you to take a look at it."
This was Yuan Tingchuan's order. All antiques to be auctioned recently had to be approved by Du Ruo. They could not be auctioned without her approval. The masters had no choice but to do as ordered.
Du Ruo stood up and walked from the back door to the small flower room next to it. Master Zheng from the auction house was already waiting for her.
In fact, he had already determined the identity of this artifact and had no objection.
However, Mr. Yuan had said in advance that he could only wait for Du Ruo's nod before putting it up for auction.
Du Ruo didn't waste any more words and opened the brocade box, and saw a porcelain bowl in the box.
Holding it in my hand and examining it carefully, I found that it is Ming Chenghua Doucai porcelain.
As the name suggests, "doucai porcelain" is porcelain decorated with doucai, also known as "doucai". It is a way of combining underglaze blue and white with colors, which means "competing for the strange and the gorgeous".
Doucai porcelain is a famous ware from Jingdezhen. The firing of Doucai porcelain opened up a new path for the production of colored porcelain and has great significance in history.
This is a type of porcelain that was first produced during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, but has never been seen in later generations. The ones that are currently circulating are those from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. According to records in Ming and Qing literature, it is also called "Cheng kiln color" or "five colors decorated with blue and white."
The latter is very appropriate. The production method of Doucai porcelain is to first outline the outline of the pattern with blue and white on the white porcelain body, and then fill it with other colors after high-temperature firing, no more than five colors at most.
Chenghua Doucai is further divided into "dot color", "dye color", "fill color" and "cover color". It has become a famous porcelain handed down from generation to generation because of its fine and pure body, elegant blue and white underglaze, and bright colors overglaze.
Zhu Yan, in the Qianlong period, wrote in Tao Shuo that "among ancient porcelains with five colors, Chengyao porcelain is the best. Its coloring is vivid, and some are better than those of painters. The painters are not only skilled, but also use fine materials."
Du Ruo held the porcelain bowl with a serious expression. This piece of porcelain was indeed authentic, but it was because it was authentic that there was a problem.
After putting the porcelain into the brocade box, Du Ruo stood up and said, "I'll take this back and look at it slowly. You guys go and get busy first."
Master Zheng frowned, "Mr. Du, I have already confirmed this item. It is authentic. I have discussed with everyone and want to use this piece of porcelain as a press scroll. I am afraid it is not appropriate for you to take it away now, right?"
He vaguely felt that Du Ruo and Mr. Yuan had an unusual relationship, but Master Zheng was unhappy to let such a young woman ride on their heads.
Originally I thought it was just a formality and it would be ok if he gave in a little, since it was because he had a special relationship with the boss. But I couldn't let it delay the important matter now.
Du Ruo stopped walking with the golden box in hand and said, "Just do whatever Mr. Yuan tells you to do. If you have any questions, just come to me."
Master Zheng stood up suddenly and said, "This is not a matter for anyone to look for. You are delaying the normal operation of the auction house. Mr. Yuan only asked you to check the quality. I want to ask Mr. Du now, is this porcelain a fake?"
Du Ruo looked calm: "No, but I need further verification. This porcelain cannot be auctioned today!"
Master Zheng was so angry that his face turned red. "Since it is not a fake, President Du has no right to stop it from being auctioned. I am in charge of the auction house. President Du is only responsible for inspecting the goods. Please don't interfere in other matters."
Du Ruo sat back on the sofa and picked up the phone: "There is something wrong with one of the porcelains here. I need to take it back for further verification. Master Zheng disagrees."
Yuan Tingchuan's voice came from the phone: "Then take it to the back and I'll take a look at it when I get back in the evening."
Master Zheng was anxious: "Mr. Yuan, this is the first item we ordered to be auctioned..."
"Then change it."
Yuan Tingchuan's voice was very crisp, and he hung up the phone right after he finished speaking.
Master Zheng's face turned pale with anger. He glared at Du Ruo, turned around and left. Since Mr. Yuan had spoken, it could not be changed. There was no point in staying.
Du Ruo was thoughtful. Why was Master Zheng so eager to auction this porcelain? Just like Yuan Tingchuan said, the Yuan family's auction house had no shortage of things. This incident happened suddenly and no one knew about it. What was the problem if it was not auctioned? Why was he so eager?
Du Ruo looked at the porcelain on the tea table and her brows furrowed even more tightly. Is this the one she has seen before?
Yuan Tingchuan drank a little wine today, and walked into the living room with a lazy feeling. He was obviously a little annoyed. As soon as he entered the door, he pulled at the buttons of his suit. He pulled twice but failed. He got angry and was about to use force. A white hand reached out from the side and gently stroked his hand. It was Du Ruo.
Du Ruo pushed Yuan Tingchuan's hand away, unbuttoned his clothes, and helped him take off his suit and hang it up. Turning around, she saw the man handing her the cuffs of his shirt and looking at her eagerly.
She smiled, this man.
I unbuttoned the sleeves of my shirt, rolled up my cuffs, and was held in the man's arms. My nose was filled with the familiar smell of perfume, a light mixture of tobacco and turmeric, very tempting, and also a hint of red wine.
Perhaps because there were too many troubles in recent days, both of them were a little tired. It was a rare opportunity for them to hug each other quietly, immersing themselves in each other's feelings.
Yuan Tingchuan tightened his arms. He had long wanted to hug the woman he loved, but ever since the cards were revealed, he felt a little restrained and didn't know how to break the distance between them.
Now, he quietly buried his head in the neck of the woman in his arms, his nose filled with the long-lost fragrance, which gradually calmed his restless heart.
The man was a little weak after drinking, and half of his body weight was leaning on Du Ruo. Du Ruo pushed him and said, "It's too heavy. Go sit on the sofa. I'll make you a cup of tea."
The drunk man was a bit shameless and held Du Ruo tightly. When he saw Du Ruo pushing him away, he bit Du Ruo's neck in dissatisfaction.
Du Ruo had no choice but to half-drag him to the sofa and let him sit down. Yuan Tingchuan pushed her onto the sofa with force, his voice was vague and hoarse: "Ruoruo, mine."
Du Ruo's unspoken voice was drowned out between her lips and teeth. The man's hot palms engulfed her layer by layer like a burning flame, domineering and powerful, with a hint of unspoken grievance.
The woman's fair palm gently stroked the man's neck, as if soothing a beast, and the result was very gratifying. The restless man's emotions gradually calmed down, leaving only small kisses falling.