Chapter 165: Yongle Blue and White Porcelain Plate

The stall owner picked up a blue enamel porcelain vase from the side and highly recommended it.

"Look at the color, how beautiful it is. This is a peacock blue enamel porcelain vase from the Qianlong period, once used by the emperor. I'd like to give it a discount. How about two thousand?"

A smile flashed in Du Ruo's eyes.

"The color is quite beautiful, but this one is too old. It won't look good on the desk. I think this porcelain plate is good. It's new enough."

The stall owner...

He really wanted to say that I was selling antiques, sister. After looking at the two people's clothes, I thought, okay, the rich man is the boss.

Du Ruo took the plate in her hand and looked at it over and over again. She really couldn't confirm this thing. It was too new and shiny, just like the new plates sold in the store. She looked at the bottom of the plate and found that there was no pattern on it. This...

But she clearly saw the violent movements above the two people's heads...

Yuan Tingchuan lifted the hem of his trousers with his hands, squatted down beside Du Ruo, and took the porcelain plate from Du Ruo's hand. He looked at it very seriously, nodded after a long while, and said, "It's just right for making dumplings at home."

Du Ruo understood and said to the boss, "How much?"

The boss was wondering in his heart, these two people don't look like local tycoons, they don't look like they are rich, his eyes flashed: "This is a Ming Yongle blue and white plate, one hundred thousand."

"Do I need a plate worth one hundred thousand yuan to put a dumpling in it?" Du Ruo muttered as he put the plate down, stood up, turned around and left.

Yuan Tingchuan held her arm, turned around and said to the boss: "My wife really likes this plate. Five hundred yuan, if you sell it to us, we will buy it. You know that antiques have inscriptions on the bottom. Do you know the quality of this thing?"

This is also a concern for the boss. In fact, he has already taken this plate to be appraised, and everyone said it was fake. The reason is very simple: it is too new, it has no model, and no one knows what era it is from.

The boss gritted his teeth and decided to sell it.

"Okay, take it." Five hundred yuan is not a small amount. If it were really put in a grocery store, it would be worth five dollars.

Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan took a walk and just returned to the county guesthouse. Chen Hong was already standing at the door.

A woman is weak, but a mother is strong. Chen Hong's face was firm, and she said calmly, "We are divorced, and the child is mine, but I don't have a penny. I am here to ask you to give me a way to live."

Du Ruo opened the door and gestured for him to come in.

After everyone was seated, Chen Hong said calmly, "My family used to run a porcelain factory, and we've been making porcelain for generations, but I haven't mastered my craft for more than a decade, so I need to slowly get used to it. I can't lie to you."

As she spoke, she took out a dozen silver dollars from her pocket and put them on the tea table.

"The only valuable things I have are these few silver dollars. They are old family items that I keep as souvenirs. I know they are not worth much, but they are my sincerity. I will return the rest of the money to you later."

Silver Yuan is also called "Yuan Yin" and commonly known as "Ocean". It originated in Europe in the 15th century and is the main currency in circulation in silver standard countries. The Qing government first minted "Qianlong Treasure" in the 58th year of Qianlong's reign, and officially minted "Guangxu Yuanbao" in the 16th year of Guangxu's reign, which was later called "Longyang".

Among the dozen silver dollars from Chen Hong, one silver dollar caught Du Ruo's attention, she picked it up, took a look at it, and handed it to Yuan Tingchuan.

Yuan Tingchuan held the silver dollar between his fingertips and raised his eyebrows.

Du Ruo said: "This silver dollar is extraordinary. Are you sure you want to give it to me?"

Chen Hong looked at the silver dollar in surprise. She was an expert in porcelain and didn't know much about these miscellaneous items.

Yuan Tingchuan's deep voice echoed in the room: "This is the Qianlong Tibetan Panchen Lama silver coin. It is the first commemorative silver coin minted during the Qianlong reign and engraved with Panchen Lama's head. Although it cannot be said to be priceless, it is also very collectible. Are you sure you want to sell it?"

Chen Hong stood up excitedly. She stuttered and couldn't speak. After a long while, she cried and laughed and said, "God has opened his eyes. He will not destroy us mother and son. Sell it. I want to sell it."

Since they are all family, Du Ruo did not hide anything: "Sell this thing to me now, and I will give you 500,000, but it will definitely appreciate in value in the future, just don't regret it."

"I don't regret it, never regret it." Money is dead, but people are alive. As long as she can save her son's life, she will not regret it even if this thing is worth a huge price in the future.

Du Ruo took Chen Hong and her son back to the provincial capital and placed them in the Second Hospital of the Provincial Capital. She then called her acting secretary to ask him to take care of them, and then she returned home with Yuan Tingchuan.

After arriving home, Du Ruo couldn't wait to bring out her "dumpling plate".

The large blue and white plate on the tea table is dignified and beautiful, with smooth and natural lines.

During the reign of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, the country was at its peak, and the technology for firing porcelain continued to improve. Its porcelain had fine body and glaze, rich blue color, and beautiful patterns. Together with Xuande blue and white porcelain, it is said to have ushered in the golden age of Chinese blue and white porcelain.

The young boss was worried because the large blue and white plate had no bottom mark, but he didn't know that this was exactly what proved the porcelain was authentic. One of the ways to identify Ming Yongle blue and white porcelain is because it has no bottom mark.

Du Ruo's eyes sparkled. What a great thing! If it is kept for another ten years, it will be worth at least nine figures. It is really well preserved and brand new.

I think it is because the original owner loved it so much and treasured it for hundreds of years, which makes it look less like an antique.

This is really the biggest surprise of this trip.

The Yongle blue and white porcelain is very particular about the body, and the shapes are very regular. The porcelain body is refined with great attention. The body is pure, with very few impurities, and the texture is fine. The body is of moderate thickness, and it is delicate and dignified, lighter than that of the Hongwu Dynasty, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

Du Ruo sat facing it for a long time, and Yuan Tingchuan dragged her away helplessly.

"You've seen it before, haven't you? Didn't you see it at the auction house?"

"How can it be the same? It's not mine. This is my thing."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me you liked it earlier, I would have given it to you."

"Don't you understand? I just like my stuff."

Yuan Tingchuan held her in his arms and whispered in her ear with a smile: "Then I am yours too. You like me too."

Du Ruo raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile: "It's mine, I like them all."

She does have this little problem, which is that she thinks her own things are better than other people's things, and she likes the same things more, such as the man in front of her.

The next morning, Du Ruo packed up the Yongle blue and white porcelain plate and planned to take it to the Antique City, when he received a call from Secretary Li.

"Boss Du, something happened. The Yaobian Tianmu Bowl is missing."