The stall owner picked up a blue enameled porcelain vase from the side and strongly recommended it.
"Look at this color, how beautiful! This is a Qianlong peacock blue enamel porcelain vase, once used by the emperor. I'd like to give you 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 nice. It's new enough."
The stall owner...
He really wanted to say, "I'm selling antiques, sister." He looked at the two people's clothes and thought, "Okay, the rich are 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, shiny and bright, exactly the same as the new plates sold in the store. She looked at the bottom of the plate and didn't even have a pattern on it. This...
But she clearly saw the violent fluctuations above the two people's heads...
Yuan Tingchuan lifted the hem of his trousers with his hand, 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 to make dumplings when we get home."
Du Ruo understood and said to the boss, "How much?"
The boss was wondering, these two people don't look like local tycoons, and their temperaments don't look like them. His eyes flashed: "This is a large blue and white porcelain plate from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, 100,000."
"Do I need a plate worth one hundred thousand dollars to serve dumplings?" Du Ruo muttered as he put the plate down, stood up and turned to leave.
Yuan Tingchuan grabbed her arm and turned to the boss and said, "My wife really likes this plate. If you sell it to us for 500 yuan, we'll buy it. You know that antiques always have inscriptions on the bottom. Do you know the value of this thing?"
This was also a source of worry for the boss. In fact, he had already taken the plate for appraisal, and everyone said it was fake. The reason was very simple: it was too new, had no mark on it, and no one knew what era it was from.
The boss gritted his teeth and decided to sell it.
"Okay, take it." Five hundred coins 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 showed a trace of determination, 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 out."
Du Ruo opened the door and gestured for him to come in.
After everyone was seated as host and guest, Chen Hong said calmly, "My family used to run a porcelain factory, and I've been making porcelain for generations. It's just that I haven't mastered my craft for more than ten years, 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 placed them on the coffee table.
"These few silver dollars are the only valuable things I have. They're old family items that I'm keeping as souvenirs. I know they're not worth much, but they're a token of my sincerity. I'll return the rest of the money to you later."
Silver dollar, also known as "round silver", commonly known as "ocean", originated in Europe in the 15th century. It is the main currency in circulation in countries with a silver standard. The Qing government first minted "Qianlong Treasure" in the 58th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign, and officially minted "Guangxu Yuanbao" in the 16th year of Emperor Guangxu's reign, which later became "Dragon Ocean".
Among the dozen or so silver dollars Chen Hong had, one caught Du Ruo's attention. She picked it up, took a look at it, and then 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 proficient 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 the Panchen Lama's portrait. 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. God will not abandon us mother and son. Sell, I want to sell."
Since they are all family, Du Ruo did not hide anything: "If you sell this thing to me now, 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, I will never regret it." Money is dead, people are alive. As long as she can save her son's life, she will not regret it even if this thing fetches a sky-high 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. He then called his acting secretary to take care of them before returning home with Yuan Tingchuan.
After arriving home, Du Ruo couldn't wait to take out her "dumpling plate".
The large blue and white plate on the coffee table is dignified and beautiful, with smooth and natural lines.
The period of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty was the peak of the Ming Dynasty's national strength, and the technology for firing porcelain continued to improve. Its body and glaze were fine, the blue color was rich and bright, and the patterns were beautiful. Together with the Xuande blue and white porcelain, it is known as the golden age of blue and white porcelain in China.
The small business owner was worried because the large blue and white plate had no bottom mark, but he didn't know that it was precisely because of this that the porcelain was proved to be authentic. One of the ways to identify Ming Yongle blue and white porcelain is because there is no bottom mark.
Du Ruo's eyes sparkled. What a good 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 was truly the biggest surprise of this trip.
Yongle blue and white porcelain pays great attention to the body repair, the shape of the vessel is very regular, and the porcelain body is refined with great care. The body is pure, contains very few impurities, has a fine texture, and is of moderate thickness. It is dexterous and dignified, and is lighter than that of the Hongwu Dynasty, making it pleasing to the eye.
Du Ruo sat facing it for a long time, and Yuan Tingchuan dragged her away helplessly.
"It's not like you haven't seen it before? Didn't you see it at the auction house?"
"How can that be the same? That'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 things are better than others, and she likes her own things more when it comes to the same things, 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 Yohen Tenmoku-zan is missing."
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