Chapter 68 Fighting for Duan Inkstone
"Uh, I don't understand." Gu Ning said.
"Don't understand? If you don't understand, then why did you buy this Duan Inkstone so readily?" Mr. Fu accused with a hint of disappointment.
"Because of my rapport and my hunch, why don't I invite you two elders for tea and have Elder Yan give me some advice?" Gu Ning said.
Mr. Yan is an expert on antiques and has a special affection for them. Naturally, he welcomes everyone who comes to him for help in identification.
I just think going for tea is too troublesome and too polite, and it's unnecessary.
But seeing Gu Ning's confident look, as if he was sure that the Duan inkstone was real, Old Yan became even more curious and anxious, and his originally serious expression softened a lot.
If this Duan inkstone is genuine, it is indeed not suitable to be identified here, so I should say: "Okay"
Then, the group walked towards the teahouse nearby.
As there were several of us, we naturally needed a private room.
Before they sat down, Old Yan couldn't wait to speak: "Girl, hurry up and take out the Duan inkstone."
The Duan Inkstone had been in Gu Ning's hand the whole time, so as soon as Mr. Yan opened his mouth, Gu Ning handed it to him directly.
After taking the Duan inkstone, Mr. Yan began to observe it with ecstasy.
Mr. Fu and Gu Ning did not disturb him and just drank tea and waited.
Old Yan looked at it again and again, touched it again and again, wiped it again and again, and finally, his eyes gradually showed joy, then expectation, and finally excitement and joy: "It's real, it's real, this Duan inkstone was made during the Qianlong period by Zhang Wentao, a famous poet, calligrapher and painter, and the prefect of Laizhou. Moreover, this inkstone is definitely from an old mine."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Fu was also surprised and excited.
Such a genuine product was actually recognized by a little girl like Gu Ning at a glance, which made Old Yan even more surprised and curious. He asked, "Girl, is this really your hunch and premonition?"
To be honest, Mr. Yan didn't want to believe it, because her statement just now was very confident, as if she knew that this Duan inkstone was authentic.
Gu Ning knew that her reason was unconvincing, but she really didn't know much about antiques, so she had no choice but to insist, "Yes."
Elder Yan and Elder Fu still didn't believe it, but since the other party actually said so, they naturally didn't want to say too much, so they didn't ask too much.
Old Yan looked at the Duan Inkstone in his hand, and became more and more excited. He looked at Gu Ning with eager eyes: "Girl, do you want to sell this Duan Inkstone? If you do, I'll give you the market price."
Mr. Yan is not only an expert in antiques, but also an expert in calligraphy. Naturally, he is very fond of the four treasures of the study.
"This, this, this... Old Man Yan, girl Gu is mine. If you want to sell her, you should sell her to me first. You, you are not allowed to snatch her away." When Old Man Fu heard this, he could no longer sit still and stood up to snatch her away.
Although Mr. Fu is not as interested in antiques as Mr. Yan, he is also a fan.
Although he doesn't like to be pretentious, it's an old thing, so who cares what it is! The main thing is the significance of this collection.
The words "my people" made Gu Ning's eyes twitch violently. These words didn't sound right. Fortunately, the other party was an old man, otherwise, there would really be some misunderstandings!
Of course, Gu Ning knew what Mr. Fu meant. It was undoubtedly that the two of them knew each other, so he had priority.
Elder Yan immediately held the Duan Inkstone in his arms and glared at Elder Fu, saying, "Old Fu, you don't like to write, so why use the Duan Inkstone? It's just a waste."
"I don't like literary works, but I like antiques!" said Mr. Fu.
Old Yan was really afraid that Gu Ning would give him priority because he knew Old Fu, so he had to use his trump card: "If you don't grab it, I will give you a ten-year-old peach wine."
Hearing this, Mr. Fu's eyes lit up and he stopped arguing. However, he still bargained, "Two jars."
Old Yan frowned slightly, obviously reluctant and unwilling to give up.
But for the sake of the Duan Inkstone, he compromised, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, two jars is two jars."
Now, Mr. Fu was happy and sat back in his seat.
After arguing with Mr. Fu, Mr. Yan finally realized that the little girl had not agreed to sell it yet! "Well, little girl, can you sell it to Grandpa Yan?" Mr. Yan looked at Gu Ning eagerly, a little pitiful, as if the Duan inkstone was a piece of his flesh, and taking it back would be like cutting his flesh.
Mr. Yan at this moment is completely different from his serious appearance before!
One of the reasons why Gu Ning asked Mr. Yan to take a look was that he wanted to buy it for him.
Of course, she wasn't sure if he would want it, but she felt that since Mr. Yan was an expert on antiques, he would naturally be very fond of antiques and would not want to miss out if he came across an authentic piece.
"Of course," Gu Ning responded.
When Old Yan heard this, he was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, girl, I won't lie to you. This Duan inkstone was made during the Qianlong period. It belonged to Zhang Wentao, a famous poet, calligrapher and painter, and the prefect of Laizhou. The price is about five million. I will give you five million. No one will lose."
"Okay," Gu Ning responded readily. In fact, he didn't care who suffered a loss, as long as he could accept it.
"Hehe! Girl, if you find a bargain next time, you have to give it to me first!" Although Mr. Fu no longer argued with Mr. Yan, he was still a little unconvinced.
Gu Ning smiled and said, "Grandpa Fu gave up on the fight for the Duan Inkstone because of the two bottles of Peach Blossom Wine. I guess he likes drinking! I have a bottle of wine here. I wonder if Grandpa Fu is interested?"
As he spoke, Gu Ning took out the wine bottle he had just picked up from his backpack.
Both Mr. Yan and Mr. Fu were stunned. Because of the matter of the Duan Inkstone, their first thought was, could it be that they had found a bargain again?
If so, how lucky this girl must be! Or, she must have the ability.
Because Mr. Fu was sitting close to Gu Ning, as soon as she took it out, he immediately reached out to grab it and looked at it again and again.
But because he was only half-baked and couldn't see clearly, he immediately asked Old Yan to take a look: "Old Yan, take a quick look."
Because he had doubts in his heart, Mr. Yan was already impatient, but he just didn't want to snatch it from Mr. Fu. When Mr. Fu handed it to him, Mr. Yan took it immediately.
The wine jar is round, with straight walls, a lid, a deep belly, animal-shaped ears with rings in their mouths, and three legs underneath. It is the shape of a wine jar from the Tang Dynasty.
Then look at the material and logo.
Mr. Fu watched Mr. Yan's appraisal nervously. He wanted to ask several questions, but was afraid to disturb him.
Mr. Yan became more and more excited, and finally said: "Yes, it is a palace wine jar from the Tang Dynasty, when Wu Shi was in power..."
"What? Is it true?" Mr. Fu jumped up excitedly when he heard it.
Seeing this, Gu Ning couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Mr. Fu. He was really afraid that he would fall!
"Yes, absolutely. The museum also has several Tang Dynasty court wine jars. I am very familiar with them." said Mr. Yan.
"Hahahaha! This time it's really to my taste." Old Fu laughed excitedly. Fearing that Old Yan would compete with him, he snatched the wine bottle away. Gu Ning was left laughing and crying, and even Old Yan was speechless.
(End of this chapter)
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