When Gu Wei and Jin Hong arrived at a street near the South Bridge, they found it to be quite lively.
Outside some houses, groups of two or three people gathered to cool off and chat, while some children played and ran around.
Jin Hongda gripped the handlebars with one hand, pointed to a house overlooking the mountains ahead, and said, "Brother Gu, that's the house."
Gu Wei hummed in agreement.
When they arrived at their destination, they nimbly dismounted from their bicycles.
Through the half-open, light-colored wooden gate, Gu Wei could see part of the courtyard and the houses.
My first impression was that this must be a clean, efficient, and responsible family.
The two pushed the cart into the doorway together. Before they could even call out, someone lifted the curtain made of calendars and came out.
He was a young man in his early twenties, not very tall, with regular features.
He recognized Jin Hongda as the person who had come to the house before, and quickly turned around to say to the people inside, "Grandpa, the person who wants our old things has arrived."
"Keep your voice down! Do you want everyone to know?" A hoarse yet authoritative voice came from inside the room.
The young man shrank his neck, then smiled at Gu Wei and the others, saying, "Please come inside, gentlemen."
Before Gu Wei arrived, he had already heard Jin Hongda give a general account of the Fu family's situation.
I guess the young man in front of me is their grandson who is getting married.
He smiled and said okay.
The two crossed the threshold and entered the house, where they were led to sit in the living room.
Gu Wei noticed that the layout of this house was the same as Li Bin's house.
All of them have a long corridor leading directly to the kitchen as soon as you enter.
There is a huge glass panel above the firewalls in the living room and bedroom.
I saw an elderly man with completely white hair bending over to get something in the room.
Gu Wei withdrew his gaze, sat up straight, and waited patiently.
Not long after, Old Fu came over carrying a box.
Gu Wei felt that the old man had an air of authority that commanded respect without anger, and his large ears suggested a long life.
Old Fu also sized up Gu Wei, somewhat surprised that the person who came with him was a refined young man who didn't seem like the type to do this kind of work.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It doesn't matter."
Old Fu placed the box on the square table and then opened it.
He pulled out something wrapped in several layers of cloth.
As the layers unfolded, revealing two chicken cups, Gu Wei's expression changed slightly.
He had recently been cramming on knowledge about porcelain, so he naturally knew about the Chenghua chicken cup that was once famous for its sky-high price of 280 million yuan.
The Doucai Chicken Cup is less than the size of a palm and was fired during the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. It is called the Chicken Cup because it is decorated with roosters and hens on its walls.
Because the chicken cup was an imperial item, only the emperor could use it, and it also required extremely high forging techniques, very few have survived to the present day.
Only 19 Ming Chenghua doucai chicken cups exist in the world, four of which are in the hands of private collectors, and the rest are in museum collections.
There are imitations of the Chenghua mark from the reigns of the Jiajing, Longqing, and Wanli emperors of the Ming Dynasty and the Kangxi, Yongzheng, and Qianlong emperors of the Qing Dynasty.
Gu Wei was unsure which category the two creatures in front of him belonged to.
Anyway, the body is thin and delicate, the glaze is smooth and clear, and the light transmission is very good, which is his intuitive feeling as a layman.
Old Fu glanced at his grandson, who was craning his neck and looking expectant, with a complicated expression, before saying to Gu Wei, "You should have heard about the situation. If it weren't for the wedding of my child, I wouldn't be willing to exchange these old items... Let me make it clear beforehand, you need two of those quartz watches to exchange for my pair. Don't even think about exchanging one for two!"
Gu Wei didn't care at all about how the old man wanted to exchange it. He was eager to hold it in his hands and examine it, but he certainly couldn't show it on his face. He politely asked, "May I take a look at your cup first?"
Old Fu gestured for him to proceed.
Gu Wei picked the one on the left and carefully held it in her hand.
When you see the inscription "Made in the Kangxi Reign of the Qing Dynasty" in regular script, which reads in three lines and six characters, on the bottom of the cup.
Gu Wei's gaze sharpened.
If it's a genuine replica, it should be quite valuable.
After looking at it repeatedly for a long time, he gently put it back.
Old Fu stared intently at him: "How is it?"
Gu Wei deliberately feigned skepticism and tentatively asked, "Is this a genuine replica?"
Old Fu said with certainty, "Of course it's true! This was passed down from my ancestors. There were actually four, but the other two were not well preserved and broke when we moved."
Upon hearing this, Gu Wei felt a sense of regret.
However, after observing Lao Fu's subtle expressions, he felt that what he said might not be true.
Many people who want to sell old items like to make up stories to make them seem authentic.
He didn't care what was going on inside; getting his hands on the two in front of him was the priority.
Gu Wei traded two watches for a pair of cups.
Unlike his beaming smile and the overjoyed Fu family grandson.
Old Fu was clearly reluctant to part with it.
Finally, he gently touched the two meaningful cups one last time before sighing, closing his eyes, and turning his back.
It's as if out of sight, out of mind.
After parting ways with Jin Hongda, Gu Wei immediately returned to the modern world.
He first went online to research a lot of information about the imitation chicken cups made during the Kangxi period.
After that, they spent half a day identifying it using some methods.
Gu Wei stroked the small, exquisite chicken cup.
Although I haven't gone to Lao Guo for an assessment yet, I feel it should be accurate.
Maybe we've found a bargain again!
I must say, finding bargains is quite addictive; no wonder so many people are hooked on it.
Later, seeing that it was getting late, Gu Wei packed up and went back to the 84th.
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