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"We can look for wood carvings."
He Yuheng narrowed her eyes. There was nothing else she was interested in.
Hence, he got up with his things and walked to another stall.
In the darkness, He Yuheng used his hand to cover his pocket. The ancient coins and rhinoceros horn bowl in his pocket were immediately transferred into the space.
Soon, He Yuheng found something good.
A row of snuff bottles.
Good heavens, this thing was rare and precious.
Snuff bottles could be said to be one of the pinnacle of Chinese porcelain. They were known as pocket-sized works of art that gathered many crafts.
Among the porcelain products, the largest one that the general public had seen was probably the huge mallet bottle placed next to the television. As for the small ones, this snuff bottle was one of the best.
However, in reality, it was not easy for craftsmen to make crafts, regardless of whether they were big or small. It was the accumulation of their blood, sweat, and tears, as well as time.
Porcelains that were too large were prone to instability. The smaller ones were prone to uneven heating, and it was difficult to paint on the surface.
Therefore, the smaller the snuff bottle, the more expensive it was.
Another reason was that there was no place to buy good things. These things were all stored up by the old masters. Because they were small and expensive, those Eight Banners descendants were unwilling to sell them unless they ran out of supplies.
This thing was most common in the Qing Dynasty. If it was from the Ming Dynasty, it would either be fake or of poor quality.
Sometimes, it wasn't that the older the dynasty, the better. This snuff bottle was only made in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. The craftsmanship was not mature enough, and the finished product was not beautiful enough.
In the Qing Dynasty, the development of craftsmanship gradually matured, and with the help of the Enamel Color Technique, the snuff bottles produced were beautiful in shape, colorful, and diverse. They were works of art that could make people fall for them at a glance.
But this thing was the easiest to fake.
The period of the Republic of China was the peak of the imitation of antiques, or rather, it was the peak of the imitation of all antiques at that time. Some people forged antiques to protect the authenticity, keeping the real ones and selling the fake ones to foreigners. As for the other group of people, they simply saw that it was profitable and used such indecent means to satisfy their desire for money.
It was the easiest way to collect porcelain in the dark, but there was no other way. Even if the conditions were limited, he could not let go of something he liked.
He Yuheng squatted down and looked at each of them carefully under the faint light.
"Boss, can I help you?"
"Lun Yuan!"
"Then forget it!"
After saying that, He Yuheng stood up and turned around to leave. The stall owner was not angry nor did he shout. The black market was like this. They came and went according to fate.
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He continued to stroll around. Countless objects of all kinds dazzled him for a moment. This place was a paradise for any antique lover, and He Yu became more and more annoyed as she walked around.
"Next time, put ten to twenty torchlights in the space!”
He Yuheng thought angrily.
Soon, He Yuheng's unhappiness from not bringing a flashlight was diverted by what he saw.
There was another row of snuff bottles on the stall in front. He Yuheng came to the stall excitedly.
"Can you use it?"
"Do as you please, just be careful!”
"Good!"
He Yuheng did not pick up the snuff bottle directly. Instead, he looked at the pile of ancient books.
However, these were He Yuheng's weaknesses. This was why he insisted on learning from the Nine Gates Inspector. He wanted to fill in the knowledge that he did not have.
Before he transmigrated, there were many experts who appreciated famous people's calligraphy and paintings, but there were very few experts who appreciated ancient books and rare books.
Han Chunming would be a genius in this area in the future. In his collection, there were countless ancient books. This also indirectly showed that the Nine Gates Inspector taught him well.
What He Yuheng was good at was spring treasure and jade.
It turned out that the teacher who taught him back then had married a wife from Myanmar. Myanmar was rich in jade, so it was also called the Jade Country by the Chinese.
Master's wife was born in a warlord family that sold raw jade. As the eldest disciple of his master, He Yuheng was able to gain the upper hand and follow her to the real jade mine to experience digging for jade.
In the teacher's words, with He Yuheng's current eyesight, after staying in this jade mine for five years, he could go to any jewelry store and become a jade consultant.
He Yuheng was also good at carving bamboo teeth and wood horns. These were considered family skills.
He Yuheng's hometown was the most famous woodcarving industry in the country. He Yuheng's next-door neighbor made mahogany. He played there since he was young and learned a lot of craftsmanship.
He Yuheng returned all his attention to the snuff bottle. He picked up one beside him and carefully examined it.
This was a fake. After taking a few glances, He Yuheng quickly came to a conclusion.
It was not accurate to say that it was fake. In the antique shop, it was more accurate to say that it was "new" and "old" for porcelain.
Why were there so many things in the antique shop that were not fake?
In essence, antiques were objects. The blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty was porcelain, and so was the blue and white porcelain of the Qing Dynasty. The porcelain produced in the Qing Dynasty was newer than the porcelain produced in the Yuan Dynasty.
The fire from the newly made porcelain was even more intense.
They used the raw materials and craftsmanship of the past. The difference was that the production year was different.
If the raw materials were not the raw materials used to make the item, it could be called forgery.
For example, when a rhinoceros horn bowl was bought, the merchant said that it was made of rhinoceros horn, but it turned out to be made of cow horn. This was called fake because the raw materials were wrong.
Wood produced the most counterfeit goods. For example, red sandalwood. Everyone knew that red sandalwood was the most expensive red sandalwood, but the black sandalwood that others took out was fake.
The snuff bottle in He Yuheng's hand was new, and there was still a flame on it.
The fire was the dazzling glaze on the surface of the porcelain. If the porcelain was left for a long time or played with for a long time, the surface would settle down and form a layer of patina, which would cover the fire.
The formation of this patina required the baptism of time before it would settle down. Five years was the starting point, and ten years was the beginning of the results.
There was another meaning behind the fire. The fire was also called the thief's light, and the latter was a contemptuous term.
If someone said that this thing had a flame, it was to save face for you. If it was a thief's light, it would be pointing at your nose and scolding you, you thief-looking dog.
Every industry has its own strange yet boring terms. When you understand the meaning behind them, you will only feel that they are wonderful and interesting.
After putting down this new item, He Yuheng picked up the next snuff bottle and recognized it for a long time before realizing that it was Yongzheng's.
"Interesting!"
It was almost full of mistakes, but He Yuheng immediately decided to buy it.
"Can I have a hand, please?"
"Just take one yuan!"
"You should know this too. Two cents!”
Even if he had the money to buy it, he couldn't be a sucker. In this day and age, a good porcelain bowl only cost twenty cents. If he were to fire it now, it wouldn't be a problem to sell it for fifty cents. The raw materials were also expensive.
"That won't do. One yuan!"
"It's up to you whether you want to sell it or not. A big bowl only costs twenty cents. It's not appropriate for you to take one piece, right?”
He Yuheng said angrily, but as soon as he said this, many people around him looked over. He Yuheng immediately pulled his collar and subconsciously used a modern bargaining tone. It was just a competition of voices, but he forgot that this was a ghost market.
He Yuheng quickly squatted down, and only then did the gazes around him turn back. He heaved a sigh of relief and then looked at the boss angrily."Add another ten cents, three cents, no more.”
"Alright, alright, take it away!"
He Yuheng quickly gave the money and left.
Then, he quickly found a corner and put the snuff bottle into the spiritual spring space.
The spirit spring space had its own light. Unfortunately, He Yuheng had to put it in to see it. It was not convenient to use it in public, so it did not matter if he went back and looked carefully.
A few hours had passed since He Yuheng started strolling around. There were still a few hours before dawn.
Tonight's harvest was quite plentiful, and he returned home satisfied.
She tiptoed back to her room. As soon as she lay down, He Yuheng impatiently took out the snuff bottle that still had some warmth left in it and carefully examined it under the light of the spirit spring.
Why was it so rare to buy a new product that was full of flaws?
This was because this thing was rare, but it was also rare. There were too many places where it could be messed with. He Yuheng carefully planned that in a few decades, this thing could be used as a model.
This snuff bottle was like the math teacher's collection of math mistakes in school. It could be used for daily practice or end-of-term preparation.
This snuff bottle was a classic collection of wrong questions.
In history, there was something called the " wrong version." For example, there were wrong versions of ancient coins. It was because the production workers accidentally made a mistake when they were making the template, and only after they made it did they realize that it could not be used. This type of ancient coin was worth millions.
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