The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Prey (one more)

Jiang Chunlan's eyes are full of trust in her: "Is there a problem with this porcelain?"

Daffodil basin, as the name suggests, formed an oval shape with four symmetrical cloud-shaped soles at the bottom. It was a flower pot of the Song Dynasty. However, due to its exquisiteness and firing formula, it has been lost, and the current Songru kiln porcelain is of great value.

Madam Gu's eyes looked at Ming Jing with a bit of disdain: "Miss Zhu, you may not know that no one at the Jade auction house can fill up with fakes, unless he doesn't want to live anymore. I think you are young. You only understand the fur, so don't show off in front of Mrs. Jiang."

Ms. Jiang likes to collect antiques, and she is considered one of the best. How can she be compared with a fifteen or six-year-old girl with her years of vision.

Ms. Jiang did not see the problem, what can you see?

It seems that Mrs. Jiang's eyesight is not good anymore, she actually values an embroidered pillow with no conservatism!

was questioned, the mirror complexion did not have any shame, and it was still light and breezy.

It seemed that Mrs. Gu was pretentious.

Mrs. Gu coldly snorted, let me see how you end up.

Ms. Jiang did not speak, she fixedly looked at Ming Jing, waiting for her answer.

Mrs. Shen smiled and glanced at Mrs. Gu: "What's the rush, Miss Zhu hasn't spoken yet, and foreign auction houses are not a good thing. Maybe it's because we are stupid and ignorant of the goods, and deliberately use fakes to earn our money. What about the money."

The two of you quarreled with each other, Madam Gu said that Madam Shen couldn't, so she turned her lips aside.

Mingjing looked at the daffodil basin in his hand, and said lightly: "The sky has rained over the sky and the clouds**, such a color will appear, the Northern Song Emperor Song Huizong saw sky blue in his dream, and the Ru Kiln has become famous all over the world!"

Speech's words fell, and all four people present were stunned.

Jiang Chunlan beamed with joy and glanced at Ming Jing appreciatively.

Ms. Shen smiled and said: "Let me just say it, I wish Miss I must know what to do, and don't come to the conclusion too early."

"Ru Kiln porcelain is famous for its azure color. This Ru Kiln narcissus basin is covered with azure glaze, which is evenly distributed. The walls are thin and the soles are slightly thick. There is a faint green color, and a faint pink color appears at the thinner edges and corners of the glaze. There are six small nail marks on the soles of the feet. This is a typical feature of Ru kiln porcelain firing."

Ding Jing's voice sounded faintly in the living room, and everyone followed her observations and found that they were really exactly the same.

"So, is there any problem?" Madam Gu asked back.

Dingjing raised the daffodil basin, and the sunlight that had just been covered by the dark clouds, the clouds opened and the fog scattered, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the stratosphere and sprinkled bright light.

"The reason why azure is precious is its unavailability. It has extremely high requirements for temperature, light, humidity and fire conditions. It is said that ancient craftsmen would burn azure glaze during the rainy season, and the kiln can be opened after the rain is clear. The rain is too heavy and too humid, the color is not transparent enough, the rain is small, and the humidity is not enough, it is too light and dull. However, the rain in nature is often uncontrollable. Craftsmen can only fire day after day, and wait patiently. The rain that does not know when will come will be able to meet the azure blue of the sky at the moment when the kiln is opened."

It's the first time that Mrs. Shen heard this statement and nodded: "It sounds pretty romantic. Isn't there a song that says that? The sky is waiting for the rain, and I'm waiting for you. That's how she came."

"The sky green glaze color of Ruguan kiln will change differently under different illumination and different angles. Observed in a well-lit place, the color will turn blue and yellow, just like when the clouds are clear and the clouds are cleared after rain. , The golden sunlight shining from the clear sky, while in the dimly lit places, the color is blue and blue, just like clear lake water."

Mingjing said, the gentle and ethereal voice easily calmed everyone's irritability. She is a patient explainer, and everyone listens very carefully.

This knowledge is actually very easy to find information on the Internet, but today Mrs. Jiang invited her to come and only said that it was an appraiser, but did not say that it was Ru Kiln porcelain. Therefore, it is impossible for her to check the information in advance. It proved that she was so familiar with this knowledge, so she was able to grasp it at her fingertips.

"Zhou Hui of the Southern Song Dynasty recorded in the "Qingbo Magazine" "It is forbidden to burn in the Ru Kiln Palace, and there is agate powder inside as glaze. Based on this clue, later generations discovered that one of the recipes for Ru kiln glaze is to use agate powder to glaze, so that the glaze produces oblique slices of Liao Ruochen star at different angles. Bubbles of different sizes reflect different light. Different colors are produced, but the specific formula of the glaze has been lost. Modern researchers constantly adjust the proportion of the glaze, but they can no longer produce the sky blue of the Song Dynasty."

"The color, glaze and dyeing of this narcissus basin are all top-notch crafts. Even the addition of agate powder has been adjusted to the best ratio. I don't know how many fired to make this one succeed."

"Why can't I see anything? This color is exactly the same as the color you said in the sun, you see, in the sun, it is blue with yellow, like shining golden light, it is very beautiful, it is hard to describe in words The colors are so wonderful." Madam Shen exclaimed.

"This is the brilliance of the other party. This firing technique is enough to be fake and true, but it is ingenious and can never be better than natural." The girl's gentle voice fell softly to the ear, but everyone's mind was trembling.

No one dares to question the self-confidence of

"Telling a big pass is like saying nothing, but you prove that this is false? Have you seen the real one?" Madam Gu dismissed it.

Mingjing has indeed seen the real thing, in Ran Bowen's treasury.

This knowledge was also personally said by Ran Bowen.

The world only knows that Ran Bowen is cruel and ambitious, but he does not know that he is still a big collector.

His glorious deeds ruined a family for a secret color porcelain of the Tang Dynasty.

He was in the secret room, rubbing his treasures over and over again, telling her their history, and the ups and downs experienced in the turbulent years of thousands of years. Every antique is like a person with its own story.

"I got this azure daffodil flowerpot from the grandson of a squire of the Republic of China. He lost all his fortune in the casino. The gambler always thought he could come back, so he took out this heirloom to bet, but in the end he I still lost. In order to get it, I spent a month on the layout. People are greedy and never satisfied. The last bet that can be taken at the table is the gambler's own fate."

The man stroked the daffodil flowerpot, his eyes revealed a gentleness as if he was looking at his beloved woman.

"A Yu, you have to remember, if you want something, don't worry, patience is the eternal magic weapon to win."

So when the tip of the knife hit his chest, he would smile so ironically.

Born as a hunter, but didn't know that he was the biggest prey.

Ding Jing lowered her eyes and sighed away from the bottom of her eyes.

The slender white fingers brushed across the azure glaze, the slender white was more translucent, and the day was more blue and clear.

Bifeng green color, like jade but not jade.

"In addition to the glaze coloring formula ratio of the official kilns of the Song Dynasty, the other must be the control of the kiln change. The control speed of cooling directly affects the color of the glaze layer. If the cooling rate is higher than 1100°C, the effect is At the bottom of the glaze layer, small bubbles formed after high-temperature evaporation will appear at the bottom of the glaze layer. On the contrary, it is necessary to accelerate the cooling to prevent the reduced colored metal ions from re-oxidizing to the original state of existence to maintain the final azure color. In the Song Dynasty, it was monopolized by the court, and the craftsman's skill in kiln transformation had reached the point of perfection. This is impossible. Nowadays, craftsmen are driven by utilitarianism and are eager to achieve success. Not only do they have no such patience, they also fail to master the core. Although the technology can be fake, it is not the azure color of a thousand years ago."

The cold voice of the girl fell to the ground, like a jade bead, everyone looked at the mirror at the same time.

If Ruci's azure pigment is pure and elegant and precious, then her crescent eyebrows and autumn water eyes are gentle and simple, like a lotus with twelve petals.

Jiang Chunlan was taken aback for a moment, before Madam Shen and Madam Gu hadn't reacted, she told Zhou Xue: "Bring the magnifying glass."

Zhou Xue immediately took the magnifying glass and handed it to Jiang Chunlan.

Jiang Chunlan took a magnifying glass and scanned the bottom of the daffodil basin inch by inch. Finally, she looked up at the mirror and said in amazement, "Really not."

Mrs. Gu was stunned, "This doesn't explain much..."

Mrs. Shen shook her head: "Ms. Zhu understands what the ancient court monopolized technology. Craftsmen choose one from a thousand. It is not the same as modern technology. Color can be copied, but the control method of kiln changes cannot be copied. Although I don't know anything about this aspect, I heard Miss Zhu explain clearly, what else can be questioned, Miss Zhu is young and knowledgeable. Today is really an eye-opener for me.” Madam Shen sincerely admired her eyes. Revealing a deep appreciation.

Ding Jing was not arrogant or rash, and said lightly: "Madam is too good. Ming Jing just heard the ancestors mention it. If you listen to it, you can't count it."

"No, you are too humble." Jiang Chunlan raised her head and looked at her, frowning, her expression a bit sullen.

She was actually deceived. If it weren't for today's glaring eyes, she would have spent the wrong money.

As far as Ming Spiegel knows, there are many black-hearted industries in the auction house, and a specialized industry chain has been formed. Such situations are very common, and the counterparty is also very skilled in fraud. It is a pity that the people encountered are Ming Spiegel.

But she will not remind Jiang Chunlan of these, Jiang Chunlan can find out by herself.

"This ancestor mentioned by Miss Zhu? Who is it? Tell me so that we all know and know each other? Longer insight." Mrs. Shen asked.

I heard that she was a little nun on Mount Baitou three months ago. Where did she come from? This girl is full of evil, too weird.

The mystery and mystery that those rich wives passed on her, how true or false are they?

Ming Jing smiled faintly: "Madam disappointed, this person has passed away."

Mrs. Shen wonders whether there is such a person or not. Maybe all of this was compiled by her, and it is impossible to verify it with her mouth.

I can only say that this girl is too foolish with this mouth.

As smart as Mrs. Jiang, she was also fooled in.

Jiang Chunlan instructed Zhou Xue: “Contacting the auction house and daring to get a fake to deceive me is really outrageous.”

Zhou Xue replied: "Madam, there is an auction in Jiangzhou tonight, and the Jiade Group is in charge of this auction."

Taking an antique at an auction is not something that can be taken away at that time. Especially in foreign countries, the procedures are very complicated. Jiang Chunlan shot something a month ago, and it was delivered to her only two days ago. In China, the procedures are It's much simpler.

Jiang Chunlan made a decisive decision, "It looks like we are going to crash the venue tonight."

Turning his head to look at Mingjing: "Come with me."

Ming Jing's brows frowned slightly, Jiang Chunlan asked: "Are you going to be okay tonight?"

Jiang Chunlan glanced at Zhou Xue, Zhou Xue seemed to remind him unconsciously: “Tonight's auction is an officially organized charity event. Mayor Shen, Secretary Gu, and some political and business celebrities will attend.”

Mrs. Shen nodded: "I heard my old Shen said that it seems to be helping the education of poor children in mountainous areas... I was going to go, now I'm looking for a companion."

Mingjing whispered, “My identity is...... on such a formal occasion.”

Jiang Chunlan held her hand: "You are my guest, who dares to say nothing."

Mrs. Shen smiled and said: "Yes, Mrs. Jiang is protecting you, what are you afraid of."

Mingjing nodded, "Then it's better to be respectful than fate."

The gaze passed over the faces of Zhou Xue and Jiang Chunlan, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised.

Everyone is a good actor in this scene.

Before getting into the car, Ming Jing glanced at Jiang Chunlan apologetically, and walked aside to connect with her mobile phone.

Jiang Chunlan smiled kindly, looking in the mirror and walking under a camphor tree, the white clothes fluttered, light and soft, elegant and graceful.

"Madam, as you might expect, Miss Zhu is smarter than you think."

"If I were not smart, I would not choose her." Jiang Chunlan curled up the corners of her lips, her eyes deep as the sea.

Zhou Xue hesitated to say something, and dropped her head in silence.

Mrs. 's mind is unpredictable.

"Ding Spiegel, I will come to you now, and wait for me at home." Tao Xingxing's excited voice came from the phone.

Mingjing looked at a cloud of dark clouds in the sky, and said lightly: "Sorry, stars, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the concert."

"Huh?" Tao Xingxing screamed in disappointment, without too much entanglement.

"I understand, you are a busy person now, and you are not interested in celebrities. I insisted on pulling you there, but you promised me before. If you make an appointment, you have to make up for me."

Ming Jing smiled: "Okay, what compensation do you want?"

Tao Xingxing "hmm" for a long time, "I haven't thought about it for the time being, I'll tell you when I think about it, you go ahead, I'll find my cousin to accompany me, huh."

Tao Xingxing hung up with a little temper, and then dialed another call.

"Hey, sister, are you busy tonight? I have tickets for Qu Feitai's concert. The person who promised me broke the appointment. You can go with me, okay~."

Tao Xianxian just came out of the Ye's Group building. After talking about the cooperation, she was refreshed, and she wanted to treat herself, so she came to pillow when she fell asleep.

"Okay, I just didn't get the ticket, my sister, you are really my lucky star."

A blue sports car parked in front of Tao Xianxian, Ye Sheng took off his sunglasses, curled his lips and chuckled, "Beauty, can I invite you to dinner?"

Tao slender eyebrows: "Sorry, I have an appointment tonight."

Ye Sheng was stunned, "male and female?"

Tao's slender eyes showed a little sly: "Man, young and super handsome, sorry, Shao Ye, I can only make an appointment."

The words fell before Ye Sheng changed his face, he quickly jumped into a taxi and left.

Between the star Qu Feitai and the greasy Master Ye, all fools know how to choose.

Ye Sheng slapped the steering wheel fiercely, "Who? Dare to steal a woman from me."

The car passed steadily in the evening traffic, but tonight the road in Jiangzhou seemed extremely crowded.

The number of traffic police at the intersection was also several times more than usual.

Mrs. Shen looked out the window and said, “It seems that a big star is holding a concert in Jiangzhou tonight. The popularity is very high. Jiangzhou's traffic is paralyzed because of him tonight. We came out later.”

Jiang Chunlan's eyes flickered: "Big star?"

Ms. Shen recalled: "It seems to be called a song... a sing singer, look at my memory."

"Qufeitai."

"Yes, yes, it turns out that Mrs. Jiang also knows him, it seems that the popularity is indeed quite high."

Jiang Chunlan grinned and smiled: "Juvenile idol, Chunfeng is proud."

The naughty little son of the composer has now become the star of Zhongxing Pengyue.

The memory of his last time was the stern look of the young man that night twelve years ago.

"I killed someone..."

Time can indeed change many things.

Ding Jing looked out the car window, and a group of girls bounced past an intersection.

On the young face is the excitement of seeing an idol.

On the flag held in his hand, the boy of Q Man and the striking name are painted.

Ming Jing thought of his portrait, exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)

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