pappabearbooks Chapter 1970: The Countdown
Chapter 1970: The Countdown
For most collectors, the vast majority of private collections are products from after the Tang Dynasty.
The second is the user. The reason why the prices of products from official kilns and private kilns are very different is because official kilns are specially supplied to the imperial court.
Finally, of course, it is the amount of existence.
According to book records, the number of Hongxian porcelain is either [-] or [-], with the latter being more likely.
And who is Hong Xian porcelain for?
It is a big plaything. After going through the special period some time ago, most of the Hongxian porcelain was damaged, so that there are very few in existence. It would be good to see one in the museum.
The stall owner was still a little surprised. This young man was really powerful and had a unique vision. He was much better than he was when he was younger.
As for the identification method, Lin Ran did not elaborate on it, as it was a commercial secret.
I had already seen the fake one just now, but I didn't expect that there was an authentic one lurking not far away.
The stall owner's vision was actually not a problem. He could see that the porcelain had obvious traces of mechanical workmanship and was extremely even and smooth.
It's a pity that I still misjudged the age.
The stall owner stared at Lin Ran for a while without saying a word. He just packed the Hong Xian porcelain and slowly handed it to him.
Then, he laughed: "Little brother, there are not many young people with vision these days."
In fact, for stall owners, although this price is a bit low, for people like them who run street stalls, it is already a return on investment.
Lin Ran was polite to him and handed 100 yuan directly to the stall owner. He was very satisfied with the transaction.
Carrying two vases in his hands, Lin Ran decided to go home first.
Panjiayuan at night is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Maybe you will get something different next time you visit.
Lin Ran carried his things and walked towards the exit of Panjiayuan.
I didn’t carry a backpack today, so I had to carry it in my hand.
Fortunately, his car was parked not far away, so there was no need to worry.
The moment he turned around and left Panjiayuan, the previous stall owner and a few strong men holding cigarettes saw him.
They stood up pretending to be nonchalant and followed Lin Ran quietly towards the exit.
At this time, Lin Ran didn't realize that he was being watched.
After buying what he wanted, he came to the parking lot and remembered something.
"I helped my sister with some work today, but I didn't drive out!"
Lin Ran suddenly felt a headache.
He usually drives to Panjiayuan. After all, he wants to buy antiques from here. If he is too conspicuous, he will easily be spotted.
As a result, too many things happened today. First, I met a middle-aged woman and a little girl who smashed things, and then I met Ke Yu.
This coming and going made him confused for a moment, and he didn't even notice it until he drove over.
Looking at the tricycle parked at the door of Panjiayuan, Lin Ran scratched his cheek.
It’s too dangerous to ride back at night.
He decided to leave his car here, take a nearby bus to the store, and notify Guan Yun to pick him up.
On the way to the station we have to pass through a remote section of road.
Lin Ran was walking and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The footsteps behind him were a little hasty.
He looked back, but because it was too dark and the nearby street lights were dim, he couldn't identify who was following him.
There were five people in total, and they came with bad intentions.
Lin Ran was about to speed up and leave. Only fools would continue to wander slowly. They were obviously coming for him.
Seeing Lin Ran running away, the people behind him stopped pretending and chased after him.
They ran very fast and surrounded Lin Ran.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Ran looked at them coldly.
Only then did he notice that these people were not the same people who were around the stall owner who had an argument with the middle-aged woman earlier.
"Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now?"
"If you don't want to bleed, hand over what you have in your hand."
"Take out your wallet too."
After hearing their words, Lin Ran finally knew what happened.
This stall owner doesn't seem to be a business owner. It seems that if you buy something from him, you will only be robbed outside.
It’s a real abacus.
But the other party has a knife in his hand. If he doesn't obey, something may happen.
If it were an ordinary person, his legs would have been weak from fear by now.
But all Lin Ran had encountered were treacherous and evil people, and this kind of scene was no longer strange.
"Guys, I have something to say." At this time, you must not confront someone head-on. Saving your own life is the most important thing.
"Bring it to you." A strong man snatched the two vases from his hands. Without opening them, he put a knife on his neck and hooked his fingers.
Lin Ran knew what he meant, so he took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to him.
After getting the things, the strong man didn't make things difficult for him. He kicked him on the back and told him to get out of here.
After his life safety was guaranteed, Lin Ran did not stay where he was.
He sneered and watched the strong man leave.
They must have come prepared. Even if they called the police, they probably wouldn't be able to find anyone.
But Lin Ran is an ordinary person.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Lin Ran finally found the store of Shengshi Craftsmanship.
Wu You was counting today's income and was shocked when he saw Lin Ran.
He thought there were still customers so late, but when he saw it was the boss, he stood up immediately: "Mr. Lin, are you coming to the store so late?"
Lin Ran nodded and walked directly to his office.
I called Guan Yun. He originally wanted to inform Yang Jianlong about this matter. After all, Yang Jianlong still had some influence in Panjiayuan.
But then I thought about it and realized that these people were probably tomb robbers.
It's better to leave it to more professional people.
He turned around and called Liu Jingfeng.
Half an hour later, several cars parked in front of Panjiayuan.
In fact, the current ghost market is basically deserted by twelve o'clock.
Because at about four o'clock the next morning, many stall owners will come out, and before that there will be sanitation workers to deal with the garbage.
Tourists were coming out of Panjiayuan's home when they saw several cars parked at the door, approaching menacingly.
They stopped for a moment to see what was going on.
Lin Ran took the lead and walked in front, with Guan Yun standing behind him.
Immediately afterwards, there was a group of people dressed in black, whose attire was impossible to see clearly at night.
Seeing this posture, everyone knew that the situation was not good, and there was something fun to watch.
They also stopped and stood not far behind the man in black.
The stall owner who was buying ceramic tiles was the first to pass by. The stall owner was communicating with a customer. Seeing so many people, he frowned and put down what he was holding.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
"Business is closed, you can leave." The stall owner took out a short knife from the stall and followed the man in black quietly.