pappabearbooks Chapter 574 Take you to visit Houhai Antique Street
Chapter 574 Take you to visit Houhai Antique Street
Anyway, I have said what I need to say and done what I need to do. As for how Geng Lao and Ye Lao identify the authenticity of these two paintings, that is their business.
After Chen Yang did this, there was no need to continue the technical seminar. After Wang Xiang announced the adjournment of the meeting, he angrily left with his hands behind his back. Chen Yang picked up the speech he left on the table and couldn't help but read it for a while. The corner of his mouth smiled.
"You kid, you can show your face everywhere. I can't take you out with me anymore!" Song Qingyun walked to the stage and said to Chen Yang with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Chen Yang looked at Song Qingyun and smiled slightly, then shook off the speech with his hand, "Look, it's the 90s now, and our great Wang Xiang University expert has come up with the same agricultural tactics as Dazhai!"
Song Qingyun glanced at the speech and couldn't help but smile, then patted Chen Yang and said, "Let's go out to eat!"
As soon as Song Qingyun finished speaking, Song Kaiyuan, who had gone down, came back. He walked up behind Song Qingyun and kicked him, "I know how to eat every day!"
Song Qingyun turned around and glanced at his second uncle. He said a little aggrievedly, "Don't you have to eat at noon?" Song Kaiyuan glared at him again.
"You two, come and see me tonight!" After Song Kaiyuan finished speaking, he pointed at Song Qingyun, "If you have nothing to do, go to the museum and have a look. You don't know what's going on in your mind all day long. I'm not even half as good as Chen Yang." I have to worry about you!”
After saying that, Song Kaiyuan turned around and left. Song Qingyun vomited at Song Kaiyuan's back. At this time, Zhu Yuyan and Boss Jia also came over, and they left to eat together.
"President Song," Boss Jia asked Song Qingyun with a smile during the meal, "Look, this is my first time coming to the capital. Now that we have nothing to do, you can take us to Panjiayuan!"
Song Qingyun naturally understood what Boss Jia meant. He just wanted to pick up the slack. Song Qingyun looked at Boss Jia, "You want to pick up leaks? I tell you, people who come to the capital now, as long as they want to pick up leaks, they should go to Panjiayuan."
"That place is not like the 80s, where you could just pick up a few good items. Now there are fakes everywhere. Do you really want to try them?"
"Uncle Master, please take me to see it too. I've never been there either." Zhu Yuyan said with interest from the side.
Song Qingyun listened to Zhu Yuyan's words and looked at Chen Yang. Chen Yang said that he could try his luck. After all, Panjiayuan now has more real things than in later generations.
Song Qingyun put a mouthful of water in his mouth and nodded, "Since you all want to go to Panjiayuan so much, let's go for a walk in Houhai after dinner. I will take you to Panjiayuan early tomorrow morning!"
Several people looked up at Song Qingyun at the same time. Boss Jia and Zhu Yuyan looked confused, while Chen Yang smiled beside them.
Song Qingyun and the two explained that going to Panjiayuan now is not interesting at all. Those who sell items there now either have fakes or re-fired goods.
If there are any good items, there are definitely some, but these old art relic collectors generally don’t show them to strangers. It’s okay if you are a regular customer, but strangers won’t take out the good items.
"But Houhai is different. Houhai is right behind Shichahai. The place itself has some cultural buildings, so its atmosphere is very integrated and blends in with the city. In fact, many official kilns come from Houhai." Song Qingyun While eating, he explained to the two of them.
Chen Yang can guarantee this, Song Qingyun is not lying. What he said is the same as what Ma Du said in later generations. At that time, Ma Du most wanted to visit Houhai Antique Street, but it disappeared later, and he has always regretted it.
After eating, Song Qingyun took the three of them and headed directly to Houhai. Passing through Binhe Hutong, a road unfolds in front of you. On the left side of the road is Shichahai, and on the right side is the former residence of Soong Ching Ling. The former residence is located at No. 46 Beiheyan, Houhai. It is a secluded and beautiful garden-style house.
The vermilion gate faces the sparkling Houhai, and a golden plaque reading "Former Residence of Comrade Soong Ching Ling, Honorary Chairman of the People's Republic of China" hangs on the gate. Opposite the former residence is Shichahai. In spring, the willow silk on the shore sprouts green buds, and the branches droop down to the water, emitting bursts of fragrance.
Going further east, not far away is the Silver Ingot Bridge. After passing the small bridge, there is an antique stall on the south side. I have to say that Song Qingyun was right. At this time, there were indeed many antique stalls in Houhai. As soon as Chen Yang walked around two stalls, he saw a lot of old things on the stalls.
Of course, apart from the real ones, there are also many fake ones. For example, the porcelain vase in front of me from the Qing and Shunzhi years was obviously made by breaking new ones and then splicing them together. This is the ultimate in distressing.
"How is this place?" Song Qingyun asked Boss Jia while they were strolling around.
Boss Jia nodded while watching, "Boss Song, tell me more about the people who live in the Imperial City. They can touch good things with their eyes closed. It turns out it's true."
As he spoke, Boss Jia approached Song Qingyun, "Do you people in the capital all have your own place to play with antiques?"
Song Qingyun smiled and said that there was no fixed place. It was first on Changchun Street, and later it was raided, then Baiqiao, Yuyuantan, and then Houhai.
"There is an old saying in our antique shop: You can't escape Panjiayuan, you can't get around Liulichang!" Song Qingyun smiled slightly and looked around, "But I really started playing early and didn't go to these two places very much at first. They all go to the places I just mentioned, but in the past two years, as the crackdown has intensified, Panjiayuan has legal procedures, so they started to gather in Panjiayuan."
Several people were walking and watching, and suddenly there was the sound of quarreling in front of them. Chen Yang couldn't help but take two steps quickly, and walked over to watch the excitement.
"You kid, just ask for five hundred for your spittoon," an old man squatted on the ground, holding a white porcelain spittoon in his hand, and said to the stall owner, "In this way, I will give you five hundred." How about you sell it to me for ten yuan or a hundred yuan?"
"Hurry up and put it down," the young man said impatiently, "Uncle, you've been here for three days. If you want to buy it, the minimum is five hundred yuan. Don't make any ink with me. I'm still doing business!"
"Are you crazy about money?" The uncle held a spittoon in his hand and said to the young man, "I'm telling you, not all old things are valuable. This is a piece of porcelain from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. It’s still a spittoon, how can you sell it for five hundred yuan!”
Chen Yang took a closer look at the spittoon in the old man's hand and took a deep breath in his heart. This old guy knows his stuff!
This is not a spittoon, but it can also be said to be a spittoon. This object is called a slag bucket! And looking at it from his position, it is very likely that it is a piece of Xing kiln white porcelain. This object is at least from the Song Dynasty. The old man is obviously trying to pick it up!