After these days of experience, Jiang Li has matured a lot, and naturally he will not be intimidated by Su Guanliu. With a smile on his face, he said unhurriedly: "Since we are here to ask for advice from the master, we must tell the truth. Truth.

To be honest, this porcelain was passed down from my great-grandfather’s generation.”

Su Guanliu looked questioning: "Did Jiang really lie to me with what I said? Although I am not very knowledgeable, I do know a thing or two about ancient cultural relics. According to my limited written records, I can verify this.

The "Autumn Ping Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was given to a minister by Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhanji, during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. The minister was not named Jiang. Since then, the bottle has never appeared in the world again. How could it happen?

Suddenly became an heirloom of your Jiang family?"

Jiang Li looked ignorant and said: "I don't quite understand what Master Guanliu said. I just heard from my grandfather that this bottle was given to me as a dowry by my great-grandmother. Her maiden name was Wang. She was the capital of Beijing in the late Qing Dynasty.

A well-known family. Later, my great-grandmother passed it on to my grandmother, who in turn passed it on to my mother. My sister was diagnosed with heart disease some time ago and the family had no money for treatment, so my mother asked me to take out this bottle and ask.

Ask an expert to estimate how much it’s worth?”

Shen Miaoyan was ignorant of the origin of the bottle, and thought that what Jiang Li said was true. After hearing this, she frowned and scolded: "Jiang Li, you are serious too. Your sister is sick and needs money, why don't you say anything? Anyway, I don't say anything either.

I can help!"

Lin Yunuo almost laughed out loud. He said to himself, "You are such a good Jiang Li, but when you lie, you don't show any trace of it, and it is very consistent with the objective situation. It is getting better and better!"

Su Guanliu nodded silently after hearing this and fell into a brief thought. Just now he did not clearly say the surname of the minister, but Jiang Li named his great-grandmother's surname Wang in one sentence, and said that his great-grandmother's family was from the capital.

It is logical to think of a well-known family. It is very likely that someone from the Wang family gave this bottle to the Jiang family as a dowry when they married their daughter, so that it has now become a heirloom of the Jiang family.

As for why the Wang family was so generous, Su Guanliu speculated that maybe the Wang family was very rich at the time and didn't care about a mere piece of porcelain, so they generously used it as a dowry. The second possibility is that it was during the late Qing Dynasty.

In the early years of the Republic of China, the antiques at that time were not as popular around the world as they are now, so they did not have much value, so the elders of the Wang family used them as dowries; apart from this, Su Guanliu could no longer find a reasonable explanation.

However, he didn’t know that this was just a lie that Jiang Li had spouted out of his mouth.

Seeing that Su Guanliu had been deceived by him, Jiang Li was a little proud, and asked seemingly piously: "What? Does the master think I am lying?"

"Oh, that's not true. I'm just thinking about how to tell you about the origin of this porcelain vase!" Su Guanliu stopped his thoughts, coughed, and said seriously.

The conversation just now was not fruitless. At least he found out from Jiang Li's mouth that her sister had a heart disease and was eager to use money. This news was undoubtedly very good for him. Su Guanliu believed that as long as he used money

If something can be solved, it is not considered a problem. This will give you greater confidence in being able to buy this bottle.

Su Guanliu took off his reading glasses and spoke seriously: "The origin of this bottle is a long story, so I will tell you briefly. I believe you all know that Along the River During the Qingming Festival is a masterpiece by the Southern Song Dynasty painter Zhang Zeduan.

This painting was dedicated to Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, Huizong of the Song Dynasty."

"This Zhao Ji is not good at being an emperor, but he is very talented in calligraphy and painting. Some of his calligraphy and paintings are still very valuable. This Zhao Ji saw the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" presented by Zhang Zeduan and liked it very much. But he was a little unconvinced in his heart.

, so he personally copied a picture of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". Although it was a copy, it was not exactly the same."

"Zhao Ji painted a total of four 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival', depicting the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in Bianjing respectively. Of course, they only copied part of Zhang Zeduan's original painting. After finishing the painting, Zhao Ji felt that he was still not as good as Zhang Zeduan.

After choosing the original painting, a eunuch suggested to him that it would be better to bake it into a porcelain vase, which would not only increase the value of the painting, but also allow it to be passed down from generation to generation."

"So Zhao Ji found Jing Shi, the best ceramicist at that time, and ordered him to bake four of his paintings into four porcelain vases. Jing Shi was a famous craftsman in the history of Chinese ceramics and was the person in charge of the 'Ru Kiln' at the time.

, with the cooperation between him and Song Huizong, this group of 'Porcelain Vase Group Along the River During the Qingming Festival' was officially launched and was called Spring Vase, Summer Vase, Autumn Vase and Winter Vase."

"Later, Jin Wushu invaded the south, the Jingkang Disgrace occurred, and the two emperors of Huiqin and Huiqin were captured. The spring vases and summer vases in this set of porcelain were also taken away by the Jin people. The autumn vases and winter vases were missing. Another time passed.

For hundreds of years, the Autumn Porcelain and the Winter Porcelain Porcelain appeared in the palace of the Ming Dynasty. They were awarded by Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, to Wang Boyong, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who had contributed to resisting the Yellow River floods. After that, the world has never seen this set of porcelain again.

.The bottle that Classmate Jiang is holding now is 100% the Qiu bottle in this set of porcelain vases."

After listening to Su Guanliu's commentary-like explanation, Shen Miaoyan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. She never imagined that a mere set of lifeless porcelain would have such a tortuous encounter in the magnificent history. She sighed with emotion: "The emperor painted with his own hand, and the famous craftsman burned it himself."

It is made from the world-famous Ru kiln, so this bottle must be priceless, right?"

Jiang Li didn't say anything. Apart from the previous story about the origin of the porcelain vase during the Huizong period of the Song Dynasty, which he didn't know, he knew the story about the vase being given to Wang Boyong by Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty. He also knew the story that Su Guanliu didn't know.

, if you tell him the story of "a bottle in a bottle", this giant in the antique world will definitely be shocked!

Jiang Li lowered his head and looked at the porcelain on the table carefully. He saw that the picture was indeed a picture of Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival. The characters on the bottle were lifelike, but the overall theme was an autumn scenery. There were falling leaves in many places, and there was a sense of depression on the branches.

There are a group of geese flying south in the sky. If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice it.

After listening to Shen Miaoyan's words, Su Guanliu said ambiguously: "Well, girl, you are indeed right. Logically speaking, the emperor painted it himself and the famous craftsmen fired it, so this porcelain must be priceless. But because he is a group,

So if you take it apart and sell it individually, it will be at a huge discount..." He kept shaking his head as he spoke.

Jiang Li had long expected that he would say this, and asked with a smile: "Even if there is a discount, there must be a price, right? Judging from Master Guanliu's many years of experience, this set of 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' bottles are worth it."

How much is it? How much is this autumn vase worth alone?"

Su Guanliu thought for a moment and stretched out a finger.

"Ten million?"

Shen Miaoyan asked with infinite surprise, she had been writing a book for a year, and as the best-selling novel writer in the country, she could only get tens of millions of royalties in one year, but this small bottle was actually worth so much. Is there any justice for money?

Jiang Li did not comment, picked up the porcelain from the table in front of Su Guanliu, and said: "Ten million is really a lot, but I have no intention of selling it. I am very grateful to Master Guanliu for his advice today. It's getting late, I don't dare to disturb you any more, so we'll take our leave now."

Su Guanliu originally wanted to wait for Jiang Li to pay back the price, but he didn't expect that this kid would pick him up and run away, and he was so careless that he almost snatched it from Jiang Li's hand.

He stood up hurriedly to stop him and said, "Didn't Mr. Jiang just say that you are eager to use the money to treat your sister? If you feel that Lao Chan's price is not suitable, let's discuss it again. The price is easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate... Don't be so reckless, in the world There are tens of millions of dollars, but if this masterpiece is broken, it will never be there again. I think you are too heavy-handed, young man, and are not suitable for preserving antiques. This bottle will undoubtedly be like a pearl in your hands. Old man I can’t bear to see natural resources being wasted, so why don’t you offer a price and sell it to the old man?”

Seeing that Su Guanliu cared so much for the antiquities and almost came to snatch them from him regardless of his identity, Jiang Li had more ideas in his mind. He simply held the mouth of the bottle with one hand and said indifferently: "Hey, although it's It was painted by the emperor and made by famous craftsmen, but it is just a bottle. It is still not as filling as steamed buns in the great years. If Mr. Guanliu really likes it, you can sincerely make an offer. If it is suitable, I will consider it. Should I sell it to you?"
Chapter completed!