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Chapter 632: Ming Yuan Second

After walking out of Mr. Zhu's house, Yang Jing was in a very beautiful mood because he not only bought ten sets of purple clay teapots from Mr. Zhu, but the old man also enthusiastically led Yang Jing around and helped Yang Jing buy more purple clay teapots.

Although he had purchased ten sets of purple clay teapots from the old man, this trip was worthwhile, Yang Jing really didn't expect that Mr. Zhu was so enthusiastic that he would lead him around...

But when I thought about it, I felt relieved. This must be because the old man felt that he had taken advantage of these ten sets of purple clay teapots for 3,000 yuan. And when he expressed his intention to buy some fine purple clay teapots, the purple clay teapots in the old man could not be taken out, but the people he knew still had many fine purple clay teapots in his hands, so in order to make up for him, the old man decided to take a walk around...

However, the old man's legs and feet are not very good. He wanders around, even if he just wanders around Gunan Street, he will probably be tired after a while.

But it doesn’t matter. The old man brought his own travel artifact for the elderly in this era - a tricycle!

"This tricycle was given to me by the cooperative in the 1960s. At that time, I used this tricycle to pull things a lot. Now I am old and can't pull things anymore. I can only ride out by myself, which is safe."

Yang Jing was also happy. Yang Jing, who knew Master Zhu's life experience, naturally understood what the old man said was where the cooperative was. This cooperative should be the "Shushan Ceramic Production Cooperative" at that time, which was the predecessor of the Yixing Purple Clay Craft Factory later. It was the old man in front of him, Master Gu Jingzhou, Master Ren Ganting and others responded to the national call in 1954 and organized purple clay artists from his hometown to establish it.

Speaking of which, this tricycle has a history of almost thirty years, but this car is well maintained. Except for some paint-disappearing areas, other parts, especially key parts, are all greasy.

Yang Jing could ride a tricycle and went up and tried it. Bei'er was easy to ride, so he smiled and said, "Old man, get on the car, Xiao Yangzi will serve you!"

"Haha, you kid." The old man was also amused, "Don't hurry to leave, aren't you going to ask for your pots?"

Yang Jing waved his hand and said, "Let it be here first. If you can buy other pots later, then bring them to you together. I'll find a car to transport them away."

The old man thought about it, nodded, and then sat on the tricycle's car fight. Yang Jing shouted: "You're ready to sit, let's go!"

Old Mrs. Zhuang, who was beside her, looked at them with a smile and waved her hand.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the temperature was gradually rising, and there were more people on the street. Yang Jing took the old man to ride not far, and no less than twenty people greeted the old man warmly.

However, summer in Jiangnan is not very pleasant, and the hot weather quickly made Yang Jing's clothes wet.

"Xiao Yang, you are not very adaptable to the weather here, right?" The old man was sitting in the car, and naturally could clearly see Yang Jing's sweat-soaked clothes, so he asked.

"Well, the weather here is much hotter than in the UK. I am a little uncomfortable when I am a newcomer. But no problem, I am young, and this little hot flash cannot prevent me."

"Haha, young people are physically strong. By the way, Xiao Yang, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-six years old, just celebrated his birthday in May."

"Oh, I really envy you young people of your age. I was already the father of two children when I was as old as you. At that time, I had just been a disciple for six years and was busy working every day. I never felt tired. Now I can't do it. If I move a little, my physical strength will not be able to keep up."

"Haha, old man, you can't say this. I think you are still getting stronger. By the way, where is our first family?"

"Well, let's go to Mr. Yunqing's house first."

"Mr. Yunqing?" Yang Jing turned his head strangely. He was a little unfamiliar with this name.

"Oh, it's Pei Shimin. His original name is Pei Yunqing, and Shimin is his stage name, just like my stage name is Kexin."

After the old man said this, Yang Jing realized that the old man was talking about Mr. Yun Qing was actually Master Pei Shimin among the "Seven Olds of Purple Clay" like the old man.

Although the "Seven Purple Clay Olds" were all gathered because they responded to the national call and established the "Shushan Ceramic Production Cooperative" in Shushan, these Seven Purple Clay Olds are not all locals from Dingshu Town.

Among the Seven Old Masters of Shushan, Master Gu Jingzhou, Master Zhu Kexin, Master Pei Shimin and Master Jiang Rong are from Dingshu Town. Although the other masters Ren Ganting are from Yixing, they are not from Dingshu Town. Master Wu Yungen is from Heqiao Town in the north of Yixing, and they are from Dingshu Town in the north and south of the city of Yixing. As for Master Wang Yinchun, he is from Zhenjiang, and is still far from Yixing.

Yang Jing knew all these information, so he asked strangely: "Old man, hasn't this Master Pei passed away? What are we doing at his house?"

Master Pei Shimin passed away as early as 1976. In fact, by 1982, there was only Master Gu Jingzhou, Master Jiang Rong and the old man in front of him were still built, and the other four masters had passed away.

"Don't you, a child, want a fine purple clay pot? Although Lao Pei has passed away for several years, he still has a few pots he made back then, all of which are quite good. I'll take you over and take a look. If Lao Pei's child is willing to sell it to you, wouldn't it be better if you buy it? Well, slow down and turn right in the alley in front..."

Under the guidance of Mr. Zhu, Yang Jing rode a tricycle and quickly arrived at Master Pei Shimin's former residence. Master Pei's home is similar to the house where Mr. Zhu lives now, both are two-story buildings with brick and wood structures. According to Mr. Zhu, Master Pei's eldest son lives here.

Master Zhu's arrival surprised Master Pei's eldest son, but the relationship between the two families was very good, so when Master Zhu explained his purpose and stated that Yang Jing was willing to buy the purple clay teapot for 300 yuan per piece, Master Pei's eldest son happily took out seven purple clay teapots.

"These are all pots left by my father after he left. They were all made by my father myself back then. I can guarantee this." Master Pei's eldest son said very firmly.

These seven pots are all single pots, without any sets, but these pots lit up Yang Jing's eyes.

The styles of these seven pots are very simple, and they are obviously works by Master Pei to copy the works of his ancestors. But it is precisely for this reason that these seven pots seem to be extremely precious.

You should know that Master Pei’s nickname is “Mingyuan Second” and has always been known for imitating the works of Chen Mingyuan, the master of purple clay in the Qing Dynasty. The purple clay teapots he imitated by Chen Mingyuan and other ancestors, both the shape and the charm of them, are enough to be fake and real. Especially the “Tianji Pot” that Master Pei imitated after he arrived in Shanghai, which was even known as “the twin brother of Chen Mingyuan’s Tianji Pot”.

The pot is indeed made of home, with both body and spirit. Even if it is placed with Master Chen Mingyuan's Tianji pot, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

Later, Master Pei even copied a series of ancient works such as "Dragon and Phoenix Pot", "Golden Toad Water Bottle", "River Water Bottle", and "Gourd Water Bottle", which further made Master Pei's reputation soar.

Master Pei is famous for imitating ancient works. Later generations, several pots sold for millions of yuan were all imitated ancient works.
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