Zhou Xuan looked at Chen San's eyes and explained the tea ceremony while doing his hands. His eyes were straightened. He had been fighting for twenty-six years. Just drink tea. He had never seen such a subdivided and particularity. If he was thirsty, without cold spring water or purple clay pot, he wouldn't drink it?

Chen Sanyan didn't know that after talking for so long, he played the piano. He lifted the glass cup from the alcohol stove and poured some into the purple clay pot. The tea leaves in the pot immediately swelled up when they encountered boiling water. In the rising mist, Zhou Xuan smelled a strong fragrance, and his mind, which had been a little drowsy, suddenly cleared!

It really makes sense! I thought that after spending so much manpower and material resources to make just a sip of tea, if it is not good, it would be unreasonable. After licking his lips, Zhou Xuan inexplicably felt the desire to taste it.

Chen Sanyan covered the lid of the purple clay teapot, then turned the purple clay teapot over, and a little green tea flowed out of the small eye on the purple clay lid, and half of the purple clay cup like a small pen holder was filled with tea, full of greenness and fragrance.

Zhou Xuan thought that this kind of fragrance would definitely taste good, but he saw Chen Sanyan picking up the cup and pouring it into a large bowl containing wastewater.

Zhou Xuan said with a "ah" and said, "How come it was so fragrant? Isn't it a Hanquan Water Purple Clay Teapot? It's so exquisite but it's a shame!"

The four people here and Ma Tingting were stunned, and then they all had a look, only Ma Tingting laughed out loud.

Zhou Xuan cursed secretly, blushing, knowing that he made another fool of himself.

Chen Sanyan smiled and said, "As for tea ceremony, it is just a lover who loves it, and those who don't love it, and those who don't understand it are worthy of it. It's just a matter of enthusiasts!"

Although Zhou Xuan didn't understand, Chen Sanyan liked his straightforward and simple personality.

"Water tea, the first pot tastes bitter, boiling water removes the taste, and the second pot is drink." Chen Sanyan poured boiling water into purple clay, but did not stop. He covered the lid and directly put the tea cup.

This time the tea water became much greener. Chen Sanyan picked up the tea cup and then divided it into four small purple clay cups, then said: "Try it!"

Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng picked up the cup and dredged their lips, and smiled and said, "Good tea, good kung fu!"

Zhou Xuan didn't know whether the two old men said that tea was good or that Chen Sanyan's tea brewing skills were good. He wanted to try it after smelling the tea fragrance. When he saw the two old men drinking it, he picked it up without hesitation. The cup was too small, so his thumb was big. The tea poured into his mouth and moistened his tongue.

The tea touched the tongue and started to feel a little bitter. Then the bitterness reached the root of the tongue, and immediately the clear fen was forced into the brain. The spirit was refreshed and the tongue was sweet. I couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"

Chen San smiled. Zhou Xuan's praise was much more pleasing to him than Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng. Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng knew each other well and everyone was familiar with this dish. Praise was just following the trend. It was like going to a friend's house. My friend's wife made a big table of dishes, but the dishes were not delicious. Of course, you can't say that they were not delicious. This is the same thing.

But Zhou Xuan's admiration came from the heart, and he felt it was indeed good!

Chen Sanyan made another pot, and the cup was drunk in his mouth but it felt a different taste. Zhou Xuan felt that no wonder many people were addicted to the tea ceremony and really had an extraordinary feeling.

Chen San's eyes stopped rushing and smiled and said, "Taste tea is just a taste. If there is too much, it will not taste. If there is too much, it will be tasteless!" He said, "Old Xu, Mr. Wu, let's get together once, drinking tea is the second. Haha, if you have any treasures, let's share it and let everyone open their eyes!"

Xu Wangcai said, "The antique dealers in the south are very talented. I don't know if they are too prosperous. They are running big and have not seen any good products. There are several antique shops that have the goods of the town shop, but the price is far beyond their own value, so I lose the interest in picking up bargains."

Wu Cheng also spread his hands: "My brother is the same. Now, valuable antiques are becoming more and more rare, and it is rare to see a treasure."

Chen San shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't say that Mr. Xu and Mr. Wu just came to the south for a walk. My Jingshizhai two branches have been open for more than a year, and I haven't seen anything on the table."

"Alas, it is said that the collection of golden prosperous times in troubled times. These days, the collection trend has reached its peak, but the same is true." Mr. Xu also sighed, "Fakes and fakes have reached their peak. Treasures are becoming increasingly difficult to find, but they are hard to find!"

"You can meet but not ask for it, but you can meet but not ask for it, haha!" Chen Sanyan recited Xu Wangcai's words twice, and then pointed at Zhou Xuan and said, "When it comes to meeting but not asking for it, this is indeed. Xiao Zhou got a hole tonight, and his luck is not bad!"

When Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng heard this, they said at the same time: "What did you find? "What can Chen Sanyan say good luck, that's not much worse.

Uncle Liu immediately took out the manuscript of Yuan Mei from his backpack, put it on the table, and said, "Old Xu and Lao Wu, look at it."

Uncle Liu is about the same age as Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng, and he is familiar with him. He is naturally different from Chen Sanyan. Of course, he can be called this just because of his reputation in the industry.

Xu Wangcai first took the manuscript and looked through a few pages carefully before saying in surprise: "Yuan Mei's supplement? Is there really this manuscript?"

Wu Cheng also took it over and reviewed it carefully for a while, his face full of envy, and said, "It's indeed the original work of the owner of Suiyuan. Brother, you're so lucky!"

Zhou Xuan's face turned red. If it weren't for the inexplicable flash in his mind, this manuscript would have only been sold to the scrap station with those piles of exercise books.

Xu Wangcai thought that Zhou Xuan might be lucky this time. At his age, he probably didn't have any excellent identification skills. He was a little moved by his manuscript and said, "Little brother, since he has found a vacancy, can he deliberately take action?"

Zhou Xuan shook his head, pointed at Chen San's eyes and said, "Boss Chen has bought this book for 180,000 yuan, but it's not mine!"

"Eighteen thousand?" Xu Wangcai sighed and said to Chen San: "Brother Chen, we have been in love for many years. I am very fond of the manuscripts of the owner of Suiyuan. You and I are both in this line of work, so I can just say it. Please transfer it to me 300,000."

Chen Sanyan knew that Xu Wangcai liked the calligraphy manuscripts of celebrities. The price of 300,000 yuan was probably the highest. Even if he took it to the auction house for some publicity in the future, his profit margin was not very large. The only thing that was reasonable was that he really liked it.

"Old Xu, you understand that I have said just now. If you really want it," Chen Sanyan smiled and said, "I am also a businessman. I have been in a relationship with Mr. Xu for more than ten years. If I really want it, I will earn you 120,000!"

Chen Sanyan deserves to be a veteran in this industry. He made money and made money clearly. Xu Wangcai had no objection to him. He was willing to take out the money himself.

Therefore, people like Uncle Liu are two types of people and Chen Sanyan. Uncle Liu is good at skill, but he will never make a fortune. That is because of a person's personality.

Xu Wangcai didn't hesitate. He took the bag around him, took the check and pen, and brushed the notes for a check of 300,000 yuan.

Chen Sanyan put the manuscript in front of Xu Wangcai, took the check, and said with a smile: "Old Xu, then I'm embarrassed!"

Xu Wangcai also smiled and said, "Of course I'm sorry, are you going to be embarrassed?"

Suddenly, everyone at the table laughed.

Zhou Xuan felt the surprise again!

It turns out that money is so easy to make. In just one night, he suddenly became a rich man with more than 100,000 yuan. Similarly, in less than two hours, Chen Sanyan made 120,000 yuan without blinking!

Only then did Zhou Xuan truly feel the charm of the antique industry, his heartbeat and joy were parallel. At this time, he felt that the tens of thousands in his arms had become no longer money. At this table, money turned into paper and numbers!

Zhou Xuan suddenly had the idea of ​​entering this industry, but can a rookie like him make a difference? Maybe he can learn the recognition of antique calligraphy and painting from Chen Sanyan, but the journey is like a mountain, like Uncle Liu and Chen Sanyan’s deep knowledge and discrimination abilities. Can Chen Sanyan agree to teach him?

At this time, Wu Cheng put the bag beside him on the table, opened and took out two items and a very delicate small box. The box was only more than ten centimeters long and seven or eight centimeters tall. One of the two items was a small square ancient coin, and the other was a piece of ink black stone as big as a matchbox.

Chen Sanyan picked up the ancient coins and looked carefully, nodded and smiled, "It's interesting!" After that, he gave the ancient coins to Zhou Xuan and said, "Look!"

"I think?" Zhou Xuan was at a loss after taking the ancient coins and his hands trembled. It was not that he felt how expensive the ancient coins were, but because Chen Sanyan asked him to see it. Is he also a member of the antique industry?

Regarding the understanding of ancient coins, Zhou Xuan only stayed at the level of the girl who was in his hometown when he was a child. He wrapped the copper coins in cloth and sewed them on a chicken feather tube. Finally, he could kick them. At that time, he had about a dozen copper coins, but later he disappeared.

After looking at it for a long time, the square-hole ancient coin in my hand was not as good as I had seen when I was a child. The ancient coin I played with when I was a child should be pure copper and golden. Now the coin in my hand is black, with a square hole in the middle. I can still recognize the words "Da Ding Tongbao on one side, and the character "You" on the other side. I was so dizzy that I didn't expect what era Da Ding was. I said, "Da Ding was the Qing Dynasty?"

Chen San's eyes slapped, and if he drank tea and water in his mouth, he would spray it on Zhou Xuan's face in one sip!

Xu Wangcai and Wu Cheng were also disdainful. This guy picked up Yuan Mei's manuscript and was lucky.

"Show me." Uncle Liu stretched out his hand and said.

Zhou Xuan quickly handed him the ancient coins, and his face turned purple, which was the same color as the purple clay teapot on the table. The antique industry is not as easy as he imagined.

Uncle Liu took it in front of him and looked at it. He looked at the silhouette again, pondered for a while before saying: "Dading Tongbao was a regular currency created by Wanyan Yong of Jin Shizong in 1162 AD. Later, various generations successively minted the "Zhenglong", "Dading" and "Taihe" coins. The Qianwen year name was intended to destroy the Song Dynasty. After the defeat, the world was killed. The name of the Dading Tongbao was born."

Uncle Liu held this Dading Tongbao and placed it in front of Wu Cheng, and said: "This coin is a carving mother. In the history of ancient coins, the craft of using mother coins to mint coins began in the Tang Dynasty and was honored in the Song Dynasty. If there is a mother coins, there must be carving mother coins. Because all the money used and cast mother coins are hand-carved ancestral coins, that is, carving mother coins are cast out, so the value of carving mother coins is much higher than that of the Dading Tongbao issued. From the shape, characters, and a little mercury, the price of this carving mother coins of this Dading Tongbao should be around 10,000 yuan."

Wu Cheng compared Uncle Liu's thumbs up and said with a smile: "Old Liu, I admire you. This coin was bought for 9,700 yuan at the Guangzhou Antique Market. Haha, look at this again."

Wu Cheng pushed the black stone in front of Uncle Liu again.

Uncle Liu picked up the black stone and placed it flat in his palm. He looked at the reflection and backlight, then placed it on the table and said, "This is a piece of original black jade, with a medium-grade appearance, a little transparent on the edge, and a little green under the light. The top-grade black jade is completely black and opaque, and there is no green under the light. This piece of black jade is priced between 75 and 850."

"Haha, Lao Liu, you can't accept it. It took me 788 yuan for this black jade." Wu Cheng was really convinced by Uncle Liu's eyesight, and opened the small box in front of him and said, "Old Liu, look at me again. This is not bought from the south, I brought it from Yangzhou, comment!"

In the box is a stone rooster, with the red crown on the top of the rooster's head and golden feathers appearing vividly.

Uncle Liu was a little surprised, took it out of the box and watched it carefully.

Of course Zhou Xuan didn't understand, but when he saw Wu Cheng touching his chin, he looked gloomy, and knew it must be a treasure, but he didn't know how much it would be worth. Is there any of his own manuscripts worthy of Yuan Mei?

Uncle Liu looked at it and praised: "The knife is both hard and soft, gentle, gentle, and smooth, with natural colors. The texture of Shoushantian yellow stone, the color of the carving and stone are matched with nature, the mark on the chicken's belly is 'Yuxuan', the inherited object of Shoushan's ancestors, a priceless treasure!"

Priceless treasure? It is said that priceless treasures are sold at the end. As long as there is price, how can they be said to be priceless? Zhou Xuan thought in his own way.

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "Old Liu, don't be polite. Tell me how much it costs, it depends on how much the price I bought."

Uncle Liu pondered and said for a while: "This stone weighs about 80 or 90 grams. According to the current price of Tianhuangshi, the value of the stone is about 700,000 yuan. In addition, the work of Yang Xuan, the founder of Shoushan stone sculpture, is at least more than 3 million yuan."

After saying that, Uncle Liu looked at Wu Cheng with a little scrutiny. After all, he was a thing that was in charge of big money, and the price was not certain.

Wu Cheng laughed and said, "It's almost done. I bought it for 3.6 million yuan. This treasure!"

More than three million? Zhou Xuan was shocked. He picked up a manuscript of 180,000 today and felt that he had seen the most amazing thing. This chicken stone is worth more than three million. My God, I am afraid I won’t see so much money in my life, right?

Zhou Xuan stretched out his left hand and gently touched the chicken stone. His hands were a little trembling. He thought to himself that this thing was a treasure that he might never see again in his life. Such an expensive thing, touching the treasure, maybe he would be more lucky in the future!

Wu Cheng and Xu Wangcai saw Zhou Xuan's trembling hands touching the stone rooster, and his face was a little contempt. Chen Sanyan didn't know why he brought such a thick guy here.

Zhou Xuan originally wanted to get along with the treasure, but when he touched the rooster stone, his left hand suddenly trembled, and the cold air rushed from his left wrist to his fingers, and then flowed from his fingers to the rooster stone. In just this moment, Zhou Xuan's mind flashed, and naturally thought of the words "Li Kuanfu, 2009".

The mind flashed with a flash of inspiration, and the agile cold air immediately turned back into the left wrist, and it was like a trumpet dog lying in the wrist.

Zhou Xuan felt weak all over, as if he had run thousands of meters away and climbed a mountain, and was extremely tired!

After retracting his hand, Zhou Xuan asked Chen Sanyan lazily: "Boss Chen, Li Kuanfu, what does it have to do with this rooster stone in 2009?"
Chapter completed!