Chapter 35 Flower Pots in the Palace

Author: Runchao Cigarettes

Chapter 35 Flower Pots in the Palace

"Alas!"

Yang Yukun did not expect that his luck would be so good that he would encounter a piece of Ge Kiln porcelain from the Southern Song Dynasty.

Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly attracted by a strange-shaped pot that the family had left in the corner of the yard.

This basin is in the shape of a slag bucket, with a wide mouth, gradually converging below the mouth, a round belly, ringed feet, and slightly outward feet. The mouth is at the same height as the abdomen.

Judging from the style of this pot, this should be a flower pot.

I don’t know how long this thing has been here. It’s completely covered in mud, and its true appearance is completely unrecognizable.

"Damn it, my luck can't be this good?"

Yang Yukun walked over and buckled the mud on the flower pot, revealing a bright sky blue color, just like the sky after a drizzle in autumn.

"Uncle, how about you sell me this flower pot? I happen to be short of a flower pot in my yard."

"This thing is indeed a flower pot. My father used to use it to grow flowers. Since my father passed away, the flowers died without anyone taking care of them. This flower pot has always been placed in the yard. If you like it, take it away.

free of charge."

The middle-aged man directly asked Yang Yukun to take the thing away. Anyway, it was just an ordinary flower pot and not worth much.

There are several leaking holes at the bottom of this thing, which cannot be used to hold water, so it has been left in the yard.

He had long wanted to take this thing out and throw it away, but never thought of throwing it away.

Today he made sixty yuan from this young man. Since this young man likes this flower pot, there is no need to talk about money, just take it.

"Uncle, you still have to give me money. I can't take your things for free. I'll pay you two yuan to buy this flower pot. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, I'll sell it to you, take it away."

"Uncle, I'll give you the money and I'll take the things."

Yang Yukun twisted the flowerpot covered in mud and left.

When he entered the village just now, he remembered that there was a small river at the entrance of the village.

I twisted the flower pot to the entrance of the village and carefully washed the soil on the flower pot.

"pretty!"

"My brother's guess is correct. It's really a rare treasure."

Seeing the hint of sky blue, Yang Yukun felt that this flowerpot was not simple, so he bought it for two yuan later.

The whole body shows a sky blue tone, except for the belly and inner bottom of the vessel, which glow with a light purple-red color, just like the sky after a drizzle in autumn and the sunset at the beginning of sunset.

This is actually a Jun kiln azure-glazed flowerpot from the Ming Dynasty.

On the bottom of the flowerpot, there are two kinds of engravings, which are for Wu and Kunning Palace.

Both of these engravings are made before firing.

Five represents the number of this flowerpot, and the number used by Kunning Palace represents that this flowerpot is the imperial flowerpot in the palace.

"Brother, you are so lucky. You are worthy of being the chosen one."

"Keep up the good work and hope to encounter more good things."

Place this azure-glazed flowerpot from Jun kiln in the early Ming Dynasty and the ear-shaped vase from Ge kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty into the portable planting space.

Yang Yukun twisted the sack and continued to walk from house to house in the village.

It is not so easy to come across old objects of the same level as the Ge Kiln Guaner vase and the Jun Kiln azure glaze flowerpot.

After that, Yang Yukun never encountered objects of this quality again. Instead, he collected some items from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. There were many miscellaneous items, and there were more than ten items in total.

However, these things do not have much collection value.

When we get back to Sijiu City, we will dispose of these things and withdraw the funds.

"Xiaokun."

"Brother Wu, look at your smiling face, have you found a good treasure?"

Yang Yukun met Han Chunming in the village. Looking at the expression on Han Chunming's face, he knew that he must have found something good.

"It's not bad. I found a blue and white Shoushan and Fuhai pattern pen holder from the Yongzheng period. I also found two pieces of old-fashioned furniture from the Qing Dynasty. I'll come back later."

After this round, Han Chunming gained a lot and found more than 20 old items.

Among them, the most valuable collection is a blue and white pen holder from the Yongzheng period, with Shoushan Fuhai pattern, which is very beautiful.

In addition, there are two pieces of old-fashioned furniture from the Qing Dynasty.

A wardrobe and a chest of drawers, made of rosewood.

The stuff was too big to be hauled away by bicycle, so I paid a deposit and made an appointment to pick it up later.

"Brother Xiaowu, you are lucky."

"How about you?"

"Only the pair of Yongzheng imitation Chenghua blue and white lotus cups with Sanskrit lying feet are passable. The others are miscellaneous objects from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. They don't have much collection value. I will get rid of these things when I return to Sijiu City.

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"Hehe... Xiaokun, don't be discouraged. You just found a sunflower wash with azure glaze from the Ru Kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty. You can't have better luck than me every time."

Han Chunming patted Yang Yukun's shoulder to express comfort. Judging from the old items the two of them had found so far, his luck was indeed better than Yang Yukun's this time.

Previously, Yang Yukun found a Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower wash. He was so envious that his eyes almost fell out of his head.

Good luck turns around, and Yang Yukun can't let Yang Yukun snatch up good treasures every time. It's his turn as well.

"I am lucky to get it, but I am destined to lose it. My master said that old objects also have a fate and cannot be forced."

Yang Yukun smiled.

Of course he would not tell Han Chunming about finding the Guaner vase from Ge Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty and the azure-glazed flowerpot from Jun Kiln in the early Ming Dynasty.

This kind of thing is known to God and the earth, so it’s okay if you know it, and it’s not appropriate to make it public.

"Master Hou is right. By the way, Xiaokun, since you don't want to collect these things and want to get rid of them, then you can sell them to me. I will definitely not treat you badly in terms of price."

Han Chunming really likes old objects, he loves them from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the workers alone and spent all day wandering the streets collecting rags.

Although the items Yang Yukun bought were from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, they were also very good things.

Since Yang Yukun does not intend to collect these items and wants to get rid of them, it is better to sell them to him.

They are all buddies, and he will definitely not let Yang Yukun suffer in terms of price, and will pay according to the market price.

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "Little Fifth Brother, you also want to collect these things that are not very collectible. Don't you want to open a private museum in the future?"

"Xiao Kun, your proposal is really good. If the policy allows, I really want to open a private museum."

Han Chunming just likes old objects. He likes all kinds of old objects.

Opening a private museum is really a very good suggestion.

When he gets more collections in the future, and if the policy allows, he will create a private museum and put all the collections he got back into his own private museum.

"Okay, I've sold these items to you, just give me the price."

Although these objects do not have much collection value, they can still be worth a lot of money after decades.

However, Yang Yukun does not intend to collect them, and not everything is worthy of his collection.

Anyway, he plans to dispose of these things when he takes them back. Whoever sells them is not selling them.

Since Han Chunming wants it, then give it to him.
Chapter completed!