Chapter 153 The Real Official Kiln

"There are five minutes left. The last treasurer today, please come on the microphone."

Zhang Yang has a good grasp of the sense of ceremony. As soon as he finished speaking, the treasurer's video screen appeared.

The other party stood in front of an old-fashioned red display cabinet, which was full of porcelain.

Zhang Yang took a look and realized that his idea was inaccurate.

This cabinet, to be precise, should be a cabinet.

The items in the cabinet and in front of it are all tableware and tea sets.

There are the tea cups with lids commonly seen in hotels, which are exactly the same as the ones sold for ten yuan each on the street stalls;

The plum blossoms on the cup body look good, and can be given fifteen yuan.

There are also covered double-handled soup bowls in the cabinet, with lotus and plum blossoms painted on them, which are worth at least twenty yuan.

Zhang Yang has seen many treasurers who come to him to identify tableware before, so he is not surprised.

No matter how outrageous it is, it will not be more outrageous than holding a "microwave-safe" plate and letting people see the glaze.

"Baoyou, did you buy this yourself, or is it a collection of your family elders?"

[It should be his parents' collection]

[Department store counter]

[My grandma uses this kind of plate a lot]

"Teacher, this is the porcelain that my employer asked me to help identify."

"Employer? Baoyou is dealing in porcelain?"

"No, I'm a real estate agent."

The other party introduced that the house he is in now is a single-family villa by the Changjiang River in Jingdi Town.

The original owner of the villa just transferred the house, and the things in this cabinet are also within the transfer scope.

The buyer of the house asked the agent to find Master Zhang to identify it. If the tableware is not valuable, just throw it away.

"Who is your employer? Do I know him?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"He said that he will give you a gift after you identify the things."

"Then why are you still standing there, let's get started." Zhang Yang urged.

Although these porcelains have obvious characteristics of modern crafts, they look like they are collected by local people in Jingdi Town. What if they are fine porcelains from modern times or five or six or seven?

Zhang Yang was not careless and looked at each one.

After looking at four or five pieces, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was nothing special about the age, the earliest one was only made in 1975.

The style was also very ordinary, with the seal script "Jingdi Town Made", which was not special.

But the craftsmanship of the porcelain itself was extraordinary - all of them were exquisite underglaze colorful, whether it was plum blossoms or lotus flowers, the level of painting was quite high.

Underglaze colors are difficult to fire, and coupled with the level of painting, even if it was just fired last week, it would cost at least several thousand.

Such exquisite porcelain should have a name!

Zhang Yang thought to himself and asked casually:

"Didn't they tell you what they charge for these?"

As a result, the real estate agent really gave an answer, saying that these might be "Mao porcelain".

What porcelain? !

After hearing the surname in front of the porcelain, Zhang Yang suddenly realized.

The so-called "Mao porcelain" is the thin-bodied porcelain for daily use specially made for great men in Liling and Jingdi Town in the 1960s and 1970s.

In the ancient feudal dynasty, it is definitely an imperial kiln.

If we analyze it in this way, the only porcelain in the whole cabinet that may be real is the teacup made in 1975.

Later, the one made in 1978 is not the right year.

This is also reasonable. After all, as early as 1997, a set of well-preserved Mao porcelain was auctioned for as much as one million.

The more expensive the things are, the more imitations there are. Even if the original owner of the treasure lives in Jingdi Town, the things he collected are basically later imitations.

"Take out the teacup a little for me to see."

Zhang Yang did not let the treasure friend turn it with his hands, because he was afraid that the other party could not control it.

"Slow down, brother. The value of this teacup may be far more than one million. If it breaks, you will have worked in vain for the past few years."

[What is worth a million?]

[Master Zhang said this, and I remembered something]

[Is it the first peak of modern porcelain - 7501 porcelain? 】

"OK, I've finished."

"This teacup should be 7501 porcelain, conservatively estimated at two million."

After carefully looking at the glaze color and craftsmanship, Zhang Yang gave a conclusion.

7501 porcelain is almost equivalent to sweet white for Yongle, blue and white for Xuande, doucai for Chenghua, and enamel for Kangxi for modern ceramics.

Signboard? No, top!

"Brother, how much did your employer spend on this cabinet?"

"No... I don't know!"

The real estate agent suddenly stuttered.

After he carefully locked the cabinet door and breathed a sigh of relief, he told Zhang Yang:

"This villa cost a total of 1.8 million, plus some miscellaneous expenses, it is estimated to be about two million."

"Awesome! It's like picking up a villa for free." Zhang Yang commented.

At this time, the barrage was still brushing words like "good luck", "free ticket villa", "congratulations to my friend".

Picking up a villa at a loss, everyone can still accept it

The general mood is: Congratulations, stranger.

But when the gifts from [Leek Valley Leader] started to flood the screen, the direction of the barrage immediately changed.

[Is the leek king crazy? Why would you send gifts when he makes money?]

[Fuck, no way]

[Fake, definitely fake]

[I can't accept it]

[Good afternoon, except for the leek king]

[Please, stop swiping, I really can't stand you making money]

At this time, the real estate agent said something that added fuel to the fire:

"In fact, the set of mahogany furniture on the second floor alone can be sold for 300,000 yuan."

"I can't figure out why this family suddenly wants to sell the house..."

[It must be a poison from the leek emperor]

[What if it's just a simple brain problem? ]

...

At this time, Li Laoqi, who was far away in the Jingdi Town City Detention Center, suddenly sneezed.

His son asked through the glass with concern: "Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, actually you don't have to come back. This is a small matter. I will be sentenced to five to eight years at most."

"No." Li Laoqi's son shook his head again and again: "I have cheated you of money, and I have to pay it back. I guess if I pay a little fine, the sentence should be very light in the end."

"Ah?" Li Laoqi was stunned.

He didn't expect things to go this way at all.

"Payed it all back? Who did you borrow the money from?"

"There was no place to borrow, my mother sold the old house."

"How much is that house worth?" Li Laoqi shook his head: "One hundred thousand yuan at most."

"So my mother also sold the kiln at home."

"How much did you sell?" Li Laoqi's face became solemn.

"I forgot, it wasn't enough anyway, so I sold the house you bought for me, and that's how much I got."

"Did you sell the villa?"

Li Laoqi's hand holding the phone suddenly trembled.

He pinched his thigh and asked with all his heart: "Where are the things in the villa?"

"I gave them all to others. I haven't used those furniture before, they are all new, and I sold them all together."

"You didn't bring any of them out?"

"Not a single thing?"

"That cabinet, there are so many porcelains in it... white and pink porcelains, you didn't bring any of them out?"

Li Laoqi stood up excitedly.

But he was immediately held down by the police behind him and sat down again.

Seeing his son shaking his head on the other side of the glass, he suddenly blacked out and lost consciousness.