What is tea tasting?
The word "product" is composed of three "mouths", so drinking tea is divided into three sips, one sip, two sips, and three aftertastes.
It is more important to pay attention to it before drinking, and there is also a saying about tea, you can't drink it all, which is different from drinking, you have to leave a point. is as unparticular as Zhou Hao, and the entire Ju Mingxuan is estimated to be like this alone.
Song Lao didn't blame his granddaughter, what she said was what she wanted to say, but as an elder, it was not appropriate for him to stand up and say that Zhou Hao was not good, after all, he was invited by Yu Qiuya.
Zhou Hao did a bit of a discount in this matter, and Yu Qiuya couldn't blame Song Bingning.
"I'm sorry, it's too hot, hehe."
Zhou Hao scratched his head and smiled.
"Let's get to the point."
Song Lao said.
Staying with this kind of offspring, he really felt that a minute was too much.
Song Lao's family is as famous as Xu Sun's family, if it weren't for Yu Qiuya's invitation, he wouldn't have bothered to come over.
Yu Qiuya also saw that Zhou Hao didn't know how to drink tea, and it was a big mistake to let him come here, and said, "Yes." ” "What can he come up with?"
Song Bingning brushed the circle of friends and said lightly.
To say that it is also, Zhou Hao is dressed up with such virtue, the white T-shirt is a little yellowed, the black pants are also washed and faded, and there is a big hole, but he also learns to dye a popular white hair, the whole looks nondescript, and the co-author is a non-mainstream.
Song Bingning is the eldest lady of a rich family, what good things have you never seen?
Song Lao's collections are all her childhood toys.
Zhou Hao was extremely embarrassed, he had a foreign appearance before, and he was scolded by this little beauty, he was a big man, she spilled, she didn't necessarily have to fight with her, right?
Song Lao's eyes were also relatively flat, as if he still didn't mean to blame Song Bingning.
Yu Qiuya's face was hot, and when she said this, Zhou Hao, her face was dull.
It was inappropriate for her to scold Song Bingning, and she was not a hot-tempered person, but she knew that Zhou Hao had a powerful master, and it was normal to take out any awesome antiques.
"Okay."
Zhou Hao took out a Hong Fugui plate from the horse clip bag and put it on the table.
This is correct, to show others antiques, you must put things there, if Song Lao reached out to take it, the plate fell to the ground, whose responsibility is this?
Zhou Hao doesn't understand so much, he just lets it go.
Song Lao put on the prepared white gloves and first looked at the bottom of the plate.
There is no word, no payment.
Song Bingning looked at it and said, "This is a fake, right?"
” Song Lao did not speak, because the early porcelain of the Kangxi Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty was rarely written, and the Kangxi Emperor thought that the porcelain could not be written, and if it was written, it would not be unlucky if it was broken one day later?
Zhou Hao ignored her, don't tease the eldest sister, Hong Fugui just wants to take the fake one for himself.
He doesn't sell fake plates in his Yin Yang Xuan, where did he get modern imitation plates?
Real gold is not afraid of fire, and it can be seen that you have good eyesight, and you can't see that I am looking for someone else.
Song Lao looked at the glaze of the plate, which had blue and white on it, which was quite good-looking.
But when he looked over and over again, he found a very important thing - there was no pulp on the plate at all.
The plate belongs to the porcelain, in the process of use there will be oil stains continue to penetrate, over time, it will form a smooth surface protective layer, for antique porcelain, a common sentence evaluation is "glaze warm and moist like jade".
Hong Fugui cooked food for Zhou Hao before, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he used new plates.
There is a special kiln in the underworld, and the staff inside are all doing this in the yang world before their deaths, and some people have entered the ghost road after death, and if they want to use the things they were living in, they can go there to buy them, including Zhuge Liang's seven-star lamp is also bought by the underworld, so there is no bullshit pulp at all, but it can be guaranteed that the year and style are the same.
However, the evaluation of fake porcelain is "this thing is still hot", which means that it has just been fired out of the kiln not long ago, the glaze is bright, and the fire is too heavy.
Thief light and fire are relative, and if things are new, these will be there.
But Song Lao saw that this plate of thieves was there, but he didn't have half of the anger.
"Xiao Zhou, where did this plate come from?"
But that which is dug out of the tomb is devoid of fire, and is new, and new, and is false.
But there are two kinds of porcelain, one is the use of the ware, and the other is the unearthed ware.
If it is unearthed, there will generally be mud rust at the bottom of the plate, and the glaze color will be dull in some places, which is caused by corrosion due to excessive soil acid and alkali concentration.
This thing is neither like a user nor an unearthed vessel, but the painting of the plate is delicate, the glaze is natural, soft, and the color is gorgeous, and it cannot be imitated.
And this fetal material can not be faked, although the porcelain is also made from the old bottom, processed at the bottom of the real antique, made into a complete object, but as long as you look closely, the glaze color of the splicing place is unapproachable.
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So Song Lao couldn't understand it for a while, what the hell is this Nima?
is similar to Zhou Hao's person-nondescript.
"Oh, that's right, when I was a child, we fished up a few boxes by the river, and this plate is in the box."
Zhou Hao said.
He doesn't understand these ways of antiques, who believes what Hong Fugui gave himself?
Isn't it a crime to say that the tomb robbers are coming?
It happened that such an incident did happen when he was a child, Zhou Hao said so, at that time, every household was divided into a few plates, Zhou Hao and Wang Bing were stunned and stole them from door to door, and then used them to make a splash.
Some people found out, some people didn't, at that time, the folk customs were simple, a few plates, a fart.
Song Lao nodded, it was appropriate to say so.
"Twenty thousand yuan a piece, how many do you have there?"
The blue and white plates of the Qing Dynasty are not worth much, no matter how good the quality is, it is only a few thousand yuan, unless the price of a unique product can be higher, considering the particularity of this plate, it is a non-unearthed vessel without pulp, plus it is a friend of Yu Qiuya, 20,000 yuan is not low.
Zhou Hao took out more than a dozen of them from the horse clip bag, which was left over from the last supper and the next day, all here.
Fifteen in all, that's 300,000.
"I wonder if there's anything else you can take out and open your eyes?"
Song Lao wanted to know what else was in the horse clip bag, he had to stand up and look inside, and it was inappropriate for him to do this, so he asked.
Zhou Hao took out a medicine bottle from Hua Tuo.
Song Bing said coldly: "Looking at him like that, he knows that he can't get anything good." ” At first, she thought that what Zhou Hao brought was fake, but she didn't expect it to be genuine, she was already very surprised.
And the baby?
Inexistent.
Yu Qiuya was very unhappy, and glanced at her, but Song Bingning didn't pay attention to the circle of friends.
Being said so, of course Zhou Hao is unhappy, what good men don't fight with women, some women are cheap enough to anger people.
Zhou Hao said: "What kind of upbringing is this?
” said that Song Bingning was uneducated, wouldn't he turn around and scold Song Lao?
But at this time, Song Lao's eyes were firmly fixed on the small porcelain bottle in Zhou Hao's hand, and he was in a daze.
Song Bingning put the phone on the table and said, "Who are you?"
” "Whoever accostes me, I say whom."
Zhou Hao picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, blew it and drank it all, and said.
Song Bingning was the little princess in the family when she was a child, where was she said so to her face?
Even if someone said it, it was behind her back, and she couldn't hear it.
"If you have the ability, you can say it again!"
He squeezed his little pink fist and glared at Zhou Hao.
Yu Qiuya didn't say anything, if Song Bingning was too much, she would tell her father directly, such a girl is really not suitable to come out and show her face, she has to improve her self-cultivation.
"If you tell me to say it, I'll say it?
Where did the wild girl come from?
” The three words "wild girl" hit Song Bingning's heartstrings, and she even imagined that she was wearing tattered clothes, her face was full of mud, her hair was messy, and she was carrying a basket of sloppy appearance.
Her face turned red with anger, and she said to Song Lao: "Grandpa, you see him bullying me!"
” Song Lao was still stunned, and Yu Qiuya followed his gaze to look at Zhou Hao's hand.
It seems that the small bottle in Zhou Hao's hand is a remarkable thing.
"Grandpa!"
Song Bingning patted Song Lao gently.
Song Lao came back to his senses, although he didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two of them before, but he heard what they said.
"Are you talking a little too much?
Grandpa talks to people, do you have a part in talking?
”