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    Chu Chen continued: "Actually, if it is genuine unearthed porcelain, a large part of the rust can be easily removed, and the phenomenon of "Qin soil running into glaze bubbles" is not common, so  Not only can we not use this as a basis for judging the authenticity of unearthed objects, but it can also be used as one of the suspicions of fakes. " "Of course, we cannot generalize about this, but fakes are fakes, just take the rust on this bowl.  Although it is very similar to Tuqin, if we look closely, we can still see that it is different from the natural one." Hearing this, Feng Zhengjian quickly picked up the magnifying glass and observed it again. With Chu Chen.  As a reminder, he found that the rust and soil on it were different from those formed naturally.  Feng Zhengjian put down the things in his hands and sighed: "Nowadays, the forgery techniques are so powerful. If you don't pay attention, you will get caught. It's really hard to guard against!" "Yes!" Chu Chen sighed: "If it wasn't for that person's superfluous measures  I almost thought this bowl was authentic because of the addition of earth rust and earth qin. " "Thank you very much, Mr. Chu, this time!" Feng Zhengjian bowed and said, "Otherwise, when I sell it, others will find out that it is a genuine one.  If it¡¯s a fake, I¡¯ll lose face. If it becomes known throughout the city, my little shop won¡¯t have to do business.¡± ¡°No, no, no!¡± Chu Chen waved his hand and said, ¡°We are also mutually exclusive.  I'm studying," "Boss, can you help me identify it?" Before Chu Chen could finish speaking, he saw a middle-aged couple walking in with a large jar that was estimated to be about fifty centimeters.  "Yes." Feng Zhengjian replied: "But just for identification, you have to pay, one hundred yuan each." The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Okay, but can I issue an identification certificate?" Feng Zhengjian smiled and said: "Haha  , I can¡¯t issue this appraisal certificate, I can only issue an appraisal opinion. After all, I am not a national authority.¡± The middle-aged man was a little unhappy when he heard this, but his wife glared at him, so she could only say: ¡°Then.  Just the appraisal. But you have to give me a price." "Okay." "Then let's take a look!" The middle-aged man put the jar on the ground.  Feng Zhengjian greeted Chu Chen, and then the two walked to the jar together and carefully looked at the characteristics of the jar.  In fact, when the middle-aged couple came in just now, Chu Chen had already seen that the thing in front of him was a barn jar.  The official name of the barn jar is the soul jar, also known as the pile plastic jar, which is a kind of bright utensil.  It evolved from the five-piece jar of the Han Dynasty.  It is a unique funerary object found in the tombs of the Three Kingdoms and Two Jin Dynasties in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in our country.  The barn jar in front of you is a typical Yue kiln green-glazed work. The vessel is a long jar with a bulging belly and a flat bottom. The green glaze does not reach the bottom.  There are four small jars placed under the top edge.  Fifty-two flying birds are sculptured in the middle. The upper front is carved with cornices, and there are double gates downstairs. On both sides of the gate are nine sitting figurines and animals such as dogs and sheep. The lower pot shoulders are decorated with turtles, fish, and crabs.  The objects sculpted on the barn jars often symbolize the social treatment and family status of the deceased during his lifetime, and he hopes that he can still enjoy them after he reaches the so-called "underworld".  If there are many things piled up on the soul bottle.  It may be a tomb owner with a higher social class or a very wealthy person.  The piles of plastics are relatively simple and rare, while the ones with relatively low heights are also filled with bottles that have no real objects.  Although this barn jar is quite finely made and the sculptures are arranged in an orderly manner with clear priorities, the sculptures on it are just ordinary objects, indicating that although the owner of the tomb has a certain social status, he does not  would be too high.  In addition, this barn jar still has some damage, so the value of this barn jar is only one or two thousand at most.  After Feng Zhengjian read the things carefully, he asked the middle-aged man: "Sir, I would like to ask you, how did you get this thing?" The middle-aged man said with a proud face: "  How else can I get it? It¡¯s inherited from my ancestors!¡± Hear this.  Chu Chen almost laughed out loud. Whose ancestor would leave a worthless weapon to his descendants?  Isn't it also bad luck?  "Is it really passed down from ancestors?" Feng Zhengjian asked, dumbfounded.  "That can be false!" The middle-aged man said with some displeasure upon hearing this: "Let me tell you, my family used to be the sword-carrying guards of the Tang Dynasty, and this thing was secretly taken out of the palace. During the turmoil in the past,  , and even wrapped it with something and buried it in the yard. If there was nothing wrong with the family this time, it would not be dug out. " This story is really outrageous. It is nonsense. It says that there was an emperor in the Tang Dynasty.  Guard?  The imperial bodyguard system was only established at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty during the Taizu period, right?  No?Since the other party paid, Feng Zhengjian could only listen carefully and show a strong interest.  After that, the middle-aged man was in a frenzy again, praising this thing as a rare item in the world and an unparalleled rare item on earth. It seemed that even the jade seal passed down from the country would be eclipsed in front of this thing. The two of them were dumbfounded.  ¡°Boss, isn¡¯t my baby good?¡± the middle-aged man asked proudly.  Feng Zhengjian didn't know how to answer the middle-aged man's words. He was really afraid that the other party would do something outrageous after knowing the truth. However, Youdao is to take people's money to help them eliminate disasters, so he also  I can only tell the truth: "Sir, you may think that your ancestors left you a good thing, but how should I put it? This thing is a bright weapon." "A bright weapon? What is a bright weapon?  Weapon?" the middle-aged man said with some confusion.  Feng Zhengjian explained: "To put it simply, they are ancient funerary objects, for the dead. More of these things are unearthed in the south. If you don't believe it, just look at some magazines and you will know." "What! For the dead?  !" As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's wife shouted: "You damn ghost, why are you so unlucky recently? It turns out that you have something for a dead person in your house all day long!  "It's really unlucky!" Feng Zhengjian quickly advised, "Sister-in-law, please don't worry. Maybe the old man got the thing accidentally and regarded it as a treasure?" The sister-in-law jumped and scolded: "  What old man? This damn thing was bought from someone else for 100,000 yuan a while ago. After buying it back, he kept telling me that he was "making a fortune" and said in return,  The previous owner said that this thing could easily be sold for half a million yuan, and it could be sold at auction for over a million yuan. "I thought it was wrong. If it was such a good thing, why didn't the previous owner sell it and resold it?  This dead guy of mine, no, today I forced him to come over for appraisal. I didn¡¯t expect this thing to be used by dead people. It¡¯s so unlucky!¡± ¡°This¡­¡± Feng Zhengjian said, ¡°Sister-in-law, we are all materialists.  "Moreover, you don't have to be afraid. We have a lot of famous artifacts in the antique shop. Let's just say that the famous Tang Sancai is a famous artifact. Why don't others still rush to buy it?" Hearing that his wife had told the story, the middle-aged man said:  The man's face was full of embarrassment, but when he heard Tang Sancai, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately said: "Boss, the person who sold me this jar said that this thing is from the Tang Dynasty. Since Tang Sancai is so valuable, this thing should be good too.  "This thing is not from the Tang Dynasty." Feng Zhengjian shook his head and said, "This is not the style of the Tang Dynasty. This is a Western Jin Dynasty celadon jar." "When was the Western Jin Dynasty?"  road.  Feng Zhengjian explained: "The Western Jin Dynasty was three hundred years earlier than the Tang Dynasty." "Ah!" The middle-aged couple's faces burst into joy when they heard this: "Does that mean this thing is more valuable than the Tang Dynasty?" In their  I think in my heart, things that last longer must be more valuable.  Feng Zhengjian said: "That's not the case. Whether an antique is valuable depends on its artistic value and rarity. Let's talk about the painted pottery from the Neolithic Age. It's long enough from us now. The average painted pottery only costs a few hundred yuan.  Only a thousand." The couple couldn't help but look at each other, and the middle-aged man asked nervously: "How much is this thing worth?" Feng Zhengjian gestured and said, "It's only worth one or two thousand, after all, it's not worth anything.  It's not a particularly high-grade barn jar, and since it's injured, there won't be many people buying it. "What! One or two thousand?" the middle-aged woman screamed.  "UmBoss, are you kidding me?" The middle-aged man's voice was trembling.  Feng Zhengjian smiled bitterly and said: "You two, I can understand your mood, but after all, I am still in business, and I will never joke about this kind of thing. I don't believe you can take this thing and ask elsewhere. If  What I said was wrong. You can come and settle the score with me. " "Wow! " Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman burst into tears and cursed: "You've only seen this a few times!  I don¡¯t know anything about the treasure appraisal program, so I just want to make money from antiques, but in the end, I lost a hundred thousand! This is a hundred thousand! I can¡¯t survive this life!  !" After saying that, she waved her hands and ran out of the door.  "Hey!" The middle-aged man raised his hands and just ran to the door. He thought that he hadn't taken his things yet, so he turned around and said to Feng Zhengjian hurriedly: "Boss, do you want to accept this?" "  I'm really sorry, I won't accept this!" Feng Zhengjian shook his head.He waved his hand. If it were other porcelain, it wouldn't matter if he accepted it. But he would definitely not accept such a plain piece of porcelain that was worthless and no one would buy it.  So the middle-aged man took out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into Feng Zhengjian's hand. He picked up the can and chased his wife in the direction he was running, shouting loudly as he ran.
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