Chapter 99 Yuqi and Panyu

Hearing this answer, I knew that she only spent less than 700 yuan. Old Ge Lue said with some envy, "Ha ha, you picked up a big leak. This thing is a serious Tang Junyao black glazed blue spot waist drum. The stock is very small, and it is very collectible."

Everyone was in an uproar, hehe, really picked up a leak. Fang Kexin asked excitedly, "Then how much can the market price reach?"

Lao Ge thought about it carefully and gave a price: "This waist drum is not very common, and it is worth at least more than 200,000 yuan. If it is sent to the auction house, I'm afraid it will be much higher." Looking at the waist drum, he asked with a little hesitation, "Miss Sun, I don't know if you are considering transferring it. I also like it."

Sun Meixiang shook her head without thinking: "I'm sorry, this is my first time to pick up a leak. It's so memorable."

The rest of the people's hearts were even more hot. Liu Dahai said, "Uncle Ge, look at me again."

Lao Ge looked at it a few times and then judged that this is a high imitation, which is worth hundreds of yuan at most. Then several people bought the goods and were judged to be high imitation fakes, and the rest of them suddenly became a little frustrated.

Seeing their appearance, Lao Ge smiled and said, "You are already good, but one of you picked up a big leak. Ha ha, young people, you can't be too greedy. If you want to play antiques, you need a mentality.

Sun Meixiang put away her treasure and suddenly thought that Zhang Ping had also bought two things, so she encouraged Zhang Ping to take them out.

He has his own magic power, and he still needs to hit the iron. However, when Sun Meixiang said this, Zhang Ping wanted to see it, at least he knew what it was or not. So he took out the black and greasy small pendant and the small stone and put it on the table in turn.

Lao Ge Gang looked at it and didn't pay attention to it. But when I glanced at it casually, I felt that the pendant seemed to be a little different, so I picked it up and looked at it carefully.

Everyone also gathered around and watched carefully. The head of the object was straight and slightly curved. The whole body is only carved out of the outline and is close to the light element without lines, with more arcs and fewer straight lines. After looking at it for a long time, I didn't know why. Looking at Uncle Ge's cautious appearance, Liu Dahai said to Zhang Ping enviously, "You boy, won't you pick up another big leak?"

After more than ten minutes, Lao Ge said to Zhang Ping with envy, "It's really lucky. You actually found a Han Dynasty cicada-shaped jade by you."

The cicada-shaped jade in the Han Dynasty? Everyone listened inexplicably.

Lao Ge explained: "The so-called jade is a kind of burial jade in ancient times, usually in the shape of a cicada and contained in the mouth of the deceased. The ancients believed that jade is the essence of mountains and rivers. When it is placed in people's mouths, people's essence will not leak out, and the corpses will not decay. They hope that after death, they can be as noble and metamorphosis like cicadas, so as to be reborn in the afterlife.

Fang Kexin clenked her teeth and muttered, "Ah, it was taken out of the dead man's mouth?"

Sun Meixiang grabbed Kexin and whispered, "Silly girl, it is estimated that most of the antiques in the world are dug out of the dead."

Fang Kexin thought about it, and it was indeed the same truth. He stuck out his tongue and smiled shyly at Lao Ge.

After taking a sip of water, Lao Ge continued to say, "Look at this jade. Now because it's been too long, the jade is too heavy. In addition, the person who took over later didn't cherish it very much and didn't make the jade well. As a result, I can't see the original appearance now.

But it was because of this that Mr. Zhang picked up such a big leak. Such a jade is worth more than 500,000 yuan. If Mr. Zhang has the patience to make the jade well, after ten or twenty years, after the original appearance of the jade comes out, the price will definitely not come down.

Wow, millions. Ha ha. Now the eyes that look at Zhang Ping are about to turn into jealousy and hatred. This guy was very lucky. Lao Ge felt that the atmosphere was not right, and Kexin said that Zhang Ping gambled and made tens of millions of yuan.

Lao Ge couldn't help but be stunned. This is indeed too lucky. If this man hadn't stood in front of him, he would have taken it as a joke. At present, he also took care of another small stone brought by Zhang Ping, for fear that this stone was also a treasure. What's depressing is how to look at it. The stones seemed to be particularly fluttering, so I had to put down the stone with regret.

Zhang Ping laughed and put away the stone and jade. Thinking of Pan Yu mentioned by Lao Ge just now, he couldn't help but be a little curious. Looking at their curious look, Lao Ge also came to talk, made a pot of tea for everyone, and opened a lesson: "Raising jade is one of the greatest pleasures of jade collectors, and raising jade is also called Panyu. The so-called "pan jade" is a popular method of enjoying jade. Through plate jade, the dark jade can be made as old as new, and the color of jade can be changed greatly.

Zhang Ping asked in surprise, "Then how can I make a piece of jade?"

Lao Ge touched his chin and continued to explain, "Panyu has the difference between Wenpan and Wupan, and there is also Yipan. The so-called text plate is to put a piece of jade in a small cloth bag, hide it close to the body, use the relatively constant temperature of the human body, and then rub the plate in your hand a year later until the jade returns to its original appearance.

The text disk is time-consuming and laborious, and often does not work for three or five years. If the soiling time is too long, the disk time is often more than ten years, or even decades. In the history of the Qing Dynasty, there was a good story about a piece of jade in the history of father and son.

The so-called martial arts disk is to play through artificial power, in order to achieve the purpose of playing as soon as possible. This kind of plate jade merchants use it more.

After a year of wearing the jade, the hardness gradually recovers. After wrapping it with the old white cloth (don't use colored cloth), hire someone to rub it day and night. The jade rubs up, and the more it is, the hotter it gets. After a period of time, it is replaced with a new white cloth, and it is still constantly rubbing. The hot temperature of the jade can make the jade in The gray soil is quickly forced out, the color is constantly condensing, and the color of the jade is getting brighter and brighter. It can be restored to the original state of the jade in about a year. However, if the martial arts plate is a little careless, the jade may be destroyed.

As for the Italian plate, it means that the jade collector holds the jade in his hand and plays with it. While thinking about the virtues of jade, he constantly absorbs the essence from the virtues of jade and nourishes his own temperament. Over time, he can reach the noble state of the unity of jade people. The jade is maintained, and the spirit of the jade man has also been sublimated.

Italian plate is a very high level, which requires the spirit of facing the wall. It is not so much a human plate jade, but a jade plate man, human jade unity, spiritual psychic. In history, few people can reach such a spiritual realm, not to mention the impetuous modern people.

Everyone seems to understand this long talk. The previous literary and martial arts disk is just a matter of difference in methods, but the concept of this Italian plate can't be understood at all.

But for Zhang Ping, this word about Italian plate suddenly made him realize. While finishing the plate, I want to absorb the essence of beautiful jade. Isn't this the aura of ancient jade? Raising your own temperament is not the same as those elves, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate yourself. The difference is that the Italian plate is to absorb the essence of beautiful jade.

Ha ha, I didn't expect such a harvest here in Lao Ge today. Zhang Ping was overjoyed. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Lao Ge: "Uncle Ge, thank you! I'm in a hurry this time. When I come out of Tibet, I'll do something. Please come at that time."

Lao Ge was also surprised by Zhang Ping's big gift, but he didn't think much about it and happily accepted Zhang Ping's kindness.

After finishing the idle business, everyone embarked on the journey again. Before leaving, Lao Gu took a box of Luzhou Laojiao from a store and put it in the trunk.

Everyone was puzzled. Only Liu Dahai patted Lao Gu on the shoulder happily and said, "Lao Gu, I didn't expect you and me to be a fellow. I will have a good drink with you."

Lao Gu smiled and said, "This liquor is very useful. When we enter the Tibetan area, you will know then.

Tibet is a beautiful place, and the snowy plateau has created boundless scenery for it. There are magical snowy mountains, vast grasslands, quiet lakes, roaring rivers, blue sky, white clouds, towering Himalayas, majestic Mount Everest, sacred Gangdis Mountain, the galloping Yarlung Zangbo River...

Tibet is a magical place, and countless legends have put a mysterious veil on it. The sky and earth, mountains and water, people and things here are filled with a mysterious atmosphere, attracting people with a unique beauty and magic.

"If you don't go to Tibet, you will never know how beautiful the west of China is."

Because I haven't been to Tibet, I want to go to Tibet; because I have been to Tibet, I have to go again.

For Kexin, Tibet is a magical place. If they can't make a trip, it will undoubtedly be a regret in this life. However, for Zhang Ping, there is a mysterious power here, which attracts him all the time and makes him dream.

The Sichuan-Tibet Line is considered to be the most beautiful of several roads entering Tibet. There is an issue of China National Geographic that rated it as "China's Landscape Avenue".

Starting from the Chengdu Plain, the altitude gradually rises, and most of the sections of the road are through the Hengduan Mountains. In autumn, the Sichuan-Tibet line is extremely rich in color: the red leaves, golden and fiery red trees reflect each other, such as the natural color palette.

This time should be the most beautiful season of the year. Several girls cheered all the way, holding the camera in their hands and constantly shooting, retaining this beautiful moment. I don't know if these girls can hold on to the beautiful scenery. Don't let the shaking ruin the mood of enjoying the beautiful scenery?

Driving all the way, the poplar trees on both sides of the road had turned golden yellow at this time. Several sheep scattered on the hillside were leisurely eating grass, which was a idyllic scenery.

The scenery of the Tibetan land is also very changeable. The same place, different seasons, different weather, all have different beauty, each has its own advantages, so this is not a place that is enough to come once. Along the way, it is still cloudy in the morning, the sky is high and light at noon, and the clouds are scattered in the evening. In the same location, at different times, the feeling is completely different, just like a beautiful woman. With the number of clothes you wear, the beauty and ** are also different...

Although there are many beautiful scenery, it is often accompanied by a sudden disaster. There are also crazy mudslides on the Sichuan-Tibet line, and those road builders are often seen working hard. No matter what language you use to express your work in such a plateau and difficult environment, it is not too much.

There were no words all the way. Under the guidance of Lao Gu, everyone chose Batang at the first stop.

Xianzi is a kind of folk song and dance that the Tibetan people love very much. In the Tibetan area, when it comes to Xianzi, you will involuntarily think of Batang County, because Batang has been known as "the hometown of Xianzi" since ancient times.

Unexpectedly, in this Batang County, there were two friends.

"Wow, it's so thick oil on it. It's too greasy." Fang Kexin looked at the ghee tea and complained.

Zhang Ping stopped her in a low voice and said softly, "Here, you can't talk nonsense, or you have no eyes. Look at the Tibetans behind you."

Fang Kexin turned her head and looked at nothing. She knew that Zhang Ping was confused with her, and she smiled and wanted to tickle him. Zhang Ping pressed her hand and raised her voice slightly: "It's not a joke. It's okay now. If someone else gives you ghee tea in a Tibetan's house, it's respect for you. You should drink at least three bowls in a row."

"Ah, three bowls, that won't kill me. Look at the oil, it's thicker than the old mud on your body!"

Zhang Ping was laughed and cried by her. He said solemnly, "If you don't drink, don't regret it. This ghee tea is a good thing. It can not only nourish the body, refresh and quench thirst, but also generate heat and satisfy hunger. It is the best drink in high-cold areas. Moreover, it has a special effect on you.