Con Luan the doorkeeper: There are ten thousand ghosts behind me

Don't look at Chen Jingzhi's age, but this style is quite sophisticated, some people have been nurtured about temperament, but Chen Jingzhi is innate, if it were someone else, Qi Baolou might not necessarily take care of him.

The man looked at him a few times, then said a little to turn around and go out, while asking the waiter to serve him a pot of tea.

After waiting for a few minutes, the man came back just now, followed by an old man with reading glasses, and said to Chen Jingzhi: "This is Mr. Liu Mingchun, the master of Zisha, who has been responsible for the identification of tea sets and porcelain in our Qibaolou, if you look at this pot by him, if you can't see anything anymore, Mr. will only be embarrassed."

Chen Jingzhi nodded, then stretched out his hand to signal, and the old Mr. Liu picked up the teapot on the table and looked at it, and said in his mouth, "It's a pity, no matter how good the pot is, it's worthless, and it's a pity that this pot has been buried in the ground for too long, and it has been infected a little out of shape, no matter what it was from before, but in terms of the current character, it must have been greatly discounted."

Chen Jingzhi picked up the teacup and blew slowly, and said nothing about the other party's tasting, after all, what people said was also the truth.

"Huh?" After a while, Liu Mingchun muttered in his mouth, and his expression was rare and cautious, he twisted his brows and said in surprise: This is Mr. Chun's Spring Tree Gall Pot?"

Chen Jingzhi suddenly raised his head at this time and said: "The pot made by Mr. Chun earlier generally does not fall at the bottom of the pot, he had a habit at that time, that is, he likes to put the money in the belly of the pot, you grope it with your fingers, and ...... it at the position of the pot handle."

This old Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Chen Jingzhi again, his eyes were obviously much more cautious, and he hurriedly put his hand into the mouth of the pot and rubbed it carefully.

"It's really a tree gall pot made for Chun" Liu Chunming's face was shocked, a pair of eyes under reading glasses seemed to be a little golden, he looked at it carefully again for a moment, and then said regretfully: "This pot is really a pity, if it is well preserved, if you take away less than seven figures of money in Qibaolou, we don't know the goods, but it's a pity that the pot handle is not only broken, but also helpless is the degree of damage to the body of the pot, which is not just a scrap, it can only be said to be a scrap."

The purple clay pot in the Ming and Qing dynasties, there are very few master works that can be handed down, especially for the spring pot is rare, the master purple sand pot in several auctions, the price of hundreds of thousands of auctions is average, and even some are tens of millions, of course, most of them are uncommon.

Liu Chunming said very pertinently, if this spring pot is in good condition, if it is placed in Qibaolou, they will have to pay at least a million to recover it.

Chen Jingzhi stood up suddenly, and said softly: "If I don't buy this thing back from a stall, it may not be long before someone throws it in the trash, and it's a pity that you say it's a pity, but if I come to see it, at least this thing won't be dusty in the future, and it will not be difficult to restore it to its original appearance when it meets the person who should it, although there will be some flaws......

." Liu Mingchun frowned and said: "You say repair? But I think it's enough to choke, now these masters make pots no problem, but most of the pots can be repaired, there are some experts in the capital who specialize in repairing antiques, but there are a lot of treasures to be repaired in people's hands, even if this spring pot is repaired, the value is not worth the remuneration of the inviter, it is not worth it"

Chen Jingzhi said softly: "Don't be willing to seek the near and far, I will come".

"Are you coming?" Qi Baolou's people were stunned, Liu Mingchun smiled speechlessly: "Young man, it's not that I look down on you, if you are cultivating from your mother's womb at this age, you can't have enough experience at this age, and you can't raise antiques for decades to repair antiques, and you have to live at least dozens or hundreds of things under your hands before you can finally go out of the mountain."

Chen Jingzhi pointed to this spring pot and said: "I can recognize it at a glance, you have to believe that I not only have eyesight, but also have a doorway in my hands, and besides, this pot has been judged as a waste product in your eyes, why don't you let me try it? To be honest, I don't have those guys in Shanghai, otherwise I will bring this pot over after repairing"

Liu Mingchun looked at him cautiously and asked, "Are you serious?"

"I'll try ......

". There is a special workshop for Liu Mingchun in the backyard of Qi Baolou, when Chen Jingzhi was led over by him, he also instructed the people of Qi Baolou to prepare some things, and he reported at least a dozen things in a row, Liu Mingchun listened to it in front of him, in addition to being surprised, he was also a little impressed by Chen Jingzhi, not an expert in repairing this area, some things were impossible to say from his mouth.

In front of a wooden table, Chen Jingzhi sat down and put the spring offering pot in front of him, then boiled another pot of water, and after the water boiled, he wrapped the purple clay pot with two pieces of rice paper and put it on a tea table.

Then Chen Jingzhi took a thermometer and kept trying the temperature of the boiling water, and when the water temperature reached 90 degrees, he slowly sprinkled the hot water on the body of the pot wrapped in rice paper.

Liu Mingchun whispered to the person next to him: "This technique is quite novel, I guess he wants to use hot water to heat the surface of the pot first, and remove the impurities attached to it"

Chen Jingzhi tried the water temperature again, and saw that the temperature dropped to about 80 degrees, so he re-boiled the water, and when it was 90 degrees, he still poured water on the rice paper as before.

After repeating this repeatedly, at least for nearly an hour, after changing the rice paper a few times, Chen Jingzhi could be counted.

The rice paper was uncovered, and there were a lot of debris on it, which seemed to work well, but there were still a lot of flaws on the body of the pot, Chen Jingzhi didn't have much reaction, and went to some purple mud from the side, and then carefully pasted it on the spring pot little by little.

Repairing these antiquities is definitely a technical job, and requires delicate thinking, patience to be enough, when Chen Jingzhi used to repair antiques in the palace with a few old people, it is normal for a thing to be repaired for ten days and a half months, because some procedures will last very long, just polishing will take a few hours, more than two or three days, a little bit of unnoticeable place, if you don't know a thing, it will be completely wasted.

At the same time, a car parked at the door of Qi Baolou, and two people walked down from it, and when the people in the store saw this, they nodded and greeted: "Zhao Ye, you are back"

"Well, Lao Liu, tell him to go to the office to see me" The person who called Zhao Ye instructed a waiter.

"Mr. Liu seems to have picked up a piece of goods, this should be busy, then I'll go over and take a look at ......."