Chapter 43 Teapot with Poems Inscribed by Emperor Qianlong

Author: Runchao Cigarettes

Chapter 43 Teapot with Poems Inscribed by Emperor Qianlong

"Brother Wu, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready."

"Let's go, let's go to Rouge Alley to meet my master first."

On the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming prepared everything they needed to prepare and went straight to Rouge Alley.

Soon.

The two of them arrived at Rouge Alley.

"Master, we are here."

"Master Hou."

"Here you go, are you all ready? The ghost market hasn't opened for many years. When it opens this time, there will definitely be a lot of good things. Especially this time the ghost market will also hold an auction. Don't see the good things but not have them.

Money to buy.”

"Just go and see the world."

Yang Yukun has brought all his wealth with him, which is only more than 6,000 yuan in total.

He didn't want to buy anything from the ghost market auction, and wanted to see if he could find some good stuff at the ghost market stalls.

Didn’t it say that the treasures from the Ding Dong Tomb of the Queen Mother of the West appeared in the ghost market this time?

Even if there is.

Objects of this level will most likely only appear at auctions.

Once it goes to auction, the highest bidder will win, and the final transaction price is hard to say.

So this time when Yang Yukun went to the ghost market, he actually went there with the intention of broadening his horizons.

no way.

I don't have much money in my pocket.

But can't it just open your eyes?

As for Han Chunming, he is now even poorer than Yang Yukun. He only has one thousand yuan in his pocket, which he borrowed from his master.

Same as Yang Yukun.

He didn't think about the ghost market auction at all, he only sold the items on the ghost market stalls.

"By the way, put this on."

"Master, why do you need to wear a mask?"

"There are so many good and bad people in the ghost market, it's always good to have an extra eye."

Bashahou took two masks and asked Yang Yukun and Han Chunming to put them on.

The ghost market is different from the ordinary market. The situation inside is more complicated. It is always good to be more prepared.

"Master Marquis, you are indeed a traveler. This junior has learned another lesson today."

Han Chunming took the mask and put it on his face.

With this mask on his face, his own mother probably wouldn't be able to recognize him in person.

Poshahou is worthy of being an old martial artist with rich experience. The younger generation like them indeed still have a lot to learn.

"Thank you, master."

Yang Yukun also took the mask and put it on his face.

"It's almost time, let's go to Huguo Temple."

With everything ready, the three of them went straight to Huguo Temple.

On the way to Huguo Temple, the three of them met many people who were also heading towards Huguo Temple.

These people, like them, had all put on disguises and were all going to the Ghost Market of Huguo Temple.

"There are quite a few people coming."

The ghost market has not yet opened, and the people who came to the ghost market to search for treasures are all gathered together at this moment.

Yang Yukun glanced around and saw that there were quite a few people coming, at least more than two hundred people.

Bashahou said, "The auction will be held at twelve o'clock in the morning. The ghost market will open shortly. The three of us will split up and meet at the first stall in the market at half past eleven to have a look at the auction."

"Good master."

"Okay, Lord Marquis, don't worry, I will arrive at the meeting point on time at half past eleven."

"The gong is ringing, the ghost market is open, let's go in."

With the gong as the signal, after three gong sounds, the ghost market officially opens.

Under the leadership of two ghost market administrators wearing masks of Nuo gods, people who came to the ghost market to search for treasures entered the market in an orderly manner.

"Remember, at half past eleven, we will meet at our current location."

After entering the market, Bashahou once again emphasized the meeting time with Yang Yukun and Han Chunming.

Don’t wait until the time comes.

If he doesn't wait for the two of them at 11:30, then he will go to the auction alone. Then don't say that he, as a master and an elder, is not interesting enough.

Because you can’t just go to the ghost market auction if you want to.

It is said that capital verification is required.

If you are below the required financial threshold, you are not eligible to go to the auction site.

Without his leadership, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming would definitely not be able to enter the auction venue.

"Master, I remember, at half past eleven, you will never be late for this position."

"Master Hou, I have also remembered it. Don't worry, I will be there on time at half past eleven."

"Okay, let's go our separate ways and see if we can buy some good items from the stalls."

"Okay."

After entering the market, the three of them went separate ways and wandered around the market.

Yang Yukun discovered that this ghost market was actually not much different from markets like Liulichang.

The only difference is that the ghost market has a sense of mystery, and most of the items are of unknown origin, and many of them have just been unearthed, with a strong earthy smell.

There are indeed many real things in the ghost market, but not everything is real, and there are also many fakes.

It is also not easy to find good things here, because the high-tech products here are indeed a bit high-tech.

From Shang Zhou to last week, true and false, false and false, false and true, it is easy to fall into the trap if you are not careful.

At a stall he just passed by, Yang Yukun saw someone buying a high-tech jade pot spring vase from the Republic of China period at the price of an authentic product from the Song Dynasty, and thought he was getting a huge advantage.

Yang Yukun visited several stalls but didn't take action because he didn't see anything worthy of his action.

The money he brought with him was not enough to buy everything in the market, so he naturally had to spend it wisely to buy a few items he liked.

When passing by a stall, Yang Yukun stopped.

When he and Han Chunming went to the countryside to look for old things, didn't they come back with a set of Kangxi's colorful Twelve Flower God's Cups? He planned to use these cups to drink tea, thinking that he would buy a better teapot if he had a chance.

set.

There is a nice-looking teapot at this stall.

Yang Yukun squatted down calmly, picked up the teapot and looked at it carefully.

This is a melon-edge teapot, with a novel and unique shape and beautiful shape. The lid is cleverly decorated with foreign colors on the melon base, and the bottom is fully glazed with turquoise green. In the center is a six-character three-line alum red seal calligraphy made in the Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty.

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The body of the pot has an imperial poem written by Emperor Qianlong.

"Tea Before the Rain".

Before the Grain Rain and after the Spring Thunder, the new willow trees are dyed goose-yellow.

Men and women carrying cages walked along the mountains and rivers, competing to try their samadhi skills at picking tea.

The sun is shining brightly on the mountainside and the blue clouds are warm, and the spear flag is half-waving in the warm spring.

Selling and trading with merchants for food and clothing, and migrant workers have never touched his lips.

Yiyu tastes the spring and enjoys it on credit. After sipping it, he recalls the poor people's home.

New silk and new grains have been sold, and now they are also selling new sprout tea.

This is indeed a rare fine tea utensil, a melon-edge teapot made with foreign colors and inscribed with the poem "Tea Before the Rain" made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty.

The designer of this teapot was Qianlong himself.

After determining the origin of the teapot, the next step is to get the item at the right price.

Although the stall owner wore a mask, Yang Yukun could still see the shrewdness of an old fox in his eyes.

It is impossible to buy this teapot for just a few dollars or dozens of dollars like I did when I was looking for old objects in the countryside.
Chapter completed!