Chapter 119 The origin of the purple clay teapot

The fat white man looked at his grandmother's affectionate appearance and knew that this pot must carry a lot of her past. He squatted down beside his grandmother and looked at her silently.

"Grandma, aren't you looking at that old photo all day long? When I saw this pot in Fong, I suddenly felt it was very similar. I didn't expect it to be this set. Things in this world are really coincidental! But... Grandma, what is the origin of this pot?"

"This set of Yixing purple clay gold-painted pots was a famous Yixing purple clay craftsman during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. He was a famous master with great achievements in pot art over the past few hundred years and a master of his generation!"

Grandma Bai turned over the purple clay teapot in her hand. Sure enough, the word Mingyuan was engraved at the bottom of the teapot, and Chen Mingyuan's seal was attached next to it.

"Chen Mingyuan's pot has his own characteristics. He deviates from the limitations of geometric and tendon-shaped shapes left over from the Ming Dynasty and begins to simulate natural forms and shape the pot body, flowers, plants, trees, vegetables, fruits, birds, beasts, fish and insects. Everything in the world can enter the pot. The shape comes from nature and is appropriately chosen and exaggerated! In this way, it can be seen that Chen Mingyuan is an artist who loves life and is good at ‘re-creation’! Look, the pot in our hands is the early shaping of a pumpkin pot. Look, is it very similar to a pumpkin?"

Grandma White raised the purple clay teapot and let everyone see it. Sure enough, from this perspective, it really looks like a round pumpkin.

"Wow, grandma, then isn't this pot worth a lot?"

The fat white man exclaimed, he had heard of the name Chen Mingyuan, he was the master of the purple clay teapot.

"It is very valuable, but in my heart, the emotional meaning contained in this set of pots is far more important than its money meaning!"

Grandma Bai took the lid of the purple clay pot and pointed to the inner wall and asked,

"Look, is there a word 'Hua' here?"

Equation, the fat white man and other people around him all looked up. Sure enough, there was a vague lettering on the inner wall, Hua!

"Sister Chunhua's parents and my parents are colleagues at the Archaeology Institute, so we have been influenced by our parents' knowledge since we were young. She likes Chen Mingyuan very much because his works always show the beauty of life and his positive and optimistic attitude towards life! Later, Sister Chunhua and I went to Henan to be educated youth. It was really difficult for two girls to live in the countryside, but Sister Chunhua has always taken good care of me! Later, she married the son of a local village chief, who was the village chief... the surname is Li! Sister Chunhua said that she married him because she had a common preference with the village chief's son, because he had a set of Chen Mingyuan's purple clay pot, but I know that it was not. She felt that by marrying the village chief's son, she could protect me and herself! After that, she did protect me and take care of me until...I returned to the city!"

Grandma Bai seemed to remember what happened back then, with her eyes long and profound.

"The correspondence back then was far worse than that now. We could only communicate, and the letters needed to be sent to the post office in the county for mailing. Later, I broke off contact with her and went to find her, but they had moved, and no one knew where she moved! I only had one photo of me and him, on the photo... She and I were drinking tea with this teapot! Think about it now, the scene at that time seemed to be the same yesterday!"

Grandma Bai gently stroked the purple clay teapot in her hand, with tears in her eyes, but smiles on her face. Fang Cheng could feel Grandma Bai's long-lasting emotion, which was her infinite gratitude to her Sister Chunhua!

"Grandma Bai, I think...that grandma Chunhua must be very happy for the rest of her life. Think about it, her favorite purple clay teapot can be preserved so completely, which proves that there are no disasters or disasters in the rest of her life. His grandson Li Zihao is working in my store now. He is an upright, kind and honest young man. Think about it, what kind of family can educate such a child? It must be a happy and warm family, and it may also be...he was raised by Grandma Chunhua!"

Fang Cheng tried to comfort Grandma Bai. He could understand that Grandma Bai felt guilty. She felt that she had abandoned Grandma Chunhua.

"Really?"

Grandma Bai held Fang Cheng's hand tightly and looked at him with an urgent look.

"It's true. I definitely didn't lie to you. When I have time, I will definitely bring him here to see you. You will know what an excellent young man he is!"

Fang Cheng also held Grandma Bai's hand back and promised her with certainty.

I'm waiting..."

After listening to the Equation, Grandma Bai smiled and nodded.

"Grandma, today is your birthday, how can you cry?"

The fat white man on the side regretted giving this pot to grandma. The happy life made grandma unhappy.

"I'm happy, silly boy, you have taken care of it. Grandma is really happy today!"

As soon as he heard grandma's words, the fat white man smiled immediately. He quickly pushed Fang Cheng beside him and signaled him to take out his gift quickly.

"Grandma, Equation is a talented person in antique identification. I'll go to his store to choose gifts for you. Wow, everything is fine!"

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and leaned into his grandma's ear and said softly,

"It's him, he was the one who took me to find the ancient tomb and rescued me in the mountains!"

"ah......"

Grandma Bai sighed lightly, turned to look at Fang Cheng with a little appreciation and gratitude, but on this occasion, she was not convenient for her to express this emotion.

"Grandma, Fat Brother, he is exaggerating. How could I be that great..."

Equation thinks that the fat white man is too high-profile.

"Okay, don't be humble. Haven't you prepared a gift for my grandma? What about the gift, take it out quickly!"

"Oh, yes, yes, grandma, I have also prepared a small gift for you. See if you like it or not!"

Fang Cheng hurriedly took out the plain white pattern satin brocade box he had specially selected from his bulging trouser pocket, and handed it to Grandma Bai respectfully with both hands.

“What a beautiful box…”

Grandma Bai took the box and exclaimed,

"Even the box is so exquisite, the things inside must be even more precious..."

She gently pulled open the ribbon on the brocade box and slowly lifted the lid of the brocade box. She saw a delicate Hetian jade Ruyi hand-held piece appearing in the brocade box. The jade Ruyi was smooth and warm, crystal clear. The shape was headed with Ganoderma lucidum patterns and ended with auspicious cloud patterns. The carvings were fine and smooth. The white grandma, who was familiar with antiques, could tell at a glance that this was an old jade from the Qing Dynasty.

"This...this is too expensive..."

Grandma Bai's face was full of stunning expressions. Jade Ruyi itself has auspicious meanings. Moreover, this Ruyi is shaped by Ganoderma lucidum and auspicious clouds, which is more in line with the theme of today's birthday celebration. This young man used his heart.

"Grandma Bai, Yu Ruyi means good luck, good health, longevity and good fortune. This also represents my wish. Moreover, this Hetian jade is very consistent with your temperament. Yu Zhilan is talking about you, Grandma! It's just a small item I collected casually, so you can accept it with a smile!"

After hearing Fang Cheng's words, the wise people all looked at him. They saw the young man wearing a well-fitting suit, fair and handsome face, and looked like a college student who was not well-versed in the world. But he called this thing worth nearly one million as a small object. Everyone was amazed at which young master this was!

“Well said…”

As everyone was guessing the identity of Equation, they heard an old voice coming from behind everyone. Everyone turned around and saw a tough old man in a gray Zhongshan suit standing there, smiling at the direction of Grandma Bai.

"Senior Brother...you are here!"

"How can I not come after my junior sister's birthday!"

The old man smiled "hehe" and then he turned his head and looked at Fang Cheng standing beside him and suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!