I Am a Nobleman in England

Just entering the flea market, Emilia is like a curious baby who can look at everything, dragging Arthur's hand, and constantly "jumping" between the stalls.

For a while, he picked up a Czech double-mouthed porcelain jar, smiled at Arthur and called it beautiful, and for a while, he ran to another booth and pointed to the porcelain sculpture of a sedan chair in Naples, Italy, saying he liked it, and squatted in the pile of gold and silver jewelry to pick and choose, from time to time. He picked up one and compared it in front of himself, seeking Arthur's opinion. . .

There are a wide variety of goods on the stalls, such as precious ceramic statues, old-fashioned magnifying glasses, etc., in short, there is everything you want. The most common items here are silverware, paintings and furniture, and there are endless surprises here.

However, compared with the antiques in the shop, the sense of historical precipitation and value is much worse. Many are even modern knives and forks, bowls, belts, sabers, telescopes and the like.

After spending dozens of pounds, I bought an exquisite silver carved jewelry box and gave it to Emilia. After making her happy and sending her a sweet scent, the two began to browse and admire in various stalls .

"what?!"

When passing by a booth where a young boss was dozing off on an outdoor folding chair, Arthur saw a string of white gourd-shaped bracelets on the other's wrist. Since when did blond-haired, blue-eyed young foreigners start playing bracelets?

Arthur's gaze and expression changed from surprise to surprise, and slowly turned into meaningfulness. The light in his eyes became extremely bright, and his footsteps did not stop. He continued to walk forward. He whispered a few words in his ear.

After being slightly stunned, Emilia cast her eyes on the stall owner who was dozing off, and then said suspiciously: "You go, Paul and I go to the front first to have a look. I'll come back to you later."

"Well, Paul, give me some money." Arthur said to the butler Paul with a smile.

The housekeeper, Paul, took out the wallet without hesitation, and handed it to Arthur, "There are about a thousand pounds in cash in it."

"Hehe, that's enough..." Arthur smiled confidently, then nodded to the two of them, then turned and walked towards the booth.

Arthur did not wake up the dozing young boss, but squatted down and looked at the goods on the stall, which was similar to most second-hand stalls, not only vinyl records, various silver ornaments, but also some World War II items, old Small clocks, pocket watches and other old sundries.

However, it can be seen that most of the things inside are old, and there are a few boxes covered. Arthur knew at a glance that it was a cloth-covered gift box like the Celestial Dynasty, and the look in his eyes became even more serious. eager.

"Sir, may I open the box and see what's inside?"

Arthur looked up at the young boss who seemed to be aware of the arrival of a guest, opened his sleepy eyes, and asked the young boss who was still uninterested.

"Please feel free to—"

"Thank you." Arthur smiled and nodded, reached out and picked up a large flat rectangular box, slowly opened it, and saw the contents inside, Arthur's eyes with his head down were shining with a very hot light , Forcibly suppressing the excitement and excitement in his heart, he reached out and lifted the string of oily amber beads in the box as if nothing had happened, but he didn't take it out and put it on his hand to look at it.

Chaozhu!

Arthur was very sure, after all, he had seen several pieces of court beads in his previous life, but this one seemed to be missing, only the main bead string was completed, and the three strings of small beads on both sides had disappeared.

I quickly checked the number of amber beads, exactly 108, and between every 27 amber beads, there are 4 pink tourmaline "Buddha heads", which are slightly larger than the amber beads. Under a tourmaline Buddha head, There is also a gourd-shaped tourmaline "Buddha-head Pagoda" hanging from it. On the Buddha-head Pagoda is a string of tourmaline round beads, which are slightly smaller than amber beads.

The beads of different textures and colors imply heaven, earth, sun and moon. The amber pilgrimage beads are worn when offering sacrifices to the ground, and the beads are round and even.

The size was the same, and the color was like gold. Arthur guessed that it might be a string of golden pearls.

He closed the box calmly and put it aside. Just as he reached out to pick up another cube box, he was interrupted by the young boss. "There's a teapot made of clay inside, let me get it for you."

When Arthur heard this, he withdrew his hand that had stopped in mid-air, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and said to the other party in a very embarrassed way: "Sorry, I...then I will trouble the boss."

One of the unspoken social rules of the British is to advocate "clumsiness". And the only sure rule of thumb for being an utterly impeccable Brit is awkwardness and awkwardness in self-introductions and greetings. One has to do it subconsciously, uncomfortablely, awkwardly, and above all, embarrassingly. Those articulate, well-spoken, confident behaviors are misconduct and completely un-British behaviour."

Arthur's embarrassment and clumsiness didn't seem to surprise the young boss, but he opened the box indifferently, and took out a purple sand teapot with a shiny body from it.

Zisha pot with lifting beams, but why is the body of the pot so bright?

Arthur frowned slightly. The metal handle, spout, lid, and ring foot were all wrapped in metal, polished with purple sand? glazed? I haven't heard of it at all. . .

Reaching out his hand to take the teapot with handles carefully, Arthur turned the pot over and looked at the bottom.

The lettering of "a piece of ice heart in the pot" and a seal of Meng Chen.

Mengchen Pot!

Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Arthur still knew the famous Mengchen pot, but he had never seen this kind of polished purple clay pot. There was nothing strange about the metal handle. After thinking for a moment, he carefully handed the purple clay pot to the indifferent young boss.

"Excuse me, may I have a look at the contents of this box?" Arthur asked with a smile on his face.

"Okay, here is a beautifully carved white stone tablet..." He said and handed the box to Arthur.

When Arthur heard the other party's introduction, he twitched the corners of his mouth very subtly. When he opened the box, his pupils shrank slightly, and the splendor flashed away. He picked up the white jade carved dragon jade tablet in the box, put it in his hand and examined it carefully. .

Arthur is not surprised that foreigners can't understand and look down on the jade of the Chinese dynasty. Even after another ten years, items like jade will still be cold overseas. Compared with dazzling gems, Foreigners are skeptical about the high price of jade, shouting that they don’t understand!

In fact, this cannot be blamed on Wai Guoren, because they are "uneducated", ahem, here refers to the lack of "jade culture".

"Nice carving, what kind of animal is on it, very strange..." Arthur asked very interested in the carving on the stone sign.

"It seems to be a dragon from the Celestial Dynasty. I don't know very well. Their dragons don't have wings..." As he spoke, the young boss curled his lips and shrugged his shoulders with a puzzled expression.

Arthur also showed doubts, shook his head, then put it down and said, "But the carving is very beautiful, what's the price?"

"50 pounds." The young boss glanced at Arthur lightly, said the price without hesitation, and then put the box back to its original position, as if he thought that Arthur, like other customers, would not hesitate to ask for the price. leave.

"What about this bead necklace?" Arthur didn't feel angry because of the other party's attitude, but picked up the bead and asked with a slight frown.