AWB Chapter 791 Cat and Jar
Chapter 791 Cat and Jar
Chapter 791 Cat and Jar
Before the two people, the rabbit and the cat came back, Dr. Agasa was squatting on the ground, looking carefully at a gray pottery jar.
"Martin, Mingmei, you're back!" Dr. Agasa turned around, then stood up and was about to walk over to greet them, but he suddenly froze halfway through, and then he was seen rubbing his lower back with a grin.
Martin complained in a helpless tone: "It seems that the doctor has been squatting on the ground for a long time...Why not move it to the table to read?"
"I was just planning to take a look." Dr. Agasa chuckled, picked up the old pottery jar, walked to the table and put it on the table: "The more I look at it, the more I think it's valuable--!"
Although Dr. Agasa's family is not short of money now, who can resist the pleasure of getting unexpected wealth?
Miyano Akemi looked around. There were many old, dusty things piled up in the living room of Dr. Agasa's house. "Did the doctor... inherit a fortune from a destined person?"
"Sister Mingmei has a very high EQ, as she can describe tomb robbing in such a refreshing and refined way." Martin gave her a thumbs up.
"Miaaaaoooo, aoooooo... (These things are obviously the doctor's own old things, right? It's too ridiculous to say that they are grave robbers, right?)"
Martin said solemnly: "Buried in the grave is the young dream of a man named Agasa."
"My dream is not in here." Dr. Agasa stuck out his tongue: "It's just some old stuff."
Dr. Agasa has a small warehouse at home. Today, Dr. Agasa was home alone and he rummaged through the things in the warehouse and sorted them out.
"He picked up the old stuff specifically when the three of us were not at home... Oh, a person who has cleaned up his dark history can stand up straight." Martin glanced at Dr. Agasa's sore and numb old waist, and then at his shoulders with salty sweat marks.
Although Dr. Agasa's physical condition has not returned to youth, it has returned to the prime of his life. He is just a little fatter, so after sorting out a bunch of old things and hurriedly sending an unknown amount of black history to the garbage station for disposal, his old waist became numb and weak after squatting for a while.
As for the dark history...it's actually some of the things I created when I was young whose design concepts violated objective common sense, such as more than one hundred perpetual motion machine experimental models.
"Hehe...hehehe..." Dr. Agasa was sweating profusely. He was a little worried that Martin had already run to the garbage station and got back his black history.
Of course, Martin and his companions who had just returned from the Mori family did not have such powerful abilities. Martin sat down opposite Dr. Agasa and began to look at the quaint jar opposite the doctor.
A very ordinary clay-colored, amphorae-shaped bottle with narrow neck and ears, no patterns or base marks.
Dr. Agasa quickly changed the topic to the jar and explained, "I remember buying this jar in the free trade market a few years ago. At that time, I thought it seemed to be very valuable, so I bought it at a very cheap price."
"But after I bought it, I studied it for a long time but couldn't figure out what era it was from. So I rolled it up in a carpet and put it in the warehouse."
"Martin knows so many strange things, does he also know how to appraise treasures?" asked Miyano Akemi.
Martin rested his right hand on the table with his cheek in his hand, and gently rubbed the surface of the jar with his left index finger: "Well... a glance at it is very likely to be a rare item."
"Really?" Dr. Agasa was a little excited.
Although I am not short of money now, I still find this kind of bargain because it is unexpected money and proves that I have a keen eye. Moreover, I found it in the warehouse after many years, which is like finding 50 yuan in the pocket of my winter coat last year.
"It's fake." Martin changed his tone and said with disgust: "It's eaten by bugs and bitten by rats. It's bare and has no fur. It's just a torn coat."
"It's a jar!" "Oh, it's missing edges, broken, and full of rotten tiles."
"No way!?" The disappointment in Dr. Agasa's eyes was evident.
"Doctor, this thing of yours doesn't even have a glaze. With my level of treasure appraisal, I really can't understand it. Even if it had a message printed on it saying "for microwave use only", I would still be able to give you a heads up."
Antique appraisal is a field that requires a lot of experience. Although Martin's experience is much richer than that of ordinary people, it is not all in the field of antique collection.
Martin thought that this old jar was just like a pickle jar used by an old lady in the countryside. It was also because it felt light when he picked it up that Martin thought it was indeed an old item.
Martin picked up the jar, turned it upside down and looked at the bottom of the jar, then suddenly grabbed the gray cat sitting not far from the table with one hand, lifted her by the back of the neck and held her to the mouth of the jar: "Cats have a keener nose than humans, smell it to see if there is any strange smell."
"Ah, let go of Shiho!"
Miyano Akemi punched Martin with her fist. Because Martin was holding the jar with one hand, this action made Dr. Agasa on the opposite side nervous: "Wait... wait..."
"Miao." The gray cat gave the identification result, no smell.
"It looks like it's neither a pickle jar nor a urinal." Martin put down the jar and the cat.
Because this jar is too ordinary in Martin's eyes. Although Martin's aesthetic taste is not so vulgar that it must be decorated with gold and jade to be valuable, it should have a special glaze or pattern, right?
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However, Japan has an aesthetic philosophy that advocates simplicity, which is generally translated into Chinese as wabi-sabi. The idea of wabi is roughly "rough on the outside, perfect on the inside"; and the idea of sabi is the beauty of being mottled and faded under the influence of time. The objects designed under this guiding ideology not only look ordinary and worthless, but may even be deliberately made to be broken.
"Maybe this is a wabi-sabi antique, maybe it's worth 10 billion?" Martin looked at Miyano Akemi who had just hit him: "There was once a strange woman who, in order to steal 10 billion from the bank, even sacrificed herself..."
"Stop for a moment." Miyano Akemi pinched Martin's mouth and suggested to the doctor: "How about searching on the Internet? Look for the styles of works by past masters and see if there are any similar ones."
After all, Japan is a small place, and there are only three or two famous craftsmen in a certain era. In addition, they advocate the "stubborn spirit", so the works of famous craftsmen are of similar shapes throughout their lives.
"If you can't find it, you can record a video and ask for other people's opinions." Miyano Akemi continued to suggest: "Now there is a well-known video website. Many people will record videos and upload them there, and then many people will watch other people's videos there. If many people who watch the video recognize the value of this pot, maybe they will bid against each other."
Miyano Akemi recalled: "It seemed like last week? I saw a video that was supposed to record the cute behavior of pets, but the can that accidentally appeared in the video attracted some people's attention. As a result, the video recorder sold the can and made a lot of money."
"This is fine!" Upon hearing the bid, Dr. Agasa seemed to see a lot of money falling from the ceiling, and said excitedly: "I'll go get the DV...Martin, can you help me put this pot back on the carpet? I think it will look better this way."
"It's a small matter." Martin stood up, picked up the old pot, and then moved smoothly to avoid the little rabbit's clumsy movements, and gently placed the pot on the carpet.
Professor Agasa probably spread out the carpet in the beginning to cushion the impact when placing the pot on the ground, but after a closer look, he found that the pattern of this old carpet is indeed quite good, and this pattern... It's a handmade carpet. Handmade carpets are generally not cheap, right?
When the doctor came out with the DV camera, he found Martin still squatting on the ground studying the carpet: "Is there anything strange about this carpet?"
"Well..." Martin turned around and said, "Doc, please lend me this carpet for a day. I think I can use it tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)