黄梅时节,细雨蒙蒙,行人稀少。一天,我途经小巷口时,见一地摊上摆着一些古旧瓷器、捻珠串和砚台。遂驻足蹲下来细看,但摊上瓷器多数是伤残货。而一方砚台虽然不大,却墨垢灿然,色浆厚实,一看就知道是清代端砚。我心中暗喜,便与摊主攀谈起来,得知摊主姓赵,原在西藏做汽车生意,现回家来学做古玩,刚入道几天,串乡收购,城里销 Huangmei season, drizzle, few pedestrians. One day, as I passed through the alleyway, I saw a bunch of ancient porcelain, twisting beads and ink stone on the street. Then stop and squat down to look carefully, but the majority of stalls are ware on sale. Although not a large inkstone on one side, but ink scale brilliant, thick paste, a look to know that the end of the inkstone in the Qing Dynasty. My heart is pleased, then chatted with the stall owners, that the owner surnamed Zhao, the original car business in Tibet, now go home to learn to do antiques, just a few days into the road, the acquisition of rural, urban sales