Chen Xiu walked around the antique shop and found that there were a lot of cultural toys in the antique shop, but most of them were things that showed wealth and nobility, and there were no truly elegant things.

"A top rich man like Donald may not like a pen full of gems. It is better to find a real elegant literary toy that literati like as a meeting gift. ”

Chen Xiu thought in his heart, seeing that it was difficult to have what he wanted in the "Stone Record", he was about to take Tang Yuanyuan out to find another family, when he suddenly saw an ink inkstone placed in the corner, and his eyes did not shine.

"Shopkeeper, what is the price of this inkstone?"

The shopkeeper of Shiji Zhao is a little old man in his sixties, looking at the ink inkstone on that side for a long time before remembering that there is still this item in his store, he said with a smile: "This is an imitation of Song inkstone, it is not worth a few dollars." Since Mr. Tang is a friend, it would be good to give you a meeting gift!"

Chen Xiu picked up the ink inkstone, opened the lid of the inkstone, and smiled knowingly, "Sure enough, no wonder no one cares about this thing here, it turns out that everyone is gone!

didn't say anything at the moment, just said: "How embarrassing is this, you also open the door to do business, how can there be a reason to give it away for nothing!"

"This ......"

Shopkeeper Zhao hesitated for a while, and looked at Tang Yuanyuan for help.

You must know that Tang Lao Ke has always been a big customer of Stone Records, and if Miss Tang is angered by an imitation, it will be worth the loss.

Tang Yuanyuan naturally understood what he meant, and just said: "Shopkeeper Zhao, you will pay whatever price you want." ”

"That ......"

This imitation Song inkstone itself is a head, belonging to the kind of head that buys a cabbage and gives a green onion, and this inkstone is that onion. So when I asked Mr. Zhao how much this inkstone was worth, he really couldn't answer how much it was worth for a while.

Shopkeeper Zhao was habitual and stretched out a finger out.

"Ten thousand?"

Shopkeeper Zhao sighed in his heart, the price in his heart was only a hundred yuan, but because the price was too low, Shiji had never sold such a cheap thing, and he couldn't open this mouth before he stretched out a finger.

How did he know that Chen Xiu's opening was 10,000 yuan, which really made him smile bitterly.

Chen Xiu saw his distorted facial features, the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently, and he thought that the price he offered was low, so he hurriedly added: "One hundred thousand, I can only give you this price at most." ”

At this moment, the shopkeeper Zhao wanted to laugh but didn't dare, glanced at Tang Yuanyuan beside Chen Xiu, and hurriedly agreed: "100,000 is 100,000!"

He was really afraid that Chen Xiu would offer a price of one million, although when he received this ink inkstone, it was only a few dozen yuan enough to make him earn millions faster, but compared to the long-term big fish of the Tang family, once this Miss Tang's friend knew that he had earned more than one million, he would offend people to death, and the Tang family's line would be broken in the future.

Here, Chen Xiu quickly transferred 100,000 yuan, and the shopkeeper Zhao packed the ink inkstone with a gift box, and was even more worried that he would trap him 100,000 yuan after he went back, so he quickly stuffed three Hetian jade wolf sticks into the gift box.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, what does this mean?" asked Chen Xiu strangely.

"This ...... It's a hitch. ”

Shopkeeper Zhao wiped the sweat on his forehead very embarrassed, he has been in the entertainment business for decades, and it is the first time that a brush worth tens of thousands of yuan has been put into a brush for a piece of ink inkstone worth tens of thousands of yuan.

"Haha...... Then thank you Shopkeeper Zhao!"

Chen Xiu naturally knew the value of these wolf hairs, so he happily picked up the gift box containing the inkstone and walked out, but Tang Yuanyuan grabbed him and asked cautiously, "This inkstone is going to be given to my grandfather?"

"Yes!"

Tang Yuanyuan was a little worried that this meeting gift was not heavy enough, but he was embarrassed to say it in front of Chen Xiu, but when he went out with Chen Xiu, he quietly glanced at the assistant, and the people who could be assistants were all people with exquisite hearts, so they naturally would also care.

After Chen Xiu and Tang Yuanyuan left, the assistant said to Shopkeeper Zhao: "Take out the most valuable things in your store!"

......

Tang Lao entertained a dinner party, Chen Xiu and Tang Yuanyuan got out of the door of Shiji's store and went straight to the Tang family's mansion after getting in the car.

On the way, Tang Yuanyuan received a text message from his assistant, saying that he had spent 3 million to buy a set of late Qing pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Xiu naturally didn't know about this, but he was more interested in playing with the inkstone in his hand, and he was proud in his heart: "I won this piece of Su Dongpo's inkstone for 100,000 yuan, and it is estimated that it is worth tens of millions of dollars with a few big characters carved by Su Dongpo on it, and this time I really picked up a big leak!"

You must know that the four great calligraphers of the Song Dynasty are Su Huang Mi Cai, and the "Su" among them is Su Dongpo!

Su Dongpo is not only the first saint of writing in China, but also a master of calligraphy! Unfortunately, Su Dongpo did not leave many manuscripts of pen and ink.

The only pen and ink left by Su Dacai who can be appreciated by future generations is all based on the seal book, and this inkstone has Su Dongpo's hand-carved "Debi Duan" four words, a word sold for 2.5 million is definitely not expensive!

And as far as this inkstone itself is concerned, it is also the fine product in the inkstone, the material is the end inkstone of Zhaoqing, Guangdong, its own shape is natural, the craftsman only slightly carved a few strokes, and the pattern of a pair of Shoushan stone jumps on the stage.

In addition to the inscription without Su Dongpo, it is also worth a lot!

When Chen Xiu was still playing with the inkstone, the convoy had already slowly driven into the Tang family's mansion.

This is Chen Xiu's second time coming to the Tang family, and he is not as shocked by the courtyard of the Tang family's mansion as he was when he came the first time.

After getting out of the car, he followed Tang Yuanyuan directly into the villa, and only then did he enter the hall, and he saw an old man in his sixties sitting on the top wearing a plain Tang costume, with a crane-haired and childish face, and his body exuded an elegant atmosphere, but a pair of eyes were extremely sharp, and he only glanced at Chen Xiu's body once, and that gaze was like a real sword that seemed to be able to penetrate all time and space.

It was the first time for Chen Xiu to see such sharp eyes, although he was shocked in his heart, his face was unmoved, Tang Ren nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Xiao Chen, come and sit!"

Chen Xiu was down-to-earth and generous and sat beside Tang Ren, Tang Ren saw that the way he sat down was very natural, his muscles were not stiff, and he thought in his heart: "Yes, there are really few young people who can be so casual after I have seen them!"

He smiled and said, "Are you used to Pu'er tea?"

As he spoke, he directly picked up the purple clay pot and poured the ink-colored Pu'er tea into the small teacup in front of Chen Xiu.

"Thank you!"

Chen Xiu stretched out two fingers and tapped lightly on the table a few times to express his gratitude.