It's important to light incense!

Guan Ping'an is thinking about matches?

A box of matches suddenly appeared in her hand, looking at the name of the factory on the small matchbox on it, Guan Ping'an found that she seemed to have made a new discovery.

Does it mean that she can not only move wherever she wants to appear in the small gourd, but also can summon things and put them back anywhere at will?

Between his minds, Guan Ping'an meditated on fruit bowls, fruits, and pastries...... Soon, two plates appeared on either side of the incense burner on the incense table, and then fruits and pastries emerged.

At this moment, Guan Ping'an didn't care about lighting three incense sticks first, but immediately got off the board and knelt on the ground, and she kowtowed respectfully three times.

"The ancestors are above, your relatives and bloodlines are safe and thank the ancestors for their great kindness, and beg the ancestors to bless your descendants. ”

Although there was no voice to reply to her, Guan Ping'an was convinced that this small world must be the immortal thing passed on to her descendants by her ancestor Guan Yinzi.

This is not her ancestor who wanted to go to heaven to be an immortal. For the sake of future generations, her awesome ancestor pinched his fingers and left it to her.

After lighting three sticks of incense and inserting them into the incense burner, Guan Ping'an became happier the more she thought about it, she knelt on the ground again, and kowtowed three times.

Natural.

She didn't forget to continue to bless her Lao Tzu, bless her mother, bless her little brother, and finally read that one could not be controlled, and the number of people increased.

For example, her own grandfather, such as her Grandpa Mei, such as her righteous grandfather, and for example, when she was thinking about Qi Jingnian, she couldn't help but add the old couple Qi......

If her ancestors really had spirits, she would have to be angry. This unfilial son chattered about it, and finally blessed the two pigs that her family just raised this year.

After the happy Guan Ping'an finished bowing, he grabbed the small gourd on the incense table and looked at it...... Not to mention, it's really her white jade gourd.

Carefully put it away, Guan Ping'an grabbed the little bag again. It's so small, it's not as big as a third of her palm, and it's actually embroidered with gold thread.

Guan Ping'an rubbed his fingers together, and there was always an urge to get the first drop of blood on it. But after a little hesitation, she decided to just leave it there and wait for her father to see it.

It's best to let her squeeze some blood out and smear it on the small gourd and the small bag to try, maybe in the future, her father won't need her to lead the way to enter the small gourd.

Noting down this important event, Guan Ping'an looked at the furnishings in the hall again, frowned and sniffed, and finally found that her ancestor was really rich.

The fragrance ignited by the three incenses, if she smelled it correctly, was mixed with ambergris, black agarwood, cloves and other spices.

Smell it again, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Come on.

Another room of rosewood.

The two museum shelves against the wall are made of rosewood, and on the staggered spaces of the shelves, there are porcelain vases, delicate inkstones, or small boxes of different colors.

The style is still not complicated craftsmanship and the like, but each piece looks elegant and elegant. Ya! Sure enough, she is worthy of being her ancestor who is safe.

Guan Ping'an continued to move the board-foot case, which was also made of rosewood, and reached out to open a small box made of white jade on one of the spaces on the museum shelf.

- There are two small porcelain vases inside, and a silk book.

Even if the silk book is still as new as ever, there should be some age. After all, in the pre-Qin period, before the invention of paper, bamboo slips and silk books were often used together.

Especially in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the well-established families used silk as the main material for writing, and the copied silk books were inherited from generation to generation.

Who is like now.

Books are not the same thing, and they are destroyed if they are destroyed. It's a pity that Guan Ping'an, who thinks he has a good literary talent, was confused when he looked at the content of this silk book this time.

It's like a ghost~

It's a little similar to the Taoist priest's talisman, but the most regrettable thing is that she counted it, and she actually knew three or five words, and the others didn't understand what it meant at all.

Thinking that it can stump her Guan Ping'an, the content on it must be a kind of text that appeared in the jurisdiction of a certain prince in the era of her ancestors.

And the two small porcelain bottles didn't have any instructions on them, and they were all filled with pills. It's dark, and it smells stinky.

I wonder what this thing is?

Guan Ping'an, who was afraid of death, didn't dare to pour it out easily, in case her ancestor liked to make some strange things like her, it wouldn't be good.

She quickly closed the bottle and put it back in its place, and put it back in place with the lid of the box. Of course, when she is bored one day, she can scrape a little and try it with a rabbit.

"Huh?"

Guan Ping'an flipped through it, finished turning over a museum shelf, and when she moved to the opposite museum shelf, she found a golden silk nanmu box.

If you want to say that she has flipped through the books recently, it must be that she Lao Tzu recommends the most books about antique identification and the like. In particular, it is the identification of various types of wood.

Guan Ping'an admits that there are few opportunities for her to be eye-catching now. Including jade and miscellaneous, their identification difficulty is not comparable to that of porcelain and calligraphy and painting.

Of course, she absolutely does not admit that porcelain and calligraphy and painting are the two most difficult!

The golden silk nanmu is indeed genuine, and there are two clouds engraved on it...... It should be the cloud. Anyway, the small box on the Bogu shelf was not locked, so Guan Ping'an simply opened it directly.

Outcome?

There were ten crimson bags in a small box. And these tips are exactly the same as the previous ones.

Guan Ping'an looked at the direction of the incense case in confusion. Didn't her righteous grandfather say that the ancestors of the Guan family only passed down a small gourd and a small bag?

What is her ancestor doing here?

With a stomach full of questions, Guan Ping'an circled around the rooms on the left and right sides of the living room. On both sides are rooms with one light and one dark.

The bright one is the study, and the dark one is the bedroom.

In the study of the east room, near the window, there is a warped head case with warped heads on both sides, and there is no shortage of pen and ink on it, and don't think about the pieces of paper.

Her ancestor was also born at the wrong time, and she was in a hurry to become a god without waiting for the invention of paper. How can a god be a casual person?

There are also several square inkstones on the museum shelf on one side, and of course, there is naturally a round incense burner on it. Not to mention that the ancients read books, tasted tea, and stroked the qin, they often put an incense burner.

Let's just talk about her father, right?

always said that scholars misled the country, but her father was also a stinky problem. Not to mention that he tasted tea and stroked the qin, even when he waved the ink and danced the sword, her father also had to burn incense first.

In the words of her previous life, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, incense, and tea are the nine elegant things of the literati, and he has one more elegant thing, which is perfect.

What's more?

Sword also~