This hasn't been produced for many years, where did this kid come from?

As two senior smokers, they have an absolute fetish for this legendary divine smoke.

Watching Jin Feng smoke a long filter, the two old guys were itchy and numb in their hearts.

"Hmph. ”

"I said Xiao Jinfeng, chairman of Jinda. My little ancestor, do you remember that you have such an industry called the Imperial Capital Mountain Antique Shop?"

"Ahh Remember?"

Qin Yunhua shouted with a sad and angry face.

Huang Guanyang sighed even more bitterly: "Jin Feng, Qin Yunhua and I are really old, and we are useless......"

"We can't take care of your shop. ”

Jin Feng closed his eyes and raised them, handed the spoon to the little girl, got up and wiped his hands and said, "Okay." You're all too old to do anything. Then I'm not reluctant. ”

"From the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, you don't have to go to work. ”

"Curator Huang, your advisor has also been canceled. ”

"Come on, come on......"

"This is a little bit of my care, the two of you pick one and take it back as a souvenir, which is also my pension for the two of them. ”

"Don't be greedy, just one for each person. ”

After speaking, Jin Feng put a bag that had been prepared a long time ago on the ground and walked out of the processing workshop with his feet raised.

Huang Guanyang sizzled, looking at the virtue of God's Eye Gold, it seems that the bitter meat trick is useless.

Is it a goof?

It's not scientific. I've rehearsed it many times before.

Qin Yunhua unceremoniously tore open the bag, muttering that a pension would be a good thing.

When I opened the bag, I saw that there were two sets of four treasures and paperweights in the study.

Ordinary goods!

Carelessly picked up one of the most valuable inkstones, looked left and right and buckled twice and then turned over, fixed eyes on the inkstone, like a ghost bounced up and called out.

"Hey, Mom-"

Huang Guanyang was startled, hurriedly squatted down and picked up a brass paperweight, and his heart jumped suddenly when he held it in his hand.

But I saw that the brass paperweight was a tiger twist, with a rectangular base, and a squatting tiger on it, which was very delicate and realistic, and extremely vivid.

On the square of the copper paperweight is also engraved a vertical line of text.

Huang Guanyang muttered this line of poetry, and suddenly the whole person was not good. He sat down dumbfounded, his face full of horror and disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"How could the paperweight of Yang Yingneng, the twenty-second deceased minister of Jianwen, appear here?"

Qin Yunhua held an inkstone in his hand and shouted in a trembling voice: "Look at this, look at this, this ......"

"Is it Wen Tianxiang's?"

Huang Guanyang was suddenly shocked, hurriedly took the inkstone and held it in the palm of his hand, first looked at the style and then touched the material, looked at the carving carefully, and finally looked at the line of engraved fonts on the inkstone, and his head exploded.

Qin Yunhua was frightened, and hurriedly picked up another blue and white mountain of Beacon Mountain. Touching Qin Yunhua, he screamed in shock.

"Blue and white glaze red!"

"Yuan Dynasty!?"

Huang Guanyang's shoulders shook violently again, and he hurriedly took over the first trial, his face turned white.

This blue and white glaze red pen frame Shanzi is really amazing.

In the middle of the mountain-shaped pen holder, a thumb-thick red should be on top of the plain blue and white, like a round of red sun above the sea, the artistic conception is very in place, and it is very beautiful.

Glaze red porcelain is the best of the porcelain, while the blue and white glaze red is the best of the best.

The origin of blue and white glaze red was in the Yuan Dynasty, but at that time, the firing technology was not high, and the number of surviving was very small, and one was a sky-high price of several million.

If this blue and white glaze red Shanzi is the Yuan Dynasty, it will be terrible.

Huang Guanyang's knowledge is at ease with Qin Yunhua, and for a while, he looked at the tire to see the glaze color and then look at the bubble reaction of the red in the glaze, thinking that it was from the Ming Dynasty, but he was not sure.

While he was pondering and silent, Qin Yunhua held two long golden ink ingots in front of Huang Guanyang, and said in a trembling voice: "It seems to be Pan Yungu's ink." ”

The corners of Huang Guanyang's mouth suddenly twitched fiercely.

Just about to get the ink ingot, he suddenly yelled at Qin Yunhua: "Rules and regulations." ”

Qin Yunhua immediately turned red.

I was so excited that I forgot the rules.

Quickly put the ink ingot on the ground and blamed himself one after another.

Huang Guanyang picked up the ink ingot and took a look, only to see that the long ink ingot was wrapped in golden packaging, and it was also engraved with pine and bamboo patterns, and the style carving was also quite exquisite.

Turning it over and looking at the back, it is still engraved with Pan Yungu's three regular scripts.

On the spot, Huang Guanyang was so excited. Pan Yungu, who is that?

In the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, there were only seven or eight ink makers in the entire Yuan Dynasty, and he was one of them.

The pen is like grass, and the ink is like a treasure.

The meaning of this sentence is that the brush is less valuable the more it is shelved, and the ink ingot is the opposite.

The older the ingot, the more precious it is.

At present, the earliest ink surviving is the ink pill unearthed from the tomb of the Nanyue King in the early Han Dynasty. Although it has been more than 2,000 years, the appearance is still well preserved.

After crushing the ink pellet, mix it with water casually, and the same can be used.

The largest number of ink ingots in the history of China is the Ming Dynasty. There are a lot of fine ink ingots in the Yongxuan period in the Forbidden City, which are still packaged in mahogany boxes, which are very elegant, no less than the current jewelry boxes.

But it is really too rare to have such an old ink ingot of the Yuan Dynasty that is so well preserved.

The rest of the things are read one by one, a few brushes have long been rotten, but the pen is made of yellow pear and small leaf red sandalwood, a look at the pulp and age, Huang Guanyang was shocked again.

In the end, the two of them held the four treasure boxes of the study made of a small leaf red sandalwood and practiced eye skills, and completely turned into statues.

The little girl kept repeating the action of this spoonful of wine on the side, ignoring the two old wooden chickens, and screamed loudly when she saw that there was no black liquid seeping out of the board.

"Master. All right. ”

Huang Guanyang and Qin Yunhua suddenly turned their heads and shouted in unison: "What is your name Jin Feng?"

Jin Feng appeared in the processing workshop and looked at the wooden board, then picked up the wooden board and went out to rinse it with high-pressure water. As always, I tapped my finger on the wood and tasted it, and finally laughed.

When this scene came out, Huang Guanyang and Qin Yunhua saw it in a fog and couldn't figure it out.

"Qin sits on the cabinet, Huang Consultant. Have you chosen a pension?"

At this time, Huang Guanyang and Qin Yunhua started a haha, smiling in their mouths, holding a box in their hands and not letting go.

Jin Feng stepped forward and snatched the box unceremoniously, and said in a manly voice: "Originally, this was reserved for the two of you, but the two of you are older than the other and the other is in poor health, no matter how strong I am, it is not righteous." ”

"You can take these two things as a souvenir. It should also be my Jin Fengfa's pension. ”

Qin Yunhua was dumbfounded, with a bitter look of regret.

After Huang Guanyang's face was painful, he snorted coldly with anger, and without saying a word, he came to Jin Feng, snatched the box again, and shouted angrily.

"I can still salvage it. I can do this advisor to death. ”

Qin Yunhua blinked, hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Chairman, I'm ...... Zilong is seventy and eighty can go into battle to kill the enemy, I ...... I think I can do it for a few more years......"

The box was unexpectedly snatched back by two people, but Jin Feng took out two pieces of paper under the brush, and said in a mansheng voice: "There is no basis for the words, please ask the two to sign a deed of sale." ”

When the two old guys heard this, they were immediately stupid.

stayed here with Jin Feng until the afternoon, and the two old goods reluctantly left. people, and by the way, Jin Feng's red panda gave Mixi two packs.

As the cabinet and consultant of the antique shop in Didu Mountain, the two subordinates also reported to Jin Feng the income and expenditure of Didu Mountain these days.

Earn!

Big Money!

After Jin Feng left, he handed over the power of the antique shop to Wen Jing, a girl who was inspired by the incident of the antique shop's white rainbow knife exhibition, and would take out a treasure that was not for sale to display every month.

There is the first place in the antique conference Bai Hongdao as a gimmick, and the fine products on display every month have attracted collectors and collectors who are close to the identity of the crazy cheers.

In such a situation, it is difficult for the antique shop not to become popular.

The best sellers are those junk silver ingots and silver ingots, followed by those old jewelry.

The most profitable is the old gun in Shi Dakai's treasure, and there was once a foreigner who came to Jincheng for a meeting and was shocked when he saw the old-fashioned flintlock pistol in the store.

I bought two flintlock pistols in one go, and 230,000 Dao Lang swiped the card to pay the bill without blinking.