At the market management office, my dad signed a standard store transfer contract with Boss Gu, and I looked at it, and there was no agreement on the goods in the store. He said, "How are the goods in the store agreed?"

The market administrator was stunned and said, "Then you have to sign a supplementary agreement by yourself, this agreement is only for the lease and transfer of the store." ”

Boss Gu was very bold at this time, and swept away the haze of recent days, "Brother Niu, let's just write a supplementary agreement." ”

The two handwritten agreements between the two parties clearly stated that the ownership of all the goods belonged to us, and then the boss Gu handed a bunch of keys to my father, "Brother Niu, all the keys in my store are here." That..."

Boss Gu said hesitantly, "Look, can you give me this fee as soon as possible, you know, I'm going to pay off a lot of debt, alas." ”

"I'll transfer you 200,000 first, and the rest..."

"Dad, transfer 500,000 yuan from me to Boss Gu. I interrupted my dad.

My dad frowned and looked at me quizzically.

"Do business, if you want to pay for the goods, let's just transfer it to Boss Gu, don't procrastinate." As I spoke, I strengthened my pronunciation in the words "Two Clears".

Boss Gu was very happy and hurriedly said, "Yes, this is the best." ”

My dad heard what I was saying and agreed.

Not far from the Shilihe market, there is a bank. Because the amount is relatively large, we also enjoyed the VIP treatment and quickly completed the transfer work.

Out of the bank, Boss Gu let out a sigh and sighed, "It's finally over." ”

My dad and I also completed the first step of the plan and were very happy.

Uncle Fang said, it's also noon, "Let's go, let's go have a meal." Today, Boss Degu has a treat, hehe. ”

"Boss Fang, you are slapping me in the face, I must be in a treat today, go, Brother Niu, I have to thank you." "Boss Gu is very good.

My dad also smiled and said, "Then today, you can break the bank, we're welcome." ”

"That, Dad, Uncle Fang, Boss Gu, I'm not too hungry, go to the store first, and come back to me after you eat." "I don't want to eat at all, I just want to hurry up and crack the secret of that brick inkstone.

"Old Niu, you just let him go, we can have some drinks at noon. Uncle Fang saw that my father's face was displeased, and he was busy talking.

"You child, alas, the key is given to you. Let's go eat something by yourself later" My dad taught me a lesson, but he didn't care about me.

We parted ways, and I couldn't wait to trot back to the store.

Panting to the door of the store, I hurriedly opened the door, for fear of being disturbed, and when I entered, I locked the door behind me and took out the wooden brocade box from the safe.

Looking at the quaint brocade box, I smiled, opened it carefully, took out the brick inkstone, and rubbed it with my hands.

When I touched one of the corners of the inkstone, I felt the feeling of sand. Suddenly frowned, this is sand, could it be, this is the sand glued to the original inkstone! I have a rough idea of how this brick inkstone is made. But why did a good Chengni inkstone turn into an ordinary Qing Dynasty brick inkstone?

If it's sand, boiling it in hot water should separate the sand. I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't want to, so I took out the mud inkstone inside first.

After searching the shop for a while, I found a metal basin, put a brick inkstone in it, filled it with water, and put it on the induction cooker where the tea was boiled, and added it to heat.

In a moment, the water boiled and bubbled, and I carefully observed the changes in the brick inkstone.

Five minutes, ten minutes... Half an hour passed, and I filled it with water several times. It's strange, if you use glutinous rice to glue the sand together, then after boiling it for so long, it should have melted.

I picked up the water bottle again, poured water into the basin, and when the water column hit the inkstone, a miracle happened, the water column washed down one corner of the brick inkstone.

I was overjoyed and made it!

I didn't think about it, I just used my hand to grab the brick inkstone in the water, "Ouch, it's burning me!" I cursed. However, the burning sensation pulled my mind back, and I hurriedly rinsed my hot fingers with cold water, laughing inwardly at my recklessness.

I put my hands on two rags, brought the basin to the edge of the basin, carefully poured out the hot water, and then turned on the faucet to the maximum and flushed it vigorously.

The impact of the water column slowly lifted the veil of the brick inkstone, and I slowly peeled off the mortar on it with my hands.

Although I already knew the hole cards before the cards, I still couldn't calm down when this piece was displayed in front of me.

This inkstone, about 25 centimeters long, about 15 centimeters wide, 2 or 3 centimeters high, is inkstone muddy, eel yellow, slightly "wind" character shape.

Sure enough, it was a Chengni inkstone! My eyes were shining with golden light, holding this inkstone in my hand, and I was smiling brightly. At this time, I gradually realized the joy of picking up antiques and treasures.

I carefully played with the inkstone, "Oh, what is this?" I was surprised.

There is a little handwriting on the back of the inkstone, so this inkstone may be a name inkstone!

I was even more excited, frantically looking for brushes in the shop, and then brushing in the pool. Half an hour later, the handwriting finally appeared.

"Too poor and poor, Sun Weng plans to hold Shu hemp noodles. Like the rise of the time and the stone, the thousand-year-old festival is now as seen. The lower left is engraved with the word "Gong". Literally, I didn't see anything famous, I can only guess that Sun Weng is the owner of this inkstone.

"The day before Hong Wu Gengshen Meng Xia Hui, Song Ke from Nangong", Hong Wu Gengshen, this is an inkstone made in the Ming Dynasty, I thought.

"Song Ke, Song Ke!" I suddenly thought of something!

Song Ke, the word Zhongwen, the word Kewen, self-named Nangong Sheng, Jiangdong people, is a famous calligrapher in the early Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Chu is known as Fengxiang. Su Gong Caoli won the method of Zhong Xuan and Wang Xizhi, the pen is exquisite and beautiful, and the demeanor is elegant. And work to write bamboo, although the inch of the hill is a trench, and thousands of jade, the rain stacks smoke, Xiao Ran has no vulgar atmosphere.

The inscription and signature in cursive script are engraved on the back of the inkstone, which proves that this inkstone inscription was made by Song Ke in the early Ming Dynasty, and its content explains that it is for his friend Sun Weng, but who is this Sun Weng? I can't figure it out.

"Forget it, even if you can't prove who this Sun Weng is, it can be proved that this is a Ming Dynasty Chengni wind inkstone!"

"Boom, boom. "The door was slammed suddenly.

"Big brother, where did this surnamed Gu go, why didn't he even open the store today, grandma's, won't run away!"

"He dares, I'll kill him!" You can hear from the breathy voice that this man is very strong.

Is this, the legendary forced debtor, blocking the door?

"Boom!" I slammed the basin to the ground with a screeching sound.

"Big brother, there's someone inside!" a voice rang out outside, "Bang bang." There was another knock on the door.

"The surname Gu, you come out for me! Don't hide, I already know you're inside!" The shouts outside are getting louder and louder, and the words are getting older and more ugly.