Old Yuan Tou quietly told Jin Feng that the young woman's name was Ma Sanjie, and it was said that Dongjuan came back from Congliang, and followed an old man in his sixties, and within a year and a half, the old man hung up.

The neighbors all have a very bad opinion of the third sister Ma.

"Young men just have labor. ”

The young woman Ma Sanjie was very satisfied with Jin Feng, smiled rarely, and threw Jin Feng a bottle of mineral water.

Then pack the waste books and waste newspapers in the yard and weigh them, one hundred and thirty-five pounds. plus other old electrical appliances, a total of 490 yuan.

There were twenty pots of flowers in the yard, a total of five hundred.

Jin Feng took out the oil paper bag and counted ten large bills to Ma Sanjie, who was full of smiles and threw a wink at Jin Feng.

"Oops, there's no change for you. It's a thousand. ”

"The old ones in the utility room upstairs have given you away. ”

"My third sister Ma is famous for her generosity, isn't it, giggle......"

Jin Feng didn't have anything, so he took Lao Yuan Tou to move the things in the utility room on the second floor and piled them up in the yard.

After a while, Zhou Miao arrived with an electric three-wheeler, and Lao Yuantou's board car also came in handy.

The three carts full of things had to weigh more than 1,000 pounds, and it took three hours to ride back to the scrapyard.

Jin Feng took out fifty yuan to make a hard fee for Lao Yuantou, but Lao Yuantou refused to take it, without Jin Feng and Zhou Miao, he would have starved to death and froze to death.

Jin Feng was not reluctant, and left Lao Yuantou for dinner.

The dishes were left over from last night's fight, and Zhou Miao mixed all the dishes together to make a hodgepodge, plus three catties of potatoes, which was called a fragrant.

Old Yuan Tou's home is more than ten kilometers away from here, and after drinking two glasses of wine, Jin Feng accepted his cup.

Before leaving, Lao Yuan Tou cautiously asked Jin Feng about the Buddha statue.

Jin Feng responded lightly: "Sell it or keep it as you like." It's up to you. ”

After Lao Yuan Tou left, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Jin Feng closed the door and began to unload the goods.

The first one to be removed was the Eight Immortals Round Table.

This Eight Immortals round table is conjoined up and down. The diameter of the table top is 88 centimeters, and the height is one meter, and the edge of the table under the table top is a relief grape carving, although it is old, but the sense of heaviness is still full.

Underneath were supposed to be four streamlined legs, but now there are two left.

There are also four round stools, 40 centimeters high, streamlined in shape, some like drums.

Four bent lumbers with thick ends and thin middles are supported, the upper end is a rolled moire, and the lower end has a hook tip.

The curve is smooth, the curved foot is straight in the curve, the arc is particularly large, and the tension is particularly strong.

Jin Feng turned the Eight Immortals Table over, reached out and touched it, and threw it aside.

The four round stools turned over, Jin Feng reached out and touched it, with a heaval in his mouth, he ran into the room and took out a miner's lamp and put it on his head.

Holding a miner's lamp to the bottom of a round stool, and then sniffing closer, Jin Feng couldn't help but hum out in his mouth.

"Brother Feng. Are you humming?"

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Miao, who was unloading things, was stunned for five seconds, the muscles on her face stretched, and she slowly showed a happy smile.

"Brother Feng, you haven't hummed for a long time. ”

Jin Feng hummed, looked at the other three round stools one by one, and shook his head.

"It's a pity. Only a pair. ”

"What couple?"

Zhou Miao asked from the side.

"Huanghuali drum stool. Fine. ”

Zhou Miao was stunned, dragged the stump leg over, and shouted in surprise: "Huanghuali?"

"Brother Feng, you read that right?"

Huanghuali's fame is too great, even Zhou Miao at the bottom is like thunder, and he is doing this business, hearing Huanghuali's name, Zhou Miao was also taken aback.

"Absolutely, yes. ”

Zhou Miao squatted beside Jin Feng, and also learned from Jin Feng's appearance, the four drum stools looked and looked, touched and touched, and said half-loudly: "I can't see it." ”

"I'll teach you. ”

Jin Feng squatted on the ground, held a miner's lamp, pointed to the bottom of a yellow pear drum stool and said to Zhou Miao.

"Huanghua pear is divided into avocado and bran pear, and avocado is a little better than bran pear, but it is oily enough. ”

"It's actually very simple to tell the truth from the fake. Smell him. ”

"The fragrance of huanghuali is incense. Natural and deep, with a fresh aftertaste. ”

"Look at his color again, it is mainly golden, and the texture is the splashed ink landscape of our ancestors, with a strong sense of three-dimensionality. ”

"See, it's its grimace. This is the best ghost eye tumor. Quite rare. ”

"There is also the oiliness of Huanghuali, which is brushed with varnish, and its original wood surface cannot be touched, but it is very oily. ”

Zhou Miao looked at the four drum stools for a while according to Jin Feng's words, and Nuo Nuo asked, "Brother Feng, why aren't these two huanghuali pears?"

"These two roots also have nodules, and the texture is similar to that of Huanghuali. ”

Jin Feng told Zhou Miao to stand up, took the Huanghuali and the other one in his hand to weigh the weight, and after trying it, Zhou Miao suddenly realized.

"Fake this one. ”

Jin Feng nodded and said, "This is red sandalwood with a pear pattern, which belongs to a kind of mahogany. There is still a difference with Huanghuali, and the value is not as high as Huanghuali. ”

"But the workmanship is okay. ”

Zhou Miao said in a low voice: "Brother Feng, I heard that Huanghuali furniture is very expensive, this time...... Did you find a treasure?"

Jin Feng lit two cigarettes, stuffed one into Zhou Miao's mouth, and said softly, "Pick up treasure!?"

"Far from it. ”

"This thing can only be called a leak. ”

"A real treasure...... Only tomorrow. ”

Hearing Jin Feng's words, Zhou Miao was silent, but she was frightened by Jin Feng's words.

Huanghuali furniture is frighteningly high on the market, and there are a lot of people who rush to buy it, which is the furniture of the old Huanghuali, and the price is not generally high.

But in Jin Feng's eyes, this thing is just a leak, not even a treasure.

"Brother Feng, you know so much. ”

Jin Feng snorted and patted Zhou Miao's head: "There is still a leak." Come this way. ”

When he arrived at the edge of the courtyard, the twenty pots of flowers that he had collected for five hundred yuan were placed here by Zhou Miao.

Zhou Miao had an opinion in his heart about Jin Feng spending five hundred yuan and receiving twenty pots of useless flowers.

These flowers can only be seen, not eaten, and they are placed in the yard and occupy space. Some flowers are not easy to feed, and money is wasted.

But Zhou Miao didn't say it.

Among the brothers, Jin Feng is the best for himself.

I didn't have a mother since I was a child, and I was only six years old when my father died, and it was Jin Feng who took him into the mountains every day to dig wild mushrooms and burn steel and charcoal so that he didn't starve to death.

When he was eight years old, he went up the mountain to hunt walnuts alone and fell down the valley, but Jin Feng carried himself up alone for two days.

In his heart, he has long treated Jin Feng as his closest brother.

Jin Feng squatted down and reached out to bring out a blue square flower pot.

The pot is very small, no more than 20 centimeters long, less than 10 centimeters wide, and only 5 centimeters high.

The overall shape is like a rectangular groove.

There is a fold edge around the top of the pot, the four sides of the arc are extended, and the bottom is retracted by the fold edge, and the base is smaller.

This pot is planted with a daffodil that is a foot high.

The white flowers, green branches and leaves, slim and elegant, like Lingbo fairy, quietly open, exuding a rich fragrance.

Jin Feng walked over, stretched out his hand, and unceremoniously ripped off the daffodils and put them into a tattered bucket.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?"

Jin Feng poured the water in the flower pot dry, stuffed the flower pot into Zhou Miao's hand with his backhand, and smiled.

"Your leg is healed by it. ”

Zhou Miao blinked dryly, looked at Jin Feng with a confused expression, and then looked at the flower pot in his hand.

"Brother Feng, I haven't studied for two days, don't lie to me. ”

Jin Feng snorted, smiled silently in a rare way, turned the flower pot over, and hit the bottom of the flower pot.

In the middle of the bottom is a rectangular stamp, in which are written three lines of six characters in gold.

“......”

"Brother Feng, what's written on this?"

Jin Feng said lightly: "The Qianlong year of the Qing Dynasty." ”

"Remember the big words. See?"

"There is a slight bulge in the middle of the big characters, which is the best way to distinguish the authenticity of all the things in the Qianlong period. ”

"You pay attention, especially this big character, a little in the middle but too small, this is the most obvious feature of the objects in the early Qianlong period. ”

Zhou Miao shook her head hard: "Brother Feng." I don't understand. ”

Jin Feng smiled, grabbed Zhou Miao's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "It's okay if you don't understand." There will be time later. ”

"This is also an antique, isn't it?"

In the face of Zhou Miao's inquiry, Jin Feng nodded, the miner's lamp hit the flower pot, and said softly: "The name of this thing is called the Qing Qianlong Imitation Ru Kiln Narcissus Pot." ”

"The stuff of the early Qianlong Emperor. It's also a leak. ”()

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