"Xiao Wu, you are a fool, you got something to the car, it stinks to death. ”

Wu Yingcheng smiled proudly: "Good thing." ”

Lao Cai started the car, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Cut! Lao Tzu thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be a broken urine jar!"

Wu Yingcheng was reluctant all of a sudden, although it was indeed a urine jar, but in addition to the patina, there was not much damage, he expected this thing to make a big profit, how could he say it?

"You know, this thing is a good baby. ”

Lao Cai smiled, "I only know a fart when I see you kid, and my cousin's family has one of this things."

Originally, he thought it was a treasure, but he didn't take it out.

Last month, I saw that I didn't live long, so I asked my cousin to take it to the county for identification, and guess what?"

Wu Yingcheng heard what he said, and began to drum in his heart.

This bronze tripod from ancient times to the present, whether it is the Qin, Han, Tang and Song dynasties, but also the Yuan, Ming and Qing courts, it is regarded as a necessity for sacrifices.

Even when the New Dragon Kingdom was established, there were many places where this kind of thing was used, and who knows what era it was?

"What's the result?" Wu Yingcheng asked impatiently.

Lao Cai looked at the road ahead, his body was constantly shaking because of the bumps in the car, and his dark face showed a down-to-earth smile, "The result is an ordinary sacrificial tripod of the Shang Dynasty, the age is a little, but this thing is everywhere, and others only give fifty yuan to collect." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, exactly like yours, it's also three legs, tall and long, like a urine bucket.

And others still have a cover, you don't even have a cover, it is estimated that it is not worth the money. ”

"Won't it?"

Wu Yingcheng didn't say these three words, but no matter what he said, he thought about these three words in his heart.

When he arrived at the county seat, Wu Yingcheng first asked Lao Cai to unload the mat at his grandfather's house, and then asked Lao Cai the address of the expert his cousin was looking for, and hurriedly took the things and found them.

"Yes, this is a bronze tripod from the Shang Dynasty. ”

The old expert's surname is Luo, and he looks very professional, and he probably determined the age after a glance at the appearance.

He was dressed very plainly, still the full placket that would be popular in the Qing Dynasty, with a few patches on it, and there were not many collections in the house.

The only thing that is more is books, all of which are antiques, and Wu Yingcheng easily thought of the word nerd.

I don't even have a collection, so how can I be qualified to evaluate others?

However, the nerd is also better than a layman like him, so he quickly asked again, "Expert Naluo, do you estimate, how much is this Ding Neng worth?"

The nerd expert said, "If you buy it for me, I'll only give you thirty dollars." ”

"What? thirty?"

Wu Yingcheng has the heart to hit the wall, and he does business and life by himself, all in line with the principle of not suffering losses.

This time, I jumped into the pit.

"By the way, Expert Luo, there is another poem here, which is said to be written by Li Bai, you can take a look. ”

After all, Wu Yingcheng had gone through strong winds and waves, and remembered the following poem.

Although this thing may not only not increase the value of this tripod, but will reduce the value of this tripod, it is also the only chance to turn the book around.

"Li Bai's poems?"

When Expert Luo heard this, he frowned, and then gently stretched out.

From ancient times to the present, the most indispensable thing is the madman prodigal, disease-free**, leaving poems and sentences everywhere, not too much.

There are too few that can add value to cultural relics and antiques, but there is a suspicion of adding to the snake, destroying the original appearance of antiques.

But if it's really Li Bai's real work, then maybe it's really worth some money.

And he is a pedantic character, talking about a study and research, learning if you don't know it, studying if you don't know, and always maintaining the enthusiasm of a first lover for this kind of thing.

He took off the pair of glasses on his face that were full of seams and pulled out a magnifying glass, "I'll take a look at where it is." ”

Wu Yingcheng hurriedly turned the ding upside down and showed him the following poem that was said to be Li Bai's masterpiece.

Expert Luo frowned and stared, first hissing in his mouth, then looking at it for a while, and began to mumble in his mouth.

"The slanting wind and rain, the ancient cypress is steep, and the twilight rain does not stop. Bashan is melancholy, the square intestine is broken, and the wind chimes are sad.

Why don't you feel like this word is Li Bai?"

When Wu Yingcheng heard this, he almost didn't sit on the ground.

It's not that I feel sorry for that money, but that his dignified boss Wu, a powerful traverser, played antiques for the first time, and he made such a big mess.

Expert Keluo's eyes that were wide by the magnifying glass suddenly stared, as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person trembled, as if he was saying to Wu Yingcheng, and as if he was saying to himself: "Wait, this poem is indeed not Li Bai's, but..." ”

Hurriedly ran to the long row of bookshelves behind him, and found a book with a yellowed "New Tang Book" and a blue cloth shell "History of the Tang Dynasty".

He trembled his hands, like a madman, and said while flipping: "Major discovery! Major discovery! Emperor Tang Ming really wrote lovesick words to Yang Yuhuan, it is it, it must be it, it is definitely it!"

Wu Yingcheng listened, and he didn't know what it meant, but seeing his excited appearance, he estimated that the origin of this word was extraordinary, and said that he couldn't add great value to this tripod, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But he didn't dare to ask more, just waiting for him to find it, he flipped through the two books, as if he still hadn't found it, ran back to the bookshelf, found a thick, no book jacket, flipped through for a while, and suddenly stopped.

"Found it, that's it, that's it!"

As he spoke, he ran over, picked up the magnifying glass again, looked at the words on it, and then raised his head and said: "Xiao Wu, although your tripod is not valuable, but the words on this tripod are too valuable, this is the lovesick words written by Emperor Tang Ming to Yang Yuhuan, and it is his swan song." ”

Wu Yingcheng didn't react for a while, looked at Expert Luo, who was trembling excitedly, and was stunned for a long time, before asking, "Emperor Tang Ming, his old man can also write words?"

Expert Luo nodded like a wave drum, "Of course, Emperor Tang Ming is an emperor and a genius, he has done many poems in his life, but what has been handed down is made by the prosperous era, magnificent and heroic."

Only this song "Yulin Bell" made for Yang Yuhuan, the whole poem is sad and sad, feeling the rain and sad wind, which is not like his style at all, and it is not a poem, so that it is recognized by later generations as Liu Yong's work.

The historical and literary circles have debated this matter for hundreds of years, and there has never been a reason to convince the other side, and now with this tripod, it will inevitably cause an unprecedented impact on the historical and literary circles. ”

Wu Yingcheng is a flat-headed ordinary man, how does he know what impact this thing will have on the literary and historical circles, he only wants to know one thing: "Expert Luo, how do you know that this poem, no, this word was written by Emperor Tang Ming, not by Liu Yong?"

Expert Luo seemed to feel that his authority had been provoked, snorted coldly, and asked rhetorically: "Liu Yongnai is a poet of the Song Dynasty, born in Fujian, and has never been to Bashu Province in his life, how can his words be engraved on this tripod?"

Wu Yingcheng was still not at ease, although he didn't know exactly who this Liu Yong was, but he knew who Emperor Tang Ming was, and he knew what the Mobao he left behind, no, it should be called Kebao, what it means.

That's the emperor's real handiwork, not to mention anything else, I don't know how much this word is worth.

"Is it possible that someone else engraved Liu Yong's words on this?"

Expert Luo was immediately furious, although he had retired from the cultural relics museum, but for the study of Tang Dynasty culture, in the entire Bashu Province, he recognized the second, and others did not dare to recognize the first, and even the tone of his speech changed.

"Ignorant child, look at this word solemn and powerful, calm and thick, exactly the same as the words on the book "Shitai Filial Piety" written by Emperor Tang Ming, how could it be made by someone else?

Moreover, to be able to engrave words on this bronze tripod is by no means ordinary people, only a person of his status can find such a craftsman, and engrave this word on it as it is. ”

Wu Yingcheng saw the appearance of Expert Luo angrily, and affirmed that this word was definitely done by Emperor Tang Ming, and hurriedly hugged Na Ding, and was about to go to the lower end of the stage.

Expert Luo seemed to have been robbed of the treasure by someone, and yelled, "What do you kid want to do?"

Wu Yingcheng looked aggrieved, "Expert Luo, since the appraisal is over, of course I will take him home." ”

Expert Luo shook his head, and only then did he react, the kid in front of him who was yelled at by him was the owner of this thing.

"That.... ”

Expert Luo coughed, returned to normal, and couldn't help but touch the ding.

"Xiao Wu, I have studied the culture of the Tang Dynasty for many years, this tripod is very important to my career, can you give him to me?"

"This.... ”

When Wu Yingcheng heard this, he was in trouble.

It stands to reason that this kind of treasure placed here by him, in addition to selling it for money, can only be a tyrannical thing, but he has no reason to give such a valuable thing to others.

This thing is made by a generation of lovers, and God knows how much it will be worth in a few decades to put it in the auction house where thousands of billionaires are present.

"This Luo expert, look at me, everything else is easy to say, but I like infatuated men.

Since this poem was written by Emperor Tang Ming to Yang Guifei, it can be regarded as the best in the love letter, please also ask you Haihan. ”

When Expert Luo heard this, his face was full of regret, but after all, the thing belonged to someone else, so he shouldn't force it to grab it.

"Okay!Okay!I can only say that I have nothing to do with this thing, I only have one request, can you let me expand the words on it?"

Wu Yingcheng didn't know much about this thing, but it could be seen that Expert Luo looked obsessed and eager, so he still agreed, "However, you also have to help me with one thing." ”

Expert Luo listened to Wu Yingcheng's agreement, and his frowning brows finally relaxed.

"If you have anything to do, just say it, as long as I can do it, I will do my best to help. ”