Meng Zitao came to Jin Dong's friend's antique shop.

This antique shop is not small, the decoration is decent, and the things in the store are mainly porcelain, and there are some jade.

Meng Zitao walked into the store with something, and a guy came over and saw that Meng Zitao was carrying something in one hand and a blackened, inconspicuous wooden board in the other, and thought that Meng Zitao was here to sell things, which made him frown slightly.

Before the guy could speak, Meng Zitao asked, "Excuse me, where are Mr. Jin?"

The guy was stunned, and immediately reacted: "You are?"

Meng Zitao said: "I am Meng Zitao. ”

The guy immediately changed his smiling face and said with a smile: "Hello Meng Shao, my shopkeeper Song and Mr. Jin are in the back room, and I will take you over." ”

"Thank you. ”

"Yes, you're welcome......"

Meng Zitao followed the man into the meeting room, and saw that in addition to Feng Zhengsheng and them, there was an old man and a middle-aged man in the room.

Seeing Meng Zitao come in, Jin Dong got up and introduced him and the old man and the middle-aged man, the old man is Song Xuecheng, the shopkeeper here, and the middle-aged man is a friend of Jin Dong and Song Xuecheng, a local owner who likes to collect antiques, named Wu Kangshi.

Everyone exchanged a few words, Feng Zhengsheng noticed the things that Meng Zitao was carrying, and said with a smile: "Why did you bring a 'blackboard' back." ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "What blackboard, this is a warp pressing." ”

"What is a warp press?" Feng Zhengsheng asked curiously.

Meng Zitao explained: "The traditional Sanskrit folder is to clamp the album with a plywood, drill one or two holes in the center or both ends of the plate belt, and tie it through a rope to form a book. For example, during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the brocade bag 'Sanskrit clip' containing the "White Umbrella Cover Ritual Sutra" is a typical example of this type of warp plate. ”

Feng Zhengsheng was surprised: "You mean, this is also the warp pressure plate used by the palace during the Qianlong period?"

Meng Zitao shook his head and said: "I'm not sure about this, because the two are a little different, such as the mane and vermilion paint on the outer board of the Qianlong Palace, and the gold, but this warp pressing plate does not do this." However, there are also the same parts, such as the auspicious pattern in the middle, the book on the back of the scripture plate, and the Chinese text, which I guess is likely to be used in Tibetan secret scriptures. ”

Song Xuecheng was an old man in his fifties, with the appearance of an old pedant, and he said, "Meng Shao, can you let me appreciate this scripture press?"

"Of course there is no problem. With that, Meng Zitao put the warp pressure plate on the table.

Looking at the warp press on the table, Feng Zhengsheng was very curious: "What is this thing made of?

Meng Zitao smiled: "Guess. ”

At this time, Jin Dong stepped forward to observe carefully, and then weighed the weight of the warp plate with his hand: "This weight ...... It can't be ebony, right?"

Feng Zhengsheng was surprised: "Are you talking about ebony or gloomy wood?"

Jin Dong nodded and said: "Of course it's gloomy wood, you see this thing, it's jet black all over, it's heavy, and it's very hard, which is in line with the characteristics of gloomy wood." ”

Feng Zhengsheng looked at Meng Zitao: "Is it really gloomy wood?"

Meng Zitao smiled: "If nothing else, it should be gloomy wood." ”

Gloomy wood is actually a kind of charred wood, mainly due to the sudden geological disasters suffered by trees in primeval forests in ancient times.

For example, geological disasters such as flash floods and mudslides in the upper reaches of rivers wash trees into rivers and bury them deep in the sediment of the riverbed, or earthquakes and landslides cause trees to be buried in the dark layers of oxygen, which have been eroded and created by nature for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, forming plant "mummies" that resemble stones but not stones and trees but not wood.

The gloomy wood has both the quaintness of the wood and the charm of the stone, its texture is solid and heavy, the color is black and luxurious, the section is smooth and delicate, and the wood is oily, fragrant, corrosion-resistant, insect-resistant, and natural. Therefore, the Shu people call it ebony, the northeast side calls it "Langmu" and "Shenjiang wood", and the Westerners call it "Oriental Shenmu".

Wu Kangshi's eyes lit up: "I have heard before, 'even if there is a box of jewelry, it is better to be ebony', and there is an old saying of 'gold ten thousand taels will be sent to the underworld in exchange for ebony sacrifice to the heavenly spirit', if this is really ebony, then the value of this warp pressing plate is great." ”

As Wu Kangshi said, gloomy wood has been regarded as a precious wood since ancient times, a rare thing, and a symbol of dignity and status.

In ancient times, dignitaries and scholars regarded gloomy wood furniture and artworks carved from gloomy wood as heirlooms, treasures of town houses, and things to ward off evil spirits. Over the years, especially in the Ming and Qing dynasties, gloomy wood has become the first choice for emperors of all generations to build palaces and make coffins.

There is a way to go up and down, and the princes and nobles are so rare and gloomy, let alone the people.

Meng Zitao shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, after all, gloomy wood is not a tree species, but a collection of names for a variety of wood that have been buried in the ground for a long time and have not decayed. There are many kinds of it, such as cypress, fir, nanmu, wild lychee, catalpa, green nan, kidney fruit and so on. ”

"The value of each type of wood is definitely different, and the better the wood during life, the more expensive the gloomy wood will be. ”

Feng Zhengsheng nodded and said: "I can understand, just like other antiques, they are all rare and expensive." By the way, I remember that among the gloomy woods, the best variety should be the gloomy wood formed by the golden silk nan, right? Could this be made of the golden silk nan's gloomy wood?"

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "I'll talk about this matter after the shopkeeper Song finishes reading it." ”

At this time, Wu Kangshi asked: "I see that in the market, there are many places that sell golden silk nan gloomy wood, a string is only a few hundred yuan, let's not talk about whether it is gloomy wood, is it considered golden silk nan wood?"

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Let's first understand the concept, Jin Si Nan is Zhen Nan wood with gold silk. With the increase of the age of the tree, the gold filament will gradually grow out of the tree, and the sunny part of the tree is more oil-rich. ”

"However, generally speaking, most of the Zhennan wood can be seen more or less in sunlight or strong light. Strictly speaking, only the diameter of more than 80 cm, the age of more than 500 years can be called the real sense of the golden silk nan. ”

Wu Kang said clearly: "Oh, I understand, that is to say, those golden silk nan gloomy wood sold on the market should not be real, right?"

Song Xuecheng raised his head: "Needless to say, the formation of gloomy wood is caused by huge geological changes caused by earthquakes, landslides, mudslides and other huge natural disasters in ancient times to bury Nanmu, not to mention the preciousness of the real golden silk nanmu, and the naturally unearthed golden silk nanmu gloomy wood is very limited." If there are really so many on the market, how can the princes and nobles treat them as treasures?"

Meng Zitao and others agreed.

"Shopkeeper Song, do you think this is a thing in the palace?" Meng Zitao asked.

"I think it's a thing in the palace, and it has a high standard level, and it is of great significance to study the way the imperial system is bound in the palace. ”

Then, Song Xuecheng explained the reason in detail.

Wu Kangshi said enviously: "It's gloomy wood again, and it's a palace thing, it's worth a lot of money, if it's still golden silk nan gloomy wood, the value is amazing." ”

Jin Dong asked curiously, "Then is this Jin Sinan's gloomy wood?"

Song Xuecheng said: "Generally speaking, a lot of gloomy wood has a fragrance, and Jin Si Nan gloomy has a clear fragrance similar to camphor wood, and the taste of carbonization is light. However, because of the age, the taste of this warp press plate is already very light. ”

In this case, you can only polish and polish, and if you can see obvious gold wire, it should be confirmed that it is gold silk nanmu. It's just that, after all, this is already a finished product, and if it is polished, it will definitely be damaged, so ......"

Meng Zitao smiled and waved his hand: "Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome, can't you clearly see the 'golden wire' in the corners?"

As he spoke, he pointed to one of the corners.

"Is there a gold wire here?" the crowd leaned in, but found nothing obvious.

Meng Zitao said: "Of course there is, but because of the carbonization is strict, the golden one has turned black, and you should be able to see it if you distinguish it carefully." ”

After Meng Zitao's reminder, everyone looked carefully and found that there were indeed silk threads close to black.

Jin Dong was a little shocked and said: "I didn't expect that Jin Sinan was really gloomy, the value of such a piece is estimated to be millions, right?"

Song Xuecheng shook his head and said: "It's really hard to say this, the key depends on whether the buyer likes it or not, if you like it, four or five million should not be a problem." ”

"Four or five million!" Wu Kangshi's eyes were full of envy, and immediately, he thought of one more thing: "By the way, this thing was bought from Agui, can he know the gloomy wood?"

Song Xuecheng said: "Agui, this kid is quite a thief, and the weight of this thing is so obvious, he shouldn't have thought that this is ebony (gloomy wood)." ”

Meng Zitao touched his nose: "Maybe he really didn't recognize it." ”

Feng Zhengsheng smiled: "Missed again?"

Meng Zitao shrugged his shoulders, although he didn't say the price, it was obviously unlikely to be high, which made everyone very envious.

Next, everyone looked at Meng Zitao's other two things, and they were all full of praise.

"Excuse me, I don't know who this Kwai Mouth Bowl is?" Meng Zitao asked, pointing to a blue and white folded branch flower and fruit pattern Kwai Mouth Bowl on the table.

Wu Kangshi looked over: "It's mine." ”

Song Xuecheng took over and said, "Is there something wrong with this bowl?"

When Wu Kangshi heard this, he was a little anxious: "I said Lao Song, why do you think there is something wrong with my Kwai Mouth Bowl? You see that it has a unique shape, and you can see the beauty of Zhao Song's refinement and simplicity, showing the beauty of curve changes." The fetal quality is delicate and firm, the glaze juice is bright and green, the blue hair color is deep and bright, and the style is simple and clumsy, full of antiquity. That's all there is to prove that it's genuine. ”

"Moreover, you can see that this painting is realistic and realistic, fully drawing on the charm of Chinese painting, and obtaining its law, outlining, strangle, pointing, and dyeing, all of which are suitable for use. The combination of thick and thin lines, and the use of both shades of green materials, make the picture rich in verdant interest, revealing a dignified and majestic beauty. If it's not genuine, how can it be of such a standard?"

Song Xuecheng said: "What you said is right, but I still don't think it's right. ”

Wu Kangshi said: "If you say it's wrong, then give a reason, don't use the feeling that it's wrong, if you say it, no one will believe it." ”

Song Xuecheng frowned, then looked at Meng Zitao and asked what he meant.

Meng Zitao directly moved his hand, picked up the bowl, and signaled: "You look at the blue and white hair color from this angle. ”

Everyone hurriedly looked at the angle that Meng Zitao said, and Song Xuecheng immediately clapped his hands: "If there is a problem with the hair color, I will just say, I feel that it is right." ”

"Maybe it's an accident, right?"

It was difficult for Wu Kangshi to accept this result, however, Meng Zitao came up with other evidence, which made Wu Kangshi speechless, and his heart was full of bitterness.

Wu Kangshi looked at the Kwai Kou Bowl in front of him, and muttered to himself, "How can this be? This fake is too realistic, right?"

Song Xuecheng comforted: "Mr. Wu, as you said, this Kwai Mouth Bowl is indeed too realistic, if it weren't for Teacher Meng pointing it out, I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it, so this should be regarded as a non-war crime." (To be continued.) )