Several old gentlemen were already familiar with the story of Mr. Lin picking up the best agarwood, but Qin Huai didn't know it.

Therefore, Mr. Lin actually told Qin Huai about it.

"Eighteen Years Ago......"

As soon as Mr. Lin opened his mouth, it was eighteen years ago.

It's like turning the page of an old story hidden in the yellowed pages.

"At that time, the price of agarwood was not sky-high, and in that era, there were many people who rode a small car to the countryside to collect old things, and then became rich overnight.

I don't like to collect old antiques, but I love agarwood. At that time, there was plenty of money in hand, so he often ran to the agarwood trading and distribution center. ”

Mr. Lin recalled the scene back then, and vaguely remembered that he hired someone to drive a diesel tractor and raised the smoke mixed with black smoke and loess on the country road.

"Generally speaking, agarwood will be processed and packaged in these distribution centers before it is circulated to agarwood shops or cultural stores in major cities across the country.

However, after the agarwood trading and distribution center was cooked, I went directly to Shannon's house to receive the goods, and after coming and going, the neighbors knew me.

One day, I went to a family surnamed Chen in Laoqingtan Village as a guest......"

Speaking of this, Old Man Lin's emotions couldn't help but get a little excited.

Qin Huai knew that the key drama was coming.

But can you pick up the leak as a guest?

Generally speaking, the owner of this level of aged fragrant wood will hide it in a hidden place that cannot be easily revealed, and it is very difficult to pick up the leak.

Unless the owner doesn't recognize the best agarwood, or uses the agarwood as a wooden stick for pounding chaff?

Qin Huai casually guessed two possibilities, but felt that it was not very reliable, so he listened carefully to Mr. Lin's story.

"After sitting for ten minutes, I went out and left.

When I glanced up, I found that there was an old fragrant wood with a dark black glow and a lot of oil on the door of the gate of their old house!"

Mr. Lin looked at Qin Huai, his expression was full of inquiry-do you know that kind of excited mood?

Old Mr. Lin stared at Qin Huai, hoping to find exclamation on Qin Huai's face.

However, Qin Huai's eyes only moved slightly.

The experience Mr. Lin said is really a true portrayal of more than ten years ago.

In the old days, when people built houses, they often put some copper coins and gold dust on the door to pray for good fortune.

A stick of agarwood shows that the ancestors of the Chen family are big families.

As for Shannon's eye-catching, it's also a very common thing.

It's not that Shannon doesn't necessarily mean that you will recognize the top agarwood.

After all, as early as the Tang Dynasty, the Chinese family developed to the peak of playing incense.

After the Tang and Song dynasties for more than a thousand years, the top agarwood in China was exhausted.

In recent decades, Shannons have often failed to see high-quality agarwood.

And the reason why Shannon is so powerful is mostly because of his experience.

For the inexperienced Shannon, eye-catching is normal.

……

……

"My heart was about to pop out, excited, excited, ecstatic, it was the highest quality agarwood I've ever seen in my life. However, I didn't show it and left without saying a word. ”

Mr. Lin was quite satisfied with the restraint of the year.

You know, if you go back and tell the master of the Chen family at that time, you want the wood on the forehead of the door.

I'm afraid that the Chen family will be alert immediately, and they will ask for a sky-high price.

That hand forbears Liu Bangming's plank road, and the darkness is the wonder of Chen Cang.

"Ever since that glance, I have pretended to visit from time to time, just to see if the wood on the door's forehead is still there. ”

Old Man Lin's eyebrows fluttered, and he told his mood at that time vividly.

When it comes to the stimulation, I really have a sense of being a thief.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Mr. Lin became more and more elated.

Elderly people always like to pick up flowers in the morning and evening.

"Finally one day, the old house of the Chen family was demolished and renovated.

I was the first to come and watch!

And when they removed the door wood at their house, they came up and asked: Can you sell it to me for 1,200 yuan to repair the furniture?

The Chen family thought it was just an ordinary rotten piece of wood, and waved my hand to take it away.

So, I used 200 yuan to get this old agarwood in my bag.

Hahahaha.

Eighteen years ago, someone asked me for 500,000 yuan, but I refused. has been hiding until now, and I don't want to show it easily. ”

Old Man Lin shook his head, his face full of pride.

It was the most exciting leak he'd ever picked up - he had been staring at it for a year, and the process was full of ups and downs.

Qin Huai smiled dumbly, he could spend a year staring at it, and Mr. Lin was also capable.

"In eighteen years, I have only cut 50 grams for incense. The scent is truly unforgettable. It can be called a peerless beauty in agarwood. ”

Old Man Lin stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Qin Huai.

I just wanted to see Qin Huai's surprised expression.

However, Qin Huai disappointed Mr. Lin.

……

But Mr. Yan's eyes were green and shining.

"Let's play with a little cut, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy. ”

"Oh, no. Give it to your granddaughter-in-law as a gift. The aged fragrant wood harvested eighteen years ago is enough to have a jar of daughter red years. That's right. ”

Old Man Lin put the fragrant wood in Jiang Ran's hand, since he entered the Lin family's door, it was the Lin family's baby.

Jiang Ran was a little flattered and held it crampedly.

"The car is made into beads and brought on the body. You can drive several strings of large, plump beads. The remaining leftovers are crushed into powder incense. ”

Lin Li proposed.

"Whatever, you can also give me a little filial piety. ”

Mr. Lin was reluctant to give up.

"You can also be a little filial to your grandfather Yan, when you were a child, Grandpa Yan hugged you, and you still peed on me. ”

Mr. Yan spoke.

"You can also pay a little filial piety to your grandfather ......"

"You can also pay a little filial piety to your Grandpa Du......"

"You can also pay a little filial piety to Grandpa Lu......"

Several old gentlemen followed in a neat queue.

Qin Huai: "......"

"You can also give a little filial piety to your master......"

Either way, the queue can't be messed up.

Lin Li and Jiang Ran glanced at each other, and finally nodded their heads. After the car, the beads can leave a lot of leftovers, which is more than enough for a few old gentlemen and masters.

……

"Hurry up and pick your own incense. lest I regret it. ”

Old Man Lin was very serious.

"One person, one piece, didn't Qin Huai and I take advantage?"

"After all, you two have helped a lot, so it's okay to take one more. ”

Old Man Lin waved generously.

If it weren't for Qin Huai's unreasonable sideways, Old Man Jiang might not have let go.

So Qin Huai took an extra piece, but it didn't hurt too much.

Shang Yawan smiled.

"Since Brother Lin cuts meat, I have to pick a piece and stew it in chicken soup at home, and it can be stewed for three whole months. ”

Old Mr. Yan let out a long breath, his eyes brightened, and he showed a kind smile.

"Agarwood stewed chicken soup, the slightest fragrance is soaked into every meat particle, and the juice splashes when you chew it.

Moreover, the fragrance of agarwood is layered and varied.

Sometimes it is the sweet fragrance of roses, sometimes it is as lush as osmanthus, when it is fragrant, it is like nectar, and when it is elegant, it is like a sweet spring, which contains almost all the fragrance of nature, and it is the fragrance of the essence of heaven and earth!

These quality spices are perfectly intertwined with the meat, and the stew is made into a pot of oily and fragrant chicken soup, which is ...... stut."

Mr. Yan actually spoke eloquently.

"We also take the fragrant wood home to make chicken soup and drink it. Only choose agarwood, ambergris, sandalwood, and musk. ”

Qin Huai quietly proposed to Shang Ya.

"Feeling...... Won't it destroy the heavens?"

Agarwood Chicken Soup...... emmm, do rich people play like this?

"No, no, no, the entrance of agarwood is the king. ”

Qin Huai paced slowly between the counters.

"This agarwood has a high fat content and a long and narrow fragrance, how about I carve a hairpin for you?"

Qin Huai's fingertips pressed against his chin, his face thoughtful.

"You gave me a jade hairpin, and I'm afraid that the agarwood hairpin will break. ”

Shang Ya's heart was happy.

"Master, can you help us carve some of the beads for us? ”

Qin Huai glanced at Lin Li coldly and refused without hesitation.

"No, I only carve for Shang Ya. ”

Lin Li's expectant expression slowly froze, and he turned around and left gloomily.

He was so stupid, he should have understood that the master had always only favored his mother.

Forced to take a bite of dog food.

Choking makes my scalp tingle.

……

……

After having a hearty lunch at Mr. Lin's house, Shang Ya carefully followed the instructions of the old gentlemen, pulled Qin Huai to buy some agate and jade materials, and then returned home.

Qin Huai put the jade and agarwood into the study.

"In the past two days, I have carved some daily necessities. ”

Qin Huai rubbed his hair.

An artist's ultimate pursuit of beauty should not be limited to his works, but should also permeate the minutiae of life.

Living with delicacy and elegance is an art.

Qin Huai suddenly frowned.

He hasn't been able to touch the threshold of grandmaster-level works recently, could it be that his recent works are too lacking in fireworks?

Remember that whether it is a nuclear boat, a palm pattern nuclear carving, or a Taiji jade carving, they all come from the perception of life!

Thinking of this, Qin Huai looked at Shang Ya with bright eyes.

Shang Ya seems to have made him understand the importance of life by mistake.

Indeed, we should look for inspiration from life, after all, art comes from life.

Qin Huai raised the corners of his mouth brightly.

When will I be able to have another epiphany in the bathroom and listening to the rain on Xuanwu Lake?