"Old Yu, how about you take a look at this cricket gourd?"

Su Shilun and Yu Xuan are together, naturally there is no taboo from Fang Yi, when Yu Xuan inspected the object, he also played with a thing in his hand, which was pulp yellow all over, but it was a cricket gourd wrapped in ivory.

"Old Yu, do you see that this is carved with the Yunlong Lin Lion Pattern, is it something left?" Su Shilun likes miscellaneous antiques very much, and he also has a lot of research on this, he knows that Sanhe Liu has made the official mold of the Yunlong Yunlong Lin Lion Pattern object, so it is understandable to think so.

"It's an old thing, but it's a little late......" Yu Xuan took the cricket gourd from Su Shilun's hand and looked at it for a while, with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Why did this thing flow out?"

"Hmm, Elder Yu, whose object is this?" Seeing Yu Xuan's stunned expression, Su Shilun asked.

"This ...... This thing is one of my division commanders......" Yu Xuan glanced up at Su Shilun and said, "Xiao Su, I'm going to take this thing down, no matter how much money it costs when I turn around, I'll give you another ......"

"Old Yu, it's okay for you to want this thing, but you also want me to know whose it is, right?" Su Shilun smiled bitterly when he heard this, he didn't expect that there was really a good thing in this pile of antiques and miscellaneous objects, but what made him depressed was that Yu Xuan cut it off from the middle.

"It's Wang Lao's thing, but I don't know how it ended up here?" Yu Xuan took the magnifying glass in his hand and looked at it carefully, and said: "That's right, this is indeed an item that Wang Lao collected in his early years, I will call him when I go back......

"Elder Wang?"

Yu Xuan's words startled Su Shilun, you must know that Yu Xuan is one of the few people who are taller than him in the industry, whether it is status or seniority, and there are definitely no more than a slap in the face that can make him call an old word.

"Is it the old man Wang Shixiang?" Su Shilun is also familiar with the antique business, and a person's name immediately popped up in his mind, in Su Shilun's impression, it can only be this old man who can make Yu Xuan call himself a junior.

"That's right, it's the object that Wang Lao used to collect......" Yu Xuan nodded and said, "Xiao Su, you also know the origin of my relationship with Wang Lao, I want to keep this thing......"

"Okay, Yu Lao, I'll take a picture of this thing for you......" Although Su Shilun was very depressed, he didn't say much, everyone in the circle knew the relationship between Yu Xuan and Wang Lao, and when he saw his things, Yu Xuan naturally couldn't give it to others.

"Old Yu, I'...... I can take the liberty of asking, old man Wang Shixiang, who is it?" Su Shilun knew the relationship between Yu Xuan and Wang Lao, but Fang Yi next to him didn't know, he was really curious in his heart, and couldn't help but ask.

"Young man, you like antiques and miscellaneous, I don't know who Elder Wang is?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Yu Xuan couldn't help laughing, raised his wrist to look at the time, and said, "We don't have much time on stage, so let's go back and I'll tell you about it when I have time?"

Yu Xuan had a good impression of Fang Yi, if it was in normal times, he might have explained Fang Yi's doubts, but at the moment, he was employed by Su Shilun, and there was also an unknown task, Yu Xuan didn't have time to chat with Fang Yi here.

"Then thank you Elder Yu......" Fang Yi hurriedly thanked him, he also knew that his request was a bit excessive, everyone on the stage was racing against time to see things, how could there be time to waste on him.

"It's out of the way, Xiao Su, don't keep a straight face, I took this gourd, and there are still good things in it......"

Turning his face to see Su Shilun's somewhat depressed face, Yu Xuan couldn't help laughing, and picked up a snuff box with a transparent body and a landscape and several figures painted with enamel technology from among the seven or eight objects.

"Old Yu, are you talking about this thing?" Seeing the snuff box that Yu Xuan picked up, Su Shilun shook his head and said, "This thing should be imitated in modern times, right? ”

Su Shilun is very interested in snuff bottles, he knows that in the Qing Dynasty, whether it is the folk or the court, most of them are made of gold, copper, silver, porcelain, materials, jade, coral, agate, amber and other materials, although crystal snuff bottles are also recorded, but they were only popular in the late Qing Dynasty when they began to paint on the inner wall of snuff bottles.

A snuff bottle, simply put, is a container used to hold snuff, which is small enough to hold in your hand and easy to carry.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, snuff was introduced into China, when the thing called the snuff box gradually became oriental, resulting in a snuff bottle, and now people's habit of using snuff is almost extinct, but the snuff bottle has been handed down as a fine work of art, and it has been prosperous for a long time, and it is also a very important boutique category in cultural play.

"Xiao Su, not much doesn't mean there is no ......" Yu Xuanyan shook his head with a smile when he heard this, and said, "If I hadn't just taken that gourd from Wang Lao, maybe I would have been reluctant to give it to you......"

"Hmm, Elder Yu, what is the meaning of this?" Hearing Yu Xuan's words, Su Shilun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The craftsmanship of the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, the objects of the palace office are undoubtedly ......"

Yu Xuan came to a categorical conclusion and said: "This thing is on the cultural relics record, it should have been placed in the Old Summer Palace before, and it disappeared a hundred years ago, if I guess correctly, this is a reflux object......"

When he said this, Yu Xuan deliberately lowered his voice, you must know that the things in the Qing Kangxi Palace Office, even if it is just a small snuffbox, it is worth a lot of money, if it is listened to by others, there will be some scramble when it is not auctioned.

However, Yu Lao's words did not avoid Fang Yi, he wanted to see how this young man's character was, if Fang Yi competed with Su Shilun during the auction, it would not be worth him to explain Wang Shixiang's affairs for Fang Yi.

"Okay, Xiao Su, these two things are worth seeing, nothing else......" Yu Xuan's eyes glanced at Fang Yi, and said: "Young man, we're done, come and see, I'll take a look elsewhere......"

Yu Xuan came today, but he was entrusted by someone, otherwise he would not be able to be invited by Su Shilun with money, and after staying here for a few minutes on the miscellaneous side, Yu Xuan walked to the booth where the bronzes were placed, because as long as it was true, at least ninety-nine of the hundred bronzes were unearthed, and the remaining one must have been picked up from the ground in the early years.

Since most of the bronzes are national first-class or even super-grade cultural relics, according to national laws, unearthed cultural relics and bronzes are not allowed to be bought and sold, even if they are handed down from generation to generation, once they are found, they must be handed over to the state.

"Listen to what the old man Yu meant, there should only be these two genuine items in these miscellaneous literary games......"

After Yu Lao and the others walked away, Fang Yi first picked up the cricket gourd and played with it carefully, but apart from the thick pulp on the gourd, Fang Yi couldn't see any more doorways.

"I don't know if my supernatural powers have any effect on these old things?" Fang Yi suddenly had such a thought in his mind, his supernatural powers could make new objects old, but for hundreds of years of antiques, Fang Yi really didn't know.

"It's a pity, I don't have time to try, and I can't afford these things......" Fang Yi could only think about this thought in his heart, because it would take him at least ten minutes to see the effect of chanting and playing with objects, but the time on stage did not allow him to do so.

With a pity in his mouth, Fang Yi still habitually recited a few verses, and at the same time played with the cricket gourd in his hand, but just as Fang Yi was about to put things down, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This ...... What's going on? How do I feel a familiar smell in this cricket gourd?"

Fang Yi's hand that was originally holding the gourd was already on the booth, but he stopped there and didn't move, because when he was chanting, he clearly sensed a feeling of vicissitudes of time from the gourd.

This feeling and Fang Yi can also sense it very clearly when giving the new object years, Fang Yi does not know where it comes from, nor does he know how it infiltrates the object through guò's own chanting plate, but this mysterious feeling is real in Fang Yi's heart.