"This string of agarwood beads is good, I wear it when I meditate on weekdays, and it is easy to settle in......"

Fang Yi also likes this old agarwood rosary very much, firstly, this is an object left to him by the master, and secondly, this string of beads itself also has its special effect, the kind of fragrance produced by the rosary itself will make people unconsciously settle down when they are irritable.

"Young man, your master is a master......

Sun Lao couldn't put it down, and said: "Xiao Fang, if you have the opportunity, can you introduce me to your master......?

Sun Lao is very knowledgeable, and has worked in the museum all his life, he is a teacher of antique cultural relics, almost every kind will be involved, such as beads, which are considered cultural objects in the antique category, Sun Lao is also quite studied.

In fact, in the early days, there was no such thing as cultural play, because the classification in antiques, except for ceramic bronzes and gold and silverware, all other miscellaneous items can be called cultural play, and the two can be mixed together, which can be regarded as in the scope of Sun Lianda's work.

"Old Sun, the ancestor has already returned to the west three years ago......"

Hearing that Sun Lao wanted to strengthen his master, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, he admitted that the old Taoist priest was a master, but he was definitely not a master, and his own master did a lot of things like burning the qin and cooking cranes.

"Hey, it's a pity...... Old Sun shook his head with a regretful face, and when he was about to speak, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in with a lunch box.

"Dad, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man's eyes saw Fang Yi, his face suddenly became a little unsightly, and he said, "Didn't I pay the money for the separate ward? Why did the hospital arrange for someone to come and stay again......?"

The middle-aged man's name is Sun Chao, is Sun Lianda's eldest son, he first studied Chinese painting since he was a child, and later changed to Western oil painting, studied abroad for more than ten years, is very famous, and now is a well-known young oil painter at home and abroad.

Sun Chao is a dutiful son, who left home to seek the moon since he was a child, but after becoming famous, Sun Chao returned to China and opened his own galleries in the capital and Jinling, and set up his studio in Jinling to facilitate the care of his father nearby.

Originally, Sun Chao lived with his father, but during this time he had to rush out a few paintings to hand over to foreign galleries, so he lived in the studio.

Since there was no separate ward in the hospital at that time, in order to let his father rest well, Sun Chao negotiated with the doctor, asked for a two-person ward, and hired a nurse to take care of his father.

"Dad, what about the nurse? Why isn't he here?" Sun Chao looked around, and the nurse he hired at a high price was not in the ward, and his face couldn't help but become more and more ugly.

"Xiaochao, what are you yelling about?"

Seeing that his son's nose was not a nose and his face was not a face as soon as he came in, Sun Lianda patted his hand on the head of the bed, and said angrily: "The nurse has something at home, I asked him to come back at night, what's the matter? Don't you even have this right?"

"Dad, I'm ...... I didn't mean that......" Seeing that his father was angry, Sun Chao hurriedly smiled and said, "The hospital can't arrange for people to come in anymore, but I paid for a whole ward......"

In fact, Sun Chao has been abroad for a long time, and he doesn't understand the greasy things in domestic hospitals.

The hospital makes money, not by beds, but by the cost of injections and surgeries, although Sun Chao paid for two beds, but that is in the case of no patients staying, as long as someone is admitted, they will definitely arrange people in.

"Nonsense, this hospital is not opened by our family, can there be patients who are not allowed to stay?" Sun Lianda reprimanded his son and said: "Xiao Fang can talk to me when he comes in, it's much better than me being here alone......

The apologetic Fang Yi smiled, Sun Lianda pointed to his son and said, "Xiao Fang, this is my eldest son, called Sun Chao, who paints, you just call Brother Sun......"

"Brother Sun, my name is Fang Yi......" Fang Yi lay on the hospital bed and smiled bitterly, and said, "I can't move even if I have a car accident, I neglect Brother Sun......"

"Xiao Fang, it's good for you to lie down......" Sun Chao knew that this matter had nothing to do with Fang Yi, so he sat at the head of his father's bed at the moment, took out the lunch box, and prepared to let his father eat.

"Xiaochao, don't be in a hurry to eat, look at this thing......" Sun Lianda fiddled with the agarwood bracelet, and when he was about to hand it to his son, his hand retracted again, and said, "Go wash your hands, wipe it clean and come back again......"

"Dad, I think you are an occupational disease again, right?" Sun Chao had a good temper in front of his father, and obediently went out to wash his hands before returning to the ward, and took the old agarwood bracelet from his father.

"Well, good thing, this string of agarwood is like a royal object......"

People who can have certain attainments in calligraphy and painting, first of all, people who can calm down, Sun Chao usually likes to play with some hand string Buddhist beads, for the understanding of this knowledge, he is not even under his father, as soon as he gets started, he sees the extraordinaryness of the agarwood bracelet.

"Royal things?" Hearing his son's words, Sun Lianda was stunned for a moment, but he didn't see this.

"Dad, it should be right......" Sun Chao picked up the magnifying glass that his father put on the bedside, carefully examined the beads in his hand, nodded after a while, and said: "That's right, this string must be from the royal agarwood ......"

"Xiaochao, how do you decide?"

Sun Lianda frowned when he heard this, he could tell from the non-regular shape and pulp of this string of agarwood, the age of this agarwood should be in the early Qing Dynasty, but there is no carved mark on this string of agarwood, Sun Lianda doesn't know how his son came to the conclusion that it came from the royal family?

"Dad, when I was studying in France, I participated in an auction where there was a string of eighteen agarwood beads in hand-held prayer beads......"

Sun Chao said that it has been almost ten years since now, when he just went to France to study oil painting, there were not many people who went abroad in the 80s, but they were very united, and often organized some activities, in order to integrate into French society, Sun Chao would basically participate in every time.

In a small auction held by a French artist, Sun Chao found a string of eighteen old agarwood bracelets in his hand, and he liked it very much at that time, but he didn't have much money on him when he just went abroad, so he could only watch the string of hands being bought by a friend of his classmates.

Out of his love for the agarwood bracelet, Sun Chao specifically asked the French artist about the origin of the bracelet, and only then did he know that the French artist's great-grandfather had participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance, and this agarwood bracelet was the trophy he grabbed in the Old Summer Palace.

According to the French artist, in fact, this bracelet originally had 36 pieces, but at that time, his great-grandfather had a fight with others and the beads were scattered, so his grandfather only grabbed these 18 pieces, and the other 18 pieces were missing.

Sun Chao really likes this bracelet, so he cheekily played with his friend who bought the bracelet for more than a month, and he knew the characteristics of this agarwood bracelet very well.

So although there was a gap of more than ten years, after carefully inspecting Fang Yi's agarwood bracelet, Sun Chao immediately recognized that these twelve beads were definitely from the same source as the one he saw twenty years ago.

After telling the story of the incident abroad, Sun Chao looked at his father with a solemn face and said: "Dad, I have checked the catalog of cultural relics in the Forbidden City, which records that Kangxi once played with a string of agarwood in his hand, and I suspect that it is this string of ......."

"I've also read this catalogue ......" Sun Lianda nodded and said: "Antiques, as long as they are stained with the royal family, they will immediately double in value, Xiaochao, can you estimate the price of this thing?"

"Dad, are you testing me?"

Hearing his father's words, Sun Chao couldn't help laughing, he knew that he and his younger brother were unwilling to follow his father to learn appraisal, which made his father feel a little resentful, and from time to time he would find some questions to study himself.

"Agarwood is the king of incense, the head of all incense, the ancient saying has one or two catties of agarwood, and it can clear people and gods, replenish the five organs, benefit the essence and yang, warm the waist and knees, and treat the effect of asthma, which can be described as an unusually precious ......"

If he were to take the test himself, Sun Chao might really be blind, but he really had some attainments in the study of literary play beads, and said endlessly: "This string of old agarwood beads has a thick pulp, bright color, and a long-lasting fragrance, which is the best in agarwood......

In addition, it should be from the royal family, and it has considerable cultural relics research value, if I ask to give a price, it should be around 300,000 to 500,000 yuan, of course, if it is auctioned, this price may be higher......"

"What is 30 to 500,000 yuan?" Before Sun Chao's words fell, the wards were pushed away from the outside, and the fat man and the three guns with a few fast food boxes walked in.

"Are you Xiao Fang's friends?" Sun Chao looked at the two people who came in a little inexplicably, but when he saw the fat man put the fast food box at the head of Fang Yi's bed, he immediately understood.

"Huazi, Sanjun, this is Sun Lao's son, Sun Chao's eldest brother ......" In front of outsiders, Fang Yi did not call the nicknames of the two, but called the name and introduced Sun Chao to the two.

"Oops, it turned out to be Brother Sun Chao, disrespectful and disrespectful......"

Hearing that Sun Chao was the son of Sun Lao, the fat man suddenly came to his senses, and forgot what he had just heard about three or five hundred thousand, so he sat next to Sun Chao and said: "Brother Sun Chao, I am about to learn antique appraisal from the old man as a teacher, if the old man accepts me, will we be a family?"

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ps: The fat man wants to recommend the ticket, ahhhh