Chapter 52: Apprenticeship (Part II)

"Huh, heirlooms?"

Although Zhao Hongtao's words were not finished, Fang Yi still heard it, and the hand that was stretched out at the moment retracted, but he knew that Sun Lao had two sons, if this was really a family heirloom, it was not appropriate to take it by himself.

"Fang Yi, what's the matter, don't you dare to accept it?"

Seeing Fang Yi's movements, Sun Lianda laughed and said, "Didn't I already say it just now, this object is indeed a family heirloom, but since my generation, there is no one in business in the family, so it is very appropriate for this thing to be given to you......"

Sun Lianda was born in a scholarly family, and his family had people in the court as officials in the court for almost all generations during the Qing Dynasty, and his family was very solid.

However, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Sun family's family gradually declined, and they only relied on some calligraphy and painting antiques collected by the family to make a living.

Relying on that batch of antiques, Sun Lianda's great-grandfather bought and sold, and in just a few years, the antique store was bigger, and branches were opened in Shanghai and other places, and the business was very prosperous.

This fisherman's shape of the handle, carved is the legend of a fishing fairy, every net, are a bumper harvest, meaning that the business people wear the fisherman, can prosper in business, even profit, Sun Lianda's great-grandfather felt that the meaning is very good, it has been passed down from generation to generation.

But after the liberation, some branches of the Sun family went abroad, but the main vein that stayed in China could no longer continue to operate antique shops, so now Sun Lianda is wearing this handle, just because it is ancestral, but it has lost that meaning.

"The elder doesn't dare to resign, teacher, then I'll take ......"

After listening to the teacher's allusion, Fang Yi still accepted this piece of Hetian jade, because after worshipping the teacher, Fang Yi regarded Sun Lianda as his closest person, just like the master back then, what could not be received from the family.

"Congratulations to the teacher for accepting a good disciple......

Seeing that Fang Yi had finished worshipping his teacher, Zhao Hongtao also congratulated him, and got up and took out his briefcase, took out something wrapped in a soft cloth bag from it, handed it to Fang Yi and said: "The teacher has given a meeting gift, I can't be stingy as a senior brother, Fang Yi, this string of Huanghuali beads will be my gift......

Zhao Hongtao knew in his heart that after Fang Yi finished worshipping his teacher, if it was about distant relatives, he was no longer as close to Fang Yi and his teacher, after all, when he followed Sun Lao to graduate school, he had never knelt down to make such a big gift.

"Hong Tao, although your beads are good, Fang Yi may not be able to catch their eyes......"

Seeing Zhao Hongtao take out the string of yellow pear beads, Sun Lianda couldn't help but laugh and tease, this is because he found that when Fang Yi came down from upstairs, the string of old agarwood beads in the Kangxi period was worn on his wrist again.

"Teacher, my beads are real sea yellow beads, or 3.0 diameter, each eye to the eye, and I have been playing for three years, and I have long been pulped, this kind of beads can not be found in the market at all......"

Hearing the teacher's words, Zhao Hongtao was stunned for a moment, this heart was somewhat unconvinced, he was playing miscellaneous, knowing that this Haihuang was the emperor of the wood, and after the large-scale felling in the nineties, even if it was Hainan, there were not many Haihuang in the year, and now a set of Haihuang furniture would start from one million yuan.

And although this string is just beads, but each one has two corresponding eyes, plus the tiger skin markings, it can be said that it is the best of the beads, Zhao Hongtao spent more than 10,000 yuan when he received this string of beads three years ago, and now the market price is more than 50,000 yuan.

Therefore, although this string of beads is not as valuable as the piece of Hetian jade given by Sun Lao, it is also handy as a meeting gift, and Zhao Hongtao is still distressed when he takes off the beads, he is not distressed about money, but because he wants to find such a string of beads with such good quality, the chance is very slim.

"Why? Don't believe the teacher?"

Seeing Zhao Hongtao's unconvinced look, Sun Lianda laughed, pointed to Fang Yi's wrist, and said, "You are playing miscellaneous, let's see how the beads in Fang Yi's hand are going first......"

"Oh, I really didn't pay attention, Fang Yi, you show it to me......" Although the lights were on in the room, the light at night was still not very good, Zhao Hongtao really didn't notice that after Fang Yi came down from upstairs, there were more beads on his wrists.

"Brother Zhao, give you ......" Fang Yi took off the beads and handed them to Zhao Hongtao.

"Hey, this ...... These are more than 100-year-old agarwood beads......"

As soon as he got started, Zhao Hongtao let out an exclamation, carefully put the beads on the table, then stood up, ran to the edge of the sofa and picked up his briefcase, and took out a pair of white gloves and a magnifying glass from it.

"Fang Yi, these hundred-year-old agarwood beads, you just wear them like this?" While putting on the gloves, Zhao Hongtao said dissatisfiedly: "This thing is the same as my string of huanghuali, but you can't see water, how can you wear it on your hand on a hot day?"

Zhao Hongtao is playing miscellaneous, and he knows all kinds of cultural toys well, such as beads and other wood products, all of which can not be wet, otherwise they will turn black and crack, like the bracelet of Huanghuali, Zhao Hongtao has been playing for several years, and has always been in the bag.

"Brother Zhao, I really don't know that there is such a statement, but I sweat a little less......" After hearing Zhao Hongtao's words, Fang Yi scratched his head a little embarrassed, he heard the word Wenwan in the past few days, how did he know that there was so much attention to it.

However, Fang Yi has practiced Taoist kung fu since he was a child, although it is not said that he is not soaked in cold and heat, but even under the sun, he sweats very little, and he usually takes off the beads when he takes a bath, so the damage to the beads is not so great.

"This is a collectible-level thing, you are really willing to wear it on your hands......" Zhao Hongtao shook his head speechlessly, picked up a magnifying glass and carefully began to observe the string of old agarwood beads.

"This is the old agarwood of Hainan, the top-notch agarwood, and now it has long been hard to see, and each bead is not a special rule, at least it should be an object in the early Qing Dynasty......"

While looking at the string of agarwood beads, Zhao Hongtao explained that his words were not much different from what Sun Lao's son said before, but he also said the origin of the bead material like a few treasures.