"Ladies and gentlemen, we only have one auction item tonight - "The Female Historian", and now it has appeared in front of you. What I want to tell you is that the official auction doesn't take place until 8 p.m. ”

"During this time, you can take a closer look at it and identify its authenticity to determine whether you want to make a move. ”

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment, he thought that the auction would be held immediately, but he didn't expect that it was the "open" time now, allowing people to identify "The Female History of Zhentu".

"Jiang Hua, why don't you go and take a look?"

Jiang Hua shook his head, this is just the beginning, there is time, there is no need to worry, there are more people around at this time, there is no need to join in the fun now.

"I've got to go up and see what a national treasure is like. ”

Zhao Tie saw that Jiang Hua didn't mean to step forward, so he simply went up by himself - didn't he come here for "The Female History of Zhentu"?

Jiang Hua walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, "The Female History of Zhentu" may be a rarity for others, but it is not the case for him.

In the world before traveling, he had seen "The Female Historian" more than once, and he had restored it with his own hands.

In the early days of the British Imperial Museum's collection of the "Nu Shi Zhentu", because there were no Chinese experts in the museum who were good at the preservation of ancient paintings and calligraphy, but many experts from island countries were misled, and because of the influence of Western methods of preserving oil paintings, the hand-scrolled "Nu Shi Zhentu" was finally divided into several parts and mounted on wooden panels, although there were fewer wrinkles and fractures on the surface. Compared to the paintings on the scroll panels, they are very susceptible to the surrounding environment due to their exposure to light.

Before Jiang Hua's crossing, the result of this framing method called "Japanese-style folding screen technique" had cracked and lost powder, because the wooden board that was used as a panel would inevitably crack after a period of time, and even the silk "Female History Atlas" would be torn apart - the result was that no matter how high the technology was, it could not be restored to its original appearance, and it could only be exhibited for one month a year, and the rest of the time could only be placed in a special warehouse for safekeeping.

In order to save a national treasure such as "The Female Historian", Jiang Hua went to the British Empire Museum three times to restore it, but there was no way to return to heaven, so he could only delay its "aging" process as much as possible.

Therefore, Jiang Hua believes that at least there is no one in this world who knows "The Female History of Zhentu" better than himself, and it is completely red in front of him, so how can he still be curious? Just find a chance to see if it is true before the auction.

Jiang Hua looked at Kikujiro Takashima in the crowd, remembering the idea that appeared in his mind before, and a strange smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hello. ”

Miao Xue held champagne in her hand, and looked at Jiang Hua sitting alone on the sofa with great interest - the man in front of him was not handsome, nor strong, and he was thrown into the crowd to belong to a very inconspicuous kind, if it weren't for the fact that everyone was watching "The Female History of Zhentu" now and he was the only one sitting on the sofa alone, it would be absolutely impossible for him to notice him, to know which one who can come here is not a "hero"?

"Huh?"

Jiang Hua came back to his senses, only to find that there was a beautiful woman standing in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The eyebrows are slender and picturesque, the big eyes are shining like a crescent, the face is slightly round, but it looks very beautiful, the long black hair is simply draped behind the shoulders, the skin is like snow, and the body is wearing a white silk shirt and a light blue pleated skirt - I don't know why it gives people a feeling that there is no trace of the smell of fireworks in the world, and it is clean and dusty.

"My name is Miao Xue, don't you want me to sit down?"

Miao Lei's reaction to Jiang Hua was not surprising, there were too many such things.

"Hehehe, my name is Jiang Hua, please take a seat. ”

Jiang Hua stood up and stretched out his hand to invite Miao Xue to sit down, "I don't know...... What is Miss Miao looking for me?"

It's not a simple person who can come here today, and this Miao Xue in front of her is definitely the same, the temperament on her body When Jiang Hua was in and out of some big families in her previous life, she saw it in those people, she was just an antique seller, if it wasn't for something, a woman like Miao Xue wouldn't take care of herself, and she was still self-aware.

"This ...... I actually came here to ask if you have any intention of making a move on this string of stars and moon Bodhi in your hand?"

Miao Xue looked at Jiang Hua's wrist, and what she noticed at the beginning was not Jiang Hua, but the string of stars and moon Bodhi on her wrist.

"Oh?"

Jiang Hua raised his right hand, and when he came out today, he casually put the string of Xingyue Bodhi seeds he bought before on his wrist, but he didn't expect to attract Miao Xue's attention.

"This ...... This string of beads does not come out, I plan to wear it myself, such old beads are not easy to find. ”

"Well, yes, such beads are not easy to find. ”

Miao Xue nodded, with a slightly disappointed expression on her face, the string of beads on Jiang Hua's wrist would have to last for hundreds of years or even longer, the important thing is that it is in very good condition, it is big, it is definitely a rare good thing, I just came to see if there is a chance to buy it, but now there is no chance.

"This ...... Are you looking for a whole bunch or ......"

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Hua couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth - it wouldn't be strange if he said this just for business, the problem was that he knew that he was confused by Miao Xue, and he couldn't bear to see the disappointed expression on her face.

"I'll just look for one. ”

Miao Xue hesitated for a moment and said, "I have a string of beads in my hand, but there are only one hundred and seven, and I want to find another one to make up one hundred and eight, but as you said, the old beads are too difficult to find." I haven't been looking for a year but I haven't found it, and I just saw the string you put on it from a distance, so I came to ask. ”

"That's what happened. ”

Jiang Hua nodded, Bodhi beads will be in different numbers in a string, usually 108, 54, 42, 36 and so on, different numbers have different meanings, for example, 108 usually refers to the elimination of 108 kinds of afflictions, so that the body and mind are stable, and 54 usually refers to the 54 levels of consciousness required in the Bodhisattva's practice, namely "Ten Beliefs", "Ten Dwellings", "Ten Elements", "Ten Grounds", "Ten Dedications" and "Four Good Roots".

If it is a new, plain bodhi seed, that is, it has not been plated, even if it is rare, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can always find it, but the old beads are different.

The special of the old beads is not only because it is old, but more importantly, the Bodhi beads pay attention to the same color, that is, the color and opening of the same string of beads must be consistent, and there is no obvious color difference.

In fact, even if it is the same string of Bodhi seeds, you have to be very careful to pay attention to it at the same time, otherwise it will be a few colors or even more colors, not to mention the lack of a Bodhi string?

"This ...... Can you show me your bodhi?"

Jiang Hua sighed in his heart, the power of beauty is too great, and he is still inevitably vulgar in his two lives.

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