When Jiang Hua returned to Dongcheng Street, it was already nearly three o'clock in the morning, and there were already stalls on the street at this time - the stall owners in the ghost market had already taken up their positions early, and they had even placed their belongings neatly, and then took advantage of the fact that there were not many people to pick up things, and they gathered together to smoke cigarettes and chat a few words of gossip.

At this time, there were few people, and it was a good time to find things, but Jiang Hua was not interested, and after getting off the taxi, he opened the door of the store and entered, and then closed it tightly.

"Sixth brother, sixth brother, Jiang Hua is back. ”

Gao Yang pushed Song Liu, who was dozing off.

"Oh?"

Song Liu opened his eyes, he was still a little confused at first, but when he saw Jiang Hua open the door of the store and enter, he suddenly became energetic.

"Grandma's! This kid is finally back. ”

Song Liu breathed a sigh of relief, what he was most worried about now was that Jiang Hua ran away with oil on the soles of his feet, and now when he saw the person coming back, his heart immediately relaxed.

"Sixth brother, this kid is still carrying a big bag in his hand, I don't know what is inside. ”

"It's okay to bring your bag in, as long as you don't leave the store with your stuff. I still have something to do, go first, and keep an eye on Bao Rong Zhai and Jiang Hua. ”

After lighting a cigarette, Song Liu spewed out a puff of thick fog, casually threw the remaining half pack to Gao Yang, pushed the car door and patted his ass and left.

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, with a look of unwillingness on his face. There is something to do at this time? It is clearly to find a place to sleep!

"Grandma, no matter what, I need to get some sleep. ”

Gao Yang blinked his heavy eyelids vigorously, flattened the seat, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.

Jiang Hua didn't know that someone was staring at him outside the store, and after entering the store, he immediately locked the door, and even pulled hard a few times to make sure that there was no problem before relieving himself.

After taking a sip of water, Jiang Hua walked to the long table behind the shelf, turned on the light, took out the hard yellow paper he had just bought, looked at it carefully one by one, and began to clean it carefully after making sure that there was no abnormality except for the traces of natural aging.

Cleaning up old books or paper is a delicate job.

The older the ancient book or ancient paper, no matter how fine the preservation, there will always be dust or insects, directly wiped or blown by hand, it is very likely to cause damage, you must use a special special dust pen such as a large brush to do it, the best dust pen is made of special animals such as foxes or rabbits, and it is the small force generated when these small hairs are swept away by the dust insects.

The time was too tight, and this was just a fake, Jiang Hua didn't pay too much attention to it, but just carefully cleaned it up with the newly bought large rabbit pen.

Hard yellow paper is generally 50 centimeters long and nearly 30 centimeters wide, Jiang Hua began to use a knife to divide each piece of paper into two - when doing this he didn't use a ruler or anything, just a gesture and went straight to the knife, without a trace of error, with a pair of stable and accurate hands, this is the key to being able to become a master of restoration.

After cutting, Jiang Hua spread out the hard yellow paper one by one for easy use.

After doing this, Jiang Hua turned on the computer and began to look up the information.

According to the memories left by his predecessor, he knew that the history of this world was no different from the world he had lived in, but in order to ensure that there were no problems, he had to reconfirm it - not to mention anything else, the Red Mountain Jade Dragon and the "Thirteen Journeys of the Orchid Pavilion Order" were different from those in the previous life, and God knows if there would be any demon moths in the matter of Jianzhen?

The first principle of falsification is that you can't make something out of nothing, and things that don't conform to historical details are very easy for people to debunk.

Take blue and white porcelain as an example, although it is a common variety of Chinese porcelain, the earliest can be pushed up to the Tang Dynasty, but it must be understood that after the blue and white Tang Dynasty, different dynasties have different characteristics and even new varieties will appear.

If there is a blue and white colorful jar with the Tang Dynasty written on the market suddenly, this may have blinded some uninformed people, but people with a little common sense know that this is a 100% fake, the reason is very simple, although there was blue and white in the Tang Dynasty, but there was no blue and white colorful - this thing was only figured out in the Qing Dynasty.

To get a fake Tang Dynasty blue and white porcelain, the master must first understand that the blue and white material of the Tang Dynasty has a strong color and crystalline spots, which is the characteristic of low manganese, low iron, copper, and cobalt materials, so it is necessary to find suitable cobalt materials from Central and Western Asia. The blue and white of the Tang Dynasty is imported; the second one has to pay attention to the fetal quality and delicate stickiness of the Tang Dynasty blue and white can not stick to the edge, but is relatively coarse and loose, the degree of sintering is relatively poor, beige gray, the bottom glaze is white and yellowish, there is makeup soil between the glaze, how to make it loose and rough when shaping the tire; third, the type of utensils is mainly small pieces, mostly small bowls, small jars, small lids, etc., if there is a large bottle only one meter high, this thing makes people look at it is not right; fourth, the blue and white of the Tang Dynasty is mostly herb patterns, there are traditional Chinese flowers and plants such as caryophyllus, Plum blossoms and other small flowers are more common, there are also diamonds and other geometric figures sandwiched with scattered leaf patterns mainly Arabic pattern ornamentation, this is because the blue and white at this time is mostly used for export - if someone thinks that the Arabic pattern decoration is not Tang Qinghua, you have to use the boss's ear bracket to draw him.

In short, a master of counterfeiting must make what comes out of his hands match the information found in the book.

Since Jiang Hua has decided to copy the Buddhist scriptures by hand, he has to start with the details to ensure that there will be no oolong incidents, and poke out a big leak that makes people see that it is fake at a glance, and he must be 100% sure that in this world, all the historical details related to the authenticity are not even the slightest difference from his own memory.

Except for the occasional keyboard and mouse sounds, the sound of picking up a teacup and putting it down every once in a while is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop on the floor.

Jiang Hua's eyes were glued to the computer screen, two hours had passed, and he was still checking the information related to Jianzhen.

The sky is getting brighter, the ghost market on Dongcheng Street has ended, and other shops have already opened their doors to do business, but the door of Bao Rong Zhai is still tightly closed, without a trace of movement.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gao Yang slowly opened his eyes and found Mao Hu knocking on the car window.

opened the car door, Mao Hu immediately got in, carrying a few steamed buns and soy milk in his hand.

"How's that kid still in the store?"

Gao Yang twisted his sore neck, nodded, and said, "Yes, Jiang Hua went out last night, closed the door when he came back, and hasn't shown up again until now." ”

"It's not going to be a run, is it?"

Mao Hu stared at the closed door of Bao Rong Zhai not far away, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning and the store was not open to do business, which was a little strange.

Gao Yang shook his head while stretching his neck and swallowing the buns, saying, "This is impossible, unless Bao Rongzhai opens a back door, I have been staring here, how can I not know if I run away?"

Mao Hu remembered the moment he first came, Gao Yang fell asleep in the car, and thought that it was not a strange thing that he didn't know that Jiang Hua had run away, but he didn't say anything about it, anyway, Jiang Hua really ran away, and it was Gao Yang who was hanging down on this matter, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Gao Yang, I think the sixth brother did a little bad this time. ”

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mao Hu incomprehensibly, "Mao Hu, what does this mean? Shouldn't we be staring at Jiang Hua? If this kid runs away, our trip will be in vain." ”

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about the sixth brother asking us to release the news that Jiang Hua spent 20 million yuan to buy "The Thirteen Journeys of the Orchid Pavilion". ”

Gao Yang pouted and said, "There is no problem with this matter, otherwise, Jiang Hua's kid turned his head and didn't admit it, wouldn't the matter have to fall on the sixth brother? At this time, the commission will not be said, whether you can clear the relationship or two words. ”

"It's reasonable for you to say that, but in this way, Jiang Hua has been forced to a dead end, the pair of bottles in his hand were originally worth a lot of money, and now he can't sell them if he wants to, where can he get the money to Fang Zhong?

Gao Yang was dumbfounded for a while, but he didn't think about it.

"This ...... That...... What are we going to do?"

Mao Hu sighed, shook his head, and said, "What should I do?" Anyway, we're just shouting, and in the end, we'll drink some soup with it, and if it doesn't work, the trouble won't fall on our heads, right? Wait, we'll see it in a few days. ”

Gao Yang lost interest in eating steamed buns, and looked at the door of Baorong Zhai not far away in a daze.

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