Is it a matter of money?

Jiang Hua sneered.

If it weren't for the fact that he happened to know the news, "Rantei Tie Thirteen" had been bought by Takashima Kikujiro and left in the island country, just like the world he once lived in, and finally appeared in the Tokyo Museum of the island country.

Want to buy it back now? How can it be so cheap?

Jiang Hua's eyes narrowed, and he said in a firm tone, "No, the "Lanting Paste Thirteen" is already mine, and I have no intention of changing hands." ”

"The Thirteen Treks of the Orchid Pavilion has a very important meaning to me, and I want to buy it back. ”

Jiang Hua shook his head and said, "It also has a very important meaning for me. ”

Fang Ru stared at Jiang Hua, his face was as cold as ice, "Isn't it just to make money? ”

"Hehehe. ”

Jiang Hua looked at Fang Ru seriously, and shrugged his shoulders after spreading his hands, "It's really not a matter of money, I plan to collect "Lanting Paste Thirteen Treks" by myself, and I won't sell it again." ”

"You!"

Fang Ru stood up abruptly and looked at Jiang Hua deadly, "I must buy back the "Lanting Paste Thirteen Treks", you can say what conditions you have." ”

Jiang Hua picked up the pot, the boiling water rushed into the cup, and the white water vapor rose, like a mist.

Fang Ru didn't sit down, still staring at Jiang Hua.

"Sister, this ...... Something to say......"

Fang Zhong took Fang Ru's hand.

Fang Ru shook his hand and said loudly, "Let go!" If it weren't for you, I'd ...... I ......"

Fang Zhong was startled, and hurriedly retracted his hand, "I'...... I don't have to do it...... Home...... I don't have any money at home......"

"Drink tea!"

Jiang Hua put the two cups of freshly brewed tea in front of Fang Zhong and Fang Ru, "If you are here as a guest, I have good tea, if you want to buy back "Lanting Tie Thirteen Ba", I'm sorry, this matter is not negotiable, where to call, where to go back." ”

"Jiang Hua, you will regret it!"

Fang Ru's face turned red with anger, and her hand pointing at Jiang Hua trembled.

"Please. ”

Jiang Hua ignored Fang Ru's threat, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Good!

Fang Ru glared at Jiang Hua, turned around and strode out.

When Fang Zhong saw it, he immediately jumped up and rushed out.

Jiang Hua didn't take this matter to heart.

Don't steal or rob, "Lanting Paste Thirteen" was bought with her own money, no matter what Fang Ru's reason is, as long as she doesn't want to buy it, she has no way to take it.

After drinking tea, Jiang Hua stood up and hung up the sign "Something is in trouble", and then locked the door of the store.

After washing his hands, Jiang Hua walked to the long table behind the shelf and sat down, and took out the walnuts and Xingyue Bodhi in his pocket.

The surface of Nanjiang stone walnut is as moist as jade, and a few traces of ink jade-like color are faintly revealed in the dark brown under a closer look.

"This thing, it's only been a day and it's become like this?"

Jiang Hua picked up the strong flashlight and hit it, almost directly through it.

I played with countless walnuts before the crossing, and it was natural to see that this effect was the natural effect of the plate.

The question is, this walnut has only been bought, and it has only been plated for less than a day, so why is it like it has been plated for decades?

Stretching out his right hand, under the snow-white light, the back of the hand is as usual, nothing special.

"Where did that black gas come from, could it be the reason for it?"

Jiang Hua's face collapsed tightly, when he first found out that the walnuts were "getting old", there was a black gas like black jade on the back of his right hand, which was now gone.

This black gas is not the first time it has appeared, the first time was the night when "Lanting Tie Thirteen Babas" was just obtained, the second time was in the process of roasting the "Great Nirvana Sutra" with fire, and the third time was when he made walnuts in the morning.

Putting down the walnuts, Jiang Hua picked up the bodhi seeds he had just bought and rubbed them one by one.

It was very quiet in Baorong Zhai, only the slight sound made when rubbing the beads, Jiang Hua stared at the back of his right hand and the Bodhizi.

"Grandma......'s! It's true...... There was a ......"

Jiang Hua blinked his eyes vigorously, he thought it was not an illusion, a soybean-sized vortex appeared in the center of the back of his right hand, slowly rotating and inhaling black gas from the surroundings, gathering into a ball and seeping into the Bodhi seed with the rubbing of his fingers, and began to hang porcelain and color, and it seemed that ten years had passed in dozens of breaths.

Jiang Hua took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down, but how could he be calm down at this time? The Bodhi Seed, which had been coiled for about ten minutes, had already appeared brownish-red, revealing a few traces of dark green luster, and at the same time, the whole Bodhi Seed had naturally cracked into irregular fine lines.

"I ...... My hand...... What the hell is going on? It's able to make things old?"

Jiang Hua looked at the Bodhi Zi on the long table and muttered to himself, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, his heart was pounding, and there was a bead of sweat the size of a soybean on his forehead - this was not hot, it was scared.

Leaving the long table, Jiang Hua sat on the sofa, picked up the tea that had already been cold and poured it into his stomach, which stabilized his mind a little.

"No wonder...... Neither Kikujiro Takashima nor Ono were able to identify the authenticity of the Great Nirvana Sutra. ”

Jiang Hua remembered what happened before.

The forgery of the "Great Nirvana Sutra" is made of Tang Dynasty paper, and there is no problem with the handwriting of the authenticity, the only loophole is that the ink and seal are new, although they are used to roast and shrink and other ways to make old, but Takashima Kikujiro and Ono found a high-definition enlarged photo of the authentic handwriting for comparison.

Jiang Hua still remembers that he felt that he was about to be debunked, but the final result was that Takashima Kikujiro and Ono thought that the "Great Nirvana Sutra" was true and bought it for 90 million.

Afterwards, Jiang Hua couldn't figure out what was going on, and now that he thinks about it, everything is caused by the black qi that appears on the back of his right hand: since it can make walnuts and bright moon bodhi become old for decades in a blink of an eye, of course, it can also make the handwriting and seals on the "Great Nirvana Sutra" old, natural cracks, etc., which is why Takashima Kikujiro and Ono think that the "Great Nirvana Sutra" is the real fundamental reason.

"Could it be that in addition to traveling to a strange world, I still have such abilities?"

Jiang Hua stretched out his right hand and spread five fingers, he had a pair of magical hands, and the legendary tenth-level fitter, anything could be perfectly copied as long as he touched it a few times, which was the fundamental reason why he was able to become the world's top repair master before he crossed over.

After crossing over, this ability has not been lost, and now there is another black gas that can be used as old?

Antique counterfeiting is a very difficult technical work, just the shape and look like it is already difficult, but the most difficult is to make old, the real definition and characteristics of antiques is the old object, which is also the only and most powerful standard for identification.

How to make the new antiques old, this is the most testing part. The biggest enemy of all antique counterfeiting masters, no one can turn back time, and there is no way to make time pass faster.

"It seems...... Sometime...... I ......"

The more Jiang Hua thought about it, the more excited he became, with this black qi, didn't he mean that no matter what he faked, no one would be able to identify it?

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