"Xiaoqing, what nonsense. ,!”

For a moment, a little shyness appeared in Baye's eyes, and then he glared: "He wants to tell you that your sandalwood fan is fake." ”

"What's fake?"

An Huanqing was stunned for a moment, looked at the fan repeatedly, unfolded it left and right, and said inexplicably: "There is no problem, the quality is good, I don't see the silk thread broken, and the fan has not spread out." ”

"It's not a fan, it's sandalwood......" Bai Ye felt a little rapped, and simply gestured to Wang Guan: "You come." ”

"The fan bone is just ordinary wood, and then sprayed with essence and perfume to pretend to be sandalwood, so the aroma is a little pungent." Wang Guanyan said concisely, and one sentence showed everything, which also made An Huanqing raise her eyebrows, and anger surged.

"What, it's a fake and shoddy product, I'm going to 315 to sue them." An Huanqing was angry, as if she was a fried kitten, and her whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

Wang Guan had no doubt that if the profiteer who sold her the fan was in front of her, he would definitely be torn to pieces by her.

"Is it a regular store?"

Wang Guan groaned: "If there is an invoice, you can return it or even make a claim." ”

"It's not a store, it's a stall." An Huanqing said angrily: "At that time, the boss took out a fan and said that it was Lao Shanxiang, and several people next to him said yes and competed for it...... These damn tos! ”

"Dissipate the gas, it's just a few thousand yuan, just buy a lesson." Baye comforted herself as she took another slice of fish and put it to her mouth.

"Money doesn't matter."

An Huanqing opened her mouth and took the fish away, then gritted her teeth and said, "I hate it when others lie to me the most......"

"What are you going to do?"

Baye frowned and said, "Rush to beat people up, and smash the stall by the way?" ”

"Good idea." An Huanqing clapped his hands and said, "That's it......"

As soon as the words were spoken, he found the strange eyes of other people, and An Huanqing suddenly deflated: "Okay, I know it's unrealistic to do this, but I can't swallow this breath." Leaflet. Can you help me find a way to get my breath out? ”

"What can I do?" Baye shook his head and said helplessly: "Xiaoqing, don't talk about complaining to 315 about this kind of thing, even if you sue the court, it is estimated that it will be due to insufficient evidence." It was also we who lost the case. ”

"Hmph. I'm angry! An Huanqing clenched her little fists, a little crazy, and suddenly picked up the fan to twist it, but she seemed to be a little reluctant, and then stretched out her hand and said, "Xiaoye, give me something." ”

"What?" Bayeux is somewhat inexplicable.

"It's that giveaway, I'm going to tear it up......" An Huanqing exclaimed, her little face bulging and bulging, very cute in the eyes of others. I can't wait to reach out and twist it.

At this time, Baye was a little crying and laughing, and he also took out another fan in his bag and handed it over.

"Smack!"

An Huanqing took the fan, and as soon as her little hand moved, the fan unfolded.

Wang Guan took a casual look and found that the fan surface was a little old and yellowed. But before he could take a closer look, An Huanqing had already quickly torn the fan surface, and then stretched out his hand to sprinkle it, and the pieces of the fan surface flew up like snowflakes.

"Little love, don't litter."

Bayeux reproached, leaning down to pick up the pieces.

Wang Guan next to him naturally bent down to help, but after picking up a few pieces of shredded paper. He stumbled upon the scraps of paper that there seemed to be words on them. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, it was normal for there to be calligraphy and paintings on the fan.

You must know that fans are in traditional Chinese culture. It is not only a practical item, but also a rare elegant work of art. In the small fan, you can not only write poems and lyrics, but also depict landscapes, people, flowers and birds.

Open the fan, the mountains, bamboo, flowers, and characters are all in front of you; Fold the fan, and a curtain of dreams slowly fades away. "Quiet" can be seen in the world, one grass and one tree, one person and one thing; "Moving" can shake the hearts of thousands of thoughts and roll red dust.

It can be said that the fan has become a unique cultural phenomenon. This is also the reason why, in the era of fans and air conditioners, the ancient fans have not disappeared, but have become a popular handicraft and sell well at home and abroad. It can be seen that not only Chinese people have special feelings for fans, but also foreigners are very fond of this ingenious thing.

It's far away, anyway, a paper fan, with words and pictures, that is a normal situation, Wang Guan will naturally not be surprised. However, after picking up a few more pieces of shredded paper, he was surprised to find that the words were written on the inside of the fan.

Everyone should know that a good fan is divided into two sides, and the fan bone is sandwiched in the middle. Then, you can inscribe poems and paint on the fans on both sides. An Huanqing's shredded fan is also of this shape, but Wang Guan saw the text in the inner layer of the fan, which is very abnormal......

At the same time, after discovering Wang Guan's abnormal behavior, Baye was puzzled: "What's wrong with you, what are you looking at?" ”

"Words, there are words in them."

Vaguely feeling as if something important, Wang Guan hurriedly signaled: "Look, there are words written on the inside of the fan." ”

"It's normal to have words on the fan."

Yu Feibai was a little puzzled, but when he saw the shredded paper that Wang Guan showed out, he was immediately surprised. The surface of the fan, after the wind and sun or something, naturally slowly yellowed, but there is some new white inside, and if there are words on it, it looks very eye-catching. When people look at it, they feel unusual.

"What's that......"

At this time, An Huanqing's round eyes widened, and she asked curiously, "What did you find?" ”

"It's not clear yet, let's see first."

Several people quickly collected the shredded paper, and then spread them out one by one, slowly splicing them together. However, because An Huanqing was too ruthless and tore the fan very much, the speed was relatively slow. Fortunately, the area of the fan is not large, and it took more than 20 minutes to finally restore the fan.

Then, Wang Guan gently flipped the fragments with the words, and he could clearly see the words inside.

"Mansion No. 8, turn into a dragon and return to the sea!"

Eight neat regular scripts are hidden within the fan. If it weren't for An Huanqing's casual tearing, it is estimated that no one would know that there is this mystery hidden in the inner layer of the fan.

"What is this?" At this time, An Huanqing stretched out her hand and poked her little face, her face was dazed, and she was a little excited: "The legendary password? Signal? ”

"It's hard to say." Wang Guan scratched his head. frowned and said: "Eight words without a head and no brain, it's really hard to guess." However, it is certain that this fan is some years old and not a modern thing. ”

"Well, the fan is a good rice paper. However, due to improper preservation. After a few more decades, it looks a little moldy. Yu Feibai nodded in agreement, picked up the fan bone discarded by An Huanqing and looked at it carefully for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The fan bone skeleton is made of purple bamboo, and the craftsmanship is exquisite, it is estimated that the previous owner of this fan was either rich or expensive." ”

"How do you know it must be something from a rich family?" An Huanqing retorted: "Ordinary people can buy it." ”

"Ordinary people don't need to use such a good folding fan."

Yu Feibai smiled and slowly explained: "Don't look at the fan bone is bamboo, it doesn't seem to be very eye-catching. Actually, the more plain things are. The more you can embody luxury. ”

"Just like these fan bone bamboo pieces, each piece is uniform and fine, not only a simple fragment trimming, but also through steaming and drying and other processes, so that these fan bones can go through sixty or seventy years without the slightest decay and insect eyes, and can maintain a relatively tough nature."

Between words. Yu Feibai broke his hands, and a fan bone was almost folded in half, but there was no sign of breaking.

"Sixty or seventy years?"

An Huanqing continued to express his doubts: "How do you know? ”

"Guess."

Yu Feibai smiled: "Actually, it's just a feeling. ”

It's not right to say that it doesn't feel right, but it's actually an accumulation of experience. If you see more and get in touch with the things of each era, you will have a rough standard in mind. When you see something from a certain period, you will naturally have the same feeling as Yu Feibai. It is not allowed to say two things first, but at least there is a judgment. Not at first. If there are many mistakes, it will be accurate.

An Huanqing didn't understand, but she didn't plan to figure it out, so she asked casually. Attention returned to the broken fan.

"What do these words mean?"

Not only was she thinking, Wang Guan and Yu Feibai were frowning and thinking hard.

At this time, Baye shook his hand in front of everyone's eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, don't think about it." Everyone eats first, and then thinks slowly when they are full. ”

Wang Guan nodded, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. However, his mind was not on the dish, he continued to open the shredded paper, and carefully observed for a long time, except for eight words, there were still no clues.

"Give."

At this moment, Baye suddenly poured him a glass of water.

"Huh?"

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

"Isn't the pepper spicy?" Baye reminded him, his eyebrows slightly bent and his eyes smiling.

"Whew!"

In an instant, Wang Guan reacted, only to feel a spicy surge, making him feel that even his tongue was on fire. For a moment, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and quickly picked up the cup and took a sip of the water.

"The consequences of not concentrating on eating, knowing that you are wrong." Bai Ye laughed, and asked the waiter to bring two cans of cold drinks, which could be regarded as alleviating Wang Guan's symptoms.

"I don't look at it."

Wang Guan smiled bitterly: "Maybe we think too much, these words have no special meaning, that is, the person who made the fan wrote them at random, or the rice paper happened to have these words written on it, but it was used to make a fan." ”

"Impossible."

Yu Feibai shook his head and said, "There must be some purpose in hiding it so secretly." Besides, the words inside are written in the place where the fan calligraphy and painting are not rendered, so it can be seen that they were deliberately avoided. If it is said that it is a casual paper to make a fan, how can it be such a coincidence, and even the words inside are neatly written in the corresponding position of a fan. ”

"And what do you think?" Wang Guan asked, of course he understood these truths, but after repeated inspection, he found nothing. Based on these words, it is impossible to guess the cause and effect. Instead of pondering, let's continue to enjoy the food. (To be continued)

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