This "pity" is that Emperor Yongli mentioned the earth, so he should know what the so-called Huanggong earthbody is, but he didn't say it on letterhead.

"Even if it's just a little clue!" Wen Jia sighed.

"It's a bit of a pity." Tang Yi shook his head, "However, this at least gives us some hope." The clues about the Yellow Palace, just like today's Yongli handbook, maybe the cold will appear! ”

Wen Jia smacked her mouth, "I can only think like this, let it be." ”

The two continued to stroll, to say that in this market, there are really all kinds of things, in addition to jade and old objects, there are all kinds of cosmetics, spices, tobacco and alcohol. After walking for a while, Tang Yi found another shop specializing in amber beeswax. It's not that amber beeswax is particularly appealing to Tang Yi, but that the store's signboard has both Burmese and Chinese characters.

The name of the store is also very special, it is called Sekakaku, and at first glance, it is easy to make people think about it. However, it corresponds to the characteristics of amber beeswax.

Amber beeswax, to put it bluntly, is a fossil of resin. If you have to say it in the simplest way, the transparent one is called amber, and the opaque one is called beeswax. The name of this shop responds to the characteristics of beeswax, which is like honey in color and can be rubbed by hand to exude fragrance.

In recent years, the amber beeswax market in China is also very hot, but it is also rampant with fakes, what synthetic, baked, new wax is old into old wax, and even various chemical materials are also on the battlefield, only unexpected, not seen.

Walking into the store, at first glance, it is really almost all amber beeswax pieces, large and small, single, in strings, with raw ore shapes, beads and carved pieces. Colorful, white, yellow, red, flowery, green, brown, blood-colored, insect-like, it's really total.

Two young men came up to greet them, and a woman of about thirty years old stood behind the counter and nodded with a smile.

It is said that women are like flowers, although this woman is past the age of onion, but she looks really beautiful like flowers. Tang Yi saw that the woman looked like a Chinese, so he couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Boss, your signboard has Chinese characters, it seems that you are Chinese!" ”

This woman is the shopkeeper, and she opened her mouth to answer, "Yes, I am from Huaxia." ”

I see, Tang Yi thought to himself, there is no need to translate now, "What's your surname?" ”

"My surname is Mu, Mu who bathes in the sun." The boss didn't talk much, and they all answered in a closed manner.

"Mu?" Tang Yi said, "The boss's ancestral home must be Linan Province." ”

Tang Yi said this, not because Linan Province borders Myanmar, but because this surname is relatively special. Many people know Mu Wangfu, Zhu Yuanzhang's general Mu Yingnan fought in the north, and his achievements were impressive. It's a pity that he died young, and Zhu Yuanzhang let the Mu family inherit his position, and over time, they multiplied into a family. Tang Yi has not heard of other branches of this surname.

"Exactly." Boss Mu responded simply.

Seeing that she didn't talk much, Tang Yi didn't say it anymore, otherwise it would be as if she was very light. In fact, he met similar Chinese compatriots in Myanmar, and suddenly felt a sense of closeness.

At this time, the young man came up and introduced, "We specialize in Burmese amber beeswax, absolutely not optimized, at first glance, you are a connoisseur, you must know that the yield of Burmese amber is low, and it is rarer than that of the Baltic Sea and other origins." ”

"Let's just take a look, you're busy with you, and we'll greet you again when we need to." Wen Jia said with a smile.

Looking at it, Wen Jia found that in the beeswax counter on one side, there was a string of pearls with a tender yellow color, drum beads, about fifteen centimeters in diameter and twelve centimeters in thickness, a total of eighteen. Delicate and moist, there are some tiny old bumps on it, but they are harmless.

This string of beads is worn with handmade cotton rope, the Buddha's head is slightly larger than the beads, yellow, crispy, and is an old yak bone. The cotton rope is combed under the stupa and scattered into a tassel-shape.

"This is also beeswax? But it seems that the texture is not the same, and the color is also very special. Wen Jia immediately liked this string of beads, and ordered the glass on the counter and asked Tang Yidao.

"I'll show you it." The man was quick-sighted, and set up a flannel tray on the counter, and took out the beads and put them on top.

As soon as he got started, Wen Jia knew that this was not beeswax, because it was obviously heavier than beeswax, but it didn't seem like natural jade, because he had never seen this bright tender yellow.

"This is Sherpa beads, also known as Sherpa beads, which are actually glazed, but they are different from ordinary glaze, and they are particularly delicate and moist. Sherpa beads were made in the Qing Dynasty in particular, but later the method of making them was lost. During the Republic of China, a large number of imitations appeared, and some of them were very realistic. Tang Yi picked up the beads, "Yes, this is an authentic old bead." ”

At this time, the beautiful Boss Mu's eyes changed slightly.

Wen Jia heard this, and then asked the guy with a smile, "How much?" ”

"You can buy it alone, or you can go in whole strings, buy a single $300 piece, take a whole string of 5,000 dollars, and give this old spirit bone Buddha head." The guy answered fluently.

"Yellow snow beads are indeed rare, and most of the snow beads are red." Tang Yi said to Wen Jia, "This price is basically the market price, let's talk about it first, if you can't talk about it, you won't lose money if you buy it." ”

After Tang Yi finished speaking, he said to the guy again, "Why do you still have snow in your shop that sells amber beeswax?" ”

"In addition to amber beeswax, we only have glass beads, but they are all old, and this string of snow beads is the best of all the old glass beads, so I put it in the counter of beeswax." The guy then stretched out his hand and pointed, "Look, you didn't look at that counter, it's all old glass beads." ”

"Young man, your boss is from Huaxia, you too, so are we, let's get a discount!" Wen Jia said.

"I don't lie to you, most of the things in our store are discounted, but this string of beads belongs to the few that are not discounted." The guy said, and secretly glanced at Boss Mu.

Because Tang Yi said before that it was a market price, it was not a loss, Wen Jia was not verbose, and opened the handbag, "I like it, I just brought five thousand dollars, wrap it up!" ”

The guy smiled, they sold things, the boss gave a commission, took the money and counted it, "You wait a minute." ”

When the guy was cleaning up, Wen Jia asked Tang Yidao again, "I said, what is going on with you Sherpa beads for a while and Xueba for a while?" ”

"Sherpa beads are a bit of a formal statement, and in the entertainment circle, they are all called Xueba. In the past two years, it has been very hot, and many people have gone to Tibetan areas in China and even Nepal to collect it. Whether it is called Sherpa beads or Sherpa beads, it is because of the makers of this old material beads, Sherpas, also called Sherpa people. Tang Yi explained.

"Since the method is lost, why is there still a large number of imitations in the Republic of China?" Wen Jia likes this string of beads very much, so there are more problems.