"Ah......h

Wang Guan was stunned, not that he doubted the identity of the middle-aged official/bureaucrat, looking at his words and deeds, he did have a bit of an official appearance.

Wang Guan was surprised that Uncle Cao was old, knowing that the other party was an official, and deliberately made a high price to make things difficult for the other party, but he was a little angry.

"I'm old, but I'm not confused." Uncle Cao sneered: "He is an official and takes hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy my things." The money spent is either public expense, or the people who have embezzled and accepted bribes. This kind of bastard is what I hate the most in my life. If it weren't for beating people and breaking the law, I would have taken a hoe and beaten them out. ”

"Uncle, you are this." Wang Guan raised his thumb.

However, admiration is admiration, he hasn't forgotten the business, Chapter 26 Is something worth it? smiled and said, "Uncle, I can't afford an inkstone." I just watched the hilarious thing, and I stumbled upon this ......"

As he spoke, Wang Guan reached out and lowered his hand on the table, and brought up a piece of black that looked like a stone.

"What are you doing with the stone at the foot of the table?" Uncle Cao was stunned.

"It's not a stone."

Wang Guan thought about it and decided to say frankly: "This is a piece of ink. ”

"Ink?"

Uncle Cao frowned, not knowing whether he couldn't hear clearly or didn't understand.

"It's an ingot, to be exact."

Wang Guan raised the ink block in his hand, and while looking at it carefully, he explained: "Uncle should have watched TV, people in the past were not as convenient as we are now, there were pens, pens, and pencils...... Words come out as soon as you write. They use brushes, so they need a special kind of ink ......."

"I remember, isn't this just something that is spinning around on the inkstone?" Uncle Cao suddenly realized.

"That's right!"

Wang nodded and smiled: "Presumably uncle, you also know that liquid ink can't be stored for too long, and it will stink after a long time." So the people in the past, was it worth it to just make ink into Chapter 26 things? Ink ingots, like stones, are solid. In this way, it can be left for a long time. When it's time to use it, drop some water on the inkstone, and then grind it continuously, and the ink will be produced. ”

"Yes, yes."

Uncle Cao nodded again and again: "I think back then, my baby went to school, said what to learn calligraphy with, and bought him a few bottles of ink." But it didn't take long for it to be all broken, and it stinked like mud. ”

"yes, the quality of the things now, it's really poor." Wang Guan has a deep understanding.

At this moment, Uncle Cao suddenly asked, "Is this thing valuable?" ”

"It's hard to say."

Wang Guan hesitated: "If the year is old and the whole piece is complete, it will definitely be worth a lot." But your ink ingot is already broken, and only half of it is left, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to sell. ”

"Oh!" Uncle Cao was thoughtful, as if he had lost interest, suddenly got up and picked up the inkstone, and walked towards the inner room.

Seeing this, Wang Guan was overjoyed, and hurriedly seized the opportunity, turned on his special ability, and looked at it, and the residual ink in his hand was emitting a pale yellow treasure light.

Among them, it contains a little breath, although it is not as much as the one on the Kuixing inkstone, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat. Wang Guan didn't miss it, and he drew it out without a trace.

The breath flows, and there is a special coolness, which makes Wang Guan feel very comfortable, as if he is in the clouds. At the same time, the gossamer gold line in the center of the eyebrows has also grown slightly.

"Ahem, ahem...... Come and give me a hand. ”

At the same time, in the passage of the inner room, Uncle Cao was covered in dust, dragging a large box wrapped in cobwebs and struggling to move.

"Uncle, who are you?"

Wang Guan was a little surprised, suddenly thought of something, and was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Walking to the side of the box, as soon as he took his hand, Wang Guan felt that the box was very heavy, weighing at least 100 catties.

It took a little effort to carry the box to the hall, and Uncle Cao didn't say anything, and directly pulled the lid of the box. Suddenly, a faint ink fragrance wafted out of the box and did not disperse for a long time.

Wang Guan looked down and saw that in the one-foot-high box, there were pieces of ink ingots with pure black color and thick color stacked messily. These ink ingots have strange shapes, including cubes and cuboids; Ellipse, polygonal...... And so on, and so on.

"Look at these things."

At this time, Uncle Cao smiled proudly: "I dare not say that all of them are good, but most of them have no bumps." ”

"yes, it's all good stuff."

Wang nodded, endured the surprise in his patience, picked up a piece of ink ingot and looked at it, only to feel that the ink was as hard as jade, and the surface was haircut, showing a strong spirit. Weigh it lightly, and press your hand slightly. Judging from the color and feeling, this should be a piece of high-quality ink.

At the same time, Wang Guan was also a little curious, and asked, "Uncle, where did you get these ink ingots?" ”

"Passed down from our ancestors."

Uncle Cao's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and rolled up the tobacco leaves, and said casually: "My ancestor is also a scholar, and he seems to have been an official. Later, the family failed, but there were a lot of good things left. ”

"Oh."

Wang nodded, half-convinced.

"Don't mention the matter of Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds."

After a while, Uncle Cao swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, waved his hand and said, "Tell me, are these things worth it?" ”

"This ......"

Wang Guan hesitated, glanced at Uncle Cao, and saw his expressionless appearance, his heart immediately moved, and he smiled: "This is really hard to say." After all, these things are not as popular as gold, silver, jewelry and porcelain, and many people like them, so everyone is naturally willing to spend them to buy them. ”

"Uncle, you should also understand that the times are different now, and there are not many people who write with a brush."

Wang Guan was quite touched and said: "These ink ingots are not of much use. If you meet someone who likes to collect these kinds of things, you may pay a high price for them. If you don't like it, I'm afraid you won't even touch it, so as not to get your hands dirty. ”

"You are sincere, you didn't lie to me with big words......"

Uncle Cao took a puff of cigarette, was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Over the past few days, many people have known that I have a treasure in my hand and have come to look for me." However, they always told me that this one is not worth much, and that one is not worth it, so let me sell it to them. ”

"Phew!"

Uncle Cao snorted and said disdainfully: "Everyone wants to empty the gloves of the white wolf, I really think I'm old and confused, I don't know if the baby is worth anything." ”

Wang Guan smiled and sighed lightly in his heart.

Sure enough, the saying that people become old and refined is not wrong at all. It's not the 80s or 90s now, and the era of buying a piece of Huanghuali furniture for five yuan is gone.

Don't think that the old peasants in the countryside are representatives of ignorance. Under the bombardment of the spread of all kinds of information in modern society, no one is stupider than anyone else. There are even times when the peasants are cunning and have repeatedly made some so-called smart people suffer great losses.

"You're a good person."

Uncle Cao said with satisfaction: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you also understand these things, what are you doing?" ”

"I worked part-time in an antique shop, and I learned a little." Wang Guan said with a smile, patiently waiting for the opportunity, wanting to activate the special ability to see if there was any treasure light in the ancient ink

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