"This pair of lamp stands is a typical Ming-style furniture, the system is bright, the wood is mellow and subtle, and it is boutique! Thirty thousand is indeed not for sale. Tang Yi looked at it for a while, and finally spoke.

"Ming Dynasty? Is that valuable? Hadron was immediately excited.

"Uh-huh!" The old lady made a coughing sound.

"A lamp stand is more than ten times more than that, and the price of a pair is even higher!" Tang Yi didn't hide it.

"Ten times more and no sale! You've sold out all the old things in the house! This old man of the lampstand is very fond of it, I have to keep a thought, how many years will I live? The old lady glared at Hadron.

Qiangzi lowered his head and muttered, "Urging me to get married all day long, I don't have the money to get married!" ”

"I want to make money and work on my own! Idle all day long, you sold all the things left by your grandfather, and I didn't see you save a few dollars! The old lady's voice was raised.

Tang Yi saw that the old lady's personality was a little rough, and thought to himself that this old gentleman who had already traveled to the west was good at calligraphy, painting, and woodware, how could he find a lady who was more than neat and not elegant? Well, eighty percent of the year was an arranged marriage. However, the old lady is also nostalgic, and she can still think of leaving a pair of lampstands, and have a thought.

"If you don't sell, how can I be strong? I'm just going to tell the truth, I don't want to buy it, grandma, don't be angry. Tang Yi immediately interjected.

"But I've heard that only the furniture of red sandalwood and flower pear is valuable, and this pair of lamp stands is purple and black, and it is red sandalwood, right?" Hadron asked again.

"It's not red sandalwood. Although the wood is purple-black, it has black stripes, and it is very smooth, without brown eyes and cow hair, and it is black and sour. In fact, I think it is more appropriate to use black acid branches to make this pair of lampstands, which is a little more mysterious than red sandalwood. Tang Yi explained.

When the old lady heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Tang Yi, "I can't see that you are an expert, young man!" I've heard my old man say that it's really a black sour jujube! ”

Tang Yi's sweat, black sour jujube? How do you skewer it to eat? I just made it clear that it's a black sour branch!

"I don't dare to say that I am an expert, but grandma, you see that there are four carved wooden boards on each lampstand, a total of eight, engraved with the eight treasures of Buddhism, and you can live a long life if you stay." Tang Yi looked at the old lady and said something quite pleasant.

Sure enough, the old lady grinned happily.

Tang Yi struck while the iron was hot, "Grandma, I still have a question, the lamp yarn on the lampshade has been replaced, and the old lamp yarn has been thrown away?" ”

Tang Yiming was asking about the lamp yarn, but he actually wanted to see what she said about the two stickers in the lampshade.

"The lamp yarn has been replaced, and the old lamp yarn has indeed been thrown away. In fact, in the old lamp yarn, there are also drawing paper, and the paintings are also very beautiful. It's just that the old man said that these two pieces of drawing paper had bad omens, so he didn't put them on when he changed the new light veil. The old lady sighed, "To tell you the truth, this pair of lampstands has never been installed except for the old man who once shut himself in his room and lit a candle, but only a pair of ornaments. ”

"What about these two pieces of paper?" Tang Yi's heart tightened.

"Didn't you buy the paper? I thought you were a good man, young man. "The old lady has a rough personality, but she is not stupid.

Now, Tang Yi can only pretend to be confused, "Bought it?" I just bought some old furniture and old books! ”

"There are two pieces of drawing paper, sandwiched between two notebooks. The old man wanted to throw away the paper a few times, but he was reluctant to ask him, and he only said that there was a bad omen, and I could remember this word. In the end, it was sandwiched in a sticker and put in a bookcase with the old book. The old lady didn't say whether Tang Yi was lying, but just reminded: "Young man, my old man is different from me, not only understands old things, but also understands some feng shui physiognomy or something, he said that there is a bad omen, you should be careful if you buy it." ”

Tang Yi understood, although the old lady didn't understand, she must have obeyed her husband's words before his death, and it is estimated that only the old man of his family has seen the scene after lighting the candles. The old gentleman's mentality can also be understood, after the candle illuminates the lampshade, he finds a bad omen in it, wants to throw away the picture, but is reluctant, and finally can only be caught in the dust of the old book.

"Thank you, grandma! This pair of lampstands is indeed worth collecting, and now that there is no lampshade patch with a bad omen, it is very peaceful to have candles on the New Year's Day. Tang Yi smiled, "I'm sorry for bothering today, thank you, let's leave here!" ”

Tang Yi didn't mention buying a lampstand from beginning to end, and also pointed out the various characteristics of the lampstand, with a gentle and polite attitude, which made the old lady add a lot of goodwill, she looked at the strong son next to her who couldn't do business, and her tone softened, "The lampstand really can't be sold, but there is an old thing, since you are an antique shop, can you see if you can buy it?" ”

Before Tang Yi could answer, Qiangzi was both happy and surprised, "Grandma, why don't I know?" ”

The old lady did not speak, but reflexively walked into the back room. She pulled something from under the bed, wooden, about four feet long and less than a foot wide, covered in dust.

When he took it out, Qiangzi suddenly realized, "What should I do with this wooden piano?" At that time, people didn't want this piano when they bought the box, and they said that the broken ones couldn't be repaired! ”

The old lady really didn't take it too seriously, and directly put the piano on the ground.

Tang Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he could also understand that this person who didn't know how to do it had done a lot of things to burn the qin and cook cranes, since he could put it under the bed to collect ashes, how could he put it carefully?

"This piano was also left by the old man. He's good at these wooden things, but he can't play the piano. I remember he also said at the time that this piano is made of fir wood! The old lady introduced.

"Well, that is, the surface and bottom of the piano are made of fir wood." Tang Yi thought to himself, this time it is more reliable than "black sour jujube".

"Yes, yes, originally he also came with a wooden box, two years ago the second girl next door learned violin, I thought the box was good, and I bought her violin!" The old lady explained.

Well, the violin usually has a conformal box, but it actually uses a wooden box, and the two girls next door are mighty!

Tang Yi was speechless, he silently took out a handkerchief and wiped the guqin, a handkerchief quickly turned black, Lin Huanting and Wen Jia hurriedly handed their handkerchief again.

In the end, this guqin is roughly wiped clean, this piano is like a banana leaf, the lines are tortuous but smooth, the headstock is round, and it seems to have a bit of a cute feeling.

Tang Yi turned it over lightly, and a four-character small seal was engraved on the back of the piano: Ten Thousand Pine Wind.