In fact, there are many exquisite and ingenious things in history, which contain a lot of science and technology. Unfortunately, this kind of thing has been lost for various reasons. There are some things that have lost their technology because of the war. Some things are recognized by scholars as ingenious skills, criticized and constantly suppressed, and eventually led to no successors.

Mandarin duck incense pot belongs to the latter, for this kind of life-threatening thing, many people hate to get rid of it quickly, it is too late to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, how can this technology be allowed to inherit and develop. Of course, the person who uses it also has a conscious secrecy, and if everyone knows what is going on, such a trick will not work.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the technical principle of the mandarin duck incense pot was very secret, until it was influenced by modern novels, film and television, and it became known to everyone. However, most people think that it is a fiction and may not know that there is a physical object.

Now seeing the real thing, Li Yifeng also moved a little, picked up the silver kettle and looked at it carefully, repeatedly studied the internal mechanism, and reluctantly put it down after a long time.

"What do you think?" Wang Guan said with a smile: "The pot has been shelved for too long, and the silver is somewhat oxidized, and it can be cleaned by chemical means when you buy it back, and it will immediately restore its shining silver light." ”

"Hmm."

Li Yifeng nodded lightly and said directly: "I want something, how much is it?" ”

"This, you have to discuss with Mr. Huang."

Wang Guan smiled and deliberately walked away a few steps to make a bargain between the two of them. It's best not to get involved in this kind of thing, lest someone feel that they have suffered a loss and complain in the future, then he will not be a human being.

At the right time, while Li Yifeng and Huang Ting's parents were negotiating the price, Wang Guan walked to the carton to watch the last thing. It was a long flat bamboo board, and he picked it up and looked at it, only to realize that it was an arm rest.

The armrest is a kind of scholar's utensil, which can often be seen on the bookcases of literati. Because when the ancient literati were writing, it was customary to move from left to right, resting their arms on the paper and placing them under their arms to prevent the ink from sticking to their sleeves. On the other hand, when writing with it, it will also make the wrist feel very comfortable.

Anyway, the study utensils of the ancients are not only as simple as pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There are many things in the study, such as water presenting, paperweights, pen holders, ink beds, inkstones, printing boxes, seals, incense burners, pen holders, etc., which are often used by literati.

Of course, to a certain extent, these auxiliary supplies can also be regarded as luxuries. After all, except for the four things of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, other things are dispensable, and they are the icing on the cake. Generally speaking, it is more exquisite, and some interesting literati will use all kinds of gadgets.

However, from the materials of various gadgets, you can know the status and economic strength of the user. Taking the arm rest as an example, there are many materials, including bamboo, boxwood, red sand, purple sand, mahogany, ivory, etc., among which bamboo is the most common. It's not that bamboo is elegant, it's mainly that bamboo is easy to get and the price is the cheapest.

Now the pen rest in Wang Guan's hand is the texture of bamboo, about twenty-four or five centimeters long, seven or eight centimeters wide, pale yellow color, and there is a poem on the raised bamboo surface.

"On the bamboo shadow of the window, the sound of wild springs enters the inkstone pond. The hard work of young people will eventually succeed, don't be lazy to the light.

This poem is not a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages, and Wang Guan does not know who the author is, but from the perspective of content and form, this is a poem of persuasion, jī inspires people to read hard. In today's terms, it means that the content is healthy, has positive significance, and promotes the mouth, anyway, and the meaning of studying hard and improving every day is almost the same.

On the other side of the poem, there is the bamboo carving pattern that corresponds to the poem. The picture shows a semicircular window with a swaying bamboo leaf outside the window. In the distance is the mountain, there is a spring in the mountain, and the mountains are undulating and very elegant. Wang Guan looked carefully and felt that the carving of the bamboo carving was smooth and stretched, just a monotonous shallow carving, and there was a kind of lifelike artistic conception. …,

Wang Guan only glanced at this arm rest twice, and the overall impression was good. However, it seemed that the payment had not been made, and when he was about to take a closer look, the mobile phone in his pocket rang again.

took out the mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was a call from his mother, Wang Guan hurriedly answered: "Tong, Mom, it's me...... I'm at Peng Cheng's house, what's the matter? It can't be that there is no tobacco tea candy again. ”

"No, there is an emergency, you hurry back......"

The mother said solemnly: "Hurry up, if you come back late, don't blame me for nagging." ”

"Got it, I'll go back." Wang Guan was stunned, hung up the phone casually, and his face was thoughtful.

At this time, Li Yifeng and Huang's father also negotiated the price, and looking at the smiling faces of the two people, they knew that they were very satisfied. As for the price of the mandarin duck incense pot, Wang Guan didn't ask much, just smiled and said goodbye: "Everyone, my mother told me to go home for dinner, so I didn't stay ......." ”

"Didn't you say you were going to eat here, why are you leaving?" Peng Cheng frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"I guess there's something that has ordered me to go home, so I can't go if I don't go." Wang Guan explained, then pointed to his arm and said: "By the way, this thing is good, it is the study utensils of the ancient literati, it is very fresh and elegant." It's a pity that it can't be kept well, so the bamboo is a little dry. In the future, we must pay attention to it, so as not to crack and affect the value. ”

"Got it, thank you, Xiao Wang." Huang's father felt jī said.

Wang Guan waved his hand and smiled: "You're welcome, it should be ......." ”

"Xiao Wang, if you like this bamboo board, then I will give it to you, it is a thank you gift." Huang Muhao said angrily, it seems that the transaction price of the Mandarin Duck to the incense pot should be very satisfactory to her, so it will become so generous.

"Uh..." Wang Guan was stunned, glanced at Peng Cheng, and reminded with a chuckle: "Auntie, the price of this thing is not cheap, at least it can be worth fifty or sixty thousand." It's too precious for me to ask for it. ”

"So valuable?" Huang Mu was surprised and couldn't understand how a piece of bamboo could be worth so much money.

This is called the arm rest, it is the plaything that the ancient literati put on the bookcase, after the literati rubbed it day and night, the bamboo became smooth, and over time there was a kind of charm of spirit. Because bamboo is cool, every time it is hot or upset, touching the cool arm rest of the light pillow can make people calm and cultivate their minds, so it is deeply loved by literati. ”

Wang Guan smiled and explained: "Moreover, bamboo carvings are relatively rare, which is related to the fact that it is not easy to preserve. After all, bamboo is relatively easy to crack, and in the process of use, it is also more likely to be bumped and damaged, or even directly destroyed. Therefore, it is a matter of course that the well-preserved arm rest is more expensive. ”

"That's ......."

Huang Mu suddenly realized, and naturally put her arm back. Seeing this, Huang's father next to him couldn't help frowning, and Peng Cheng and Huang Ting were even more embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed.

In this regard, Wang Guan doesn't care. After all, if you don't take things down the river, when you decide to open your mouth to remind you, you should have expected this to happen. He smiled indifferently and waved goodbye.

Subsequently, Wang Guan went out, hailed a car, and returned home in three to five minutes. At this time, there are fewer guests at home, after all, it is almost noon, some people must go home for dinner, but some people stay.

Those who come are guests, and of course it is impossible to drive people away. So in the past two days, whenever it is lunch or dinner time, the kitchen is always in full swing, and it takes two or three hours just to stir-fry.

As before, after Wang Guan left the house, he could immediately see his father busy in the kitchen, and there was also a group of people smoking, drinking, tea, and chatting in the living room and corridor passage. …,

"Aguan is back......."

"Hurry up to the second floor, there's someone waiting for you."

At this time, seeing Wang Guan coming back, these people showed warm smiles on their faces.

Seeing this, Wang Guan confirmed his guess, and after nodding to everyone with a calm demeanor, he walked up to the second floor, where there was a small living room.

After walking a few steps, Wang Guan came to the door of the living room and saw several people chatting inside. Among them, the mother and a young woman are sitting on the sofa, and the two seem to be intimate. At this moment, the young woman whispered something softly, which made the mother smile and be very happy.

"Du Cha ......"

Wang Guan stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he was smiling

"Ah Guan is back." The mother took the opportunity to look over, found Wang Guan's figure, her smile became even stronger, and she hurriedly stood up and said, "Come in and introduce someone to you." ”

"Mom, you don't need to be introduced, we know each other." Wang Guan said indifferently: "You're right, Xiaoyan" girl. ”

"It's your ......."

At the same time, the young woman's eyes showed a look of horror, and her face was red and white, and she was uncertain.

"Didn't you see it on New Year's Day?" Of course, my mother thought it was very strange, and said a little suspiciously: "Could it be that you are lying to me?" ”

"Mom, don't ask too much, I'll explain to you later." Wang Guan said casually, without planning to say it explicitly, so as not to embarrass everyone.

"I'll want to know now." The mother frowned, and suddenly smiled: "I understand, you young people, what kind of love is you talking about all day long, you probably have met, but you didn't tell us, but you are secretly dating in private, right?" ”

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about." Wang Guan couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know where his mother came from such a strange idea.

"Then you'll tell me why." My mother is also very stubborn at times and likes to get to the bottom of it.

Wang Guan didn't speak, just glanced lightly.

In an instant, the young woman got up and hurriedly said, "Auntie, I have something to do, so I'll do it first." ”

As she spoke, the young woman walked briskly towards the door, and when she passed by Wang Guan's side, she glanced up at him, her eyes full of remorse, resentment, unwillingness, and a little bit of feeling.

Anyway, Wang Guan didn't explain on the spot, which was considered to save some face for her. Then, the young woman lowered her head, walked quickly, went downstairs in a blink of an eye, and then disappeared into the door under the stunned gaze of a group of people.

"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan..." The mother came to her senses and called out a few times at the window on the second floor, but received no response. Immediately, she immediately turned her head and glared, "Wang Guan, you come with me!" ”。 ps: Speed up the plot and don't grind. In addition, the armrest thing is not over.

[The Evil Emperor of the Nine Domains] Novel Author: The Heart Dream is Traceless

The primeval star field has eternal immortality, and there is also the same longevity of heaven and earth. How a destined person with an immortal heart made a name for himself on the way to escape. Heaven and earth do not agree, and the world does not allow it. My life is up to me.

This way, it is the continuation of blood in the primeval star field; Along the way, it is also brotherhood, and children are struggling in human nature; Everyone in the world seeks immortality and invincibility. However, the eons are in a hurry, how can they be fatal. Try to look at Qin Tian, fighting alone in the world. Waiting for you to go to war!

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