Chapter 901: Living Water at the Source
"It's just fun. If I sell it, won't I sell my interest, and if I don't have interest, this thing will inevitably be tainted with craftsmanship, and I will have no fun. Liao Wangchao said leisurely.
"You are wise, and you have to listen to you openly." Tang Yi listened, and looked at Liao Wangchao a little higher.
Liao Wangchao looked at Tang Yi, "You are also from Yanjing?" This "open mind" is the local dialect of Yanjing, which basically means paying attention, Tang Yi didn't know it, this is because he heard Wen Jia say a lot, and it is easy to use it here.
"yes." Tang Yi responded to the situation, and naturally he would not explain too much.
Liao Wangchao took two puffs of his pipe again, "You don't seem to be thirsty." â
"I'm not too thirsty, it's he who is thirsty." Tang Yi pointed at Wen Jia, "Thank you." â
"No thanks, who doesn't have a problem when they're out of the house? When I was young, I came to Tanzhou alone thanks to the help of my friends. Liao Wangchao also evoked some memories, when he went to Tanzhou alone to collect things, he was even younger than the young man in front of him.
When Tang Yi heard this, he thought that he had come to Tanzhou when he was young, so he settled down, and he also took out a cigarette and lit it, "How long do you live?" Living alone right now? â
"Life is less than 100." Liao Wangchao did not answer whether he lived alone. Originally, he lived alone, and now that Liao Mo'er is not there, he went to the vegetable field behind the village to pick vegetables. This is also a kind of fun for her growing up in the city.
Wen Jia took a few more sips of water, looked at Tang Yi, and said in her heart If you don't let me say it, why don't you ask.
Unexpectedly, Liao Wangchao said again, "Since you have finished drinking the water, let's leave early, I really don't sell the things here." â
Although he was talking about the small carvings he made on the table, Tang Yi felt that he had seen through their minds no matter how he heard it.
However, since they are all in, just bite the bullet and ask directly, "Old man, don't you sell the old wood inlaid on the lintel?" â
"Huh? How old? Liao Wangchao looked at Tang Yi with a smile.
"Surely older than you!" Tang Yi snorted, "I can make a good price." â
"Do you understand these things now?" Liao Wangchao said, "What price can you offer?" â
Tang Yi was a little embarrassed for a while, this old man was like a flexible and strong net, it was difficult to break through, and it was easy to be caught in the net, "If you want to sell, you should bid!" â
"You make a price and see if your offer can impress me." Liao Wangchao knocked off the cigarette ash in his pipe, loaded it with new tobacco, and took out a round carved jade piece from his pocket and played with it in his hand.
This state seems to be looking forward to it.
Tang Yi looked at Wen Jia, and suddenly got up and said, "Forget it, I still don't win people's love, this Song Dynasty agarwood, the old man is inlaid on the lintel, I think it has ulterior motives." Forgive me for taking the liberty of sending water, and that's it! â
Wen Jia was stunned for a moment, but soon felt that she shouldn't stay. This old man didn't look like a farmer in a mountain village at all, he had a good face, and he couldn't see what he was thinking when he communicated with him. Moreover, if you really want to sell, how can you be so good at tidying up? Therefore, Wen Jia also quickly stood up and nodded at Liao Wangchao.
A hint of surprise slipped through Liao Wangchao's eyes, he took a puff of his pipe, and laughed, "Song Dynasty? If you don't say it, I may not really know, but it is indeed something left by my ancestors. â
"When the old people see that we are young, they like to joke." Tang Yi smiled, "You don't know that the jade piece in your hand is also from the Song Dynasty, right?" â
Liao Wangchao's hand is a white jade shrimp seven or eight centimeters long, the shrimp body is carved round, with yin lines to depict segments, beards, and head details, but the shrimp legs are highlighted by high relief, and the whole body is twists and turns, vivid. This is the typical feature of shrimp carving in the Song Dynasty, and the jade is shiny and the pulp is in place.
At this time, the look of surprise that slipped into Liao Wangchao's eyes became heavier, and he stayed longer.
You must know that Tang Yi is two meters away from him, but this jade shrimp has been playing in his hands, not showing the whole picture at once, but revealing part of the interval partly.
"Song Dynasty?" Liao Wangchao held the fish and shrimp in the palm of his hand and pushed it forward, "This is obviously customized by a jade craftsman a few years ago, but the requirements are the old style!" â
At this moment, this jade shrimp was completely exposed to Tang Yi's gaze, "The middle of the Northern Song Dynasty." The meaning of this jade piece is very good, old man, it's good for you to keep this thing, I won't say anything else. â
The so-called others are naturally covered up by Liao Wangchao.
Shrimp, jade carving is often called bending Shun, because the body is bent, but there are knots on the body, so although there is a bend rebound, but it is still a bit of a high rise, a little easy to do things, and finally it is the meaning of LĂŹ Ruyi.
The jade carving of the Song Dynasty has a great feature that it is full of life and interest, which is the result of the general development of the city's economy. Although this jade shrimp is not a collection of heavy weapons, it should have been the plaything of middle- and upper-class people back then.
After Tang Yi finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Liao Wangchao suddenly clenched the jade shrimp in his palm, "Young man, what is your surname?" â
Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, at this time he had a heart, he and Wen Jia went to Qixingling this time, the matter is very important, and this old man is unfathomable, maybe some kind of reclusive master, "My surname is Yi, my name is Yi Zhonglian, the middle of the middle, the union of the union." This is my little hair. â
Tang Yi took the surname of his mother Yi Sumei, and then combined the names Yi Zhongtian and Yi Jianlian. Since Liao Wangchao didn't ask Wen Jia's name, Tang Yi stopped there.
At the same time, Tang Yi didn't ask Liao Wangchao what to call him, since he can make it up, why can't he make it up? Anyway, if we meet in Pingshui, we may not see each other in the future.
"Oh, Xiao Yi!" Liao Wangchao nodded, and suddenly stood up, "If you like the scenery here, if you want to go somewhere, the old man can show you the way, I know this area." â
Tang Yi didn't expect Liao Wangchao to suddenly come to such a sentence, and wanted to say no, but somehow, he asked casually, "Old man, the big pond in your reservoir village is good, the water quality is so good, it doesn't seem to be a pool of stagnant water, could it be that there is a spring below?" â
"You're such a good eyer!" Liao Wangchao didn't know whether to praise Tang Yijianbao's eyesight or look at the pond's eyesight, "How can it be as clear as promised, the source of living water." However, it's not that there are springs down here, and Tanzhou is not Quancheng Shanzhou, where are there so many springs? â
As soon as he heard Shanzhou, Tang Yi couldn't help but take the initiative, after all, it was his hometown, but he quickly followed Liao Wangchao's answer and asked eagerly: "Then what is this living water?" â