The middle-aged woman's stall is basically some old modern handicrafts, and there is a sign of Hetian green and white material that is from the Republic of China, and there is a corner missing. At a glance, there was basically nothing in the entire stall that could make Tang Yi reach out and pick it up.

Tang Yi wanted to get up and leave, but he felt a little abrupt, so he smiled, "Eldest sister, how long have you been doing this?" ”

"For seven or eight years, my husband has set up a stall in Panjiayuan, and the house we rented is nearby, so I sometimes sell a part of the goods here."

Tang Yi thought to himself, no wonder! "The goods you have here are all left over from your husband, right?"

"How do you speak? That means I don't have any good stuff here, right? The middle-aged woman was a little displeased.

"Ahem." Tang Yi was a little embarrassed, so he could only take out a cigarette and light it, thought about it, and handed it another one to the middle-aged woman, "Is there anything else?" I wouldn't watch it without me! ”

The middle-aged woman actually took it, lit it quickly, and softened her tone a lot towards the cigarette, "Big brother, listen to what you mean, I'm quite confident in my vision!" ”

Tang Yi took a puff of cigarette, "My vision is really not good, just say that you are on the stall, I don't understand anything!" What's that, you get busy first, I'm leaving. ”

With that, Tang Yi stood up.

"Don't be busy, big brother, there is indeed one more thing, it is an old thing, but the quality is a little different! I'm not embarrassed to put it out. The middle-aged woman waved her hand.

The black line on Tang Yi's head is sparse, and the quality is so bad that you are embarrassed to put it off, what else do you mention?

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the middle-aged woman suddenly pulled out an inkstone from under a stack of books sitting on her buttocks, "My husband said, it's not an inkstone, it's not a sheyan inkstone, it's an ordinary bluestone inkstone, but there is a year!" Even if the material is average and the quality is not good, you can still make a year's money! ”

"Sister, you are sincere." Tang Yi took advantage of the situation and glanced at it.

This is a hand-copying inkstone. The inkstone is generally rectangular, the bottom is hollowed out of a piece, and the two sides are like walls.

Historically, hand-copying inkstones were unique to the Song Dynasty. However, later generations have become a trend of high imitation and old-fashioned Song Yan, so this kind of shape is actually often seen in antique stalls.

Compared with other antique categories, the inkstone is relatively not played by many people, mainly because of the preference of literati and ink writers. Some antique stalls put one or two pieces on them, mainly to make up a category, and look all.

Tang Yi squatted down again, picked up the inkstone and looked at it. The condition is indeed not very good, the upper eye is an ordinary bluestone base, and it is too dirty! There was a layer of gray and greasy stuff, and some ink and paint.

However, how can Tang Yi's eyesight be deceived on the surface? Judging from the slight background color revealed, this bluestone is different from ordinary bluestone, and it seems to be a little deep and delicate.

"This is really a piece of Song inkstone, this is not an ordinary bluestone, this is a Taohe stone." After looking at it carefully, Tang Yi was secretly happy. It turned out that this bluestone inkstone with buttocks was actually the best thing she had on the stall!

On the left and right inkstone sides, you can faintly see that each has engraved a line of words, and the dirt on the inkstone side is relatively less, and Tang Yi can still recognize the handwriting with great difficulty. On the right is: Taozhou greenstone with wind ripples. On the left is: Nenze pen is as sharp as a cone. This also helps prove that it is indeed a Taohe inkstone.

If you say the four famous inkstones, Duan inkstone, She inkstone, Taohe inkstone, Chengni inkstone. In addition to the Chengni inkstone, the other three are all taken from natural stone. Especially the Taohe inkstone, the mineral rock layer is relatively steep, and it is surrounded by water on three sides, and the water flow is rapid, and the output is not very large.

Compared with the end inkstone, the Taohe inkstone is slightly smaller. Moreover, even if most people have heard of the name, not many can accurately identify it. At the same time, Taohe inkstone is mostly cyan, and in the eyes of the layman, it is easy to be regarded as ordinary bluestone.

As for the dating of the inkstone, it is even more difficult, and it is good to say that the hand-me-down boutique has been idle and dusty, then it can only be judged according to the shape, carving, and inscription. The point is that many ancient inkstones are smooth and slippery, and there is nothing.

The middle-aged woman's inkstone is dirty, I don't know how long it has not been cleaned, and at the same time, there are only letterings on both sides, which is indeed difficult to notice.

"How? It's a good thing, right? The middle-aged woman looked at Tang Yi for so long and asked happily.

"It's an old inkstone, but it's not easy to break the generation. Although copying hand-burning inkstones is a typical form of the Song Dynasty, there are enough imitations in the Republic of China and modern times alone. And there is no carving, no inscription, only the side is casually engraved, and there is nothing on the front. It's really not good. Tang Yi said and put the inkstone on the stall.

Of course, Tang Yi didn't want to buy it, and wanting to catch it was basically a common trick. The Taohe inkstone of the Song Dynasty is relatively rare, and it can be regarded as burning high incense if it can be encountered on the stall. Although the shape is ordinary, there is only side lettering, and there are no outstanding origin features, but if it is sold well, there are still hundreds of thousands.

The inkstone is one thing, the pit mouth and the age are one thing, but more importantly, the carving, inscription and origin. Even if it is the Duan Yan Yan of the Song Dynasty, if the shape is ordinary, it is not as good as a stone inkstone with exquisite carving and conclusive inscriptions in the Qianlong Imperial Study.

"Who says there's nothing on the front? Here is the lettering! The middle-aged woman picked up the inkstone, found another piece of wood, and scraped it on her forehead. (Note: The inkstone, also called the inkstone, is the front of the inkstone, the side around the inkstone pond is wider than the other three sides, and the general carving will be in this place.) ）

Tang Yi took a look, it turned out that the position of the inkstone was not only dirty, but also a layer of black greasy things attached to the dirt, and after the middle-aged woman hung it with a piece of wood a few times, it really revealed three shadowy words, and it was not small.

"Look, really, isn't it?" The middle-aged woman said happily. Then, the hand sped up the movement, and soon the surrounding area of the lettering was basically cleaned!

"Sister, how do you know that there is a word engraved underneath?" Tang Yi thought to himself, it doesn't make sense! Know that the lettering should be cleaned up as soon as possible, so that it can be sold! Could it be that she really regarded it as an ordinary inkstone, deliberately made of oil and dirty ashes?

"Hey, hey!" The middle-aged woman grinned, "I didn't know, but when you picked it up and looked at it just now, it was just at an angle to me, and by the rays of the sun, I saw a little bit of a knife mark." Seeing that you don't want to buy it, I think what if it's a stroke of a word? Just scratch it, I didn't expect it to be there! ”

With such an explanation, Tang Yi understood, took the inkstone with a smile, and looked at these three words.

Zen Moon Tower.

The book is ancient and vigorous, like the old pine in the chaotic clouds, but it seems to correspond to the word "Zen", and there is a feeling of transparency and accessibility.

Tang Yi suddenly remembered the two poems engraved on the side of the inkstone that looked blurry, and his hands couldn't help but shake slightly.