"Huh? So let's talk about it first, what are the characteristics of this kind of paper? The two had already walked to the parking lot at this time, and Wen Jia and Tang Yi got into the car.

Tang Yi said while tying his seat belt, "Goryeo tribute paper is indeed the paper produced in the ancient Goryeo Kingdom. According to legend, this Korean paper is made of cotton and silkworm cocoons, and is white and tough. The biggest feature of this paper is that the ink effect is different from that of ordinary rice paper, how to say? In today's terms, it might be a bit of a 3D effect. ”

"There was a record in the earliest Song Dynasty in ancient China, and there was a book called "Negative Xuan Yelu" in the Song Dynasty, which once recorded this kind of paper, saying that there was no such thing in Huaxia, which was a strange product. In fact, there are some that have been handed down later, but there are discrepancies with the records, and some modern scholars have studied that these handed down papers are actually mulberry paper, not real Korean paper. ”

Wen Jia was surprised, "What age are these two fans?" ”

"I judged it to be from the Ming Dynasty. Here I think it has something to do with the second of the three major expeditions of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty. Toyotomi Hideyoshi of the Japanese invaded Goryeo, and a generation of famous generals Li Rusong went out to fight against the Japanese and directly defeated the Japanese devils. It's normal for the class teacher to bring some Korean paper by the way when he returns to the court. Tang Yi said.

"Well, but the picture on this is not the work of the Koreans."

"That's right. This picture is very special, it looks like two fans, but it should not be attached to the fan, in fact, it should be attached to the lampshade. Tang Yi smiled slightly, "This is the real reason why I want to buy it." ”

Wen Jia suddenly realized, "Oh, that one named Qiangzi said that there is a pair of lampstands at home, could it be that this is a patch on the lampshade?" ”

"It should be. Since it is a relic of Grandpa Qiangzi, it seems that it may be on the lamp, but the patch on the lampshade was removed and put it alone. From this point of view, this pair of lampstands should also be from the Ming Dynasty. The boss of Mu Shiju should have a little eyesight, if he can buy 30,000 yuan, he will indeed make money! Tang Yi explained.

"If you don't sell it, the boss of Mushiju can't help it. But this boss is good enough to pick the door, if he is willing to put more blood, maybe the strong son will steal it out with his grandmother behind his back. After Wen Jia finished speaking, she may also feel a little inappropriate, "But if that's even worse, it will be troublesome for the old man to be angry." ”

"It's not just about slamming the door, if this pair of lampstands doesn't have these two stickers, it doesn't really mean much!" Tang Yi smiled, "So, it doesn't matter if he doesn't sell me the lampstand, I just need to know the structure of the lampstand!" ”

Wen Jia turned her head and glanced at Tang Yi, "Could it be that this pair of patches is the real value of this pair of lampstands?" ”

"It's really not interesting to have a light stand without patches. But without the patch of the light stand, it is still very valuable. Because the lamp stand can be imitated, but the process of this pair of patches has long been lost! Tang Yi said: "It's hard to explain just by talking about it, but when the time comes, I'll let you see it with your own eyes, and you'll know the magic!" ”

"Okay, I'll give you time to sell this!" Wen Jia suddenly honked the horn, "But you're a little addicted to pretending." ”

That night, Tang Wuxin really made honey roasted rabbits, but the rabbits were not hares, they were meat rabbits bought from the vegetable market, and the honey was also bought from the supermarket. The oven baked out, it is indeed a notch worse than the fruit charcoal fire.

After eating, a few people roughly discussed, and then, Tang Yi and Lin Huanting, as well as Wen Jia, went to meet Zheng Wu first, and went to Myanmar Gongpan, Tang Wuxin stayed to focus on visiting the Yellow Palace.

Tang Yi calculated that in order to seize the opportunity this time, the Myanmar public market must accumulate some funds, and the next step is to contact people, and the preparation of the Wugu Fengden Research Association requires a strong financial foundation. Next, Wenjia's magic ware branch and the kiln factory in the porcelain capital can almost have output, and the company relies on these, which is also an opportunity for development.

The next morning, seeing that there was nothing wrong, several people discussed going to the 4S store to buy the car first.

Lin Huanting is a white Cayenne, Tang Yi has already thought about it and bought a black Cayenne of the same model. So you don't have to bother to choose, just go straight to the Cayenne 4S store.

The black high-end Cayenne happened to have a spot in stock, and Tang Yi didn't try the car, so he paid the money to pick up the car directly. The main thing is that he doesn't have much enthusiasm for cars, but just uses it as a means of transportation.

Although it is very common for people to buy millions of luxury cars in Yanjing, Tang Yi simply took a car of more than two million yuan, asked the price and nodded and swiped the card, just like drinking boiled water, the expression and movements were cool, and the eyes of the sales lady with long legs were a little straight, and the business card was given twice before and after, if it weren't for such a luxurious beauty as Lin Huanting standing next to her, I am afraid it would have been sticky a long time ago.

After completing the formalities and temporary license plates, he drove away. The license plate still has to be hung back in Shanzhou, and the car can only be temporarily parked in the parking lot of the community where Wen Jia lives.

Before he got to Wenjia's community, Qiangzi's phone called, saying that his grandmother had agreed, and it was okay to appreciate it, but emphasized the idea of not buying it away.

Tang Yi drove the car and pulled Lin Huanting, and Wen Jia also drove the BMW, and went directly to the address that Qiangzi said.

The place where Qiangzi lives is a courtyard house in the southern city of Yanjing, where three families live, Qiangzi's parents died early, and he lived with his grandmother.

The three of them walked into the living room of Qiangzi's house and saw the pair of lampstands standing in the corner of the room. A neat old lady sat next to the Eight Immortals table, and when she saw the guests coming, she bowed slightly, "Sit down!" Hadron, pour tea! ”

"Grandma, no, they just come to see the lampstand and leave after reading it!" Qiangzi was not polite, and said directly, "Just look at it in front of my grandmother." ”

"Grandma's longevity?" Tang Yi didn't lose his courtesy and asked with a smile.

"Eighty full. Young man, you are young and interested in old things? The old lady saw that Tang Yi was very polite, and her attitude suddenly improved.

"That's what I did, I opened an antique shop. Don't worry, I know you're here to keep a thought, I'm just here to take a look. Tang Yi nodded, and then looked at the pair of lampstands.

The two lamp stands are the same shape, both are one person high, and the four legs are curved outward, and the mortise and tenon joints are interspersed with several carved wooden boards.

At the top is a living lampshade, the top of the lampshade is octagonal, and below is a column of trapezoidal section, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. The veil on the lampshade has obviously been replaced, and it is relatively new, but the material is of the highest quality, and it seems that the old lady's husband cherished this pair of lampstands very much during his lifetime.

Tang Yi looked at the lampshade and immediately concluded that a pair of pictures were indeed originally pasted into the lampshade, perhaps taken off when the lampshade was changed, but for some reason it was not put back on. However, the old lady didn't seem to care about the pictures, otherwise how could she let Qiangzi take out that box of books and sell them?