Thousands of calculations, I missed Heshen, the big corrupt official of the Qianlong Dynasty, with a narrow vision, no culture, no modern knowledge, nine out of ten modern items, and the rest of the know-how, but was dazzled by novelties, asking and asking, like a kitten playing away from home for the first time, full of curiosity about everything.

A light bulb admired for a long time, a mobile phone stared at it, more interested in the car, on the way to come, standing in the middle of the road, was more than 100 cars of all kinds passed by, who looked at who dizzy.

Fortunately, Heshen has no shadow, no trace, ordinary people can't see or touch, otherwise it would have to be on the headlines of major news.

Today, I entered a lot of stores, and the antique objects inside and Shen can also be said to be the head of the Tao, clear and reasonable, and it is not a problem to distinguish the true from the false, but the big officials are rich in the world, and there is no concept of picking up leaks on the small merchants and hawkers, and they do not understand the value of the items.

"Boss, is there a walnut like this?"

The voice was soft and soft, like flowing water, with a sweetness, Su Ren raised his head slightly, and a little girl about twenty years old stood in front of the stall pretty. The skin is white, jeans, yellow T-shirt, white safflower canvas shoes, fresh and clean. The melon seed face is a little childish, some baby fat, thin willow eyebrows, a pair of big eyes that seem to be able to speak, and Bai Jing's little hand drags a brown walnut.

"Yes, wait a minute." After Su Ren finished speaking, he picked up a palm-sized delicate wooden box containing a pair of walnuts from the stall and handed it forward.

"No, it's not." The little girl hurriedly waved her hand and said playfully, "I want walnuts of the same color in my hand." ”

Su Ren put down the delicate wooden box in his hand and asked softly, "Familiar?" ”

The little girl nodded again and again, with a look of anticipation in her big eyes.

"It's hard to do!" Su Ren frowned, took the walnut from the little girl's hand, looked at it carefully, and said: "The four buildings in Pinggu are produced in Pinggu, which was popular in the Qing Dynasty and belongs to hemp pits. Pinggu Silou is a kind of low pile walnut, from the appearance, with a certain thickness of the edge, the appearance is upright, the texture is exquisite, the tip is very small, but the bottom is flat and large, and the bottom of the texture is radial shape.

Judging from the condition, color and pulp of this walnut, it has been played for at least 40 years, and it is impossible to find a walnut of the same kind. ”

As soon as she heard this, the little girl was anxious and said: "Boss, help, I've been looking for a day, and there are no other houses, so I just made up a pair of walnuts, as long as I can find them, money is not a problem." ”

The walnuts were returned to the little girl, Su Ren shook his head and said: "Walnuts are fun and difficult to match, each pair of walnuts is carefully selected, and there is no one in ten thousand." Play, time, sweat, destined for the color of the pulp. The walnut in your hand has been cooked, the pulp is thick, the brightness is large, the color is heavy, and the porcelain is barefoot, which adds to the difficulty of finding. ”

The little girl's pretty face was full of disappointment, her eyes were red, and she looked pitiful and weeping.

Seeing this, Su Ren scratched his head and said, "This little ······ uh······ Let's call it a girl, listen to my advice, even if you find a walnut similar to this one, you won't be able to play. ”

The little girl looked up and said suspiciously, "Why?" ”

"As I said just now, the way to play, time, and sweat are destined to be the color of the pulp." Su Ren gestured with his hand: "If you buy a walnut that is ripe for someone else, it looks similar at the time, but after playing with it in different sweat and different ways, it is like mixing two colors together, which will produce color deviations, and the longer the time, the more obvious the color difference will be." ”

Su Ren explained very clearly, easy to understand, the little girl was a little sad after hearing it, she couldn't use it when she bought it, and the day was in vain? After a moment of silence, the little girl stood in front of the stall, still not wanting to give up, and asked timidly, "What about it······ Boss, buy a pair of walnuts that are ripe like this, do you have them here? ”

"I don't have one, but I can help you find it at another store." Su Ren shook his arms, tensed his muscles, moved his muscles and bones, and continued: "But you have to think about it well, find a pair of walnuts that are similar to those in your hand, and the price is at least 200,000 yuan." ”

"Two hundred thousand!" The little girl opened her mouth and exclaimed, her big eyes blinking, and they were full of disbelief.

Hearing this number, several other customers in front of the stall also raised their heads, their eyes staring directly at the walnuts clutched in the little girl's hand, they couldn't believe that such a small thing could be so valuable.

Raising his eyebrows, Su Ren spread his hands and said: "Good quality, perfect and thick pulp, more than 30 years, the old walnuts in the four buildings of Pinggu are ripe at this price, and ······ Nothing more, no less. ”

I thought that a few thousand yuan could be done, but now the price is so high, the little girl's eye circles changed color and red at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pair of big eyes that could talk began to moisten, and she stood in place at a loss with a single walnut in her hand, looking pitiful, like a beautiful and pure Sayuri.

Su Ren felt a headache, if he cried out, what would he do with business? Maybe what other people think?

Every day, there are many people who howl and cry in front of the Panjiayuan stall, scolding and beating each other, but they are all fat sheep who are fooled by the stall owner and spend a lot of money to buy modern handicrafts.

One hand of money, one hand of goods, those are tears of remorse.

Integrity is very important, especially for people like Su Ren, who regard antiques as their ultimate career.

A pit, a deception, a flicker, the traveling merchants and hawkers are opportunistic, and they will never be able to achieve great achievements.

After pondering for a while, Su Ren asked softly, "Where did your walnuts come from?" ”

"Grandpa's." The little girl was a little sad when she spoke: "It was originally a pair, and I always took it in my hand every day, but once it didn't turn well, and a walnut fell and broke, and my grandfather always sighed at the broken walnut, and I thought····· I just want to match my grandfather with a new walnut. ”

People have misses, horses have stumbled, walnuts fall to the ground, and it is common for people to fall to the ground.

"The four buildings in Pinggu are sharp and angular, which is really not suitable for the elderly to play." Su Ren persuaded: "Buy a new pair, you will have a sense of accomplishment when you play with the cooked walnuts yourself, I think your grandfather will like to be happy." ”

"Is that okay?" The little girl asked timidly.

"Absolutely." Su Ren was sure that his granddaughter had filial piety, and gave a gift to his grandfather, how could his grandfather be unhappy and like it, scratched the itchy white bandage on his forehead, and said: "Pick a pair of walnuts suitable for the elderly to play with, your old man will definitely be satisfied." ”

"Chicken heart, high pile, no, too sharp, official hat, son's hat, big ears, not smooth to rub, lion head is okay, but that kind of lion head is good······ The head of a water-streaked lion is still a yellow-poleed lion's head. ”

Su Ren rummaged through the stalls, opened the delicate little boxes, the little girl squatted down, stretched her head forward, was very curious about the series of terms, and asked, "What do you mean by ears." ”

Picking up the walnut, Su Ren pointed to the position of the walnut base and explained: "It is the texture on both sides, the arc formed by this pattern extending from the top to the bottom navel, with touch and convexity, in the jargon of the game, it is called "ear". ”

"It turned out to be called ears." The little girl's eyes were round, Ruyu's fingers gently touched the lines on the walnut, and she was surprised: "My grandfather's walnut just fell off his ear." ”