After absorbing Zheng Chun's anger, the paper man also used up the last trace of aura, and it floated to the ground like a piece of waste paper, and the original blood-red eyes and cracked mouth on it were gone, and it became a normal piece of paper.

Later, until Huzi buried Zheng Chun, Mu Feng and Ying Wei were unable to find the identity clue of his master in Zheng Chun's relics. This mysterious seven-door tune seems to have been broken off here by Zheng Chun, but everything can't be said all, Zheng Chun is also not good at learning when he is eaten by the paper man, maybe one day he will meet a real heir. And how Zheng Chun's master learned about Qin Yi's treasure land, how he entered this place, whether he was proficient in Khitan language, and what fighting methods he carried out in it, all became a secret with Zheng Chun's sudden death.

Mu Feng and Ying Wei stayed in Yiwu Lu Mountain for a few days, on the one hand, taking advantage of the fact that there are few people who come to travel now, they can play casually, and on the other hand, they want to have an unexpected gain. It wasn't until Mufeng was about to start school that they left Yiwulu Mountain with blank bamboo slips.

The biggest harvest this time is Xiao Huang, although it is not reborn, but the warm milky yellow skin has kept him in a state of giggling excitement. The eighteenth change of the dragon is great, and when he goes back, he will definitely be able to blind the eyes of those people.

Xiao Huang didn't go on a tour with Mu Feng and Ying Rebellious, and after Zheng Chun's matter was over, he couldn't wait to go back to the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing, to give Dijiang and Lulu a surprise.

Mu Feng thought that Di Jiang couldn't recognize Xiao Huang, and felt that this cute little dragon was not his son, so it would be fun. Also, maybe Green Green likes Xiao Huang's original ugly and distinctive skin even more.

Of course, these wooden seals are just thinking about it, he didn't say it to hit Xiao Huang, this dragon will fake crying, he doesn't want to provoke.

In the eighty-four years when the folk collection of cultural relics has just been restored, the life of Liulichang Street is still the same as before, some lazy, some bland, occasionally you can hear some exclamations, that is someone received a rare treasure.

And Ying Wei didn't expect that it would only be more than half a month, and when he returned to the Relic Zhai, this not very conspicuous shop hidden behind the locust tree around the corner was actually more lively than usual, all because of Xiao Wu's arrival.

After Xiao Wu came to the bereaved man's house, the happiest person was the shopkeeper Zhang.

He has been translating "Treasure Hunt Record" for the past two months, and the bizarre content in it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but it is just a matter ordered by the boss, and he must translate it carefully, but it hurts his brain.

At this time, Xiao Wu, who is very capable, is simply a helper who fell from the sky, he not only understands the restoration of cultural relics, but integrates appearance, craftsmanship and connotation. He became famous after repairing a blue vase of the Yuan Dynasty, and finally realized the long-cherished wish of the shopkeeper Zhang to make the relics famous in Liulichang Street and even in the entire cultural relics circle of the capital. Xiao Wu has become the best image spokesperson for the relics.

Shopkeeper Zhang usually doesn't dare to say this wish, because the boss of the bereaved Zhai, Yingjun, obviously does not have such ambitions. Shopkeeper Zhang feels that with the reform and development of the country, this line of literature and play will rise again, so talents like Xiao Wu must not be outflowed.

After Xiao Wu's reputation spread, there were many people who came to the door, and most of them asked him to help restore the cultural play. Of course, after a person becomes famous, there are also many people who deliver them to his door and ask him to palm, or want to sell cultural relics to the bereaved people.

This is the celebrity effect. In fact, strictly speaking, a master conservator is not necessarily proficient in the identification of cultural relics.

But people don't think so, they originally thought that Xiao Wu looked young so his kung fu was not in place, and then he was slapped in the face, but now they believe that someone is naturally enviable, although he is still a master of tender grass, but he is more skilled than a person who wears reading glasses in his seventies and eighties.

Listening to a good-looking beautiful young man, his tone and attitude are better than those old experts who hold their own identities or always have some weird tempers, why don't you find Xiao Wu.

So in Liuli Street, which is not lively, Xiao Wu already has extraordinary popularity, and being able to do it in just one month is simply a big plug-in.

Shopkeeper Zhang was afraid that Xiao Wu would not be able to stabilize his fame when he was young, but he was relieved to see Xiao Wu's appearance as always, where could he have thought that Xiao Wu would indeed hang up.

This is not a human being at all, but an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, his attitude towards cultural relics is indeed very peaceful, these things are basically not as old as his age, whether he encounters a rare treasure in the world or not, no matter how rare it is, it is rare but not himself. This is true for cultural relics, not to mention for people.

Although the craze for collecting cultural toys in China has not yet risen in the past eight or four years, it does not mean that no one has come to the store to sell cultural toys.

The reason why I came back today and saw that the widow's house was so lively, they came to a few shopkeepers in the surrounding shops, and they heard that Xiao Wu had just received a teapot from the Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty in the morning, but it was very broken, and I didn't know if it could be repaired.

As soon as Ying Wei entered the door, he found that people were quite uniform, such as Hu Mazi, who specializes in wood carving, and the old man who specializes in calligraphy and painting, etc. A group of people each held a magnifying glass in their hands, and even automatically lined up one by one to taste the broken Ruyao teapot, the discipline was very good, and there was no tendency to swarm at all, probably because they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would really turn into scum.

Xiao Wu accepted this Ru kiln teapot at his own expense, not for the store, but he didn't have the consciousness that a piece of genuine Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty was priceless, (even in the mid-eighties, when the material standard of living was not high, the value of Ru kiln was also very high), but like an outsider, he was chatting with Liang Zhizhi, who came to see the excitement and appeared again, not a topic of spring and snow, but a gossip about the Hong Kong Island entertainment industry that they were all interested in.

After Ying Wei entered the store, the onlookers hurriedly greeted him, which also included the fact that the shopkeeper Zhang stuffed a stack of translated books into Ying Shun's hand, and then put his attention back to the Ru kiln teapot, and discussed with those people whether this Ru kiln was real or false, and which one was better than the Ru kiln teacup that the widow received a few days ago. It seems that these people are completely fascinated.

Ying rebel does not care about a group of enthusiasts, the average person treats Ru kiln, that is indeed quite excited, this thing has been handed down very little, and today you can meet a genuine product in the folk that is the probability of a blind cat catching a dead mouse. "Listen to that, you've also caught two dead rats, and you've come across more than just one genuine product."

Ying Wei does not doubt Xiao Wu's eyesight, antiques actually have their own qi, and the qi produced in which dynasty is different, and even whether it has been used by the emperor can be seen. Of course, the person who can have the ability to see is a rare water chestnut, and it must be a person like Xiao Wu who has studied antiques and has spiritual power. Even Ying Rebellion can only be roughly experienced, and it must not be as accurate as Xiao Wu.

"Actually, it's not lucky." Xiao Wu was not afraid of hatred at all when he said this, and he also explained why, "The Ruyao teacup that I collected in the store a few days ago is a funeral item, and I smelled the two people who smelled very earthy smell here, or if they collected these things on their bodies, those two people would probably die on the street in a few days." As for this teapot, someone insisted on delivering it to the door......"

"Don't, I'll tell you the story of this teapot, don't let Xiao Wu say it, he can't speak too much."

Liang Zhizhi took advantage of Xiao Wu's failure to open his mouth and intercepted his words, this person has obviously been in the entertainment industry, how can he tell the story so dryly.

Xiao Wu made a gesture of you please, and for Liang Zhizhi, who is half an acquaintance (who has slept in a borrowed bed), he doesn't mind him belittling his speech talent.

Liang Zhizhi first showed a gloating smile, "Yingyi, if you arrive two hours early, you can see the seller's green face." It's the first time I've seen someone so clumsy, guess how this teapot breaks? ”

Ying Wei looked at Liang Zhizhi with no extra expression, he just didn't make a joke, and watched how Liang Zhizhi said excitedly.

Liang Zhizhi was choked by the disobedient eyes, but after three seconds, he immediately showed a mocking smile again, and then told the story, "This teapot was dropped by the seller, or before going out with the teapot, he fell a dog to eat. Excrement. The man desperately tried to hold the teapot, but he still couldn't hold it. You see that the spout of the teapot is broken, the teapot lid on it is broken a few petals, and the body of the teapot is also cracked.

The seller said that this teapot was handed down from the ancestors, and later the family didn't know what Ru kiln was, let alone the Song Dynasty, so they didn't care much. Because there are some marks on the bottom of the teapot that can't be washed, it's always kept at the bottom of the cupboard, thinking about when to throw it away.

Two days ago, when he came home from work, he happened to cross Liulichang Street, and saw Xiao Wu buying a small azure teacup in front of a stall, and the bid was not low, which made him think of the teapot at home. He thought that a small cup was already expensive, and this teapot should be better sold because of its size, so he took advantage of today's break to send the things. This person doesn't know what kind of condition is, he just thinks that if something is bigger, it can be sold for more money, but who would have thought that the teapot, which is usually regarded as a defective product, has always been intact at the bottom of the cupboard, and today it was going to be sold, and it was actually broken.

Xiao Wu could see at once that this teapot was not broken before, it was very fresh, and now the whole street knew that there was such a person who spoiled things. If the teapot is intact, it will be worth a lot. Of course, it's worth a lot if it's broken, but it's not as valuable as it used to be. That one must be sold, and he is afraid that if he doesn't sell it today, he may miss it again if he brings it back. Do you think this man is unlucky? ”

Liang Zhizhi is not a person who loves cultural relics much, fortunately his voice is not loud, otherwise he would have turned his face to several shopkeepers present. Is this a time for schadenfreude! It's heart-wrenching that such a treasure was shattered like this!

As for the problem of whether the broken Ru kiln could be repaired, Ying Wei also knew that for Xiao Wu, it was not a problem at all, and even Xiao Wu could restore it as before. The only thing to consider is whether Xiao Wu wants to do it or not. "Are you going to fix it? What is the process of repair? ”

Xiao Wu replied indifferently, "Repair, why don't you cultivate." A few days ago, Lulu got some Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots, and this tea was only made again a few years ago after the tribute was cut off in the year of Hongwu. I'm still missing a teapot, and this one is good today. Ruyao teapots are basically exclusively used by the royal family, and Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots are tribute tea that can only be drunk by the emperor. This uses an azure teapot to make a pot of fresh buds and purple tea, which I think is a good match. ”

Liang Zhizhi squirted out a sip of tea on the spot, what he heard, someone was more ruthless than the seller. The seller dropped the teapot unintentionally, Xiao Wu knew that this was the genuine Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty, and actually said that it would be used to make tea after repairing. He doesn't really like collecting artifacts, but he knows that the price of these artifacts is very good!

This white rabbit demon is different from ordinary people, and the tea set used will make people feel excited.

Liang Zhizhi was choked and coughed, and then he suddenly hit his hand, and he carefully put down the white porcelain teacup in his hand. Not to mention, the more he looked at this cup, the more he felt that it exuded a simple luster, and there was a glaze on it like weeping, maybe it was a white porcelain cup from the Song Dynasty.

"I said it can't be from the Song Dynasty too, right?" Liang Zhizhi asked in a low voice, this question can't be heard by that group of shopkeepers.

Xiao Wu nodded affirmatively, he felt that there were many guests from the bereaved man's house today, and the other cups were used up, Liang Zhizhi was an acquaintance, so Xiao Wu entertained him with his own things.

Why does the other party now look like he is covering his heart?

Liang Zhizhi's face stiffened, and he read fearfully, "Fortunately, my hands don't tremble, they don't tremble at all." ”

Then Liang Zhizhi glanced at the rebellion who was discussing the tea ceremony with Xiao Wu with admiration, this is a real strong man, and it is not easy to get along with these non-human beings!