Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Wang Xuemin overturned his assumptions one by one and decided to look at things first.

Old Chen also leaned over, but he didn't know Ye Jinglan's situation, so he wouldn't suspect anything, just look at things.

Ye Jinglan didn't notice Wang Xuemin's demeanor, but Zhang Xia saw it, and after thinking about it for a while, she took the initiative to answer: "I didn't buy this today, I brought it back from the capital last time, I chose it, you always know my situation, the school can't go back, but thinking about the old principal who has taken care of me for so many years, I want to give him something before leaving." ”

"It's too expensive and I can't afford it, he can't accept it from the old man, it just happens that he likes to write big characters, I want to bring him a piece of ink, and his old man also accepted it, but a few days ago he asked people to send me back, saying that it was too valuable, but we don't understand it, so I will go to the antique shop to ask you, and then buy some furnishings and put them at home by the way."

"I didn't expect our mother's luck to be so good, and I don't know if this is a catastrophe and there will be a blessing if you don't die." Zhang Xia showed some embarrassment when she said this.

This is Zhang Xia's temporary blind fabrication, just to make her daughter less special, and to count the luck of picking up leaks on her.

Wang Xuemin heard about Zhang Xia's illness last time, and also knew that she was a teacher, and after thinking about it, he felt that he was too much heart, so he said: "This luck is not nonsense, take the last Jade King Guo Lao, for example, although he lost a leg during the Anti-Japanese War, but later he was like a god, gambling on stones and nine wins, maybe your mother and daughter also have this kind of luck." ”

"Haha, if you can meet any good things in the future, thinking about the old man and me, I will also be considered to be your luck." After saying this, Wang Xuemin also figured it out, as long as this thing is not illegal, it doesn't matter how it came about.

"Qing Qianlong imperial Yongmo poetry, yes, this is a good thing!" While the others were talking, Chen Lao had already finished reading with a magnifying glass, but he thought in his heart that he preferred the carving.

"I'll see." Wang Xuemin also shifted his attention.

This is a piece of diameter of about 10 centimeters, thickness of about 2 centimeters of circular ink block, the front is a double dragon play bead pattern, one left and one right, lifelike, fine molding.

The back is laid out with a cloud bat pattern, and there is a gold-edged ink script "Nourishing Palace Tibetan Ink, Qianlong Year" style, and the calligraphy is neat.

There are three side paragraphs, one is "Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty", one is "Wang Jinsheng" three words, and one is a seal, "Jiangu Zhai".

"This turned out to be the tribute ink made by Wang Jinsheng in the year of Jiangu Zhai! Don't say it, it's really a good thing! Then I'm going to ask for this piece of ink. Wang Xuemin saw that his old friend went back to see the carving, so he turned the ink into his own, and in his heart, this ink is more valuable and rare than the carving.

"Hmph, don't think I don't see the value of this ink, I'm just letting you. But if the price is low, don't blame me. "Old Chen really let his old friend go, because he still has a piece of class at home.

"This piece of ink is valuable?" Zhang Xia asked curiously, and at the same time looked at her daughter with some confusion, if this person is so famous, and this ink is so easy to see, how can the girl find the leak?

I have to say the truth about Zhang Xia, if this ink is put in the antique market, her daughter is really choking enough to pick up the leak, because the quality is really good.

"Of course, when we look at the ink, not only its quality, but also its historical value, this ink is from Wang Jinsheng, and it is still retained."

And this Wang Jinsheng is a famous ink-making master in the Qing Dynasty, known as the ancient. Its ink carving work, the ingenuity of decoration, all of them are beautiful, and Cao Sugong, Wang Jie'an and so on are equally famous. It has the reputation of "the near saint of the present, that is, the court of the past". ”

"At the same time, there are very few ink-making people in the tribute ink, most of them are only marked with the names of ink-making workshops such as Sanxitang and Mo Miaoxuan, which are very few, so its value is definitely higher than the price of ordinary Qing ancient ink."

Wang Xuemin has made friends with Ye Jinglan, a little girl, twice, and knows that she is not the master who climbs when she sees it, and her mother doesn't look like that kind of person, so she explained it to her very patiently.

"Okay, don't show off, hurry up and bid, I bid 550,000 for this carving, I hope the two of you can give it to me." Chen Lao said impatiently, the time is not early, his son should come to pick him up in a while.

"We don't understand this, it's just that this girl said that this is like the furniture of her classmates and used it to try her luck for Wang Lao, we don't dare to think of you always giving this price." Zhang Xia still said it nicely, and also gave her daughter an explanation, but she didn't mean to ask for less money at all.

"Hehe, Lao Chen's price is not low, if I sell it, it will be the highest, as for this piece of ink, I can sell up to 600,000 yuan, or I collect it myself, and if I don't sell it." Wang Xuemin said with a smile, although Zhang Xia had been taking the lead, he still didn't look at Ye Jinglan's little girl.

"The price that Grandpa Wang said must be the most reasonable, if we change to another place, we don't understand, and we must not be blackened!" Ye Jinglan was extremely satisfied with the price, and in her expectation, she thought that it would be good if the two could be sold for one million.

"Haha, it's all fate, but girl, are you interested in coming to grandpa to learn about antique appreciation? You have this kind of luck, which proves that you have a fate with this industry, why don't you develop in this side? ”

Wang Xuemin also wanted to accept a little apprentice temporarily, so he asked a few questions tentatively.

Wang Xuemin's question made Ye Jinglan entangled, it was difficult for her to mix in the antique street, but what if she had a heritage, a master, or a senior brother or something?

But what about her original plan? But if her appraisal is confirmed, then her leakage will be reasonable, and she will not be short of money.

is not short of money, so does she still have to go with the original singer-songwriter's plan? Do you still have to take the film university to become a director?

But Ye Jinglan thought about it for a while, because the ideal she set some time ago was to save money first, and then invest in her own script, anyway, she had all the scripts of her novels, and she knew that the drama could be popular, and it was a sure deal.

But on the antique side, Ye Jinglan didn't want to give up, after all, it was also very good for her, and she unconsciously looked at her mother.

"This stupid girl, it's a good thing that Elder Wang is willing to teach you, although you can't come to study every day when you live in school, you can also benefit a lot from coming for two days on weekends!" Zhang Xia didn't know her daughter's ideals, and felt that this was a rare opportunity, so she hurriedly persuaded her.

With her mother's words, Ye Jinglan will be connected all of a sudden, she wants to be admitted to an art college, so the credit requirements for professional courses are not high, and she plans to take advantage of her high school years to submit some essays to the publishing house, or make two tunes out, and those colleges will definitely take the initiative to ask for her at that time.

I didn't see that Han Moumou didn't go to high school later, can she still go to college, she doesn't have to focus on her schoolwork at all, and Wang Laoxue's antique appreciation does not conflict with her future aspirations at all.

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