Shangguan Mingyue got out of the car and looked at his Porsche and the tires of the car that rolled to the side, and couldn't help but be stunned!

I really haven't encountered such an unlucky thing before, and I saw that Zhou Xuan and Li Wei's jeep had disappeared into the rolling traffic, and I couldn't help gritting my teeth and stomping my feet in anger!

When Li Wei, who was driving the car, looked at Shangguan Mingyue's car from the reflector, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Xuan, why did she encounter such an unlucky thing?" Hehe, but that's fine, without her with you, you should tell me about those things, right? ”

"What do you say?" Zhou Xuan asked deliberately, the phone in his pocket rang, took it out and looked at it, it was Fu Ying's, and immediately connected and asked, "Yingying, what's the matter?" ”

"Just now Dad called back from the store, and a person brought something to me, but they didn't recognize what it was, and of course they didn't know whether it was good or bad, Lao Wu and ** were said to have gone to which auction house, and the phone couldn't be contacted, so I called you, are you done?"

"Oh......" Zhou Xuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I'll rush to the store immediately!" ”

Li Wei heard Zhou Xuan's words, and immediately asked, "Brother Xuan, where are you going?" ”

Zhou Xuan was not polite, pointed in the direction, and said, "Go to Panjiayuan!" ”

Which ditch and bump in the capital, even if it is a secret place, Li Wei almost knows it, if there is a place he doesn't know, it would be strange.

To Panjiayuan, Li Wei only drove for more than 20 minutes, first, the road is familiar, do not detour, second, Li Wei drove very fast, there are traffic police on the road do not dare to stop him, for military cars, traffic police are to cause less trouble is good.

Parked the car in the parking lot, Zhou Xuancai took Li Wei to Zhou Zhang's antique shop, at this time it was already past six o'clock, the general shops were closed, their store closed a little later, because Zhou Xuan's father stayed here at night, so it was later, today's situation is a little more special, because a guest came, Zhou Xuan's father called and asked the guest to wait, waiting until Zhou Xuan came over.

As soon as Zhou Xuan and Li Wei entered the store, Zhou Cangsong hurriedly greeted him and said: "Son, look at this guest's things, I don't understand either, ** I can't contact Lao Wu again!" ”

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the store, Zhou Xuan felt familiar when he saw it, thought about it, and immediately remembered that this middle-aged man was the one who came to sell the inkstone two days ago.

After waiting for more than two hours, this person was also overjoyed when he saw Zhou Xuan coming, and quickly stood up and said: "Boss, take a look, my thing is a good thing, just because we did business last time and thought your store was good, so I won't sell it to other stores!" ”

Everyone who comes is a guest, doing business is like this, although Zhou Xuan doesn't like this person very much, it is estimated that he stole something from home again, exchanged some money and went to gamble.

Li Wei entered the store and felt very fresh, looking around.

Zhou Xuan introduced his father: "Dad, this is my friend, his name is Li Wei, Dad, you close the door, wait a minute and go through the small door." ”

Li Wei still shouted to Zhou Cangsong very politely: "Uncle! Then he looked at the objects on the shelves.

Zhou Cangsong's attention was still on that person, first closing the door of the store, and then coming to the table.

Zhou Xuan looked at the thing on the table, this is a pen holder-like thing, black, twenty or thirty centimeters high, on the side is a bamboo painting, although it is only a few sections, the leaves are rough, and the image is very vivid.

In ancient times, the four treasures of the study were paper, pen, inkstone, and ink, in addition, there were pen washes and pen holders, which were all needed for the study.

This is a pen holder, in ancient times, scholars or eunuchs who studied literature have this thing, used to make pen holders, some are made of ceramics, some are carved with bamboo and wood roots, if the age is old, like the ceramic pen holder is not lacking in treasures.

Zhou Xuan didn't respond to that person, but first looked at the appearance with his eyes, this is a ceramic pen holder, the top and bottom of the pen holder are black, except for the white glaze painting, the other parts are as black as black paint.

After picking up the pen holder, Zhou Xuan looked at the bottom again, it was still black and shiny, for this kind of thing, he had very little contact, and he had only seen some porcelain, such as blue and white, plates and bottles, etc., and the pen holder had really not been seen.

With the knowledge and experience that Zhou Xuan knew, he really couldn't tell the origin of the year of this tube, and after looking at it for a while, Zhou Xuan still tested the ice qi.

When the ice gas was detected on the pen holder, Zhou Xuan knew that this cylinder was just an ordinary product fired in the late Qing Dynasty cellar, smiled faintly, and was about to take back the ice gas, when suddenly the ice gas seemed to detect something, his brain moved, and he immediately measured it carefully, and then found that there was about an inch of hollow at the bottom of the pen holder, because the whole body was pitch black, so it was generally not easy to know that the bottom was still thick from the space inside the pen holder.

Of course, it is not strange that there is another layer of space on the bottom floor, but Zhou Xuan Bingqi detected that there is a paper strip rolled into a cylinder and stuffed in this space, and the bottom is not completely ceramic sealed, but there is a round hole the size of a finger in the center, but now this round hole is sealed with wax, and the outer layer is sealed with cement, and then painted, and finally it looks like it is made of complete ceramic firing, and there is no trace of the round hole.

To say that this pen holder is really not worth much, but what Zhou Xuan is curious about is the paper holder in the pen holder, what can be hidden in it like this must be a secret, but after such a long time, even a secret is not much use.

Zhou Xuan used ice gas to detect that the wax seal and paint were eighty years old, which means that this note has been stuffed in it for at least eighty years, which is even more strange, and after thinking about it, he said: "Your pen holder, the year is not too long, it is the cellar of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, about eighty years, from the perspective of the glaze process of the painter, it is not a good product, you say it yourself, how much do you want?" ”

The middle-aged man listened to Zhou Xuan's words, his face was slightly disappointed, he originally heard Zhou Cangsong say that Lao Wu and ** were not there, and he was going to call his son over to take a look, and he was happy in his heart, Zhou Cangsong said that his son was the young man he saw last time, and he thought to himself How can he tell good from bad at his age?

As long as the price is higher, and you can talk nonsense again, maybe you can cheat a lot of money from this young boss, although there are some fantasies, but it is good to have good ideas.

But when Zhou Xuan said this, it sounded quite like that, and the middle-aged man didn't know whether Zhou Xuan really understood or fakely understood, so he frowned and said: "This is a family heirloom in my family, my old man was guarded like a treasure back then, and after he died, he locked it in the bedside table for my mother, I didn't get this thing after I took it well, and now I took it out while my mother is gone, how can it be something without age?" You're blind too, aren't you? ”

Zhou Xuan smiled faintly, pushed his hands with both hands, pushed the pen holder in front of him and said, "If you don't believe it, then you can take it to another store and have a look!" ”

The middle-aged man saw that Zhou Xuan was indifferent, although he was young, but this calm temperament didn't seem to be pretending, and pushed the pen holder back to him, and immediately said: "Forget it, I'll see if you make a price, at this time, other stores are closed, where do you let me go, I'm short of money now!" ”

Zhou Xuan shook his head, sighed, and persuaded: "I think you should take the pen holder back to your mother, talk about it, discuss it if you are short of money, this cylinder is not worth anything, but the old man treasures it, it must be treasured, or don't disobey the old man's meaning!" ”

The middle-aged man suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said, "Why did you talk about that again?" Do you want it or not? Don't let me look for a friend to look at it again, if it weren't late, the other stores would be closed, and I would have really gone to another store! ”

Zhou Xuan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you a thousand yuan, if you think you can, take it, if you think it's low, take the pen holder back, and take it to another store tomorrow." ”

To be honest, Zhou Xuan paid the price of 1,000 yuan just to see what was written on the note inside, to say the true value of this pen holder, although Zhou Xuan couldn't say clearly, but it was estimated that it was not worth much.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, then patted his leg and said, "Okay, okay, a thousand is a thousand, give money!" ”

Zhou Xuan didn't let Zhou Cangsong take the money from the store, he took out a wallet from his pocket and took out a thousand yuan to give it to his brother, the middle-aged man took the money and didn't say anything else, he was in a hurry to let Zhou Cangsong open the door for him and left in a hurry!

After Zhou Xuan left, he asked his father to close the door of the store, and then knocked on the bottom with the pen holder, and in a somewhat muffled voice, he thought about it and said, "Dad, is there a fruit knife or a wire knife or something?" ”

Zhou Cangsong nodded, went to the inner room and took out a small sharp knife, this knife is like a half-sided scissors, the tip is very sharp, but the blade is very blunt, it is estimated that nothing can be cut.

Li Wei looked at it for a long time, he didn't understand these things, and after he was interested, he came and sat down boringly, looked at Zhou Xuan holding a sharp knife against the pen holder, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Xuan, this thing seems to be made of ceramics, do you want to cut it with a knife?" Haha, I'm afraid this knife is even difficult to cut through fruit! ”

Zhou Xuan smiled, didn't speak, and was about to pry open it from the round hole at the bottom, but he heard a knock on the door, and Zhou Cangsong hurriedly went over to open the door.

opened the small door, but it was ** and Lao Wu who came in, Zhou Xuan immediately beckoned to Lao Wu, and said with a smile: "Old Wu, come and take a look, I just bought a pen holder, how about it!" ”

** smiled: "Fortunately, I told Wu Lao to come back and take a look, and sure enough, I ran into you, hehe, what did you buy?" ”

Zhou Xuan's luck ** is the clearest, a casual shot is a rare treasure, and today he shot again, presumably it is also a good thing.

Lao Wu took the pen holder, looked around under the lamp for a while, then shook his head and said: "The texture of this pen holder is not good, judging from the picture and glaze, this style is the cellar style of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, although there is no knowledge, but the year will not be too long, the color is not good, and there are traces of paint at the bottom, although ordinary people can't see it, but I still can't hide it, I'm just strange, this cylinder itself is not a valuable item, but the paint supplement technique is not bad, spend effort to make up such a worthless thing, It's a bit hard to figure it out! ”

Zhou Xuan has measured it with ice gas, knows the mystery inside, and admires Lao Wu's eyesight, if he doesn't have ice qi ability, how can he know the reason for the paint supplement.

Smiling, Zhou Xuan said, "Old Wu, I spent a thousand yuan, what do you say?" ”

Lao Wu smiled faintly and said: "You are the boss, of course it doesn't matter if you have a thousand yuan, a loss is not a loss, the actual value is five or six hundred, someone wants it here, maybe a thousand yuan can also be sold." ”

Zhou Xuan smiled again: "Old Wu, I heard some truth in what you said about paint supplementation, in fact, I also saw this, otherwise I don't want his pen holder, I think this paint is just used to cover up, you look at the hollow of the pen holder, will you feel a little abnormal?" ”

Lao Wu was stunned, immediately took a closer look at the pen holder, took a ruler and stretched it inside to measure, and then compared the height of the outside, and was suddenly surprised: "The height of this entire pen holder is twenty-seven centimeters, but the bottom of the inside is only twenty centimeters high to the mouth of the pen holder, that is, the bottom has a thickness of seven centimeters!" ”

Speaking of this, Lao Wu checked the weight with his hand again, and said: "Judging from this weight, the bottom layer is not solid, but hollow. ”

Zhou Xuan smiled and said: "Old Wu, what I want to say is that I think that paint is made to cover up, presumably to block something, I think this cylinder is not very valuable anyway, buy it and see if there is anything hidden in it?" ”

Lao Wu was stunned, and then said, "This is a bit possible!" But he thought in his heart, this young boss really gave him some unexpected ideas, saying that he didn't understand, but he just looked at such a detailed place, that is, he didn't expect this to come up, he thought that he gave a thousand yuan was too much, but there was another reason, but it was not a loss.

Zhou Xuan smiled and handed him the sharp knife, Lao Wu took it, and first gently tapped the bottom of the pen holder with the handle of the sharp knife, listening to the difference from the immobility of the sound.

After checking it for a moment, he said, "There is a part of the bottom of this cylinder that is not ceramic, and the sound is different, it is made up with something like dirt, and then it is painted!" ”

Saying that, he used the tip of the sharp knife to put it in the middle of the bottom, and then pried it hard, and suddenly pried the small round hole at the bottom of the pen holder.

Lao Wu put down the sharp knife, then turned the pen holder upside down, aimed the small round hole at the light, looked at it, frowned, and couldn't see clearly.

Zhou Cangsong hurriedly went to the inner room and took a flashlight out, Lao Wu took the flashlight and shone the small round hole, took a closer look, and said: "There is something inside, it seems to be a paper tube, Lao Zhou, find a small tweezer to come over!" ”

(To be continued)