Chapter 443: Golden Silk Nanmu
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"I'll just tell you why there was so much thunder at that time, it turned out to be smashing in the village." Fan Ming patted her chest and said.
Zhang Taiping said to the little girls: "In the future, when it rains, you can't hide from the rain under the tree, you know?" β
The girl tilted her little head and asked, "Did you hide under the tree and let the thunder split?" β
Cai Yazhi hurriedly covered Yaya's mouth and said: "Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji." Then he said to the girl, "Don't talk nonsense, in short, listen to your father, don't hide under the big tree when it rains in the future." β
The little girl didn't understand why her mother was so nervous, but she nodded obediently.
Zhang Taiping continued: "In the event of a thunderstorm, not only can you not hide from the rain under the big trees, but you can't hide from the rain next to too tall buildings, you should run to a low place. β
"Why, Daddy?"
It must be impossible to explain such a young girl from a scientific point of view, so Zhang Taiping said simply: "Because thunder and lightning come from the sky, if it is high, it will be split there, and it will not be split at a low place." β
The little girl nodded, as if she understood.
Cai Xiaomei said beside her: "Also, if you have water, you have to run to a high place." β
"I know that." The little girl nodded and said, "When the hair is watery, I will sit on my father's neck." β
"What if your dad isn't around?" Fan Ming couldn't get used to the little girl's smugness and said.
"Daddy isn't here, I'll run up the hill if Dad isn't here." As he spoke, he pointed to the Peach Blossom Mountain next to the guide.
Cai Xiaomei praised: "That's it, in the future, if there is no mountain outside, you can run to other high places, like climbing a big tree on the top of a building." β
Zhang Taiping simply took this opportunity to tell her some ways to escape in case of emergencies.
The old man suddenly asked, "Where is the tree that was struck by lightning?" β
Zhang Taiping replied: "It's just down the slope in the west of the village, and it used to be dead. β
"The dead tree." The old man thought for a moment and said, "This doesn't seem to be the first time it has been struck by lightning, not long after I first came here more than forty years ago, the tree was as thick as two people hugging each other, but it was struck by lightning just like this time, and since then it has been cut off and died." β
"More than 40 years ago, I was also thundered?" Fan Ming asked with wide eyes.
The old man nodded and said: "Indeed, it was originally a towering tree, but it died after being split, and it stands to reason that this tree should have decayed a long time ago, but the strange thing is that after so many years, it is still the same as it was a few decades ago." It was cut off from life and no longer grew, but there was no sign of it, and some people tried to cut it down and take it back to cut something or burn wood, but in the end they all gave up. β
Zhang Taiping's heart moved slightly and asked, "Why is this?" β
The old man replied: "Because this wood is too hard, it is better than the iron wood on the mountain, and Lu Feng's family man just pouted and cut a branch and cut a chair and some small objects, and everyone else gave up that thought, and when they had these times, they went inside early to cut down several big trees and came back, so it has been preserved, and now no one is interested in it." β
"Does Grandpa know what kind of tree it is?" Zhang Taiping asked.
The old man shook his head: "I've only seen such a one, and I don't know what kind of wood it is." β
Fan Ming was not interested in knowing what kind of wood it was, but said with a smile: "This tree has been split twice in a row, but it's really bad enough, isn't it a crime of Tianwei?" β
Speaking of this, Zhang Taiping remembered a report he didn't know where he saw before, and said with a smile: "This time it's only twice, and I've heard of it being split three times." β
"Got criticized three times?" Fan Ming became interested, "What do you say?" β
Zhang Taiping said: "I am still a person, and I have been struck by lightning three times in my life. The first time was when I was struck by lightning in the park, and after I went back, my upper body was paralyzed, and after a few years, I was cured; Unfortunately, I was struck by lightning when I went to the park again, and this time I was paralyzed in the lower half of my body; Who would have thought that after death, he was buried in a tomb and then struck by lightning. β
Everyone else is stupid, is that okay?
Cai Xiaomei asked, "This is made up, right?" β
Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "This is just the news I saw in the newspaper, as for whether it is apocryphal or true, it has not been verified, so I don't know." β
Mu Hongyu said with a smile: "If it's true, then how much of a loss did this person do to cause three heavenly thunders, and he didn't let go even after death." β
Everyone laughed, and Zhang Taiping also smiled. It's just a piece of news that has no basis on the source, so it's just a story to listen to, just laugh.
However, while Zhang Taiping was laughing, he was thinking about another thing, that is, what the old man just said about the dead tree.
Logically speaking, a tree that has lost its vitality has been left in the open air for three or two years and has become a pile of waste, and it has long since disappeared without a trace in forty years. However, it had remained the same for forty years, and there must be a demon when things went wrong, and his intuition told him that this tree was unusual.
No matter how Zhang Taiping thought about it, he felt that the tree was a little weird, frowning and searching for knowledge about trees in his mind, but some things were either forgotten or had not been touched before, anyway, there was no impression in his mind.
He stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk." β
"Dad, where are you going?" Yaya hurriedly asked.
"Look at the thunderbolt-struck tree."
"I'll go too."
"It's full of muddy water outside, and you get your shoes and pants dirty when you go over." Zhang Taiping said.
"Then if you put me around my neck, I won't be able to get muddy water." The little girl raised her head and said.
Zhang Taiping laughed: "Okay! As he spoke, he put Yaya on top of her neck and walked out, and Fan Ming and Wukong also followed.
Although the rain stopped, the sky was still overcast, and there was not much food in the afternoon and evening, and the mud was unbearable, so there were basically no pedestrians on the road.
"Where have all the people gone?" Fan Ming pulled her neck and looked left and right and said.
Zhang Taiping shook his head and smiled and said, "Who would go around outside in such a weather, watching TV at home." β
"The weather is just right, and it's not cool or hot. However, it is a bit annoying that the ground is muddy, and it would be nice if it was asphalt on the road, and it would be best to walk on the road after the rain and breathe some fresh air. Fan Ming opened her arms and sniffed and said.
"Asphalt roads are out of the question." Zhang Taiping said: "In the mountains, the most important thing to do is to build cement roads. He shook his head again and said, "But what I like the most is to use stones of similar size to trim the gravel pavement, so that it will not be muddy on rainy days, and the natural scenery below the mountain will not be destroyed." β
Fan Ming said: "Then you can say this to the villagers, the eldest brother is now in the village, and the villagers will definitely listen to what he says." β
"What a word." Zhang Taiping knocked lightly on the door of her head and said, "I roughly estimated that it would cost more to build such a stone road than to build a cement road, and the cement road is flat enough to dry things, and it can be used when it is busy in summer and autumn." β
Fan Ming covered her head and said coquettishly: "Big brother also knocked me on the forehead, and it hurt to death." β
Zhang Taiping smiled and said, "No, you touched both sides, and I just knocked on the middle." β
Fan Ming glanced at him and said, "Touching it twice doesn't just hurt on both sides, but it also hurts in the middle." β
After all this time, there is no smoke coming out of the tree. The bark surface is crisscrossed with cracks, giving a sense of historical heaviness under the rain.
Zhang Taiping patted the body of the tree with his palm, but there was no thumping sound, indicating that it was not empty but porcelain. The vines on the top of the light were wrapped around the branches, and it was impossible to see where the smoke had come from, and the roots of the trees were a thick layer of humus, and some moss was crawling on the soil.
"Big brother, do you see what kind of tree this is?" Fan Ming asked.
Zhang Taiping shook his head: "No, but a tree that can remain incorruptible for more than forty years is not ordinary." β
"Is it worth it?" Fan Ming asked.
"If it's rare wood, of course it's worth it, you must know that the price of yellow rosewood on the market is comparable to gold, and Nanmu, especially Jinsi Nanmu" said Here Zhang Taiping suddenly stopped, turned to look at the big tree, and his eyes flashed brightly.
Fan Ming looked at his expression and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, is this tree a golden silk nanmu?" β
Zhang Taiping came to the edge of the tree again and looked at it carefully and said, "It's very likely, but you have to take a closer look to find out." With that, he lowered the maid on his shoulder, and then looked around the tree carefully.
The hand flipped over, and the knife appeared in the hand. Fan Ming, who was behind him, looked up and down his whole body with puzzlement in his eyes, and he couldn't see any place on his body to hide such a long knife, why did it suddenly appear? The truth is incomprehensible.
Zhang Taiping retreated more than ten meters, waved his hand to Fan Ming, Yaya and Wukong to get out of the way, and then ran to the tree and jumped up with one foot in front of the tree, and at the same time the knife in his hand was waved silently. After landing, an arm-thick branch also fell.
Picked it up, looked at it, sniffed under its nose again, and finally made a judgment.
"Naturalist Essentials" records: "There are three kinds of Nanmu, one is called Xiangnan, also known as Zinan; The second is called Jin Sinan; The third is called Shuinan. γ»γ»γ»The gold wire is out of the river stream, and the wood grain has gold wire. The most beautiful of Nanmu, the sunny place or the formation of the pattern of the character landscape. "According to modern technology research, the microscopic conduit of P. chinensis is rich in yellow-white sediments and has strong reflections, showing golden-yellow filamentous patterns on the yellow-brown green plate surface.
Zhang Taiping looked at the golden silk pattern and the fragrance that penetrated into his heart, and pinched it with his hand, which was as hard as iron, and preliminarily concluded that this was the golden silk nanmu.
"Big brother, how's it going, isn't it?" Fan Ming asked.
Zhang Taiping handed her a small piece in his hand and said, "Almost, you smell it." β
Fan Ming took it in her hand and put it under her nose and exclaimed in surprise: "Big brother, there is a fragrance!" Yaya and Wukong also came over and sniffed it, but Wukong didn't like it as much as Yaya and Fan Ming, but fanned the front of his nose with his hand, looking insensitive and respectful.
Nanmu has a smell of Nanmu, the ancient books record that its insects do not invade, the golden silk Nanmu cabinet can store clothes, books, calligraphy and paintings can avoid insects, modern tests have proved that the test proves that the golden silk Nanmu is anti-corrosion and antibacterial, the erosion of termites, and the corrosion resistance of marine drilling animals is also strong, so the royal bookcase bookcase is fixed with golden silk Nanmu. But I hate these scents and it should be insects and ants, so I don't know why Wukong resists it.
Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "It does have a fragrance. According to the "Bogu Essentials", there are three kinds of Nanmu: one is Xiangnan, the wood is slightly purple and fragrant, and the texture is also very beautiful; The second is the golden silk nan, there is gold wire in the wood grain, which is the best one in the nanmu, and what is even more rare is that some nanmu materials form a natural landscape character pattern; The third is water nan, the wood is softer, and it is mostly used to make furniture. The ancient feudal emperor dragon chair throne should be made of high-quality golden silk nanmu, and it is also a special material for the construction of royal palaces, mausoleums, gardens, etc. in ancient times, and the tree species has been rare since the Qing Dynasty.
Fan Ming looked at the Nanmu cut surface with a light green pattern in the yellow in his hand, and asked a little strangely: "Then what did you say about the eldest brother, then is this fragrant Nanmu or golden silk Nanmu?" β
Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "It can be said that it is not either, it can also be said that it is both, this is a combination of the characteristics of golden silk nanmu and fragrant nanmu, which is more valuable than the first two." β
"And what can this tree be used for?" Fan Ming smelled the fragrance of nanmu in his hand, then looked at the huge tree and asked.
Zhang Taiping smiled and said, "There is so much that can be done with this." The wood is stable, not warped or cracked, and durable; And it is mild, warm in winter and cool in summer, with a fresh and pleasant aroma. Therefore, in history, the golden silk nanmu is dedicated to the construction and furniture of the royal palace and a few temples, and the ancient feudal emperor dragon chair throne must also be made of high-quality nanmu. In addition, its wood is hard and rot-resistant, since ancient times, there is a saying that 'water can not be soaked, ants can not burrow', buried in the ground can not rot for thousands of years, so the emperor's coffin is mostly made of golden silk nanmu. β
Fan Ming stuck out her tongue and said, "If it's as good as the eldest brother said, then it's a pity to use it to make a coffin." β
Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "The ancient emperors, no matter what they do, they must do a good job, and it is a matter of course to use this to make a coffin." β
"And how much would such a tree be worth if it were sold?" Fan Ming asked.
Zhang Taiping looked around the tree again and said, "So, it's really hard to estimate such a big one." β
He is telling the truth, in recent years, the golden silk nanmu began to reappear in the rivers and lakes, and quickly occupied the top spot in the market, in the collection world spread such a sentence: Huanghuali brilliant curtain call, golden silk nan king returns. The price of golden silk nanmu furniture in the reproduction market is almost one price a day.
Golden silk nanmu is a unique precious wood in our country, belongs to the national second-class protected plants, at the end of the Ming Dynasty has been on the verge of extinction, in the early years of Kangxi, also sent officials to the southern provinces to purchase Nanmu, due to the excessive cost, Kangxi deeply felt that this move is too luxurious, labor and money, no benefit to state affairs, then changed to use Manchurian yellow pine, many of the wooden pillars of the hall are spliced together with outsourced nanmu.
Moreover, it grows slowly, and its growth law is a late bloomer (it takes 60-90 years for the golden stage of vigorous growth), and it takes hundreds of years to become a pillar material.
To sum up, as a representative of Chinese classical cultural treasures, the furniture and wood carvings made of golden silk nanmu must have great appreciation potential due to their extremely high ornamental value, extremely rare quantity and excellent quality.
Therefore, it is impossible to estimate how many things can be made from such a large tree, so the current price cannot be estimated.
Speaking of this, Zhang Taiping put Yaya on his shoulder and said, "Let's go, go to the village chief's house." β
"Big brother wants to tell the old village chief about this?" Fan Ming asked.
Zhang Taiping nodded and said: "Yes, such a big treasure, it is impossible for one person to occupy it, and it can only become the public property of the whole village." β
Fan Ming nodded.
When they arrived at the old village chief's house, they were about to eat, and Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "Uncle, eat so early today?" β
The old village chief said: "I can't do anything in this weather today, so I have eaten early and rested." β
Zhang Taiping saw that the old aunt was about to get the dishes and chopsticks again, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't be busy, I came here to talk to the uncle about something, and after finishing speaking, I went back, and the meal in the house was ready." β
"Is there really something?" The old village chief asked.
Zhang Taiping nodded and smiled: "A happy event." β
"Okay, let's go, let's talk about it."
Zhang Taiping put the maid down and entered the room with the old village chief and Wang Gui, and Fan Ming also followed.
"What's the happy event?" After entering the room, the old village chief gave Zhang Taiping a cigarette, but he lit a dry cigarette and asked.
Zhang Taiping asked for the piece of wood from Fan Ming's hand and showed it in front of the father and son and asked, "Uncle, do you know what kind of wood this is?" β
The old village chief looked at the wood in Zhang Taiping's hand and shook his head with some confusion. However, Wang Gui next to him had bright eyes, took Nanmu from Zhang Taiping's hand and put it under his nose and sniffed it, looking even more excited. It is reasonable for him to know this, which line he has done before, he has also seen a coffin in a cemetery, the corpses in it are all white bones left, but the coffin is intact, he knows that it is golden silk nanmu.
After calming down, Wang Gui asked, "Is this the golden silk nanmu?" β
Zhang Taiping nodded: "Golden Silk Nanmu!" β
"It looks like it's still freshly cut, so there's a golden silk nanmu nearby?" Wang Gui asked.
"Not bad!" Zhang Taiping gave an affirmative answer.
The old village chief took the dry tobacco holder out of his mouth and said, "Golden silk nanmu? What can be done? β
Without waiting for Zhang Taiping to answer, Wang Gui spoke: "Da, if there is Nanmu near the village, it will be a big deal." The older generation also called his father "Da".
Although the old village chief had heard that Nanmu was scarce, he didn't know the specific value of Nanmu, and said with a slight frown: "What's wrong?" β
Wang Gui introduced: "In an art treasure exhibition in the Wangfujing Gongmei Museum, a pair of golden silk top cabinets are priced at more than 3 million, a set of golden silk Nan screens are priced at more than 1 million, and a golden silk Nan's arhat bed is priced at 700,000 yuan, which is several times that of similar red sour branch products, and can even be compared with similar products of Huanghuali. For a time, it was rumored in Beijing that Jin Si Nan would be another highly collectible precious wood after Hainan Huanghuali. A collector's set of 14 pieces of Jin Si Nan furniture is priced at 8.8 million yuan, which is daunting to ordinary people. A businessman, occasionally got a little golden silk nan, made into an official suitcase, exported to Taiwan, a sell for tens of thousands of yuan, the price is much higher than the same products of red sandalwood and huanghuali. Because of its rarity, the price of Jin Sinan's bracelet is about 300 yuan, while the same kind of red sandalwood pear bracelet is only about 200 yuan. β
Wang Gui said such a lot of examples about the value of golden silk nanmu, although the old village chief didn't know what Wangfujing was, but he understood that this golden silk nanmu was very valuable. In a word, it's worth the money!
The old village chief was also a little excited when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down and asked, "Dashuai, what do you mean by this?" β
Zhang Taiping said: "Now there is a huge golden silk nanmu in our village, which can be regarded as public property." β
"Our village? Where is it! Hearing Zhang Taiping say this, the old village chief was really excited.
"It's the old dead tree on the west side of the village that was struck by lightning today!"
"The big dead tree?" The old village chief and Wang Gui glanced at each other, full of incredulity.
After a while, Wang Gui patted his thigh and said, "Oops! It should have been thought of a long time ago, a dead tree that has not rotted for decades is a very unusual thing in itself, and it is dark under the real light! β
The old village chief also reacted: "Yes, that tree was killed by lightning when I was young, and it has been more than 40 years since now, and it has never changed like that!" β
Zhang Taiping said: "I was only woken up by the old man when I talked about it today. β
"Let's go! Hurry up and check it out! At that moment, the old village chief walked out, and Zhang Taiping and Wang Gui also followed.
"Why are you gone again? What is there to do after eating! The old woman saw the old village chief hurrying outside, and shouted from behind.
"No more!" The old village chief waved his hand back and shouted excitedly.
After the five of them arrived at the tree, the old village chief and Wang Gui watched carefully in front of the tree.
After a long while, Wang Gui spoke: "It is indeed a golden silk nanmu!" β
The old village chief took a sharp puff of dry smoke and asked, "Do you know how much such a tree is worth?" β
Zhang Taiping couldn't estimate it himself, and looked at Wang Gui.
Wang Gui smacked his lips and thought for a while and said, "It can be worth at least 10 million!" β
"Ahem, how much? cough cough" The old village chief choked on the cigarette he had inhaled in his mouth after hearing this number, and the two words were almost shouted out.
"Ten million!" Wang Gui said again.
This time, the old village chief did not doubt his ears, and stepped forward to touch the body of the tree, and he did not know what kind of treasure he imagined this big tree into, and the expression on his face was very strange.
The others looked at each other, a little worried. They didn't know that the old village chief was calculating now, 10 million points in 50 villagers' homes, and each family could get 200,000 yuan! 200,000, 200,000! It is enough to build a two-story small western-style building. The more I thought about it, the heavier the old village chief's breathing became.
Wang Gui frowned and shouted behind the old village chief, and then the old village chief came back to his senses.
"We have to cut down the tree quickly, I don't feel at ease when I put it here." The old village chief calmed down and turned back to the next year.
Zhang Taiping nodded, I didn't feel anything when I didn't know it before, but now I know that I can't feel at ease when I put it here, this is human nature.
So he said, "Then tomorrow we will hold a meeting to explain to the villagers and start cutting down." β
"Hmmm! Just tomorrow. The old village chief said.
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