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Hearing Zhong Qing say that those people were outlaws, Wu Di was not surprised, the big man's eyes just now were murderous, but this showed that they really had good things in their hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's a pity that as Wen Yaru said, there are good things that don't have anything to do with him. He just didn't expect his luck to be so good, so he grabbed a random person and asked, and found a group of real tomb robbers!

Zhong Qing didn't hear Wu Di reply, fed twice, and said:

"Don't take it seriously, Zuo Li risked being punished and revealed this news. Oh, by the way, what do you think of that girl? ”

"How's that?"

"Don't play fool with me! Say it! ”

"Sister, you can't tease me if you have nothing to do? I don't feel for that girl, she is fierce, as if everyone owes her two catties of black buns. ”

"Hehe, you offended others first, no wonder people treated you so much."

"Offend her? I haven't even seen it, okay? ”

"Mom looked for a few blind dates for you a while ago, but you didn't run into the house, and you didn't see any of them, and then I heard that you already had a goal, and Mom pushed them all, do you understand?"

Wu Di couldn't cry or laugh, what the fuck is this! I said, you little girl, didn't you just go on a blind date? It's like menopause, communiqué personal vendetta! Wu Di beat Zuo Li into the cold palace from the heart, cherished his life, and stayed away from Zuo Li!

Lao Zheng's shop is not big, but the name is very good, called Yazhuzhai. As soon as he saw the purple signboard, Wu Di, who had just filled a bottle of mineral water, immediately thought of the teahouse. Lao Zheng looked very young, but according to himself, he was the same year as Wen Yaru, and the three of them sat down in the VIP room after a while of politeness.

"Whose painting do you want to see, brother? I don't have a lot of good things here, but there are a lot of them, I guess Lao Wen has already told you the bottom, right? ”

"Hehe, Uncle Zheng, you can look at anyone's paintings, I just came into contact with this piece, and I came to learn experience. But before we look at the painting, I want to ask you two to help me see this first. ”

Wu Di said as he took out a black flat stone from his pocket.

Wen Yaru said "Huh", with a thoughtful expression on his face, Lao Zheng picked up the stone and looked at it for a long time, then took a soft cloth and rubbed it on the black surface, handed the stone to Wen Yaru, and said:

"It looks like a block of ink, but I can't see it for sure."

Wen Yaru looked at it for a while and said:

"Lao Zheng, take out your unique skill, mix some potion, and show it shape, I think this eighty percent is a piece of ink, looking at this style, I'm afraid it's not small."

Lao Zheng turned around and went out to dispense the potion, Wen Yaru shook his body and kept looking at Wu Di, Wu Di was inexplicably looked at by him, and asked:

"Uncle Wen, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with me? ”

"I said, what the hell do you kid have these eyes? Why is it so poisonous? People took it out and shook it, and then threw it on the ground, but you can see that it is a baby? ”

Wu Di smiled bitterly:

"Uncle Wen, two days ago, I was looking at miscellaneous items, and I happened to see the chapter of Qianlong's imperial ink, and it seems that many of his ink blocks are so big and oblate, so when I saw this stone, I thought about it. Later, as soon as I picked it up, I was taken away by that stinky girl, and I never had time to look at it, and I don't know what it is. ”

"Well, look at it. If you want me to say, why is your boy's luck so good? ”

Wu Di smiled and didn't answer, and looked at it carefully. Tianshu told him the answer as early as the moment he picked up the stone,

"Qing Qianlong imperial Yongmo poetry, Wang Jinsheng, genuine."

But he looked at it for a long time, and he didn't find any provable features except for the faint pewing of some gold dust that had turned black from a place the size of a broad bean. If you only let him see it with his eyesight, except for the shape, he really can't recognize that this is a piece of imperial ink.

I took a magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time, and on the round edge of the ink block, I vaguely saw some messy strokes, which should not be scratches, and there was no other gain. While looking at it, he secretly said that it was a pity, this ink was too poor, and he was afraid that it would be wasted.

Boss Zheng came in with a basin of water and asked Wu Di to put the ink in it to try, Wu Di smiled and said:

"I'm afraid that relying on water will have no effect, right?"

"If you let it go, you will let it go, where are there so many strange words! This is Lao Zheng's secret potion, which has a miraculous effect on all kinds of attachments and glues, and the fake wool I bought back then is here to show its shape! ”

Wu Di put the ink block in when he heard this, and Boss Zheng took the basin aside and put it down, and said with a smile:

"Let's go eat first, and when we're done, we'll be done."

There are only three people in Boss Zheng's store, and he also found a nanny outside to cook, the taste is no worse than that in Wen Yaru's store, Wu Di ate two big bowls, fortunately Wen Yaru reported in advance, otherwise it would not be enough to eat.

After eating, the three of them came to the VIP room, and by this time the water in the basin had turned dark black. Lao Zheng put on rubber gloves, took a small toothbrush, picked up the ink block and brushed it gently. Every time I brushed it, I stopped to look, and the movement became faster and faster, and after a while, a clean ink block was presented in front of the three of them.

"Qing Qianlong imperial Yongmo poetry, good, good thing!"

Lao Zheng sighed, handed the ink to Wu Di, and went out with dirty water.

Wu Di and Wen Yaru got together to appreciate it, this is a round ink block with a diameter of about 10 centimeters and a thickness of about 2 centimeters.

The front double dragon plays with the bead pattern, one left and one right, lifelike, the central official book "imperial ink poem"; The reverse side is painted with gold cloud bat pattern, most of the gold part has fallen off, but the shape of 10 bats is realistic, and the central eight-point book is "the cultivation of the palace of Tibetan ink, the Qianlong year". There are three side paragraphs, one is the "Qianlong Year System of the Qing Dynasty". One is the three words "Wang Jinsheng", and the other 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! ”

Lao Zheng happened to push the door in, and when he heard Wen Yaru's words, he grabbed it in a few steps, grabbed the ink block in his hand, and asked:

"Wang Jinsheng? Could it be that in addition to Jiangu Zhai, there is a maker's signature on this piece of tribute ink? ”

"Yes, on the other side. Uncle Zheng, is it strange that Yumo has a payment? ”

"Xiao Wu, let me ask you, do you know Wang Jinsheng?"

"I know, Wang Jinsheng is a famous ink maker in the Qing Dynasty, known as the ancient. He is a native of Jixi, Huizhou. It turned out to be the ink worker of the famous ink-making Cao Sugong's family, and later got rid of the fetters of the Cao family and opened a "Jiangu Zhai" ink shop in the capital city of Huizhou alone. 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". ”

"That's right, then do you know that there are two kinds of imperial ink?"

"Oh? Is there a difference between the two? ”

"Of course, the imperial ink refers to the emperor's special ink, which is generally made by the imperial secretary. And although this imperial ink is also the emperor's ink, it is not a special ink. There are two main types of uses, one is specially used for the use of the imperial ink tablet after grinding, and the other is to reward the ministers, so the sources are varied. Most of the tribute ink in various places is engraved by the hand of the Imperial Clerk's Office. However, there are very few ink-making people in the tribute ink, and most of them are only marked with the names of ink-making workshops such as Sanxitang and Mo Miaoxuan. ”

"It turns out that there is such knowledge, and the boy has been taught."

Wu Di stood up, bowed respectfully, and sighed in his heart, this Chinese history has a long history, and the knowledge of antiques is also broad and profound, and the point he has mastered is really a drop in the ocean!

Lao Zheng couldn't put it down with this imperial Yongmo Shimo, and repeatedly played with it for a long time before asking:

"Little Wu, are you interested in selling this thing? I can give up to 1.5 million. ”

Wen Yaru smiled:

"This kid is a rich man, I'm afraid I don't like your money."

Sure enough, Wu Di smiled bitterly:

"Uncle Wen laughed, it's not a matter of money or not, the key is that I also like to collect, and I don't have a piece of ink on hand yet, I'm really embarrassed."

Lao Zheng sighed, returned the ink to Wu Di, and said:

"If you want to make a move one day, you must come to me, I will definitely pay the highest price."

Wu Di smiled dryly:

"Definitely, definitely."

Lao Zheng took a sip of tea and said with a smile:

"Let's not talk about this ink, let's get down to business! Xiao Wu, do you know why my store is called Yazhuzhai? ”

"I don't know, just listening to the name, I really can't tell whether it's a teahouse or an antique shop."

"Good boy, look for a fight! How dare you say that the name of my shop! In fact, the old people in this industry know that the name is because there are three out-of-print treasured bamboo drawings in the store, and guess whose works they are? If I guess correctly, I'll show you everything! ”

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