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It would be perfect if you could put something away.

Jin Muchen held a drink and pondered as he walked around the market.

Although this market is not large, and compared with the market he has been to before, it is not the cleanest, but it is the most down-to-earth one.

The crowds of people, the bustling hawkers, and the aroma of food mixed in the air, coupled with the blue sky, white clouds, and warm sunshine here, make him feel that this market is so beautiful.

It reminded him of the taste when he went to the countryside of his hometown with his grandfather to catch the market when he was a child, but the people here are not those yellow-skinned, black-haired comrades in the impression, but a hodgepodge of all kinds of people, and he doesn't know why, just such a market actually made him suddenly have a taste of home.

But so far, the only drawback is that he has visited a small half of the market, and there is nothing in his eye.

There are a lot of things on sale here, but at least a hundred of them are ordinary second-hand goods, and there are some daring people who sell animals smuggled in from Central and South America.

Jin Muchen doesn't have much interest in those strange pets, and those small cultural toys and antiques full of Central and South American style, although Jin Muchen is amazed by the craftsmanship of the locals, but these things, in his eyes, are still a little too rough.

The stone axes used by the jungle savages, or blow arrows or something, though they seemed to be very powerful. But if you look closely. It still looks too rough.

Although all are genuine. For example, on some axes, you can still see the blood stains that have deteriorated and blackened, I don't know if it is a human or an animal, but when I think about it, if I put this thing in my home, Jin Muchen will feel a chill.

Forget it, the beauty of these things. He really couldn't appreciate it.

As for the handicrafts of the indigenous people of Central and South America, in his opinion, they are not as good as the bamboo products made by ordinary Chinese craftsmen.

In the eyes of many American tourists, those thatched straw buildings may be quite stylish to sell a few to take home and put as decorations at home, but in his opinion, he would prefer to buy a few beautifully crafted Chinese bamboo baskets.

He liked the atmosphere very much. But the things sold here are a little difficult for him to see.

Just walked around for more than half of the time. I felt a little disappointed in my heart, and I was going to take a hasty walk, and then when I went back to the hotel, suddenly a small stall of a guy in the distance made Jin Muchen's eyes light up.

Because his eyes, the moment they swept over that stall, they were shaken by a few black 'stones' on that stall, could it be that there was something to be developed somewhere?

Jin Muchen hurriedly walked over, the stall owner of this stall made people feel very kind at first glance.

This guy has dark skin, but at first glance, he has full East Asian characteristics, if it weren't for the fact that his skin was too dark, this guy would definitely be an Asian with East Asian taste.

The man was also stunned when he saw Jin Muchen walking forward quickly, and then immediately changed his face to a welcoming expression.

"Welcome my friends, whatever you like, look at it, I'm the only store in Little Havana that sells East Asian antique goods, it's very distinctive!"

This guy really didn't brag, because Jin Muchen saw that the things on his stall were indeed some treasures full of Asian flavor.

It's just that most of the things seem to be full of Asian style, such as stacks of second-hand Japanese comic books, folding fans with Japanese characters written on them, and some Japanese-style drinking utensils and other things, and it turns out that this stall is actually a second-hand stall that mainly sells Japanese style.

Jin Muchen stood in front of this stall, his eyes roughly swept over the stall, and then he focused all his energy on a few black and brown 'stones' in the corner of the stall.

These stone carvers are different, but they have one thing in common, that is, the shapes are all flat and flat, and there are carved patterns on the corners of the stones, which look like carvings with a clear Chinese style.

If you are an ignorant foreigner, you may not know what to do when you see such a stone, but as a Chinese, you can see at a glance that these things are the inkstone, one of the four treasures of the study room that is popular among the Guangda literati in China.

Jin Muchen nodded at the boss of the stall, and the boss actually bowed to him at this time: "Detain your Jiwa!" ”

Jin Muchen frowned when he heard this, this guy is Japanese? Or is it Japanese?

However, he didn't show his dislike too obviously, just smiled and said in English to the stall owner, "I'm not Japanese?" ”

The stall owner was also stunned, and then immediately changed to a smile on his face: "Haha, did I say it?" I don't think it's very rare in Japan to be so tall, hello, my name is Tanaka. ”

As soon as I heard the name, I knew that this guy was of Japanese descent, although this guy was not very tall, but this guy teased the height of the Japanese, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

As soon as he saw his attitude, Jin Muchen knew that this guy should be the kind of descendant of old immigrants who have immigrated to the United States for at least two or three generations.

And looking at his complexion and his sturdy figure, he should be the kind of Japanese who doesn't know how much foreign blood he has mixed with, so it's no wonder that he feels so indifferent to Japan.

Jin Muchen casually introduced himself: "Hello Tanaka, my name is Jim." ”

Tanaka smiled and nodded with him: "Whatever you like, choose what's yours." ”

Jin Muchen didn't talk nonsense, he directly picked up the inkstones in his hand and looked at them carefully, rubbing them.

Before, it was the black-brown light emitted by these inkstones that attracted him, so he judged that these inkstones were definitely not ordinary.

He and Uncle Fang have been learning Chinese antique knowledge for a while, and there are not a few Chinese antiques that he has started, but among these Chinese antiques, he really didn't have a few famous inkstones.

Fang Bo has a few collections, but they are just some ordinary goods that are relatively old, and those inkstones that are famous in Chinese history, Fang Bo does not have them.

After all, this kind of four treasures of the study is a rare favorite for Chinese literati, but in the eyes of foreigners, it is just some useless stones, so there are not many people who collect this thing abroad, and in the Chinese antique circle in the West, this thing is considered an unpopular one.

Only some Chinese immigrants prefer to collect this thing.

Jin Muchen picked up a relatively black inkstone, and carefully observed it in his hand, this inkstone is not very heavy, and it is tossed in his hand, and even a little fluttering, which shows that the stone of this inkstone is not very tight.

If you change to other carvings, this texture alone is not enough, but for inkstones, this texture is just right.

However, although the stone of this inkstone is not very tight, but when you touch it in your hand, you can feel that this inkstone is still very solid, not the kind of inferior inkstone with empty hair and fluttering.

Reaching out to touch the grinding disc of the inkstone, the stone is even more delicate, soft, a whole grinding disc to go, there are no pits at all, this alone can already be concluded, this is a high-grade inkstone.

Because there is a very important way to distinguish the high-grade inkstone from the crude inkstone, that is, to look at the grinding plate.

In ancient times, the method of using inkstones was to put the ink block on the grinding plate of the inkstone and add water, and constantly grind it, so that the ink block can melt and make the ink, and the ink emitted is thick and black and delicate, which is a good inkstone.

In order to achieve such an effect, the workers who make inkstones, when choosing stones, often choose those stones with relatively loose texture to make inkstones.

Because the internal texture of such a stone is not tight, the gaps between the mineral molecules, or the holes are large, it is easy to penetrate into the air and moisture, so that when grinding the ink, it can be very good to achieve rapid ink, and emit a thick black and delicate ink.

This is also the main reason why the weight of a good inkstone is not particularly heavy.

And it is precisely because of the stone that can be used as an inkstone that the mineral molecules in the middle are generally not tightly combined and there are many pores, so in the middle of the grinding disc of many inferior inkstones, obvious trachoma or small potholes can be seen after polishing.

The high-grade inkstone will not have such characteristics, which is also the most basic way to judge whether an inkstone is superior.

As soon as he got his hands on this inkstone, Jin Muchen could feel that the stone quality of this inkstone was very good, and it was even more amazing when he looked at the grinding plate.

Smooth and delicate, a trachoma and potholes are not visible, which already shows that this inkstone in his hand should not be ordinary.

Gently rubbing the grinding surface of the inkstone, I can feel a smoothness and delicacy that cannot be experienced on other stone carvings, and there is no coldness like other stone carvings.

Thinking of these characteristics, Jin Muchen couldn't help but be stunned, could this be the famous inkstone that is famous all over the world?

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Muchen didn't hesitate, stretched out his palm, pressed his palm in the middle of the inkstone grinding plate, and held it hard for about a few seconds, and then took his palm away.

I took the inkstone in front of me, faced the sun, and looked at the center of the grinding plate, only to see that in the middle of the grinding plate, the originally dark and swarthy area happened to flash a fleeting blue color.

The azure blue, slowly decaying in the face of the sun, finally turned into a strange dark green......

Seeing such a color change, Jin Muchen let out a long breath, this should be the stone that once made the Chinese people crazy! (To be continued......)