It wasn't last night's over-the-top nightlife, was it? Yang Ping swallowed and foamed, alas, the small body still needs to be practiced.

The eldest sister of the Northeast waved her hand and went out, and came back with a bag of ice cream for a while: "Big brother, come and eat ice cream, Boss Jin, fat man, little pig, come and eat ice cream." ”

"Thank you," Yang Ping was not pretentious, took a Qiaolezi, tore open the wrapping paper, and took a bite, "The eldest sister is also doing business here?" ”

The eldest sister in the Northeast shook her head: "I make agate, and I also operate some Hetian jade, come over and buy some goods, and Boss Jin is an old acquaintance, he is not very righteous." ”

Boss Jin had just made a business, and he didn't see a sense of accomplishment, so he rolled his eyes: "Just a few new works by famous artists, how can they all be given to you." ”

The fat man carried the three-way pagoda of the small leaf red sandalwood bracelet and admired the light of the window: "This string of small leaf red sandalwood 2.0, Xiao Yang, you wear it a little big," see how many people can talk, "Xiao Yang let it be given to my brother." ”

Boss Jin took the ice cream and laughed: "Fat man, you want to buy everything, what price can you give for Xiao Yang's string of small leaf red sandalwood?" ”

Before the fat man could speak, the eldest sister in the Northeast smiled: "Xiao Yang didn't agree to the transfer, why are you panicking?" ”

Yang Ping took a bite of the ice cream and frowned: "Well, it's okay to transfer it, but this thing is not easy to price, and it's not too much to ask for 10,000 if you want 1,000, tsk, it's hard to say." ”

The fat man was happy when he saw Hunting: "Xiao Yang, why don't you have the whole middle price?" ”

Yang Ping shook his head, this product is thinking about the box of ancient ink, it is really a good thing, it is of little value to the fat man, but it is different in his hands. Heaven gives the Buddha to take, but suffers the blame; When it doesn't work, it suffers. This thing has to be obtained. He smacked his lips: "Fat man, do you really want this string of small leaf red sandalwood?" ”

The fat man nodded. Burning eyes: "Of course." There are more people who buy Xiaoye red sandalwood in this antique city, this grade is hard to find, they are all real people, I am not afraid to praise you, Xiao Yang gives a real price. ”

Yang Ping slowly bit Qiao Lezi: "Hmm...... I'm not expensive for this thing, or else, let's change it? ”

"Change? This can't change Teacher Ge's pendant," the fat man just said. I thought that Yang Ping was going to exchange the Xiaoye red sandalwood bracelet for that, and his head shook like a fat rattle, "That pendant is tens of thousands." ”

Yang Ping laughed: "How can I be so greedy, I practice calligraphy myself if I have nothing to do, I want to change this box of ink and go back to practice my hands." ”

The fat man is really a real person: "You have suffered a loss, I have collected more than 2,000, or shall I add some money to you?" ”

"No, it's hard to buy money and have a good heart, so it's so real to the fat man. I changed it too. ”

"This ...... Boss Jin, you take a blue perm rice bead, the lanyard you gave Xiao Yang just now is too bad. Count me in," the fat man put Xiao Ye Zi Tan on his wrist and pushed the box of ink over, "Then change it, I thank you, Xiao Yang, let's change the phone number, and we will communicate more if there are good things in the future." ”

The eldest sister of the Northeast applauded: "Refreshing, Boss Jin, you see how righteous people are, this time you will give a few more good goods, it is not easy for me to travel all the way." ”

Yang Ping still had to hurry up and ask Boss Jin to find a big handbag, pack up Gu Mo and say goodbye to everyone.

This trip has a lot of gains, Brother Zou's son's gift is there, and he also picked up a big leak, I don't know what the origin of this ancient ink is, let's see it when it's repaired.

Back at the Western restaurant, Tranquility and the children were basically finished, and Stinky Bao was still eating ice cream slowly.

"Once we've eaten, we'll go." Yang Ping sat on the sofa, pulled the fan in his hand into a flower, and on the way here, he had already put Gu Mo into the space when there was no one.

"What kind of gifts did you buy for people?" Tranquility handed out tissues to the children and "wiped their mouths clean." ”

Yang Ping took out the brocade box and a small plastic bag from the side pocket of his shorts and handed them over: "A small seed, there is a dragon in the house, have you heard of Mr. Jiang?" ”

"Yo, there is also a blue perm rice bead," Tranquility opened the brocade box and took out the small seed pendant, "Well, the thing is really good, first-class white, although I don't deal in nephrite, but I have seen a lot, I have seen this model, it is the studio of Mr. Jiang in Suzhou, he is the most famous jade carving master in Suzhou." ”

Yang Ping nodded, picked up the cup and took a sip of lemon tea: "It just so happened that you helped tie up the blue perm rice beads." ”

The woman's hand is skillful, and it is tied up in three times and two times, and it is tied with a double-line Wanfu knot. Tranquility handed the tied dragon to Yang Ping: "Look good." ”

"Well, it's good-looking," Yang Ping put down his cup and snatched Stinky Bao's ice cream, "You eat too slowly, I'll eat it for you." ”

Stinky Treasure hiccuped and rolled his eyes: "I know the ...... who robbed me" and immediately became happy again, "Okay, let's go!" ”

On the highway, quietly and attentively driving, Yang Ping's small leaf red sandalwood changed the ancient ink, he took out the agarwood bracelet, took it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, slowly repairing the ancient ink in the space, the broken brocade box is being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, the ancient ink inside is slowly separated and independent into a block, the cracks on it are slowly compounding, the black ink block faintly emits purple light, some missing parts cannot be repaired, just so missing, almost every black ink block has defects on it. The red ink block is completely neat and beautiful. However, on the whole, this brocade box and these ink blocks are not a set, and the horizontal and vertical styles do not match.

After the restoration was completed, he didn't have time to feel these ancient inks carefully, Yang Ping took out the phone and contacted Brother Zou and asked him to wait at the highway intersection.

Suzhou is not far from Jiaxing, and the water town style in the south of the Yangtze River makes the two northern children of Stinky Bao and Lei Lei excited.

Out of the highway, I saw Brother Zou standing in front of a gray Volkswagen Phaeton from a distance.

Yang Ping commanded Ning Ning to park the car next to him, jumped out of the car and gave Brother Zou a big hug: "Brother Zou, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Brother Zou is fat, no matter how fat he is, he is also a fat handsome guy, it seems that he has not drunk a lot of soup and water for his wife recently, and he was very excited to see Yang Ping: "Xiao Yang, haha, I didn't expect us to meet here again, how many people are coming from this car?" Hey? Seeing the tranquility and the four children, he was shocked, "What about Hailan?" Are you changing people again? ”

"Hey, what to change," Yang Ping introduced, "this is tranquility, my friend." It's a stinky treasure you've seen. It's called Bober. ”

"Hello, hello......" Ning Ning shook hands with Brother Zou.

Stinky Bao greeted generously: "Hello uncle." ”

Brother Zou went over and hugged him: "Hey." Big fat boy, growing taller. ”

Yang Pinglehe: "This is my nephew, Lei Lei, Rui Rui, this is Ningning's daughter." ”

"Uncle, good ......," the children said in unison.

"Good ......" Brother Zou smiled, "Let's go, go home first." I'm leading the way in front. ”

Brother Zou's father-in-law's house is a single-family two-story villa in a high-end community in Xiuzhou District. Plus the attic has three floors.

There are a lot of people in the family, Brother Zou's father-in-law, mother-in-law, a pair of children who are about the same age as Stinky Bao, and Brother Zou's wife Zhao Li is holding her three-month-old son. It's lively, and there is a class for children alone.

After Brother Zou introduced to everyone, Brother Zou's children took the stinky treasure and they went upstairs to visit, and the adults sat together to greet each other.

Tranquility took the child held by Zhao Li, and the slave hurt endlessly, the child is indeed very cute. White and tender, Yang Ping likes it. Hurriedly took out the brocade box and handed it to Zhao Li: "Sister-in-law, this is a meeting gift for my little nephew, a little heart." ”

Brother Zou laughed: "Xiao Yang's things are all superb, come and take a look." He took it as he spoke.

Zhao Li was disgusted: "How can you be so unkind, thank you, Xiao Yang, eat fruit quietly." ”

Brother Zou opened the box and was taken aback: "Xiao Yang, this is too valuable for children." "He is an expert in playing Hetian jade, and he can see at a glance that this small seed material is like mutton fat, and the payment is made by Su Gong. Xiao Yang is not simple now, a meeting gift costs thirty or forty thousand, which is a bit exaggerated.

Yang Ping took a sip of Biluochun and explained with a smile: "This is a new work by Mr. Jiang in Suzhou, I think the materials and work are good, and the meaning is good, there is a dragon in the house, and the children and grandchildren are prosperous." ”

Brother Zou's father-in-law, Zhao's father-in-law, was scratched on the itch, and laughed: "Children and grandchildren are prosperous, okay." Xiao Yang, you also love antiques? I'll take a look at my collection in a while, and I'll take a look at Xiao Kai. "In the prosperous era, most businessmen like to collect, which is appreciated and tasted. However, Zhao's father feels more like a cultural person than a businessman.

Yang Ping smiled: "Uncle Zhao, I like literary toys, antiques are not my forte." ”

Dad Zhao asked for a dragon in the house in Brother Zou's hand, put on flower glasses, looked at the sun, and nodded: "It's very beautiful, but Xiao Yang, what you said is not right, cultural toys are actually one of the antiques, and the popular cultural toys are actually miscellaneous items in antiques." That is to say, all miscellaneous items except ceramics, bronzes and paper antiques can be called literary toys. ”

Yang Ping nodded thoughtfully, Brother Zou was a little reluctant, and he called someone to congratulate him, but Xiao Yang sent such a valuable pendant: "Xiao Yang, there are dragons in this house who are afraid of thirty or forty thousand, how embarrassing." "Relatives at home sent it, and friends who haven't been in touch for a year have given such a valuable gift at once, and it's not that they don't pick it up.

Zhao Li and Zhao's mother looked at each other in surprise: "Huh?!" This little thing is so expensive? This ......"

"Brother Zou, don't hide it, when you bought that piece last year, I earned the first pot of gold, and then I made a lot of money, so don't be polite to me about this little thing." Yang Ping explained with a smile.

Zou Kai sighed, he could only take it, and make up for it later.

Zhao's mother and Zhao Li thought that Tranquility was Yang Ping's lover, and pulled her to the side to chatter, speaking all southern dialects, but they also fell in love, and Yang Ping couldn't understand what they said.

Zhao's father put the dragon in the house into the box: "Xiao Yang, I like this thing, I will accept it for my little grandson, and you can't refuse it if I give the child a meeting gift in a while." ”

Yang Ping smiled shyly and took a sip of tea: "By the way, Uncle Zhao, do you know anything about Gu Mo?" ”

Zhao Bo stroked his gray hair, took off his glasses and put them on the brocade box: "I don't know much, the origin of ink can be traced back to the Dadiwan culture painted pottery period 8,000 years ago. Well, ancient ink can probably be divided into imperial ink, that is, the ink used by the court emperor; Tribute ink, tribute ink; Real play ink, a collection of rare ink and literati homemade ink. According to the material, it can be divided into pine smoke ink, tung smoke ink, lacquer smoke ink and so on. ”

"I don't know much about this," Yang Ping admired, "Uncle Zhao, I just bought a set of ancient ink, can you show it, break the dynasty?" ”

"Oh? Well, where? ”

"In the car, I'll fetch it."

After turning around, Yang Ping came in with a handbag, took out the brocade box and put it on the coffee table: "That's it, Uncle Zhao, you can take a look." ”

Uncle Zhao put on his glasses, looked at the brocade box and spoke: "This is the imperial brocade box of the Qing Dynasty, should you be the imperial ink?" As he spoke, he opened the lid, and there were eight ink ingots neatly placed inside.

In the middle is a rectangular oval with entwined branches at both ends, with a large and heavy ink shape, and a vermilion body. There are two words in regular script "Imperial Ink" horizontally, and there are words in regular script "Qianlong Xinmao Year System of the Qing Dynasty". The whole ink body has an auspicious cloud pattern, and the carving is fine. In the lower right corner of the side, there is a line of small characters made by Huizhou Wang Weigao.

Zhao Bo got up and walked to the TV cabinet to get a magnifying glass and take a closer look, and after a while, he was sweating excitedly: "Hey, this is Qianlong Imperial Ink, it is so well preserved, this is Imperial Ink, treasure ink." ”

Zou Kai was afraid that his father would have high blood pressure again, so he hurriedly helped: "Hey, Dad, what are you excited about, I can't tell if it's true or not." ”

Uncle Zhao nodded: "Well, there is a doubt, this seven-sided black ink can't see the appearance of Qianlong imperial ink, there are too many fakes now, I haven't seen any description of this kind of ink, it's not good." ”

Yang Ping was surprised: "Uncle Zhao, this is not necessarily genuine?" (To be continued......)

PS: I came to the station short, and I thought it was a recommendation, but it turned out to remind me to avoid the real place name. Alas, it's hard to code words.