Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish all friends a good day, peace and health, and happiness.

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Yang Ping took the stone into the bathroom and put it away, and took out the angular grinder from the tool cabinet, which was still the grinding wheel of the heart. Dong Qirui, Mr. Wei, Wu Huanqing and Li Huzhe followed up to close the door. Yang Ping turned on the angle grinder and began to polish the stone.

A shrill noise came, and Yang Ping began to polish. After grinding for a while and stopping for a while, Dong Qirui took the shower and rinsed it. The gray-black yellow wax stone-like stone skin is very soft, and it is polished off after a while, turning into an oval stone of about ten catties, and another layer of yellow skin is exposed inside. Go on, Yang Ping lit a cigarette, turned on the angle grinder and pressed it towards the stone. This time I was more careful, polished off a little, then rinsed with water, and after about 20 minutes, all the yellow stone skin was polished off, and a layer of white skin was exposed inside. Yang Ping wondered: "Teacher Dong, this is the third layer of skin, does it echo the characteristics of Tian Huangshi?" ”

Dong Qirui took the shower and continued to rinse, Mr. Wei took a strong flashlight to shine inside, Dong Qirui nodded: "There are three-layer skin Tianhuangshi, and multi-layer skin Tianhuangshi often has a particularly good texture and color quality inside."

Mr. Wei was excited: "Xiao Yang, how much does this Tian Huang weigh now?" ”

Yang Ping took out the electronic scale for weighing, put the stone on it and looked at it: "Ho, 4.1 kilograms." ”

Dong Qirui solemnly: "Polishing it again, be careful this time." ”

Yang Ping turned on the angle grinder, slowly approached Tian Huangshi, and rubbed the stone skin little by little, this layer of white stone skin felt the same as wax, and soon rubbed the flesh, Dong Qirui held Yang Ping: "Okay, don't wipe it." ”

Yang Ping stopped and asked puzzledly: "Teacher Dong, Tianhuangshi has been exposed in many places, why don't you continue?" ”

Dong Qirui nodded and squeezed out a little smile: "Leave some skin to carve some patterns, you see that now this Tianhuang has completely revealed the imperial spirit, you let me rinse and rinse." ”

Yang Ping put away the angular grinder and put it back in the tool cabinet. Dong Qirui also washed Tian Huangshi here, and the dust on the ground was also cleaned up.

Back in the study, Xiaoyanagi leaned over and said happily: "I really had a neighbor come to look for me just now, I explained it, and everyone understands it very well, but there are not a few boxes of cigarettes left." Yang Ping's house was well heated, so Xiao Liu hung up his coat and wore only a smoky gray sweater, patting his chest for a wave while talking, and Yang Ping gasped.

Wu Huanqing was impatient, put aside Yang Ping's long case is looking at Tian Huangshi, and couldn't stop admiring: "Emperor Stone, Emperor of Stone......

Yang Ping was still rippling, and his face twitched: "Xiaoliu's ability to do things is really not covered, Mr. Wei is going to give you a bonus." ”

Mr. Wei laughed: "No problem, this can be had, let's see how much this Tianhuang weighs now." As he spoke, he wiped Tian Huangshi clean with a towel and put it on the electronic scale: "3.9 kg, such a big and good Tian Huang, this time I really witnessed a miracle, Lao Dong will tell me about this Tian Huang." ”

Dong Qirui wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "Ha, this piece of Tianhuang is also silver-coated with gold, orange peel yellow, but the yellow color is more pure and the texture is more delicate." There is a red tendon in the lower right, this is a crack is a fine crack produced by Tianhuang stone in the process of migration, through the penetration of iron oxide in the soil to form the pattern, the most peculiar thing is that the lower right corner of the red tendon is cut by this small piece is obviously better than the texture of the other part, has reached the level of Tianhuang frozen stone, the texture is transparent and yellow pure, just like solidified honey, moist and mature. The best. ”

Yang Ping touched this piece of Tianhuangshi, and his heart was very happy. This small piece of the best Tianhuang frozen stone should be kept, well, break it off for him.

Yang Ping put Tian Huangshi down, Dong Qirui and Mr. Wei were still curious about what he was going to do, so Yang Ping directly held the small piece of Tian Huang Frozen Stone with his right hand, and broke it along the red tendons, only to hear a click, and the small piece of Tian Huang Frozen Stone fell in response.

Dong Qirui's eyes were red: "What are you doing?!" ”

Xiao Liuhua's face was pale: "Ah, Brother Yang......"

Mr. Wei also grabbed Yang Ping, and everyone felt like they were going crazy.

Yang Ping took the small piece of Tianhuang Frozen Stone and smiled: "Teacher Dong, don't worry, don't worry, I want to take the big one to auction." Keep this small piece for yourself, and engrave two idle stamps to play. ”

Mr. Wei sighed and patted his thigh: "Violent Heavenly Things, Violent Heavenly Things!" Alas, Xiao Yang, you don't like calligraphy, why do you want such a superb Tianhuang frozen stone seal?! Do you know how happy it is for a calligrapher to have a Tian Huang seal? Alas, alas! Look at the current weight of this Tian Huang. ”

Dong Qirui shook his head and put a large piece of Tian Huangshi on the electronic scale with a painful heartache: "Alas, 3.5 kilograms, seven catties." Seven catties of silver wrapped in gold orange peel yellow, this can be better than the chicken bowl cup if it is auctioned. ”

Yang Ping opened a pack of cigarettes and gave everyone a circle, suppressing the shock. Wu Huanqing shook his head and didn't: "I have been in Zhilan's room for a long time and don't smell its fragrance, Xiao Yang, what kind of cigarettes do you smoke when you burn this Qi Nan incense in your study?" ”

Yang Ping smiled and bypassed: "Suppress the shock, Mr. Wu, Mr. Wei, everyone is hungry, let's go, I invite everyone to try JC food." ”

Li Huzhe waved his hand and looked at Tian Huangshi on the long case, but he didn't lift it: "What else to eat, I now have a feeling of going deep into Baoshan, Xiao Yang changes the pot of tea, let's talk about it." ”

Mr. Wei looked at the watch and nodded: "Why don't you let Xiaoliu buy it back, we really can't leave here, and many details haven't been discussed yet." ”

Yang Ping frowned: "Then how can it be done, so let's do it, I will call for takeout, just treat everyone slowly." ”

Xiao Liu grabbed his coat and planned to go out: "What's the matter, Brother Yang, it's important to get down to business, you guys talk, I'll go out and buy it." ”

Yang Ping stopped: "Don't, don't, this has a phone, and it's also a big restaurant." As he spoke, he went to the living room to find his business card, called Jinrong Fine Sichuan Cuisine, and changed the pot of Tieguanyin to the study.

Dong Qirui calmed down a little, pulled over an official hat chair and sat down, and took a sip of tea: "Xiao Yang, are you going to keep that small piece of Tianhuang Frozen Stone for your own collection?" ”

Yang Ping took the Tianhuang frozen stone and felt the delicate joy: "Yes, Mr. Dong, I think this Tianhuang frozen stone is also a pound smaller." I can carve a few seals, and I have time to practice my hands. ”

Li Huzhe just took a sip of tea, squirted it out, and wiped it in a hurry, with a surprised face: "Xiao Yang, don't spoil things." The carving of gold and stone seals is not something that can be controlled simply by carving a few small objects. I said don't be angry, what you want to carve is a top-grade Tianhuang frozen stone, which is not something that money can have. How many calligraphy seal carvings everyone wants to have a piece of Tianhuang square chapter all their lives but can't, you take Tianhuang frozen stone to practice?! In this way, if you can write you a few sets of words, I won't stop you from practicing that Tian Huang Frozen Stone, how about it? ”

Yang Ping was stunned: "Teacher Li, you are laughing at me for being uneducated, although I am not a liberal arts student, I am also a full-time college student, okay, you write." Yang Ping took out a gel pen from the pen holder, took out a piece of A4 copy paper, and spread it on the long case.

Li Huzhe squinted and smiled: "Then I wrote it, I know you love literary play, what do you mean?" Literary play is a literati play that extends from the study room, and it is inherently full of literary atmosphere. It's not that you rub beads, play walnuts, palm purple sand, and panpan Hetian are cultured...... Well, you read it. ”

Mr. Wei squinted at the words on the copy paper and smacked his tongue: "This stinky old nine is really pedantic enough, and I can't recognize a few." ”

Yang Ping frowned and looked at the words on the copy paper: 觌氅, 餮鼗, gluttony, dragon, 曩磲, fern 颥, sole pelican, minnow, 耱貊, tapir, 豴耋, 貞耵. There are only two words that can be recognized, and he laughed: "Teacher Li, I can know Tao Tao and Yan Long, but I really don't know anything else." ”

Li Huzhe snorted coldly: "It's not bad, I can know two, what I mean by doing this is to make you realize that your cultural background is insufficient, and it is really not enough to practice with the emperor stone." ”

Yang Ping made a bitter face: "Mr. Li, you are *naked* naked* slapping your face." I love to play, but I also play for the most part. The men on the street are embarrassed to go out without beads on their wrists, are they all very cultured? Play. Besides, the bracelet is still a derivative of Buddha beads, and it would be nice to have three or four of the hundred people wearing bracelets on the street who believe in Buddhism, right? ”

Li Huzhe also felt that he had spoken a little too much, Xiao Yang was also a big customer of the company, don't let yourself be hurt by a few words, he laughed: "Everyone can play literary games, there is no distinction between high and low." Cultural play is to play with those objects that can carry the years by yourself, and record the traces of the passage of time. I don't care how valuable the cultural play is, it is a carrier to record our sad and joyful lives. Xiao Yang, I look at the text on your long case, play bracelets, walnuts, and none of them are ordinary. This just entered a misunderstanding, is it possible that only the best cultural toys can record the years? No, even if it is a wild walnut on the mountain, wash and wear it, play slowly, and witness the changes of the years. The literary play is worn for oneself, not for others to see, let alone to show off and compare. A string of Buddhist beads, a jade pendant, a pair of lion heads, slowly go to the plate to realize, day by day, year by year, or even decades later, look at it slowly discolored, pulp, hang porcelain, open the piece...... When the time comes, you can tell your juniors that this was made when I first got married, and now it is an old thing. This is the cultural play. ”

Yang Ping nodded and sighed softly: "Teacher Li, you are really taught." I've played so much that I haven't been able to focus on anything for more than a month. But what if you are reluctant to give up any of them? ”

Teacher Li shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't call it a literary play, it's a collection." Personally, I still think you can choose your favorite to bring with you, and you can usually play with more than 100 things on the desk, and you can also put one or two under the pillow. All that's left is the pearl dust......"

Mr. Wei looked at Yang Ping's bitter face and smiled: "Xiao Yang, don't you plant crops when you listen to the crickets?" Don't listen to Lao Li fooling you, everyone has their own way to play, according to what he said, those who open private museums don't die in pain? It's good to like it, just don't bother your heart with external objects. ”

Xiaoyanagi applauded: "Yes, this is the correct solution." Brother Yang, you are right to listen to Mr. Wei. ”

Yang Ping pouted: "Mr. Wei, Xiaoliu is really your elite soldier, and the sycophants are so well shot." ”

Mr. Wei laughed, and Xiao Liujiao slapped Yang Ping angrily: "Brother Yang, you villain ......"

Yo?! This sugar content, this intimacy......