"What?"

Liu Sheng, who was a little stunned, came back to his senses and found a white jade narcissus hairpin lying quietly on top of the purple silk, showing her amazing softness.

"It's really ingenious, worthy of Lu Zigang, who has the means to turn decay into magic." Zou Lao did not answer Liu Sheng, but pinched the white jade narcissus hairpin in his hand and kept muttering to himself.

"Lu Zigang?" Liu Sheng finally reflected, and looked at the white jade narcissus hairpin in Zou Lao's hand in surprise.

"Suzhou Mansion Chronicles" contains: "Lu Zigang, grinding jade and recording herds, making narcissus hairpins, exquisite and kitsch, flower stems as thin as hair. "Isn't the white jade daffodil hairpin in Zou Lao's hand exactly the same as the record, the jade is lush, and the graceful daffodils are like a delicate and delicate Jiangnan woman out of the bath, and she doesn't dare to speak loudly in the face of the delicate flower stems in front of her, for fear of being blown off by the air flow in her mouth.

"Zou Lao, Zou Lao, is this true?" Liu Sheng's voice trembled, and he asked in disbelief.

"Don't ask me, I don't know what to do." Zou Lao took a deep breath and replied very dryly.

"Uh, ahem..." Liu Sheng was suddenly choked by his own spit.

"Zigang, here, it's really Lu Zigang's work, it's really a stroke of genius." Suddenly, Zou Lao pointed to the stamen of the daffodils and said excitedly.

"This, this..."

Liu Sheng stretched his neck to look at the two fly-headed Xiaokai on the stamen, his heart was full of amazement, I really don't know what kind of skillful hands Lu Dao is, what kind of Kun Gong knife, what kind of great power can create such a clever work, worthy of Mr. Qingteng's "Song of Narcissus Hairpin" praise:

"There is a little charm and toldness, and there is no smoke and fire. Kunwu Peak is like the end of the south, and it is sad to nail Suzhou Luzigang. ”

"This white jade narcissus hairpin is not so treasured by the predecessors, you must know that Lu Dao is here to collect another double dragon play pearl jade pendant of Lu Zigang." Liu Sheng frowned, pointed to the Purple Sandalwood Hundred Treasures Embedded Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Trap Box and said.

Although it is recorded in history that Lu Zigang raised the convex yang pattern, hollow openwork, and Yin line carving, he was especially good at the technique of plane reduction and ground reduction, which can make it show an artistic effect similar to that of bas-relief. Good at carving all kinds of utensils, ornamentation, type often to the ancient style to be transformed, like to carve shallow Ziyang patterns and words, the style is elegant and exquisite, the best is also the daffodil hairpin, but how can it be compared with the masterpiece.

"What two dragons play pearls and jade pendants? This is the treasure of the old boy of Ono Shingoro, I didn't expect his loser grandson to dare to take it out and bet against you, hahaha..." Zou Lao suddenly laughed, and the depression of many years dissipated.

"What's so strange about this, Ono Ichiro is unwilling, he really wants to win his things back, so he can only bet on the good things in his hand." Liu Sheng was a little unimpressed.

"There are some things you don't understand, I can see the mechanism of this red sandalwood treasure embedded in the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Trap Box, can't he see it Ono Shingoro, but because of the above technique, he can't crack it at all, and the trap box itself is a very precious antique, and he is reluctant to destroy it, I didn't expect you to be cheaper after the last." Zou Lao explained.

"But what does this have to do with daffodil hairpins?" Liu Sheng asked suspiciously.

"As we all know, each of Lu Zigang's works is very exquisite, and his carving techniques are very comprehensive, and only the legendary Qin Shi jade Gongsun Shou can compare with him, the best is this kind of daffodil hairpin, in the early Qing Dynasty can be sold for forty or fifty gold, its preciousness can be seen, but this one is different, with a kind of jade called Phantom Jade." Zou Lao revealed an unknown secret.

"Phantom Jade?" Liu Sheng tried hard to scavenge for information about the Phantom Jade in his mind, but found nothing.

"That's right, it's not marble, it's a strange kind of jade, which can change colors and shapes at different temperatures, and I only learned about it after seeing some words in a broken ancient book." Zou Lao explained.

"Don't look at it, there is a central air conditioner in this room that automatically adjusts the temperature, how can you see the change." Zou Lao looked around and looked around, and Liu Sheng couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"Hehe, I'm not curious." Liu Sheng habitually scratched his head.

"That old Zou, how do you know that this is the daffodil hairpin made of phantom jade." In order to hide his embarrassment, Liu Sheng immediately used the Dafa of changing the topic.

"Do you see if there are verses on the hosta?" Zou Lao pointed to the hosta and said.

"Not all the silt invades Haosu, it all depends on the wind and dew, this is Liu Kezhuang's poem."

Following Zou Lao's guidance, Liu Sheng found that the whole body of the hosta was not smooth and smooth, but was sparsely carved by Lu Zigang with the magic of the plane to reduce the ground The technique of sparse and faint carving of lifelike daffodils contrasts with the daffodils that stretch out and tremble in the wind, and the stamens are replaced by fly-headed small letters, Liu Sheng has to admire Lu Zigang's Tianzong strange material, and he can actually perform the plane reduction method on this kind of hosta that is less than one centimeter.

"That's right, the poems on this daffodil hairpin recorded in the wild history were written by Liu Kezhuang, as for whether it's true or not, you have to try it." Zou Lao said as he motioned for Liu Sheng to walk towards the kitchen.

When he came to the kitchen, Zou Lao didn't hesitate to put his hand holding the narcissus hosta into the refrigerator, and Liu Sheng, who was standing next to him, felt a chill hit him.

Liu Sheng suddenly found that the hosta in Zou Lao's hand had changed, the whole body was red, and the graceful daffodils suddenly turned into plums that welcomed the frost and snow, and stubbornly unrestrained their enthusiasm in the face of the cold wind.

"Old Zou, it's changed, it's changed." Liu Sheng was surprised to find that the moment before was a narcissus after the rain, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a red plum with a cold fragrance.

"Yes, I saw it." Zou Lao responded excitedly, it seemed that all his spirit was taken away by the red plum with some bewitching color, and he couldn't help but cry.

"Old Zou, you..."

"It's okay, let's take a look at other changes, this narcissus hairpin has a total of nine shapes." Zou Lao wiped his tears with some embarrassment.

"Hmm."

Liu Sheng nodded, he could guess what Zou Lao Wei looked like, but he was still young and didn't understand it deeply.

"Long time with the abbot mandala, ashamed to Mr. alfalfa plate" bewitching black mandala is extremely charming; "The sun shines and the new makeup is bright at the bottom of the water, and the wind is fragrant and lifted in the air", the lotus flowers after the rain are all elegant; "With this chastity and beautiful posture, Zhuo is the frost under the Jie" The hermit's chrysanthemum is always free and easy; "Orchids, for whom, the dew is cold and fragrant from the old" The orchids in the empty valley have their own elegance; "Guizi falls in the middle of the month, and the sky is fragrant and the clouds float outside" The cinnamon fragrance outside the sky is always a little hazy; "With this good color of the city, the flowers of Tianjiao Late Hair Race" are endlessly noble in the graceful peony road.

"Whew."

Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, ingenious workmanship, or something, his mind was blank, and he had long been speechless to describe Lu Zigang's wonderful skills, what red sandalwood hundred treasures embedded with eight immortals to cross the sea trap box, what two dragons playing with pearls Ruyi head jade pendant, in front of this narcissus hosta was already pale and powerless.

"Those treasures you bought, let's look at them tomorrow." Zou Lao calmed down, looked at the jade pendant of the two dragons playing with pearls in his hand, and felt a little tasteless, and couldn't help frowning.

"Okay." Liu Sheng nodded mechanically.

"Is Old Man Zou at home?" Suddenly, Lin Lao's angry shout came from outside Zou Lao's door.

"Wait."

Zou Lao and Liu Sheng, you look at me, I look at you and can't help but look at each other and smile bitterly.

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