Shopkeeper Cai immediately scolded the guys in the pawnshop: "You people who don't have the eyesight to see, why don't you quickly replace the chief of Shanxiu with this year's dragon well before the rain?" ”

Seeing that the guy was sincerely afraid to change the tea, the shopkeeper Cai asked Su Jiudong with a smile on his face: "I don't know how many silver taels do you want to use this inkstone?" If you say the number in your mind, you can have an estimate. ”

Su Jiudong pressed the square inkstone, took out another thing from the package, and said casually: "Shopkeeper Cai, don't be in a hurry to estimate it first, there is still one thing in the poor road, Shopkeeper Cai might as well take a look at it." After reading it, you can also estimate the total price of the poor road. ”

What Su Jiudong took out this time was an ordinary cotton cloth, an ordinary black cotton cloth, with white edges, obviously a cloth that has been used often, and there is nothing special about it.

Since Su Jiudong asked Shopkeeper Cai to take charge of it, Shopkeeper Cai was not easy to refuse, so he immediately started to touch it, only to feel that the tentacles were unusually rough and dry, not as soft as the ordinary cotton cloth, which was really not a good thing.

Shopkeeper Cai was silent: "Are these two things the things that Daoist Shanxiu wants to pawn?" I don't know how much silver I want to be in my heart? ”

"Poor Dao is not short of silver on weekdays, but because of the recent drought in the city, Poor Dao donated all the silver, and he is shy in his pocket, so he wants to give these two things away painfully and solve his urgent needs."

Su Jiudong pretended to be distressed and touched the square inkstone, and said: "It is estimated at eight thousand taels, and the current period is ten days." ”

"Eight thousand taels!"

The estimate reported by Su Jiudong made the guys in the pawnshop and the people watching outside the pawnshop exclaim.

The passer-by sighed again: "This little inkstone and ordinary cotton cloth can be used as such a high price? Is this a lion's mouth, or am I lonely? ”

Shopkeeper Cai was not in a hurry to return to Jiudong's offer, and only offered the changed tea to Su Jiudong: "Didn't Daoist Shanxiu not like that tea just now?" Now that this year's pre-rain Longjing has been changed, the Taoist can taste the taste to moisten his throat first. ”

Looking at the quality of the inkstone in front of him, in fact, the eight thousand taels of silver that Su Jiudong shouted was not much, and the shopkeeper Cai even thought in his heart that eight thousand taels was less.

But what is the pawnshop? It has always been a place to make money by lowering prices, and there is no reason to agree to let visitors ask for a price.

So Shopkeeper Cai didn't reply in time, just waiting for the pawnshop guy to call the boss Yinjigui and let Yinjigui personally evaluate it.

Su Jiudong saw that Shopkeeper Cai didn't dare to reply easily, and estimated that he might have to wait for the answer to the hidden return, so he didn't urge the valuation, and tasted tea and ate snacks comfortably, so uncomfortable.

The two of them waited for nearly a quarter of an hour, and it was only late for the hidden return that they greeted Su Jiudong as soon as they entered the door, and then their eyes were fixed on a Duan Yan on the table. However, Yin Jigui only stared at it and then withdrew his gaze.

In the face of the legendary Rong Di rich family who is not plucked and good at squeezing, Su Jiudong still maintains a polite attitude:

"Presumably you are the famous hidden boss. Please also ask the hidden boss to measure the poor road and estimate the price of this inkstone and cotton cloth. ”

Yin Jigui only glanced at the inkstone and black cotton cloth roughly, and did not put on the palm of his hand, so he said disapprerovitically:

"Yin has been in the pawnshop for many years and has seen countless treasures. Today's Guanshan Xiudao is worth two hundred taels at most, far less than the eight thousand taels you reported. ”

The price offered by the hidden return is too low, so low that it stunned the hearts of the people to open the lowest price. However, among the people present, only the other two were not surprised by the low price offered by the hidden return.

One of them is the shopkeeper Cai. Due to the drought in the western city recently, the business of Wanyin Pawnshop suddenly became "booming", and many victims came to pawn things.

Yin Jigui took this opportunity to desperately lower the price, and the victims who came to pawn were in a hurry to use the money, so they could only swallow their anger and pawn the items at a low price for money.

Because the price in the pawnshop has been pressed too hard recently, even if the price is low, it will not surprise the shopkeeper Cai.

Another person who was not intimidated by the low price of the hidden return was Su Jiudong. She had been prepared for it before she came, knowing that the hidden return would definitely lower the price, so she would not be surprised by the low price quoted by the hidden return.

However, although Su Jiudong was not surprised by the hidden return, he still pretended to be surprised, dumbfounded, and said hurriedly: "Two hundred taels?!" This is a good inkstone, Duanzhou, and it is more than such a low price. ”

Su Jiudong's anxious move made Yin Jigui eat the fact that this mountain show Taoist was in a hurry to make a move, so he dared to unscrupulously lower the price:

"When you go to a pawnshop and pawn something, who doesn't say that your stuff is good... In fact, these two things are estimated to be a hundred taels a lot, just because the head of the mountain show is a person in the Taoist sect, and he donated silver for the drought, so Yin Mou gave you a 'high price' of two hundred taels. "Keep your books

Su Jiudong skillfully pretended to be anxious and slightly angry: "Two hundred taels is not feasible, and only one hundred taels is absolutely impossible." ”

Different from Su Jiudong's hurry, it was obviously the hidden return of the pawnshop talker, but his face was embarrassed, as if he was the one who was wronged and suffered, and said sadly:

"In this way, the Taoist can take out the Duan Yan and pawn it, he must be in a hurry to use the silver. If you are willing to put this inkstone to death, Yin can raise the price to four hundred taels. With the addition of this cotton cloth, it can be used as a total of four hundred and twenty taels. ”

As soon as Su Jiudong heard the word "death", he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No." This inkstone and cotton cloth are the treasures of the family teacher in the poor road. Moreover, this inkstone and cotton cloth are different from the general inkstone and cotton cloth, and each has its own characteristics. ”

Yin Jigui suddenly laughed: "Although Yin is not a literati of your Central Plains, he can still control this side of the inkstone, this is obviously just an ordinary inkstone, and the cotton cloth is rough and dry, where is the peculiar value?" ”

Yin Ji Gui is still not enough to belittle, and he is even more sarcastic: "They all say that their family members don't speak, and I don't know if you people in the Taoist sect can't speak either." Shanxiu Daoist, you must not lie indiscriminately for a few hundred taels of silver, which will ruin the atmosphere of your Daomen. ”

Su Jiudong put away his anxious appearance, calmed down after taking a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down: "Although Poor Dao is in a hurry to use silver, he will not lie for the sake of silver taels. There is indeed something peculiar about this inkstone and cotton cloth. ”

Yin Jigui crossed his hands in front of his chest, and the impatience in his tone was already revealed: "Then please tell me in detail about what is so strange about these two things." ”

Su Jiudong carefully picked up the inkstone and showed it, and said in a deep voice: "This square inkstone is called 'Ming Green Inkstone', and the bottom of the inkstone is engraved with the inscription 'If the circle is wise, the quiet will be bright.'" My heart cannot be turned, but it is at peace.'" ”

Su Jiudong turned over the bottom of the inkstone, and sure enough, he saw an inscription, which was indeed the regular script handwriting of Ouyang Xun, a calligrapher.

Ouyang Xun is one of the four masters of Kaishu in the early Tang Dynasty, calligraphy is famous all over the world, and he once served as a doctor of Yinqing Guanglu, regardless of paper and pen, all can be as expected, and the children of the official family are proud to be able to get him a calligraphy. Now there is Ouyang Xun's handwriting at the bottom of this inkstone, and the price has suddenly increased.

After the shopkeeper Cai and the onlookers were amazed, Su Jiudong lightly twisted his long beard and continued: "The strangeness is still more than that, the words written with this inkstone grinding ink will not fade and diverge when soaked in water. If the hidden boss doesn't believe it, you can let you demonstrate! ”

"It's fine." Yin Cigui was intrigued by Su Jiudong's words, so he asked Shopkeeper Cai to move the desk and prepare paper and pencils. Several children of official families who were originally outside the pawnshop also spontaneously walked into the pawnshop and stepped forward to take a close-up view.

Su Jiudong spread half of the black cotton cloth on the desk, put the rice paper on top of the cotton cloth, and began to grind the ink with the inkstone.

After a while, after grinding the ink and licking the pen, Su Jiudong took a deep breath and wrote the poem Saint Du Fu on the paper in one go, "Returning to the sun, the day and the spring clothes, and the river head is drunk every day".

Modern people Su Jiudong's handwriting is usually close to regular script, so after crossing over, he often turns the book to practice writing, so he also learns regular script.

Although Su Jiudong's brush calligraphy is not as good as the famous calligraphers, but it is far better than many Beijing ladies, Zeng Dewen Yiheng from the heart of a sentence: "The outside is soft and the inside is rigid, the pen is round and harmonious, and it can still be seen."

Wen Yiheng's calligraphy was rated as the first calligraphy in the capital by Emperor Tianduo, so he was able to get his evaluation of "still acceptable", which shows that Su Jiudong's calligraphy level is not low.

After writing, Su Jiudong explained: "To write with the ink polished out of this 'Ming Green Inkstone', you must put this specially treated cotton cloth under the paper in order to absorb the moisture in the ink. ”

"Originally, the cotton cloth was not black, but linen. It was often written by the famous artists in the early days, which made this cotton cloth absorb too much ink and became today's black. After the ink is dry, the paper can be soaked in water and the ink will not fade. ”

Yin Jigui's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "How long will it take for your ink to dry?" ”

"No more than half an hour." Su Jiudong said calmly.

"Okay, then Yin will accompany the Taoist to wait for half an hour." Yin Cigui arrogantly sat back on the circle chair and waited, and the children of the official family next to him came forward to admire Su Jiudong's handwriting.

Su Jiudong stood quietly with his hands tied, but there was a faint fragrance of pen and ink from the tip of his nose, but it was the familiar fragrance of Hui ink that Su Jiudong had only smelled a few days ago.

Su Jiudong's eyes wandered among the crowd, and suddenly in the crowd closest to him, he saw a familiar figure.

This person is the man in white who helped her make her subordinate under the high platform, the bearded man Yan Hu kowtow and apologize when Wen Yiheng opened the altar for the drought a few days ago.

Only then was Su Jiudong able to see the appearance of the man in white. The appearance is delicate and handsome, with a bookish atmosphere, as if he is the favorite son of the capital Guixiu, and Wen Yiheng is on par.

The two of them looked at each other, and Su Jiudong could even clearly see himself in a Taoist robe, black hair and long beard reflected in the eyes of the man with white characters.

The man in white first examined Su Jiudong, then stared at Su Jiudong's eyes, and finally asked silently with his lips: "Is it you?" ”