Chapter 152: The Relics of the Parents

Plop, plop.

My heart was beating violently all of a sudden.

Since it is a treasure trove of antiques, why put a box of modern products, and it also has a common lock in the 90s.

It's so abrupt.

Maybe I wouldn't be surprised to put it somewhere else.

But at this moment, there seems to be some sixth sense guiding me, I must open this box and take a look.

If I don't, I'll regret it.

I stayed where I was for a long time, and finally rushed to the box and tried to open the lock, but to no avail.

"Dog Five, look at this lock, can it be opened?"

I turned back to Dog Five and said.

This guy was holding the coin in his hand and smirking, and when he heard me say this, he immediately walked over seriously, picked up the lock and looked at it carefully.

"Bull head brand brass lock? This thing can be opened with a stick of instant noodles, and you can't help but underestimate me! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, turn it on!"

I scolded him.

He pursed his lips, slowly took out a wire-like thing from the root of his hair, inserted it into the lock, and pulled it out a few times at random.

Just listen to the click, and the lock opens easily.

I hurriedly took it, the lock was removed, and I slowly pushed the box open.

The heart hangs in the throat.

But when I saw what was inside, my brain boomed, and only a blank space remained, and I was even more struck by lightning!

Inside, it was a bloody coat and a bloodstained hosta.

Gou Wu said speechlessly: "What's the matter, I thought there was something good, just this thing?" The clothes look modern. ”

"However, this hosta is worth some money, right?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch it.

I suddenly stretched out my hand, grabbed his arm, my eyes were scarlet, and said word by word: "You are not allowed to touch it, you are not allowed to touch it!" ”

Gou Wu was taken aback by my appearance: "Old Yang...... Don't scare me. ”

I reacted to my gaffe, took a deep breath, and said tremblingly: "Dog Five, don't touch it, it's a relic of my parents." ”

Dog Wuyi was stunned, and then slowly withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry, Lao Yang." ”

I forcibly calmed down, raised my trembling fingers, took out the hosta in the box, held it in the palm of my hand and looked at it carefully.

Then.

Eyes watery.

When I was seven years old, my mother took a hosta and coiled my hair under the peach tree in the yard, while my father taught me how to divide gold and set acupoints.

I remember it clearly.

It was my most memorable time.

Even though this hosta has strong blood stains on it, and the grooved areas are dried up blood scabs, I can clearly distinguish the real from the fake.

If you use the current aesthetics to appreciate this hosta, it obviously does not match the top jadeite.

Although its rich color is bright enough, the slightly "dry" jade species is really a big failure, and compared with today's high-end jadeite worth tens of millions, it is far from it!

But it is this "dry" quality that is enough for me to judge its authenticity!

What's more, the incomparably superb carving speaks for itself.

The hairpin is carved with the whole piece of jadeite floating positive green as the raw material, the hairpin head and the needle are connected as a whole, and the openwork plate dragon pattern is both detailed and realistic.

I will never forget, and I will never forget!

Because of this hosta, there are only two in existence!

One is now in the collection of museums in the three eastern provinces.

The other one was on my mother's.

Its origin is not small.

In the late Qing Dynasty, it was particularly popular to use jadeite to make hairpins to highlight the noble status of women.

But they are some ordinary jade hairpins, at most they will only carve some flowers, birds, fish and insects, or birds and animals, even if they are like queens, they will wear a phoenix hairpin at most.

The hosta that can really be engraved with the coiled dragon, in the emperor's house in the palace, only one person is eligible!

Speaking of which, I believe most people can guess it.

The women in the palace who can use the open-carved dragon pattern hosta are probably the only ones who are famous Empress Dowager Cixi.

The dragon pattern carved on the hairpin is not her love of beauty, but to show the supreme imperial power in her hands!

Others wear hostas to show off their wealth, but Cixi is showing off her power!

And because of this.

Cixi was very fond of this and often wore it.

Connoisseurs know that after her death, the hosta has been treasured in the deep palace, and finally passed on to Pu Yi.

Later, due to political factors, Pu Yi was driven out of the Qing Palace, and he could only start his escape journey with a large amount of precious culture, including this jade hairpin.

A few years later, Pu Yi donated it to the Three Eastern Provincial Museums free of charge.

Today, its value has exceeded 10 million.

But what no one knows at all is that it is a "twin hosta", with another one that is almost identical.

What is now stored in the museum is a carved dragon pattern jadeite hairpin.

The other is the jade openwork plate dragon head hairpin!

That's the one I have.

It's on my mother's!

It wasn't my mother's greed for stealing.

It was the ancestor of the National Teacher's Mansion, who was awarded by Cixi, and finally passed down from generation to generation, and became a family heirloom in the hands of my mother.

Many people on the road know how precious this hosta is!

It symbolizes not only the supreme imperial power, but also a rare treasure.

However, no one dared to come and rob it.

My mother's title of "Immortal" is not in vain!

As a result, there are "fake saints" who specialize in imitation, racking their brains to imitate this thing, and put it on the auction of the real origin!

If you are knowledgeable, you will remember that at a jewelry auction in 08, an identical fake was displayed.

The style is very similar to the one in the museum, except that the hairpin is embellished with pearls and rubies, which is more gorgeous.

After the rendering of the auctioneer, coupled with the palms of many treasure connoisseurs, I don't know where to come to the conclusion that the real thing is genuine, and some people even thought that it was my mother who took the initiative to auction and came to snatch it.

At that time, the starting price was 8 million, and the final transaction price reached an astonishing 45 million!

Some people say that these two hairpins were originally a pair.

It's just that Pu Yi lost one of them when he took them out of the palace due to the war.

But only our family knows that the real thing is in my mother's hands, and the 45 million auction is just a superb fake.

"Mom......"

"Chengye misses you so much."

I stroked the hosta, my mind was full of my mother's gentle reprimand, my heart hurt like worrying, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

After finally relieving myself a bit, I put down the hosta and looked at the bloody clothes.

White shirt.

Modern textiles.

There are no labels.

But I could tell at a glance that it was a garment made by our tailor himself, and the stitching on it was handmade, without any mechanical traces.

When I was a child, I also had an identical parent-child outfit.