(One hundred and thirty-eight) picked up a blue and white bowl
"Can these things still be burned?" Daniel Zhang asked curiously.
Burning sacrifices is the last part of ancestor worship, that is, the sacrifices brought by each family are burned. The Zhang family's burning sacrifice is carried out collectively, and there is no such professional ancestral hall in the city, so each family can only do it separately. Daniel Zhang most remembers the sight of the shelves where the sacrifices were lit, like a giant torch, which is very spectacular.
Zhang Guiquan nodded and said, "At first, Uncle Ke didn't agree, but later he saw that there were too many people with this kind of sacrifice, so he could only compromise." In fact, it is all the hearts of the relatives of the family, and if you really want to brush this heart, everyone must have complaints, and the hearts of the people will be scattered. ”
At noon, I got some noodles to eat at Zhang Guiquan's house, and then everyone went to visit relatives. Daniel Zhang is not familiar with Zhangwan Village, and there are few relatives who come and go frequently. Zhang Xuewen has many acquaintances, and many of the children in the village are studying in the town's primary school, so he is very popular.
Daniel Zhang brought some offerings and walked towards the hill behind the village. The Zhang family's cemetery is on a platform halfway up the mountainside, and this time Daniel Zhang Shenglai also plans to sweep his grandfather's grave by the way. Grandpa left him a lot of ancient books, which were too important to him, so he wanted to express them to his ancestors.
Walk slowly up the mountain, follow the path that the villagers have stepped out of, and turn a corner to reach the platform halfway up the mountain. The platform is not very flat, there is a certain slope, and along this slope stands rows of tombstones. These are the ancestors of the Zhang family, and the earliest can be traced back hundreds of years.
There are many relatives who came back to worship their ancestors this time, and some relatives were unable to come back during the Qingming Festival, and they also went up the mountain to sweep the tombs by the way. At this time, the sun is in full swing, and the mountain is much cooler than the mountain. They sat at the tomb and chatted about their lives today.
Daniel Zhang wandered among the many tombstones for a while and found a red sandstone tombstone with an inscription carved in the book, which was the joint tomb of his grandfather and grandmother. There is a tribute platform in front of the tombstone, and there are stone piers of red sandstone on both sides, and everything looks quite quaint.
He squatted down in front of the tombstone, first took out a small broom and cleaned up the tribute, swept away the floating soil on it, and plucked out the remaining fragrant wax. Then the old newspapers were laid out and the incoming tributes were laid out one by one. Finally, he lit the fragrant wax, burned the paper money, and kowtowed respectfully.
Reverence for ancestors has been a tradition of the Zhang family since ancient times, and although Daniel Zhang was a man for two lifetimes, this tradition is still engraved in his blood. His life in this life came from the Zhang family, and this kind of sacrifice brought him a sense of home, which made him feel that he had roots.
In his previous life, he was a martial arts master who roamed the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know who his parents were all his life. It's Megatron to say it, but in fact, I know the pain of rootlessness in my heart. He finally has roots in this life, and he cherishes this feeling very much, so he behaves positively every time he worships his ancestors.
After sweeping the festival according to the process, Daniel Zhang did not rush down the mountain, but wandered around the cemetery. There are many tombstones in the cemetery, and the ones under the mountain are relatively new. The older the tomb is, the longer the tomb goes, the higher the specification of the tombstone, and the more various carvings and inscriptions.
By the time we got to the top, the carving of these tombstones had already reached nearly 100 years ago. Daniel Zhang looked at the inscription epitaph seriously, as well as the intricate decorative carvings and Weng Zhong, and sighed secretly in his heart. The Zhang family has been rooted in this ravine for hundreds of years, and there are also some local celebrities.
At the beginning, the ancestors of the Zhang family migrated here with their wives and children to escape the war, and they have spread out over the centuries and have become a famous big family around Zizhu Town. Although it cannot be said that it is powerful, it is also a large number of people, and there are many connections in all walks of life.
As he walked, Daniel Zhang suddenly stopped and stared at the ancient tomb in front of him for a pause. This ancient tomb is very simple, the tombstone carving is very complicated, the font is the vigorous Wei tablet body, from the inscription to see that this ancestor is still a Jinshi. Such an identity was not ordinary in ancient times, and it was glorious in every family.
What attracted Daniel Zhang was not this ancient tomb, but a clay bowl placed on the ancient tomb platform. Such clay bowls are found in many tombs, and are generally used to pour wine during sacrifices. This mud bowl looks different, but a small piece is peeled off at the edge of the bowl, leaving a white undertone.
Daniel Zhang's heart moved, squatted down and carefully picked up the mud bowl. He rubbed his fingers on the clay bowl, and the black soil on the clay bowl peeled off piece by piece, and the white area became bigger and bigger. The place is very smooth and feels nice to the touch and gives a warm feeling.
A moment later, Daniel Zhang peeled off all the black soil on the outside of the mud bowl, and the true face of the mud bowl was completely revealed. Where is this clay bowl, it's obviously a porcelain bowl. The porcelain bowl is supposed to be a soup bowl, slightly larger than an ordinary rice bowl, and the shape is very delicate. It is white porcelain as the base, painted with blue and white, and looks quite ancient.
Blue and white porcelain? Daniel Zhang was stunned for a moment, and his heart was a little shocked. Blue and white porcelain is a treasure in porcelain, and the real ancient blue and white porcelain is a national treasure-level antique, and each piece is worth a lot of money. He had seen on TV and in the newspapers that this kind of blue and white bowl was not cheap, and the auction price was more than one million.
Daniel Zhang doesn't understand these things, but Liang Aiping knows a lot. Tang Fusheng collected a lot of antiques, all of which Liang Aiping helped him dispose of. She is familiar with the owners of several auction houses, and she has made a lot of money for Tang Fusheng in and out.
He carefully examined the blue and white bowl, and nodded slightly from time to time. This bowl is very delicate, with an open mouth and a deep curved belly and hoop feet. Its shape is relatively regular, giving people a dignified and stable feeling. The outside of the bowl is painted with floral ornamentation, the brushstrokes are delicate and neat, and the blue and white glaze is elegant and beautiful.
Daniel Zhang turned the bowl over, looked at the bottom of the bowl, and was shocked. This bowl is a long time ago, at least 600 years ago. Judging from this inscription, it should be official kiln porcelain, and there is an era name on it. If it's true, the value is significant.
After carefully inspecting the blue and white bowl, I found that it was very intact, and it was covered by mountain soil before it became a black and dark mud bowl. No one has been cleaning this tomb for many years, so no one has found it. Daniel Zhang won the treasure and was suddenly pleasantly surprised.
Daniel Zhang wiped the blue and white bowl clean with paper, then wrapped it in old newspaper, ready to take it back for Liang Aiping to see. If this bowl is real, it is worth a lot of money. The money he asked for from Liang Aiping could not be disclosed, which could be used as a reason to get rich.
With this porcelain bowl, Daniel Zhang began to pay more attention to the things in front of the ancient tomb. All kinds of ceremonial clay jars, plates, etc., have to be inspected, hoping to pick up a few more treasures by hot iron. But it backfired, and the others were very ordinary pottery, and blue and white porcelain was the only one.
When the sun was about to set, Daniel Zhang went down the mountain beautifully, not to mention how happy he was. This is an unexpected gain, picking up the big leak of the ancestors. I don't know who the descendants of this ancestor are, but if you have the opportunity, you can still try to repay it, and you can't eat alone.