On September 6, the night Yang Fan returned to the hotel, Baoli got a complete pair of Dharani sutra quilts.
That night, the Baoli Appraisal Department worked overtime to scan and take high-definition photos of the Dharani Sutra. The expert team conducted a collective appraisal again.
At midnight, the final appraisal was completed.
"Mr. Huang, have the final identification results come out?" Mr. Guan grabbed the phone and asked.
"It came out. It's authentic. The weaving date should be the third year of Tianqi. We found the inscription woven with gold thread on the edge of the quilt."
"Great, I can finally let go," Mr. Guan said happily.
"Mr. Guan, there is an even bigger surprise," Mr. Huang's suppressed excitement came from the other end of the phone.
Even though Mr. Huang and the others were in the underground laboratory, Mr. Guan could still feel Mr. Huang's trembling voice.
"We found hidden writing on both quilts. It should be the name of the owner."
"Are there other words besides scripture? Who is the owner?"
"It's in Mongolian, and it says Abahai on it. It's a Manchu name." At this point, Mr. Huang paused.
"Abahai, this name seems a bit familiar," Mr. Guan said thoughtfully.
"Another name you've no doubt heard"
"who is it"
"Hailanzhu"
"What! Hai Lanzhu, Huang Taiji's favorite concubine, I remembered it. Abahai is Huang Taiji's real Manchu name!" Mr. Guan did not expect that the midnight easter egg would be so surprising.
The Dharani Sutra has only appeared at auction twice.
Both times are related to Sun Dianying, who dug it out from the Dongling Tomb.
Because this is a burial tool, it is usually covered on the body.
Unearthed silk is extremely easy to damage, so it is rare in the world.
In addition, in the Qing Dynasty, except for the emperor and concubines and above, other princes, nobles, and officials must obtain the emperor's approval before they can use them. Therefore, they are very precious and have very few stocks.
"I remember that in one or three years ago, Qianlong's Dharani Sutra was auctioned for a sky-high price of 130 million, and another time it seemed to have been sold for 67 million," Mr. Guan said.
"Yes, this is the third time it has appeared. It will definitely cause a sensation." Mr. Huang said with certainty.
"The situation is different this time. This pair of Dharani Sutras has not been used and is in more perfect condition. They appear in pairs. Moreover, Suzhou Weaving is an institution dedicated to the royal family. The Ming Dynasty was still there at the time, so it should be secretly sent by the Qing Dynasty.
It was made secretly by bribing people from the Zhizhi Mansion. This story is also very attractive." Mr. Huang said excitedly.
Mr. Guan also agreed: "Coupled with the love story of Huang Taiji and Hai Lanzhu, this theme can work well."
At midnight that day, the picture of the finale lot, the last lot of this auction house, was posted on Baoli's website.
Soon the news spread quickly.
Major websites immediately took action and published articles one after another.
The Dharani Sutra was unexpectedly photographed by Bao Li in autumn, and it is extremely exquisite.
The Huang Taiji Dharani Sutra has been discovered and will be auctioned in Baoliqiu.
For the first time, a pair of Dharani sutra quilts from the Ming Dynasty was discovered. The craftsmanship was lost and has become a masterpiece.
Huang Taiji was so infatuated with Hai Lanzhu that he secretly customized a Dharani sutra quilt in the Ming Dynasty.
A love story carried by the Doroni Sutra.
At the same time, each broker is also urgently contacting his boss.
Big bosses in the collecting circle were woken up by phone calls at midnight.
For all buyers preparing to participate in this autumn auction, this midnight is a sleepless night.
Three days before the start of Baoli's annual autumn auction, there will be an exhibition of the lots. Any customer who has qualified to attend can view the lots up close through the glass cabinet.
Many people are arriving by plane.
At this time, Yang Fan had returned to the Ming Dynasty. He bought ten kilograms of silver bars in advance from the bank. One gram cost five yuan, which cost him fifty thousand yuan.
The weights and measures of the Ming Dynasty are different from those of modern times. One pound is about 600 grams, which is sixteen taels per pound, and one tael of silver is less than 38 grams.
The silver bar Yang Fan bought was three nines higher in purity, about thirty-three grams, but it could be used for one tael less.
Ten kilograms of silver bars are worth about three hundred taels of silver. They can temporarily support the expenses for a period of time.
Yang Fan saw that it was already evening and opened the hanging flower door.
"Master" Zhao Fu is waiting here, bowing and saluting.
Two little girls and three guards are also there.
Yang Fan was very satisfied that they did not enter the inner courtyard without permission and nodded.
"What's the matter"
"Master, everyone has had enough to eat. We have nothing to do all the time, and we all feel guilty. Let me ask, and get ready to start work."
"We can discuss this matter. Let's go to the front yard and find all the craftsmen. Have a meeting."
"Master, Mr. Liu is back"
"Which Mr. Liu?"
"It's the accountant who asked for leave to visit the house before."
"Okay, you can gather everyone together in front of the blast furnace."
There was a grand master's chair placed in front of the blast furnace. Yang Fan knew that it was his seat.
Yang Fan sat down and spoke: "Is everyone here? Let's start when everyone is here."
"I know nothing about iron smelting, but I'm just talking about how to make this iron." Yang Fan now had money in his hands and was not panicking.
Besides, you can return to modern times at any time, so there is no pressure to play here.
An old man, who looked to be in his sixties, stepped forward and said, "Sir, I am the master of our workshop, Fu Laoliu. To make iron in Zunhua, we must first have iron ore."
Yang Fanxin said this was nonsense, but seeing the old man trembling, if he scolded him a few words, it wouldn't be worth it if he got a cerebral thrombosis.
"So, let me first talk about prospecting."
"Okay, old gentleman, tell me how to find iron ore."
"I don't dare. When looking for mines, we mainly look at the plants on the ground. Different mines grow different grasses."
"That's okay, you can look for minerals with this," Yang Fan said in surprise.
Everyone nodded and said that good earth masters can often find gold, silver, copper and iron veins through surface vegetation.
None of the people in front of me looked like earth masters. It seemed that if the mine failed, we would have to find someone to prospect for it.
"Okay, is there any other way?" Yang Fan always felt that this was unreliable.
"The other thing is to judge by the rocks outcropping the ground." The old man continued.
"This method is good and reliable." Yang Fan nodded. Those who are engaged in prospecting in the market outlook are just looking at rocks in the mountains. After talking for a long time, this is more reliable.
"How to mine after finding the vein"
"To tell you what, before mining, we used hammers and iron picks to loosen the stones bit by bit, and then carry them on our shoulders. After transporting them out, we used sledgehammers to smash them into iron sand, then wash them and throw away the gravel.
, select the iron ore. This is the type of iron ore that is generally sold in mines.”
Although Yang Fan didn't understand, he could only put his hand on his forehead. Such productivity made him really confused as to what to say.
"Isn't there any way to save more effort?" Yang Fan asked unwillingly.
"Yes, yes," another old man said. "Now we in Zunhua have used the burning and explosion method from the south. This saves effort."
"What's the fire-explosion method?" Yang Fan asked.
"It's just to pile firewood or charcoal on the iron ore, heat the stone red, and then pour cold water on it. The stone will explode. When it cools down, you can break out large pieces of ore with a little beating."
Okay, pretend I didn't ask.
Yang Fan was completely speechless. He shouted in his heart, gunpowder, gunpowder, isn't there gunpowder now?
