Soon I bought all the things I needed. I summarized the processing method of these silk fabrics into five steps, and I secretly learned another trick.
The first step is to rinse with clean water, making sure that the water flow is reduced.
In the second step, place the silk fabric on the plastic board and slowly unfold it with tweezers. Then use a cotton ball dipped in high alcohol in wet water to carefully wipe the oxidized, blackened and moldy areas.
The third step is to rinse with clean water, and then use a hair dryer to slowly dry it inch by inch. (Actually, the best way is to let it dry naturally in the shade, because we were in a hurry, so we used a hair dryer.)
The fourth step is to seal the whole thing with plastic wrap, then brush a layer of soybean oil on the plastic wrap, bring a plastic board over, put the two boards together, sandwich the silk fabric in the middle, tie it with a rope, and put it upright.
Overnight, control moisture.
Step 5: Wait for the sun to come out during the day, lift the board and take it out to bask in the sun for a maximum of ten minutes. Take it back immediately, put it in a cool place and wait for one hour, then take it out to bask in the sun for ten minutes, and so on.
Untie the rope tied to the board and see if the soybean oil has dried. If the soybean oil has completely dried, that's good. If the soybean oil has not dried, continue to the previous step.
The weather was good that day. Under the step-by-step instructions, we processed these silk clothes in just one day. .??.
The silk fabrics of the Southern Song Dynasty are basically complete, with no leaks or damage. There are only some mildew spots that are difficult to remove in a few places. I dare say that this kind of thing cannot be seen in many museums.
As for the value, it depends on who the buyer is. If we want one for 100,000, it will be the same. If we want one for one million, it will be the same. Unlike jade and bronze, there is no corresponding reference price for this thing.
The owner of the tomb is named "Qin Guangxi". He should have been born in the Northern Song Dynasty and died in the Southern Song Dynasty. I checked some information and found out.
This man was probably a Qingche Captain who served in Muzhou at that time. He was buried in Chun'an after his death. Because there are many local people named Qin, I guess his descendants are still there. If there is a family tree in the local area,
You happen to have this name on your website, so don’t look for me. I can’t help it, it’s just for survival.
He was an officer, probably a fourth- or fifth-grade officer, equivalent to a modern deputy regimental or battalion-level officer, and could be considered powerful.
Then, just one day later, in the evening, a man suddenly drove up to our place in an off-road vehicle. I estimated that this man was around sixty years old. I didn't recognize him, so it was this man who brought me here.
As soon as they met, the other party immediately shook hands with Baotou and said with a smile, "Haha, we haven't seen each other for almost ten years. Wang Baotou, you look a lot older now."
He smiled and said, "You are getting old too. Look, you have gray hair."
"This is my most proud disciple, Yunfeng, and this is your senior."
I thought to myself that he was from the Northern Sect? I didn’t know this person at all.
"Junior Xiang Yunfeng has met my senior, dare I ask him his name?"
"Young man, you don't know me?"
I shook my head.
He smiled and said, "That's right. How old are you? I've been doing business for twenty years. As for my name, I don't mind mentioning it. I've joined the China Collection Association now. I'm usually just a dealer reselling some things."
"What?"
My expression suddenly changed, and I immediately looked nervously at my head.
Damn it, how come this person is from the China Collection Association? Then he’s so damn stupid!
He never wanted to give up but said with a smile, "It's okay Yunfeng, don't worry, we are all old friends. I only contacted him because we ran into trouble recently and were in a hurry to ship."
"Okay, boss, don't talk too much. Let's take a look at the goods. I rely on this to make a living now. You called me all the way here, so you have to give me a little more profit."
"That's for sure."
He led the people into the west room, turned on the light, and saw the floor full of various cultural relics and funerary objects. The man exclaimed, "Good boy, bulk goods! How many pots have you made?"
The boss said, "Old friend, of course the bulk products from the bulk pot are bulk, and the overall quality is pretty good."
When he saw the silk fabrics from the Southern Song Dynasty that we just packed up yesterday, his eyes lit up and he said, "Okay! Such items are quite rare!"
"Haha, senior, what is this? There are even rarer ones."
I ran to get the parrot cup that I had been keeping. The other person was amazed after seeing it! This thing is rare, but this one is even better!
Because this time it was a case of collusion between peers. Although the other party claimed to have given up on it long ago, he was also a senior, so I did not dare to use my ability to ask for exorbitant prices.
After that, these goods were sold at a price that was 40% lower than the market price. The other party was selling them. I guessed that the profit must be considerable. Although I felt sad, I couldn’t say anything. After all, you have to know how to give profits to others. It’s impossible to leave these things alone.
In terms of safety and taking up space, it is better to cut through the mess quickly and sell it early to celebrate the New Year.
This time it was not a cash transaction, the money would be transferred directly to the card. Later, the other party called and ordered a Toyota Cross-country. We worked until midnight to help load the car.
Afterwards, I asked the boss more than once what the man's name was, but the boss always said that you don't need to ask in detail, it was just a transaction, and the boss didn't want to tell me.
It wasn’t until a long time later that I happened to see this man on a treasure appraisal program on TV. That’s right, it was clearly him! I recognized him at a glance!
In the past, we were the happiest when we were sharing money, but it’s just like that now. Money comes in so fast in this industry, and over time, people will feel numb. For example, today I lost a million and it felt nothing.
It's okay, because I know I can make two million back tomorrow.
After disposing of all the cultural relics on hand, the warehouse at the train station is of little use. It is only used to store some of our diving equipment. Even if it is discovered by Hat, it will be fine. I love diving, so you can't take care of it, right?
In the past two days, the weather has gradually warmed up and the water is not so cold. Next, our main goals are two, one is the underwater ancient lion city, and the other is to try to find the treasures that Fang La buried in Chun'an.
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The example of Eguchi Shen Yin is there. No matter what others think, I have full confidence in it. I firmly believe that as long as I work hard, there will always be gains.
In addition, I know very well that there are many invisible crises hidden in the dark. This can only be seen step by step.
Early that morning, I was following Xiaoxuan to buy vegetables at the vegetable market with a basket in hand, when I suddenly received a call from Xia Shuishui.
"Xiang Yunfeng! What are you doing? Do you know what day it is today?"
I glanced at Xiaoxuan who was picking zucchini in front of me, walked quickly to the side and said with a smile, "What day? Is it our anniversary?"
"Screw you, who has an anniversary with you? Come to my house quickly, my grandpa will be buried today."
