Chapter 081 The national treasure is in the bag (3)
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When he found a red light emitting from a corner of Liu's house, He Qing immediately cheered up. He soon noticed that the aura emitting light was a pole hanging on the wall.
The rod was relatively long, pitch black, and inconspicuous at first glance. If it weren't for the strange phenomenon on it, He Qing would never have noticed it.
Immediately, the group of light gathered in front of He Qing's eyes and began to form an image.
After careful observation, He Qing discovered that it was actually an ancient fishing gear. That fishing rod had a history of nearly two hundred years and had been used by one person for nearly twenty years. The silhouette of that person was familiar to He Qing. If he hadn't
If you are mistaken, the angler who often goes to the same place is the strong-tempered old man Liu.
After reading it, there was a roar in He Qing's mind. In an instant, countless information flooded in. They were all brand-new memories that He Qing had never come into contact with before. To be precise, he had never studied them seriously.
s things.
"Fishing?! I learned how to fish?!"
Secretly, He Qing was shocked. Unknowingly, he had received the inheritance of fishing knowledge and skills. From the making and application of bait to the control of the fishing process, he knew everything.
Although He Qing had fished before, it was just for fun. He had never caught a "big fish" that he was satisfied with, nor had he had much fun. At this moment, the fishing skills condensed on the fishing rod were strange.
It transferred to him, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed that he had a big hobby, which was fishing.
That feeling is still indescribably wonderful. Although fishing is just a leisure skill and basically of no use, but again, you don’t have to worry about learning a lot, at least it can be used to pass the time.
"Mr. Liu, can you take off that fishing gear and show it to me?" After calming down, He Qing suddenly pointed at the fishing rod and said to Liu Ridong, who was standing next to him.
"Okay!" Liu Ridong nodded and agreed. After saying that, he walked over and carefully took down the old fishing rod, then turned around and walked back and handed the thing to He Qing for appreciation.
"Boss, this thing was left by my father. He used to like fishing very much. This thing is a big treasure that he treasured during his lifetime. It is like a pet he raised. He loves it more than anything else!" Liu Ridong
He introduced with excitement, "My father also likes to collect things. Sometimes he would go to the city to visit the antique street when he had nothing to do, and he would always pick up a few things. Now those things that can be sold are sold, and the ones that no one wants are left behind.
Throw it away, and only this fishing rod is left undisposed of."
"Oh, is that so?" He Qing said with a faint smile.
He immediately picked up the relatively light fishing rod and looked carefully up and down. He saw that the thing was antique, and the bamboo rod had exquisite patterns painted on it. It was an elegant piece of art.
"Boss, what kind of good thing is this? It should be very valuable, right?" At this moment, a person came over and asked in a hissing voice.
That person was none other than Liu Ridong's younger brother Liu Mingdong. He Qing could tell at a glance that he was the kind of guy who only cares about money.
"Fishing rods." He Qing said with a smile, "I used to be able to buy a pair for just a few dollars. Do you think it's worth it?"
Liu Mingdong's eyes flickered and he said: "It's an old antique anyway. My dad regards it as a treasure."
When he saw He Qing paying attention to the fishing tackle, he thought that He Qing valued that thing very much. In this case, he could just raise the price. Little did he know that the other party's answer was so depressing that he would vomit blood.
At that moment, Liu Mingdong's face turned red and he looked embarrassed.
In fact, He Qing was very disappointed at the beginning. He originally thought that something that could emit such a strong "treasure light" would be a "hidden" treasure. Who knew it was just a fishing rod? Even though the fishing rod in front of him
The production is relatively exquisite and has a certain degree of appreciation, but the collection value is not high at all, and it is not at the same level as blue and white porcelain and other antiques.
However, He Qing has long concluded this rule. Antiques that emit "treasure light" are not necessarily valuable treasures. Ordinary objects may also emit a strong red light, such as the old purple clay pot from Gu Qing's family.
The strength of the spiritual light emitted from an ancient object is not judged by its value, but by the amount of concentrated willpower. The stronger the emotion poured into an ancient object by its maker or user, including the collector, the more intense its light will be.
The redder the halo becomes, ranging from light red to purple-red, and only when the red light reaches a certain level can He Qing draw inspiration for various techniques from the corresponding antiquities.
"Is Old Man Liu a paranoid?" Holding the familiar fishing rod, He Qing seemed to have thought of something and thought to himself, "Why does he only go fishing in that one place? Does he have a special feeling for that place?
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The "movie" I just watched did not indicate the name or location of the place where Old Man Liu often went fishing, but we can get some clues from the Liu brothers.
So He Qing said to Liu Mingdong solemnly: "Can I ask you a few questions?"
"What's the matter?" Liu Mingdong asked nervously.
"Come with me." He Qing called Liu Mingdong aside, and then continued: "Liu Mingdong, I'm just going to ask you a few questions. You have to answer me honestly. If it helps me, I will never let you suffer.
of!"
"Well, I get it! Just tell me, I'll tell you everything I know!" Liu Mingdong's eyes shone when He Qing spoke so boldly, and he nodded hastily in agreement.
He Qing said in a deep voice: "You should know what I am here for. Your father smashed a piece of Ru kiln porcelain that was called a 'national treasure' in front of everyone. This was a very sad thing for the protection of national cultural relics.
, now I want to know where the porcelain pieces collected by your father are placed."
"I really don't know this! Many people have asked me!" Liu Mingdong said with a bitter look on his face, "If I knew why I didn't get it, it would be a real treasure. One piece can be sold for tens of thousands.
Bucks!”
He Qing looked at Liu Mingdong with a half-smile, and his eyes made him feel numb all over.
After a moment of silence, He Qing said: "You didn't tell the truth to others. Because you knew in your heart that even if you told the truth, it would not help, and you didn't want this disgraceful thing to be known to your family. But when I heard
It will be different now, I need you to tell the truth."
"Ah?!" After hearing He Qing's words, Liu Mingdong suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes full of surprise.
He Qing said: "Did you secretly take a piece of Ru kiln porcelain from your father back then? I know exactly who you sold it to, so I don't need you to elaborate on it. Just tell me,
Did your father behave abnormally before disposing of that batch of porcelain shards, or what did you discover?"
"You...how did you know?!" Liu Mingdong looked at He Qing with an incredulous look. He was extremely surprised that someone who had never met him before knew everything about something that he had concealed so deeply.
What is the background of this person!
"So, you admit it?" He Qing said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. I will never tell your brother and the others about this matter. You know that I know everything about heaven and earth. Can you tell me that you were still
What did you find?"
He Qing guessed that Liu Mingdong wanted to get the batch of Ru kiln porcelain pieces back then, so he would pay attention to his father's actions.
Sure enough, Liu Mingdong recalled the situation at that time and said: "Ever since he smashed the authentic Ru kiln porcelain, my father became obsessed with it and was nervous all day long. He carried those fragments with him every day, no matter what.
I would clutch the bag tightly when eating or sleeping, as if I was afraid that someone would snatch it away. He also often went out at that time, sometimes for the whole day. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I followed him several times, but I didn't find him.
What's abnormal..."
"Where did he go after you found out that the package of porcelain pieces was missing?" He Qing's pupils shrank slightly.
Liu Mingdong replied: "That morning after he left the house, he took a car to the northwest. I thought he was fine, so I didn't follow him. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. If I had followed him, I should have known where that package of valuable porcelain pieces was buried.
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"That's all you know? Was there anything unusual when your father went out that day?" He Qing asked.
"No, he was normal at the time." Liu Mingdong shook his head and said, "We thought he just went fishing. He often goes fishing."
"He went out fishing that day?! Fishing?!!"
He Qing suddenly remembered something, and was secretly surprised and happy.
"The thing must be buried there!" He Qing was extremely sure in his heart. He just knew that he would be able to collect the national treasure-level porcelain in his pocket soon. Even though it was just a pack of porcelain pieces, it could still reveal an eye-catching effect after restoration.
brilliance.
"I understand. Thank you for answering my questions. Finally, let me ask you one more question, where did your father usually go fishing?" He Qing said after the intense excitement in his heart calmed down.
"Meiziba, go northwest, about ten miles away from here, there is a lake there, you will know it when you go there." Liu Mingdong said apologetically, "Boss, that's all I know. I only know these things."
Tell you someone."
"Very good!" He Qing said with satisfaction, "Well, this fishing rod is good. I suddenly want to fish. Liu Mingdong, just sell it to me for a thousand yuan."
"Boss, one thousand is too little, how about five thousand?" Liu Mingdong bargained.
"Eight hundred, keep the extra point for yourself!" He Qing said with a smile, pretending to hand the old fishing rod back to Liu Mingdong.
"Eight hundred is eight hundred, it's a deal!" Unexpectedly, Liu Mingdong nodded and agreed without hesitation.
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