Zhou Bozhai was greatly relieved, but he still refused to let Luo Tian go easily. He pretended to be expressionless: "Oh, tell me, what did you find?"
"Uncle Zhou, if I'm not mistaken, this should be genuine rosewood. It's a pity that this was originally a finished rosewood chair. Unfortunately, it's now in pieces."
"Why do you conclude that it is rosewood? How much do you know about rosewood?"
"To be honest, Uncle Zhou said that I collected three huanghuali boxes by chance a while ago. Huanghuali is considered a precious wood, especially Hainan huanghuali. To be mature, it must be more than 500 years old. However, this red sandalwood is better than huanghuali.
It is even more precious. The growth period is extremely slow. It takes one hundred years to grow three centimeters thick, so it takes eight hundred or even thousands of years to mature. In the Ming Dynasty, red sandalwood began to be valued by the royal family, and the world regarded it as a treasure. It is a pity.
By the middle of the Qing Dynasty, red sandalwood was in extremely short supply, and the royal family even paid high prices to purchase it from private merchants. There are records of the purchase of red sandalwood by the Qing Palace Construction Office."
Yes, Zhou Bozhai greatly appreciated it: "It seems that you are not trying your luck."
"Uncle Zhou's rosewood chair is extremely precious because it is not only made of rosewood, but also the most precious kind of rosewood - Venus rosewood."
"Oh, where did you see it?"
"The so-called Venus refers to the fact that after this kind of rosewood is broken, after polishing, every brown eye hole will flash gold dots of Venus. In fact, the so-called bright spot is that the brown eyes of Venus rosewood are in the form of twisted wires or "S" patterns. When viewed from the side,
Observation shows that it has an undulating "bean paste" pattern, with a fine and smooth texture and a purple-black color. When used as an utensil, after the "paste" is removed, the color will be dark gray, simple and solemn, and is especially suitable for fine carvings.
"Because the horizontal and vertical textures are not obvious, the horizontal threads "penetrate the branches and stems." Luo Tian touched the surface of the chair legs: "The textures on it clearly show that it is made of Venus red sandalwood."
"Good guy, you can even see this." Zhou Bozhai was completely excited at this time: "Tell me again, you just used the knife to scrape it to determine whether it was rosewood or not, and whether there were other
way?"
Luo Tianxin said: "Of course, I just had a knife, so I used this method. You can also put the rosewood in water. Generally, wood floats in water, but rosewood will sink as soon as it enters the water. This is one of the other ways.
First, another method is to wipe the rosewood with strong alcohol. The more you wipe, the darker the color will be, and it will gradually turn purple-brown."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Zhou Bozhai had long forgotten his original intention of making things difficult for Luo Tian, and couldn't help shouting: "Not many young people of your age can have such a level of cultivation!!"
Luo Tian still remained humble: "Uncle Zhou is too generous. My basic skills are not enough. I will learn more from Uncle Zhou in the future."
He is capable and knowledgeable but not boastful. This shows that this young man has a pure character. This is what Zhou Bozhai likes even more: "Young man, if you have a future, you can rest assured that I will leave Qifangzhai to you in the future. However,
Are you serious about Zhou Hong?"
There is almost a queue of people pursuing his daughter. This is the first time that her daughter has brought a man home. It can be seen that Luo Tian is unusual in Zhou Hong's mind. Zhou Bozhai naturally hopes that this young man will not let down Zhou Hong's preference.
"Of course, I am pursuing Zhou Hong on the premise of getting married." In fact, it is consensual, and it is not about who pursues whom. There is a tacit understanding between men and women, and they naturally come together. However, if you say this, the old man will be happier.
Some, their daughter is a hot commodity, what parent would not be happy?
"Okay, okay, okay, but I don't know much about your basic situation, young man. Can you tell me a little bit about it?" Only then did Zhou Bozhai remember to check Luo Tian's family background.
Luo Tian was straightforward and honest: "I have neither father nor mother. I studied in college by myself and passed the self-taught appraiser qualification certificate. I used to make a living by picking out leaks. Now I work as an appraiser at Xie's Auction Company and I own a house."
, I just bought it, it’s not big, it’s located in the city center, and I’m about to move in.” He pondered for a while, but still didn’t tell him about his decision to take over the Xie family.
Zhou Bozhai did not expect that Luo Tian would have his own house at such a young age, and he would have obtained a diploma and qualification certificate by himself. It seemed that he was a very self-disciplined young man, and he was even more interested in Luo Tian. There has always been a mother-in-law who looked at her son-in-law more and more.
The more I like him, the more his father-in-law looks at his future son-in-law and becomes more and more interested in him.
"Not bad, not bad." Zhou Bazhai's repeated praises made Zhou Hong, who was eavesdropping outside the door, breathe a sigh of relief. His tutoring had been very strict since he was a child. Zhou Hong was afraid that Luo Tian would not be able to pass his father's test, but he did not expect that Luo Tian could break through it easily.
Zhou Hong had no choice but to use his father's line of defense, and his recent statement gave Zhou Hong some reassurance.
"By the way, Uncle Zhou, I think this chair looks like it was produced by the Manufacturing Office of the Qing Dynasty. How did it become like this?" It's a pity that it was just thrown away in this utility room.
"Oh, this chair was originally taken back by my father. During the Cultural Revolution, he was reported and his house was confiscated. This rosewood chair was almost burned. Fortunately, it escaped, but it was already ruined like this. My father
I secretly picked it up and hid it, and I have kept it until today."
No wonder Zhou Bazhai cherishes it so much. There are memories of Grandpa Zhou in it.