Professor Guo quickly took the incense burner and used a tool to scrape off most of the paraffin on the old surface. Then he found a bucket of gasoline and put the copper incense burner into it to melt the paraffin. Then he cleaned it with several solvents one by one, and finally cleaned it separately.
Wipe with soft cotton and filament.
Soon, a copper incense burner with a simple and majestic appearance, yellow and red, and a warm patina appeared in front of everyone. It was cast with extremely exquisite patterns on the outside, without a trace of rust, and it was shiny.
Seeing this copper incense burner, Professor Guo was completely obsessed and murmured: "Such a beautiful thing, even if it was not made by the emperor in the third year of Xuande, it must have been imitated by the casting officials in the Ming Dynasty. It is so perfect!
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Guo Lan also stared at the incense burner and couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that the incense burner could be so beautiful."
Professor Guo then looked at Zhang Jun and said, "Xiao Zhang, you are willing to show us such a valuable thing, thank you."
Zhang Jun smiled "haha": "Professor Guo is too polite. I don't know whether it is authentic or not, so I want you to take a look at it."
Professor Guo said: "To be honest, I have never seen what a real Xuande three-year copper incense burner looks like, so I can't judge. Well, if you trust me, I will invite several people who have high attainments in bronze appraisal.
Experts came here and we all tasted and appraised it together.”
When he spoke, he looked nervous, fearing that Zhang Jun would not agree. For an old archaeologist, being able to see and study artifacts handed down from ancient times is the happiest moment in their lives.
Zhang Jun did not hesitate, nodded and said: "Of course you can, just leave the things here with Professor Guo first, and let me know when you have the results."
Professor Guo did not expect Zhang Jun to trust him so much, and he was very happy. He patted his shoulder and said: "Xiao Zhang, you are really a good young man. During this period, I will contact appraisal experts across the country as soon as possible and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
's reply."
The turmoil over the Xuande Furnace caused Zhang Jun to give up his trip to Guigu Street. Throughout the afternoon, he took the opportunity to ask Professor Guo for advice on antiques, calligraphy and painting, and learned a lot.
Professor Guo also felt that Zhang Jun was very savvy and said: "Xiao Zhang, if you have time in the future, come to Zhongyuan University to listen to my class. I feel that you are very talented in archaeology."
Zhang Jun naturally wanted it. He felt that with his clairvoyance ability, he would most likely be able to prosper in the antique world.
The next day, Zhang Jun finally had to leave. He agreed with Professor Guo that he would ask Hua Buyi to cure his back injury after a while. Professor Guo also agreed to help him identify the authenticity of the Xuande furnace.
For safety reasons, when he returned home this time, he decided to take a flight to Dongling City, the nearest city to Qinghe County, and then take a taxi back to his hometown. Of course, this would add thousands of yuan in travel expenses.
Guo Lan drove Zhang Jun to the airport, and the two waved goodbye.
After all, Zhang Jun was a man with a net worth of over 100 million, so he decided to be extravagant and bought a first-class ticket. There were only eight seats in the first-class cabin, and only six people were seated including him.
Sitting on the spacious seats and enjoying the attentive service of the flight attendants, Zhang Jun felt that the money was still a bit unjustly spent, so he thought that he must go to the economy class next time, which would save six to seven hundred yuan.
The seat to Zhang Jun's right was unoccupied, but a couple sat to his left. The woman held a boy of about two years old in her arms. The man looked gentle, and the woman had a quiet temperament. It could be seen from the famous watches and bags on their bodies that they
This couple should be rich and wealthy. But for some reason, both of them have a sad look on their faces, and the woman often sighs.
He looked at the boy again and found that the little boy looked very poor, looked sleepy, and was lazily silent. After observing for a long time, he subconsciously used perspective and suddenly saw a woman in white appearing behind the little boy.
This scene startled Zhang Jun. His eyes widened and he shouted in his heart: "Ghost!"
The woman's face was pale, and her blue fingertips were thin and long. She seemed unable to see Zhang Jun, and stared at the little boy with a pair of faint red eyes.
Zhang Jun saw with helpless eyes that the woman reached out to pinch the little boy's ears, gouge his eyes, and hit his head. Suddenly, the little boy cried out with a cry of "Wow", his little face was full of fear, and he struggled desperately.
The woman quickly hugged her son tightly, tears streaming down her face, and while kissing him, she said, "Baby doesn't cry, baby doesn't cry, mother is here."
The man also looked heartbroken and at a loss. His eyes wandered and he suddenly found Zhang Jun staring at the empty space behind his wife, as if he had seen a ghost.
This person has been in the shopping mall for many years and has developed a pair of sharp eyes. He can always pick out some clues when looking at things and people, so he said: "Brother, what is your surname?"
Zhang Jun came back to his senses, his face was still a little ugly, and he forced a smile and said: "I am Zhang Jun, why is the child crying suddenly?"
The man sighed and said: "Brother Zhang, my name is Zheng Yang. To tell you the truth, my child got a strange disease six months ago. He would cry and make a fuss every now and then. Then he would have a continuous high fever. No matter how many doctors he went to, he couldn't help it.
It can’t be cured.”
Zhang Jun nodded thoughtfully and said, "Brother Zheng went out to take the child with him. Is he seeking medical treatment?"
Zheng Yang nodded and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I heard that there is an old Chinese medicine doctor in Dongling City who has superb medical skills and is known as the Dongling Medical King. Our couple decided to try our luck."
Zhang Jun said "hmm" and looked like he was hesitating to speak. Finally, he smiled bitterly and said nothing. He actually wanted to remind Shang Yang that the child's illness probably cannot be solved by doctors.
Shang Yang observed the words and expressions, and with a thought in his mind, he said: "Brother Zhang, you seem to have something to say? I just found out that you have been looking at something. Have you discovered anything?"
Zhang Jun was silent for a moment and said: "Brother Shang, we didn't know each other before. You may not believe what I say, so forget it."
Shang Yang said quickly: "Brother Zhang, don't say that. We have never met. I will never doubt you. If you have anything to say, just say it." After saying that, he frowned and said, "Actually, I have had a vague feeling all along. It's just that
I just can’t believe it.”
Zhang Jun took a breath and whispered: "This child is possessed."
Shang Yang nodded slowly and said: "A master once said this, but he couldn't exorcise evil spirits. I was just doubtful at that time. In the past month, the child has cried more and more violently, and I gradually felt that something was wrong, so I had to
Believe what he said. Since Brother Zhang can say that, you must have seen something, please help me!"
Zhang Jun struggled in his heart, not sure whether he should take care of this matter. He looked up again and saw that the looming "female ghost" was still torturing the little boy, making the latter cry even harder.
"What on earth is this? Is it really a 'ghost'? How can I get rid of it?" He thought to himself, "Forget it, the little boy is quite pitiful, so let's help him."
At this time, he suddenly remembered the process of slaying demons in his dream and helping Zhuang Lele return to normal. His heart moved and he said: "Mr. Shang, let me hold the child first."
Mr. Shang quickly said to his wife: "Su Lei, let this brother Zhang hold the child."
Seeing the child in pain and fear, the woman was in grief all the time. She didn't hear the conversation between the two at all. When she heard the stranger wanted to hold her child, she shook her head repeatedly and said: "Xiaobao is already like this, you still let outsiders hold him, that's not okay.
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Zhang Jun smiled "haha", stood up from the chair, walked over and touched the little boy's head. At this time, the "female ghost" who was torturing the little boy had a look of panic on her face, shrinking as if she had been electrocuted.
He returned his palm, then raised his head and stared at Zhang Jun resentfully.
Strange to say, Zhang Jun reached out and touched it, and the little boy suddenly stopped crying and opened his big dark eyes to look at the adults.
Zhang Jun looked up at the "female ghost" and said calmly: "I don't care what you are, if you dare to show up again, I can only destroy you."
The female ghost didn't respond, her figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.
The little boy's mother looked surprised, and then she suddenly figured out something. She stood up with her child in her arms and cried, "Sir, please save my child. I can repay you in any way you want me to."
Zhang Jun was interested in hearing this. He could repay her in any way. He glanced at the other party and found that this woman was probably in her thirties. She had a beautiful figure and a delicate look. She was definitely a beautiful woman.
Resisting the need to use his clairvoyant eyes to peel off the person's clothes, Zhang Jun said sternly: "Sister-in-law, please don't do this. I can't figure out the cause of the child's illness now, and I'm not completely sure."
When Shang Yang saw Zhang Jun calming down the child immediately, he knew there was something going on. He was overjoyed and stepped forward to hold Zhang Jun's hand and said: "Brother, as long as you can cure the child's disease, the conditions will be fine."
You mention it."
Zhang Jun smiled "haha" and said: "I am also half a doctor. I know the principle of hanging a pot to help the world. I will not change my original intention and attitude just because of the amount of remuneration."
Shang Yang knew he had made a mistake and said quickly: "Yes, Mr. Zhang must be an expert in this world. Of course, he is different from us ordinary people who smell like copper."
Shang Yang saw that Zhang Jun was not an ordinary person, or that he had the ability to treat his son's illness, so he immediately changed his title to "Mr. Zhang".
Zhang Jun could understand the mood of the couple. Anyone who encounters such a thing would have to be anxious. He sat back and said: "Whether your wife wants to go to Dongling to seek medical treatment, I think it is better to let Mr. Dongling take a look first."
Maybe he can be cured. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late for me to try again."
Shang Yang quickly asked: "Where are you going, Mr. Zhang? Are you getting off the plane at Tanglin too?"
Zhang Jun nodded: "Yes, I will wait in Dongling for a while, you don't have anything to worry about."
The couple was overjoyed, thinking that with Mr. Zhang here, the child's illness would be more likely to be cured.
During the flight, Shang Yang deliberately made friends with Zhang Jun. During the conversation, both parties got to know each other a little bit. Shang Yang was a businessman. His family business was very large and he had a lot of assets in Southeast Asia, America and China.
The merchant family has its roots in Kyoto, and Shang Yang is mainly responsible for business in the East China Sea and surrounding provinces, and is one of the core members of the merchant.
Not long ago, the Shangyang couple lived in Pingyuan City for a period of time and asked a famous doctor to treat their child's illness. Unfortunately, there was no significant effect. So they went to Dongling non-stop, hoping that the doctor king of Dongling could cure their child's illness.
Fifty minutes later, the plane landed in Dongling City. As soon as the Shang Yang people arrived at the exit, a middle-aged man in a suit came to greet them and said with a respectful expression: "Mr. Shang, the car is ready, please get in."
Shang Yang nodded slightly, turned around and asked Zhang Jun to go ahead, saying: "Mr. Zhang, please."
The middle-aged man who greeted him was secretly surprised, wondering who this person was? Why was Mr. Shang so polite to him? Naturally, he did not dare to neglect, and carefully invited General Zhang Jun to the car.
This was an extended version of a Rolls-Royce. The interior was so luxurious that it made Zhang Jun, a graduate with a grassroots background, look back. Sitting in the car, one could hardly feel the roar of the engine, which was extremely smooth.