The space under the abandoned mine was not very large, and now it was even more stretched with three people squeezed in. Having a secret discussion in such a dim environment felt a bit like an underground battle.
There were no outsiders present, and everyone present was a tomb robber, so the conversation was straight to the point.
I asked: "Sister Yu, were you responsible for the Baiyi Temple?"
Yao Yumen looked surprised and said how did you know.
I found cigarette butts from Inner Mongolia cigarettes in a cave on Qingyang Road before, and I knew...
This group of northerners came from Inner Mongolia.
Efficient, fast, bold and professional.
These people are by no means comparable to dabblers like me and Dou Sprout. They are a real organization.
I tentatively asked again: "Has the goods been released at White Horse Temple?"
Yao Yumen's face was calm and he said: "It's my uncle's intention. He has been having trouble recently and has a little money. In addition, our group of people have been waiting in Yinchuan for a long time, so I couldn't help but do it, but Mingta does
It's not as good as the Song Pagoda, and it's even worse than the Tang Pagoda. Fortunately, we shipped a pair of "Da Xuan", so we can just save money."
Anyway, Master Yao is no longer here. Let me tell you what happened back then.
The Baiyi Temple Pagoda was built in the fourth year of Chongzhen, that is, 1631 AD. It was first called Bai'an Temple. The Baiyi Temple was two hundred years earlier than the Pagoda. In other words, there was the Baiyi Temple first and then the Baiyi Pagoda.
The "Daxuan" in Sister Yu's mouth does not refer to the name Xiaoxuan. Daxuan refers to the blue and white porcelain from the Yongle and Xuande dynasties of the Ming Dynasty. Antique shops say that the Yongxuan family is not divided. As long as it is moneyless, it is called Sumali.
The blue and white porcelain fired with cyan cobalt is collectively called Daxuan. They got a pair of Xuande blue and white porcelain made by Van Gogh. These two small bowls should have been used to put butter, like Buddha headlamps.
There is a very small underground palace under the foundation of the Baiyi Temple Pagoda, with an area of less than ten square meters. There are two gilt-bronze Medicine Buddhas and a wooden prayer flag. These few small things add up to more than 100,000 yuan. If not
This pair of Vatican Daxuan bowls were sold at a high price, which was really not enough money for the effort.
At that time, Qingyang Road was opposite the Rabbit Farm, and there was a construction site. There was an abandoned well within the construction site that needed to be backfilled. Yao, the leader, spent money to buy the connections, and all the soil that came up from digging holes was buried in the well. After such operations,
Ordinary people can't even notice it.
As for the stolen hole, according to what I heard, it was not backfilled. In the next few years, Lanzhou carried out city reconstruction, and the stolen hole was dug out because of the construction deadline. In the end, the big problem was reduced to a small matter. Fortunately, it was reduced to a small matter.
Nothing happened to anyone.
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Towards evening, Sister Yu and the others left. When they left, he told me this:
"Yunfeng, you must remember that in the morning the day after tomorrow, you bury white flags from the mine, with the flags facing southwest, one every one kilometer, until 30 flags are inserted."
"You must hide it well. If things go well, someone will knock on the wooden board at the entrance of the cave the night after tomorrow, ten times in total. Then you ask him if he is here to visit. If he says yes, it is Liao Sanding. If he doesn't say anything,
Or if you say no, you must be extremely careful at this time, the other party may not be one of ours."
"Do you remember everything I said?"
I nodded in understanding, and then asked puzzledly: "What about Sister Yu? What will happen if Liao Sanding comes? What will we do if he doesn't come in the end?"
Sister Yu thought for a while and said: "If Liao Sanding comes, you just wait here."
"If you don't come, it proves that something went wrong in Wang Baotou's plan. You three must go back to Yinchuan and hide as soon as possible."
"Yunfeng, now we are just like playing football. There are coaches, goalkeepers, players, team doctors, substitutes, backups, etc. in a game. Wang Bantou is now like a forward who has a chance to shoot."
"You must pass the ball to him well."
"If the ball is scored, you will have the last laugh and take the trophy home."
"As for the camels you brought, my brother and I need to borrow them temporarily and will take care of them for you."
"There's going to be a war, cheer up."
After Sister Yu said these words, she left.
"What do you want to do with your head, Yunfeng?" Dou Sprout rubbed his face vigorously after Yao Yumen left.
I shook my head and said that I didn't know, so we could do whatever we were asked to do. After two days, we would put up a white flag as a road sign and then pick up Liao Sanding.
Dou Sprout said "Oh" and said nothing.
.....
The morning after two days.
"Is this okay, Fengzi?"
"No, you have to bury it deeper and expose a little bit of your head."
Dou Sprout pressed down again.
"That's it. Pile it tightly with sand."
I looked up at the bright sun and said, "Speed up, it's already half past noon and we haven't finished yet."
In this way, we walked about one kilometer and buried a white flag in the southwest direction. We were lucky enough that there was no strong wind in Alxa that day.
We finished this quickly and slowly. By the time we returned to the mine hut, it was already past 8 pm. We were sweating all over. Dou Sprout drank two bottles of water with no shirt and burped.
"Do you think Liao Sanding can come here? Fengzi."
"I don't know, but the small flag with red letters on the white background looks conspicuous at night. As long as he can see the flag we buried, he should be able to find it along the road."
We covered it with wooden boards when we came down. Now we are waiting and no one dares to sleep.
At 11 o'clock, 12 o'clock, and 1 o'clock, I take out my phone and check the time from time to time.
"Don't sleep!" I saw Dou Sprout's eyelids fighting.
Xiaoxuan yawned and shrank.
I was also very sleepy, so I forced myself to cheer myself up.
It was late at night, 3:30 in the morning.
"Ta! Ta-ta!"
Suddenly, someone knocked on the wooden board in the pit.
Late at night, the tapping sound was particularly harsh.
I remember Sister Yu’s instructions, no matter who is above, there will be no reply until I knock ten times.
.
Nine.
I don’t know if this person remembered it wrong, but he paused for a moment when he hit the ninth time.
My nervous palms were sweating.
"despair."
No more, no less, exactly ten times.
I immediately stood up and shouted: "Are you just visiting?"
Soon, a hoarse voice came.
"yes."
"Uncle Liao!" I said with joy, it was right!
The wooden board slowly moved away, and a flashlight shone right on me.
The person who came had gray hair and a face full of travel dust. He was none other than Liao Sanding and Liao Bo, who I had met once before.
With our help, Liao Sanding slowly slid down the rope with a big bag on his back.
"Is there water?" he asked first when he came down.
"Yes, yes," I hurriedly handed him a bottle of water.
Uncle Liao had chapped lips and sand on his head. He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a whole bottle of water.
"It's not enough and we still have more."
He waved his hands and muttered that that was enough.
"Uncle Liao, why are you here?" I asked the first question.
He patted the sand on his head, looked at me and said, "It's impossible not to come. Wang Xiansheng's price is very high. However, this place is so hard to find. If it weren't for those red and white flags along the way, I would never have done it."
I can’t find it here.”
At this time, Douyazai frowned and said: "Uncle Liao, aren't you a repairman? What, you came all the way here just to repair things?"
Liao Sanding rubbed his hands after hearing this, looked at Dou Sprout and said:
"Young man, you are only half right. Our old Liao family is not only good at repairing things."
"I can still make things."
"doing things?"
"What do we want you to do with your head?" Dou Sprout asked the old man curiously?
"Haha," Liao Sanding smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know what to do. I have to wait for Wang Xiansheng to bring the things over before I can decide."
Liao Sanding wasn't bragging. He said he was using whatever he wanted to do with it, relying on his inherited skills.
This person has a lot of background.
The great ancestor of Liao Sanding was named Liao Hong. He was a craftsman in the manufacturing office during the Qianlong and Yongzheng dynasties. Liao Hong was proficient in carpentry, blacksmithing, and handyman. His methods of imitating antiques were amazing. However, he was mute and could not speak, so although he was highly skilled
, but in the end he was unable to get an official position and worked as an antique craftsman in the manufacturing office for the rest of his life.
Emperor Qianlong loved antique things. At that time, the imperial kiln factory that Tang Ying was responsible for mainly imitated the five famous porcelain kilns of the Northern Song Dynasty. Liao Hong was in the manufacturing office to imitate antique bronzes, calligraphy and paintings, and jades. In the end, he wanted to have both spirit and form for Qianlong to enjoy.
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After Liao Hong's death, it was passed down for seven generations. During the Republic of China, the manufacturing office in the palace had long been disbanded, but the Liao family's craftsmanship continued. So Liao Sanding's grandfather, Liao Jia, went to Rongbaozhai to
Helping others to forge antiques, Rongbaozhai was able to rise at that time, and Liao Sanding's grandfather Liao Jia was indispensable. His imitations deceived the eyes of many experts, including Yue Bin, the king of counterfeiters.
Counterfeiting is tantamount to counterfeiting.
Today, an industrial chain has been formed.
Because I have been exposed to it, I know some cheating methods.
There are three main types of bronze counterfeiting.
The low-level ones use strong acid to bite them. If you encounter this kind of thing, just lick it with your tongue and you will know.
First, throw the bronze into the pit and vomit it for a month, then fish it out and bury it in the soil for a year. After a year, take it out and dry it until the smell disappears. The red spots and green embroidery on the bronze made by this method will look more like the real thing.
Yes, the way to identify it is to scrape it with a knife. The genuine ones are covered in bone-deep rust that has been buried for thousands of years and cannot be scraped off.
The advanced one is splicing, for example, two or three pieces of leftovers. Remove a leg here and an ear there. Finally, use special glue boiled in fish bladders to put them together and smear them with soil. They are very strong and are made of original leather.
The original rust, if done well, can't be seen by ordinary people.
Forgery of calligraphy and painting includes copying, printing, dyeing, and peeling off layers.
Peeling off the layers is the most powerful thing. You can't tell the authenticity from the fake. It means peeling off one layer of a painting and re-mounting it. In the end, one real painting becomes two real paintings. Most of the time, you can only consider yourself unlucky when you encounter this.
Jade counterfeiting.
Stamping, vomit pit, computer engraving, rough stone dyeing.
Porcelain counterfeiting.
Re-painting old colors, re-painting old ones, re-burning old ones, one-to-one computer stamping, making flint red, deliberately breaking them and then gilding the mouth of the package, etc., there are too many.
The counterfeiting method of Liao Sanding's family history is the most advanced of all the methods mentioned above.
I also realized it later.
This is a dangerous chess move with wild and unconstrained abilities.
The so-called pursuit of wealth and honor is risky.
Will it succeed in the end?
It also depends on what the head is brought out of Blackwater City.
