Duan inkstone has beautiful stone quality, is silent when grinding ink, does not consume water when storing water, is greasy but not slippery, and does not damage any hair when ink is produced, so it was widely popular in the Tang Dynasty.
The stone in his hand was the Duanxi Stone, and with all its features pointing to the Tang Dynasty, Li Yiyang was 100% sure that this was the inkstone he was looking for.
The reason why he couldn't recognize it at a glance was because in his last life, he didn't see this square inkstone with his own eyes, but only heard about it.
Later, a treasure hunter sold it to a wealthy businessman who loved collecting for a high price of 800,000, and no one has seen its true appearance since then.
"Sir, how do you like it?" The shop owner looked a little impatient when he saw Li Yiyang staring at an inkstone!
Even if he fell in love with this thing, he wouldn't be able to make a lot of money, and he didn't have the time to waste time with him.
Li Yiyang looked at the boss and asked: "I want it, how much does it cost?"
"The price is five hundred, take it if you want it!"
As soon as the boss finished speaking, Wen Xiaohui said hurriedly: "Boss, the inkstone is fake at first glance, and you said it yourself. Others didn't want to give it to you. Is five hundred too much?"
“This thing has been in my store for so long, doesn’t it need to take up space?
If you think it's expensive, don't buy it, I'm not forcing you to buy or sell!" the boss said angrily.
Wen Xiaohui wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Li Yiyang: "Okay, five hundred is five hundred, wrap it up for me, be careful not to break it."
"Okay, because you are so honest, I will give you another Qing Dynasty writing brush. This is made of bamboo tubes. The emperor personally used the imperial brush. It is priceless!" the shop owner said while taking it.
He picked up a writing brush and put it into the box together with the inkstone.
Even if Li Yiyang heard this, even a fool would not believe it.
On the other hand, An An, Tong Yanwuji, said: "Uncle, you are lying. Why would you give away the pen used by the emperor?"
The boss looked at An An's righteous words and looked a little embarrassed: "Kid, uncle didn't lie.
This brush is indeed made after the emperor's brush. Although it is not from the same era, it is more useful than the emperor's brush!"
"Humph, I don't believe it!" An An crossed her arms over her chest, looking like a little adult.
Li Yiyang said softly: "An An, don't be so rude!"
An An then put down her hands and became a good girl. She still listened to her father's words.
Li Yiyang then scanned the QR code with his mobile phone to pay, and then left the antique store with his wife and children.
As soon as she walked out, Wen Xiaohui couldn't help complaining: "The inkstone you bought is dirty and looks like the kind of thing that others don't want. If you buy this as a gift to my dad, you might as well buy the one in front of me."
Those ones."
"Honey, this thing is a Duan Inkstone from the Tang Dynasty. The price is more expensive than everything in his shop put together!" Li Yiyang explained with a smile.
However, Wen Xiaohui didn't believe it: "Who are you kidding? This is what my boss does, and he doesn't even recognize it. How can a layman like you see it?
Don't think that because my dad doesn't understand antiques, you can fool him casually. If he finds out about this and you buy him a fake inkstone as a gift, he will definitely be angry."
Li Yiyang knew that Wen Xiaohui wouldn't believe anything he said, after all, she couldn't tell the truth from the lies.
He said: "In a while, let's buy a few more bottles of good wine and a few good cigarettes for Dad. He won't be unhappy, right?"
"Okay, but you are not allowed to tell him when the time comes that this is a Duan inkstone from the Tang Dynasty. If he takes it for appraisal and finds out that it is a fake, it will be bad." Wen Xiaohui warned uneasily.
She was afraid that Li Yiyang would deliberately exaggerate to make the old man happy in order to ease the relationship with his father.
After all, Li Yiyang is really capable of bragging sometimes.
But men all like to brag, so she doesn't care.
I'm just afraid that if my braggadocio is exposed, it won't look good.
Li Yiyang nodded: "Okay, don't say anything. Let's go buy cigarettes and alcohol. We will buy some nutritional supplements for our mother later."
Then they rode their electric scooters to a large shopping mall with everything in it.
They first went to the underground supermarket and bought several boxes of nutritional supplements for their mother-in-law, as well as a set of skin care products worth more than 3,000 yuan.
Everyone has a love for beauty. The older a person reaches a certain age, the more they should pay attention to skin care.
Wen Xiaohui had no objections to what Li Yiyang bought.
Then I picked up two sticks of Zhonghua cigarettes and two bottles of Maotai from the front desk.
After settling the bill, Li Yiyang deposited everything.
Wen Xiaohui was a little puzzled by Li Yiyang's behavior: "Didn't we all buy it?"
"Their things have been bought, but yours have not been bought yet." After Li Yiyang said that, he took her and An An's hands and came to a branded women's clothing store.
The clothes in this store are very expensive. As soon as Wen Xiaohui walked to the door, she knew Li Yiyang's intention and said quickly: "I have clothes to wear, no need to buy them!"
"Your clothes are all old styles from a few years ago. I threw them away when I went back. I'll buy you new ones," Li Yiyang said.
Wen Xiaohui shook her head: "There is no need to buy it in this store. I know a place where the clothes are of good quality and not expensive!"
In her opinion, clothes are all the same, as long as they are comfortable to wear, there is no need to buy expensive ones.
"Honey, we are rich, why can't we enjoy the life of rich people?
This is the first time I’ve bought you clothes since I got married, so I hope you won’t refuse.”
Li Yiyang said so, what reason could Wen Xiaohui have for refusing? She nodded lightly.
Walking into the Valentino store, Wen Xiaohui's heart beat faster. She knew that this brand was worn by many celebrities, or by some famous ladies.
Ordinary people wouldn't have the courage to set foot here. If Li Yiyang hadn't been holding her hand, she wouldn't have dared to move, and she was even more afraid that her hands would dirty the clothes here.
Li Yiyang could feel her nervousness and said softly: "Don't be afraid, we don't have money to buy it. Let's try whatever we like."
Wen Xiaohui nodded, but she was still a little nervous. The cheapest clothes here cost seven to eight thousand, and the most expensive ones ranged from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.
She didn't dare to try it casually. If it got dirty or damaged, she would have to buy it at the original price.
There were three staff members in the store, and two of them saw Li Yiyang and the others and chose to ignore them.
They have done so much in this industry, and you can tell at a glance who can afford it and who can't.
What's more, this family of three wears clothes made of low-quality materials, so how can they afford the clothes in their store.
I just came in because I wanted to see the world, or else it was just to satisfy my false self-esteem.
The other person had his back to Li Yiyang, so he didn't notice them coming in.
Until Li Yiyang picked up a fruit green waist-length knee-length dress and asked: "Does this dress have my wife's size?"
After hearing this, the two people rolled their eyes, and one of them said: "Sir, don't you understand how expensive the brands in our store are?
I think you are in the wrong place, the clothes here are not suitable for you."
Li Yiyang frowned: "I asked you if my wife can wear this dress. Why are you pulling so much?"