After getting out of the courtyard and arriving at the car driven by Xie Xuan, Miao Liuzhi looked at Qin Feng with a smile on his face and said, "I have been searching for that case for a long time, and apart from the Fang Duan Inkstone, I didn't see anything else."
What valuable thing is it?”
Although Miao Liuzhi has not known Qin Feng for a long time, he knows him very well. Qin Feng shouted "senior brother" just now, but he is definitely a person who can't afford to be early without benefit.
"Old Miao, you have wronged me."
Qin Feng said with an angry look: "I said it's not easy to look at Brother Ma. I just gave him an extra 200,000 yuan. What good things can he have on his table? It's just a bunch of broken inkstones, and you can't replace them if you take them out.
How much does it cost?”
"Okay, my old man hasn't mastered these tricks yet, so don't give me this one."
Miao Liuzhi curled his lips when he heard this, but he specializes in real estate. Miao Liuzhi doesn't know much about ancient inkstones, but he can't see any clues.
"That's right, Brother Feng, just tell me, considering the old man's virtue, if it's no good for you, why should you give him an extra two hundred thousand for nothing?"
Xie Xuan, who was driving, didn't know Qin Feng very well. As early as Qin Feng said that he asked Ma Yuetian to give the four treasures of the study, Xie Xuan's eyes never left the long case.
"You two..."
Qin Feng stared at the two of them, then waved his hands and said helplessly: "There is a good object in that pile of inkstones, but Brother Ma didn't see it..."
Just as Miao Liuzhi and Xie Xuan thought, Qin Feng originally just wanted to find a breakthrough by talking about calligraphy, get close to Ma Yuetian, and lower the house price.
But when Qin Feng was observing the Four Treasures of the Study, he discovered an inconspicuous inkstone.
This square inkstone is slightly larger than an adult's palm. It is green in color, with fine ribs and green and black crystal horn waves. It is hard and smooth in texture. The body of the inkstone is slender. The material should be Sheshi, a good material from Hui Province, which is commonly known as
Duan inkstone.
At that time, the square inkstone was placed sideways. Qin Feng discovered that there were many stone eye pillars on the back of the Taishi inkstone.
The so-called stone eyes refer to the "stone cores" that naturally grow on the inkstone like eyes. They are a unique feature of Duan inkstones. Due to the love of literati, Duan inkstones with stone eyes are very precious and rare.
In fact, although stone eyes are valuable, they have no benefit in spreading ink underneath, so the ancients did not value them. However, the world only values its appearance, and instead regards stone eyes as the most valuable stone eyes, which are often worth a sky-high price.
It stands to reason that the price of this Duan Inkstone should be much higher than that of the square dragon-shaped Duan Inkstone, but the craftsman of this ancient inkstone just carved out the stone eyes, and densely carved out nearly a hundred stone eye pillars.
As a result, the style of the entire inkstone has changed drastically, and it looks like a defective product due to a mistake in the carving process. I am afraid this is the main reason why Ma Yuetian threw it into the pile of inkstones and ignored it.
After listening to Qin Feng's explanation, the little fat man said with a dissatisfied look: "Brother Feng, according to you, the inkstone is not valuable? Why did you give up 200,000?"
"What do you know? That Fang Yan is a treasure!"
Qin Feng glanced at Xie Xuan angrily and said: "I see that the color of the inkstone on the inkstone is definitely an ancient inkstone from the Song Dynasty. And I have seen a painting before. The ancient inkstone held by the person in the painting is exactly the same as that
Just like a square inkstone..."
When Qin Feng followed Zai, he had seen an old catalog of ancient paintings. There was a picture of Su Dongpo playing with inkstones. The ancient inkstone on it was almost exactly the same as what Qin Feng had seen.
Literati in the Song Dynasty were fond of inkstones and left many good stories for future generations. Of course, the legends may be true or false.
However, when Su Shi was an official, he was demoted to Duanzhou. That was the place where Duan inkstones were produced. In addition, Su Dongpo was a great calligrapher and painter. Qin Feng felt that this square inkstone should be real.
The first value of antiques naturally lies in the word "ancient". It must be old and the thing must be high-quality. Only when these two are combined can it be called an antique.
In addition to these two points, if something has been recorded in history, its value will also increase exponentially. To say the least, it is like the traditional jade seal made by Heshi Bi. The value of that thing
It can't even be measured in terms of money.
To put it bluntly, it's like something used by ancient emperors and generals. As long as there are records in historical materials and the item is right, its value will immediately increase many times.
This is the reason for the bronze mirror that Qin Feng identified. The two broken bronze mirrors that were originally not valuable were given the legend of "the broken mirrors were reunited" by Qin Feng. Now, even if someone offers millions, Wei Hua will
They may not be willing to take action.
The same is true for that ancient inkstone. Qin Feng was able to find the relevant album catalog. There are also records of Dongpo playing with inkstones in historical materials. There are also Taishan Beidou in the literary and antique world like Mr. Qi. With a little work, a famous inkstone can be found.
All in the world.
The average Song inkstone in good condition at this time only costs 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, and the top quality inkstone does not cost more than 100,000 yuan.
But the ancient inkstone that Su Dongpo played with was worthless. It could be sold for three to five hundred thousand, and it was not uncommon for it to be worth one million. Therefore, Qin Feng would rather not give up the two hundred thousand, but also want to keep this square inkstone in his pocket.
"Master Qin, the old man is convinced."
After hearing Qin Feng's explanation, Miao Liuzhi sighed and said: "You are the real thief, you are obsessed with even an ancient inkstone, but you still have such a rhetoric
…”
The longer he stayed with Qin Feng, the more Miao Liuzhi could feel the depth of this young man. At the beginning, he was only proficient in the skills of the eight sects outside the martial arts world.
However, Qin Feng set up a demolition company and a locksmith company, and integrated He Jinlong and his disciples. After this series of combined punches, the two groups of people who were originally invisible now have a high-profile identity.
As for Qin Feng himself, he even bought the largest antique store in Panjiayuan, and his business was booming.
Miao Liuzhi had never seen anyone as good at dancing as Qin Feng in his whole life. Even his master Jiang Yishou was far inferior to Qin Feng.
"Old Miao, are you flattering me?"
Qin Feng shook his head with a smile and said: "I was born in a good time. Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, there is no need for us to make those unconscionable money. If it were before liberation, I would be far worse than you..."
Although Jianghu has never changed, the environment in which Jianghu is located has undergone earth-shaking changes. The old Jianghu rules taught by Zai are no longer feasible in modern times. Qin Feng is now groping and walking on his own
road.
"Master Qin, you are too humble."
Miao Liuzhi was very dissatisfied with Qin Feng's words and said: "If you were born in troubled times, you would definitely be a hero of the generation. It's a pity that these days there is no room for my generation to use..."
Thinking about the Liu-fingered Thief's reputation and those days of decisive killing, Miao Liuzhi couldn't help but look a little sad. People always like to remember the past when they get old, and Miao Liuzhi is no exception.
"Old Miao, don't think so much."
Looking at Miao Liuzhi's sad expression, Qin Feng said with a smile: "I think the internal mental skills you have practiced are excellent. You have been pampered in prison for half your life. There is no problem in living to be more than a hundred years old. If you want to show off your glory,
, you might as well open that locksmith company all over the country."
In modern times, martial arts are often used in performances and competitions to strengthen the body. However, before liberation, martial arts was called national martial arts and was a real killing technique.
The martial arts is generally divided into internal martial arts and external martial arts, but regardless of the martial arts of the internal martial arts, practicing it to the extreme can prolong life, and the body functions will age much slower than ordinary people.
Regardless of those who study martial arts, very few people get a good death. Firstly, because there are many enemies, they often die from swords and guns. Secondly, because the more powerful the martial arts are in the rivers and lakes, the more injuries they may suffer.
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Even minor injuries in youth can easily relapse in old age. This is like Zai, who has practiced martial arts to the top, but still failed to live beyond a hundred years old, because there were too many hidden diseases in the body.
Qin Feng took medicinal wine to treat the hidden dangers caused by practicing Bajiquan when he was young. He was afraid that hidden diseases would occur in old age, which would really kill his life.
As for Miao Liuzhi, he was a very lucky man. Although he had been involved in the market in his early years, he was only injured once at the hands of his senior brother Yanzi Li San and spent most of his life in prison. He actually healed himself.
Qin Feng once checked his pulse. Due to his long-term practice of internal energy and mental methods, Miao Liuzhi's internal organs were as strong as a young man. As long as there were no accidents, it would be easy to live over a hundred years old.
"Open locksmith companies all over the country?"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Miao Liuzhi laughed dumbly and said: "As I am now, I am almost an old fool. Mr. Qin, if you buy that house and give me a concierge, I will be very grateful..."
Already in his eighties, Miao Liuzhi has long given up the thought of fighting in the world. Now he just wants to spend his old age quietly and no longer cares about the rights and wrongs in the world.
"Old Miao, are you still confused? I'm afraid you were hiding something when you were negotiating the price just now, right?"
Qin Feng looked at Miao Liuzhi and laughed, and said: "Even if Ma Yuetian doesn't bargain, I think you are willing to buy it for two million. Is there anything in this?"
Qin Feng had long discovered that Miao Liuzhi had an unreasonable concern for the courtyard, but he never revealed it.
"Master Qin has really sharp eyesight. Can you even see this?"
Miao Liu pointed at Qin Feng and said: "The old man doesn't have two million. Even if he wants to buy it, it will be your money, Mr. Qin. But...this house really has something to say."
"What's the point?"
Qin Feng asked a little strangely. He also looked at the feng shui of the courtyard. It was a middle-class Yangzhai, but that didn't mean he wouldn't pay the price because of that, right?
"Master Qin, I wonder how much you know about Ma Xinyi?" Miao Liuzhi suddenly changed the topic and mentioned the ancestors of Ma Zhai.
"I don't know much about Ma Xinyi. I only know that he seems to have a high-level official position. If he is not posted outside, a minister in the study cannot escape if he enters the center of the imperial court."
Qin Feng frowned and recalled Ma Xinyi's past. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "Ma Xinyi seems to have made great achievements in suppressing the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. It is said that his death was also assassinated by Taiping Heavenly Kingdom soldiers..."
Although Qin Feng is familiar with the historical materials of past dynasties, there are too many people who have left their names in China for five thousand years, just like crucian carp crossing the river. It is remarkable that Qin Feng can remember so many things about Ma Xinyi.
