Xue Chen helped Wang Hongmei carry the drunk Luo Hai back to the room and put him on the bed. Luo Hai was still muttering "keep drinking", "I am happy today", "must drink to the fullest".
This made Xue Chen have to sigh in his heart. The charm of promotion is really too great, but it is normal to think about it. From elementary school to high school, in his eyes, the mayor of his town is a top leader.
Every time I come to the village, there are twenty or thirty people shouting in front of me. It's really impressive.
The director of the district health bureau has the same level as the town mayor. In the eyes of ordinary people, he can definitely be regarded as a big leader. Moreover, he is in charge of hospitals, clinics, food hygiene, etc. in an urban area. It is a real power department, and all related to catering.
Everyone in the entertainment industry depends on their appearance.
The leap from the office director of a cultural bureau to the director of a bureau is only half a level increase, but it is a qualitative change.
Wang Hongmei wiped her man's face with slippers, muttering about drinking so much, and with a smile on her face, she ordered Luo Bing to send Xue Chen downstairs.
Xue Chen and Luo Bing went downstairs one after another and stood in front of the corridor.
"There's no need to send him off. I'll just go there myself. You can go up and have a rest." Xue Chen turned around and looked at Luo Bing in front of her. She was shrouded in the faint white light of the street lamp, as if she was covered with a layer of white gauze.
, the more prominent radiant white skin reminded him of Dong Zhu, the favorite of the Qing court, who was smooth and flawless.
"My father has been saying it at home many times in the past two years, saying that it is impossible to be promoted to a full-time major before retirement. My ears are getting calluses when I hear it. Fortunately, I can finally be clean now. Xue Chen, thank you.
"
Seeing Luo Bing thanking him, Xue Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and wanted to explain, but when he thought that he had said it several times and no one believed him, he had no motivation to explain anymore. Let's wait until the investigation is clear.
Just when he was thinking about where to start investigating and understanding, Luo Bing took a step forward and kissed the corner of his mouth. He stayed there for a few seconds, bringing a soft, warm and wonderful touch, and then she
Blushing slightly, he pushed away two steps, waved his hands, turned around and walked back to the corridor.
He reached out and touched the corner of his mouth that was still warm, sighed, and became even more confused in his heart. Who did good deeds not only without leaving his name, but also left his name, Xue Chen?
Xue Chen originally decided to find out about Luo Hai's promotion the next day, but at around nine o'clock, Wang Dong suddenly called him and told him in a very excited tone that he had found a treasure.
He was driving to the city and asked Wang Dong to explain clearly what treasure he had picked up.
"Just now, about half an hour ago, a man came to our store carrying a bag and said he wanted to sell an old object. I asked him to take it out, and it turned out to be an inkstone."
"Inkstone? What inkstone?" Xue Chen asked.
"Guess!" Wang Dong giggled, "You wouldn't even guess it in your dreams!"
"Since you think I can't guess, then let me guess." Xue Chen was speechless. From ancient times to the present, there are many types of inkstones, including Duan stone, She stone, Taohe stone, and Chengni stone. This is
Four famous inkstones.
In addition, there are Xu Gong Inkstone, Yishui Inkstone, Songhua Stone, Red Silk Stone, and Chrysanthemum Stone. According to the material, they are also divided into jade inkstone, tile inkstone, lacquered sand inkstone, iron inkstone, and porcelain inkstone. The number is countless. If you want to
Guess it, how is it possible?
"Okay, let me narrow it down for you. It's an tile inkstone. Let me guess this time. It's a very precious tile inkstone." Wang Dong continued to laugh, as if he wanted to squander all his life's laughter on today.
Once you laugh, you can feel how he is feeling at the moment. It doesn’t look any worse than the excitement of getting married.
"Haha, Qin bricks and Han tiles cannot be bronze tiles and inkstones." Xue Chen said nonchalantly.
"Oh, let's go, Lao Xue, you are really awesome. You have guessed all this. Yes, it is the Tongque Wa Yan, the originator of Wa Inkstone!" Suddenly there was a pop from over there, and then there was another burst of giggles, "
I was so excited just now that I fell off the chair, did you hear it? It was Tongque Wayan!"
"Tongque tile inkstone?"
It is said that after Cao Cao got sick and killed the Yuan brothers, he stayed in Yecheng at night. Suddenly, a bright fire like a blazing fire appeared outside the window in the middle of the night. Then the next day, he dug out a bronze bird from the soil, and then
Feeling that this was a sign, he was so happy that he built a Bronze Bird Tower in Yecheng, where the water was rising, so that he could first judge the merits of the world by himself.
According to records, the Tongque Tower is ten feet high and has more than a hundred rooms. There are too many famous people in history who have written poems about the Tongque Tower.
The most famous one is Du Mu's poem "Red Cliff", "The broken halberd sinks in the sand and the iron is not sold, it will be washed away and recognized by the past. The east wind does not agree with Zhou Lang, and the bronze bird spring locks two Qiao deeply."
As for the tile inkstones made from the Tongque Terrace, you can imagine how precious they are. Not to mention the historical status of the Tongque Terrace, it is said to be nearly a thousand years old, and the Tongque Terrace was almost completely destroyed in the late Ming Dynasty.
It's more than three hundred years ago.
It can be said that there are very few Tongquetai tile inkstones on the market, and there are not even many fakes. Moreover, most of them are basically imitations from later generations. They are somewhat similar in nature to Xuande furnaces because there are so few genuine ones.
, and people of later generations liked it, so there were imitations in every dynasty.
"What kind of tile inkstone looks like?" Xue Chen asked.
"You'll know when you come. I can't explain it clearly on the phone. I think it must be a good thing."
"how much did you spend?"
"fifty thousand!"
Wang Dong said these two words with great excitement.
"fifty thousand?"
Xue Chen stopped talking and drove straight to the antique store.
When he parked the car and entered the store, the two clerks nodded and said hello, and he went straight upstairs. As soon as he arrived in the living room on the second floor, he saw Wang Dong looking down at a piece of tile inkstone placed on the coffee table.
"Old Xue, come here and see if this is a treasure!"
Xue Chen went over and sat down. He first took a look at the appearance of the tile inkstone. It was rectangular and slightly concave downwards, like a cylinder cut in half. It was officially a tile, and the overall color was dark black.
, there are grid-like traces on it, as well as traces left by history on it, such as native flowers, moss spots, and clear colors.
On the inside of the depression of the tile, the words "15th year of Jian'an" are engraved, and an oval-shaped pit is polished on the raised side of the tile, which is the place for grinding ink.
He held the inkstone in his hand. It was tight, heavy, and cool to the touch. He stroked the surface of the inkstone with his fingertips.
"Old Xue, what do you think of this tile inkstone? I don't understand it very well, but I think that fifty thousand yuan is nothing even if I lose it. But when I saw it, I felt that this thing was wrong.
No!" Wang Dong said confidently.
Xue Chen has rarely seen Tongque tile inkstones. It is really too rare and difficult to see. Of course, if the tourism of Tongquetai ruins is lost, you can see them in large numbers. The local area has been developed into a tourist product.
He did not directly use the ability of Jade Eyes, but made a judgment based on his own experience and looked at the various scars on it. They were all traces of time and were also the most direct way to identify an antique.
He carefully looked at the stains on it, trying to find out if there were any modern craftsmanship, and at the same time, he went through the various old-fashioned methods that he would master one by one.
"What's going on, Lao Xue, do you understand? I have great confidence." Wang Dong scratched his head anxiously.
Xue Chen looked carefully and made sure that he did not find any traces of modern imitation and distress. Then he used his ability and his eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of suspicion.
"You bought the right one. This should be a Tongque Terrace inkstone, made in the middle of the Tang Dynasty." In the Tang Dynasty, the Tongque Terrace was still standing there relatively intact, but the tiles on it must have been changed due to historical reasons.
There are a lot of tiles from the Jian'an period that can be saved, and there are relatively few tiles from the Jian'an period.
So at that time, the Tongquewa Inkstone was already a relatively precious thing. Although it is not rare on the market, many literati wanted to collect one but could not. There is no doubt that the number of Tongquewa Inkstone in the prosperous Tang Dynasty was
the most.
When he put the inkstone back on the coffee table and gave the answer, Wang Dong covered his left chest with one hand, as if he couldn't bear the stimulation, and his fat cheeks and lips trembled.
"I knew it, I knew it! Ah, haha, great!"
But there was not much excitement on Xue Chen's face, and he asked how he got this bronze bird tile inkstone.
After a while, Wang Dong managed to calm down, his face turned red with excitement, and when he talked about what happened all morning, a man walked into the store, took out this bronze bird tile inkstone, and said he wanted to sell it.
"At that time, I didn't even think about the bronze bird tile inkstone at first sight. It was only after I saw the words "Fifty Years of Jian'an" on it that I realized it was possible. But who knows if it is a fake, but looking inside and out,
I checked it over again, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt it was a good thing. When I discussed the price with that person, he directly offered a price of 50,000 yuan. I gritted my teeth and bought it. Even if I missed it, I would pay for it.
Just fifty thousand."
"Hehe, now it seems that my eyes are not bad, my luck is not bad, she is actually a real treasure."
Wang Dong's squinted eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and his nose was filled with snot bubbles.
But Xue Chen felt that something was wrong with this matter. It sounded too simple, right? A man took a precious copper bird tile inkstone, directly asked for 50,000, and just concluded the deal casually?
What is the difference between 50,000 yuan and the real value of this mid-Tang Dynasty bronze bird tile inkstone? Although there is no clear international auction record for the mid-Tang Dynasty bronze bird tile inkstone, it is at least 18 million. (Unfinished)