Master of Rebirth

Looking at the bowl in Dong Jue's hand, the old man squinted his eyes for a while before saying, "Guest officer, where did you get this bowl?"

"Over there." Dong Jue pointed to the corner of the cabinet.

The old man said: "I used to put pickles in this bowl. I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect to put it there."

After hearing this, Dong Jue instantly understood what it meant to be blind and reckless.

The old man continued: "This bowl is worthless, the guest officer should look at other things."

"I just like this bowl, Sujing." Dong Jue said with a smile: "Does the old man still have this kind of bowl with pickles? I want to buy it back together."

The old man looked at Dong Jue with cloudy eyes, as if looking at a fool, "This is the bowl, if you want, just leave some money."

"It's easy to say." Dong Jue put ten taels of silver on the counter very readily.

The old man looked up at Dong Jue again, as if looking at a huge fool.

Wang Qi smiled and said, "Old man, my friend is here to buy paintings. Do you have paintings here?"

"Painting?" The old man shook his head and said, "I only sell porcelain here, not paintings."

Wang Qi said patiently: "Any kind of painting is fine. If you have one, please show it to us."

The old man thought for a while, and then said: "There is a painting hanging in my room. If you want it, I can sell it to you."

"Then please take it out." Dong Jue said hastily.

The old man took the ten taels of silver, and then tremblingly entered the back room.

Seeing the figure of the old man disappear, Dong Jue said excitedly: "Brother Qiongju, you got a great deal this time. This bowl is probably made of secret color porcelain."

"You can see it too." Wang Qiyun said calmly.

Dong Jue's voice couldn't hide surprise: "That's natural. I'm not old and dim-sighted, so I can see it naturally. If this bowl is genuine, then it will make a lot of money. In the past few months, no, within this year, Brother, don’t even think about scolding me badly.”

The books in Wang Qi's study have a rich history, and Zhao Aman has seen the introduction of "Secret Color Porcelain" in it, and knows a little about it.It is said that the color of the secret color porcelain is very beautiful, like thin ice dragging blue clouds, and tender lotus holding dew.Lu Guimeng, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem "Secret Colors Yue Qi", describing the beauty of secret color porcelain with "the wind and dew in nine autumns will open the kiln and win the emerald colors of thousands of peaks".

As for why it is called secret color porcelain, there is a saying that the glaze for making secret color porcelain is kept secret, so it is called "secret color".There is also a saying that the secret color porcelain is dyed with a plant called "secret grass" in the south, and its color is green, also known as "thousand peak green color".

The production process of secret color porcelain is complicated, and it is usually specially used to pay tribute to the royal family, and ordinary people have no right to use it.Today, the production method of secret color porcelain has long been lost, and the finished products circulating on the market are even rarer and very precious.If this bowl is really secret color porcelain, the value can be imagined.

Thinking that Dong Jue had exchanged only ten taels of silver for a priceless and rare treasure from this poor old man, Zhao Aman suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.He saw the smug look on Dong Jue's face, but Wang Qi was indifferent, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with cheating such a poor old man, Zhao Aman suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.Turning to think that Wang Qi is also a businessman who is ungrateful for profit, Zhao Aman's heart is even more uncomfortable.Wang Qi obviously read the books of sages and sages and understands all the truths, so why does he want to be a villain in vain?

The three of them waited for two sticks of incense before the old man came out with a painting in his arms.

Seeing that the size of the painting seemed to be quite large, Dong Jue couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly helped the old man and took the painting.

When he opened it, he was immediately disappointed.This is a picture of a fine-painted beauty, with average painting skills and clumsy brushwork. Looking at the paper, it should be within ten years.

"This painting has been with me for ten years, and I have feelings for it. If it is not really short of money, I will not sell it." The old man said: "If you two young masters like it, you can take ten taels of silver."

Zhao Aman didn't look at the painting, so naturally he didn't pay attention to the disappointment in Dong Jue's eyes. He thought the painting was some kind of antique and didn't want the old man to continue to suffer, so he hurriedly said, "Since this painting has been with you for so many years, you should let him continue with you."

Dong Jue smiled and said, "Yes, you can keep this painting for yourself. No matter what, it has been with you for so many years, so it would be a shame to sell it."

The old man showed a wry smile, and said: "As soon as I have a widowed old man who is unknown today, it would be nice to have something to eat while I was alive. There is nothing I can't bear to part with. It’s not worth a lot of money. To tell you the truth, life is hard now, if I can exchange more money, I can save some money for the coffin, and go to the countryside to buy a few acres of land for the elderly.”

Hearing the distressed voice of the old man and looking at his old face, Zhao Aman felt even more uncomfortable, and complained a little bit towards Wang Qi.The old man is already so pitiful, how can you have the heart to lie to him about his valuables.If there is that porcelain bowl, the old man will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

"Old man, we want this painting. It's ten taels of silver." Wang Qi took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve, put it on the table, and asked, "Apart from paintings, do you have anything else here? Like a copybook or something."

The old man said: "If the guest officer wants to buy calligraphy and painting or something, go out and turn left. After a short walk, you will see many facades, all of which are for calligraphy and painting."

Zhao Aman didn't want the old man to continue buying priceless treasures to the two of them, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, son, let's go look elsewhere."

Ignoring Zhao Aman, Wang Qi smiled and fooled: "We just don't want to go in, it would be better if we can buy everything from you."

Since it's a free door-to-door business, there is no reason to push it out. The old man thought for a while and said, "There seems to be some, but they are all from many years ago. I will go in and look for them."

"Brother Qiongju, you have a picture, but you don't know it. You can draw and write for a while, what do you want?" After the old man disappeared, Dong Jue tugged at the picture of the beauty, and said with disgust: "That's it. Painting, one tael of silver is not worth it, if you still spend ten taels, your brain will be kicked by a donkey."

Seeing that the painting was worthless, Zhao Aman was relieved.But he didn't think Wang Qi would make a loss-making business, and there must be other intentions in doing so.

After hearing Dong Jue's questioning, Wang Qi just smiled wryly. In his last life, he accidentally heard Zhang Chuang say that he got a treasure in this Babaofang.But Zhang Chuang didn't make it clear whether it was calligraphy or painting, so he naturally didn't know.

Although I can't figure it out, anyway, I have already got a secret color porcelain this trip, so it is not in vain.Wang Qi said to Dong Jue calmly: "I'm called spreading the net to confuse the public. Just watch it, and you'll know it in a while."

Looking at his calm face, with a confident look, although the doubts in Dong Jue's stomach had already risen to the top of his head, he still tried his best to suppress it.

After nearly two sticks of incense, the old man finally came back.

Seeing the old man holding a large stack of copybooks, Zhao Aman couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly walked over to take the copybooks.

"It's all here, the guest officer will watch and choose." The old man was really tired, and he sat down on the bench slowly.

Dong Jue flipped through the same dusty copybooks, they were all ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary.

Wang Qi also looked through a few books, but found nothing special.He couldn't help thinking: "Could it be that the secret porcelain that Zhang Chuang found here in the last life? Then why did he subconsciously think it was calligraphy and painting? No, there must be other strange things."

Thinking of this, Wang Qi flipped through a few more copybooks, but unfortunately she still found nothing.Just when he was about to give up, something fell from the copybook. It seemed that someone should have caught it.

Seeing that Wang Qi wanted to pick up the rag, Zhao Aman quickly bent down to pick it up and handed it to him.

Wang Qi looked at it, and it was a piece of yellowed silk, with a line of words written on it profusely, "Duck head balls, so it is not good. It will be collected tomorrow, and I will meet you."

This character is skillful in brushwork, vigorous and agile in strokes, loose in wind and spirit, relatively straight in horizontal and vertical directions, and extended in circles and outwards. Charming, beautiful and unrestrained cursive calligraphy.

Wang Qi watched it many times and couldn't help smiling.He put the silk back into the copybook calmly and said, "Do we want all of these?"

"Ah?" Dong Jue, who had been busy searching, opened his mouth wide in surprise, not knowing where he came suddenly.

Wang Qi said: "The old man can make a price."

"These are useless things, and they are not worth a lot of money. If you want them, you can just give them." The old man said.

Seeing that the old man was so poor that he couldn't get rid of the pot, he was so honest and didn't covet a penny at all, Zhao Aman despised Wang Qi and Dong Jue's hypocrisy even more.

Knowing that Wang Qi would not show kindness to buy these copybooks, which would definitely be profitable, Zhao Aman couldn't help persuading him: "Grandpa, don't say that, maybe there is something precious in this copybook, you can't see it." come out."

What he said was a little obvious, Wang Qi couldn't help but glance at Zhao Aman.

The old man smiled and said: "These things have been in my hands for so many years, and they have never been worth a penny. If there are any valuable things, they are also a waste in my hands. It is better to give them to those who know the goods. To tell you the truth, my The store has been out of business for a long time. Unfortunately, the things in the store can't be exchanged for much, and now I can't even pay the rent of the shop. Several guest officials show pity, if they give some more money, it will be enough for me to go to the countryside to retire. "

Wang Qi smiled and said: "Since meeting is fate, I will buy these for 30 taels of silver, and you can keep them well. Although 30 taels is not much, it should be enough for you to leave this place of right and wrong and live elsewhere. "

"Then I would like to thank this son." The old man said.

Wang Qi looked at Dong Jue and said, "Take the money."

Dong Jue was naturally unwilling, and dragged Wang Qi and said, "Let's think about it again."

"Take the money." Wang Qi said firmly.

Seeing Wang Qi's insistence, Dong Jue couldn't object in front of outsiders, so he could only pay the money sullenly.I thought to myself, although it is very unpleasant to sell a pile of junk for 30 taels of silver, but at least it is supported by the secret color porcelain, so it is considered a good deed.

Said that they bought all of them, and Wang Qi couldn't drag a lot of junk to cause trouble for himself, so he randomly picked up a few books and let Zhao A take them to the carriage, and then left.

On the way back, Dong Jue said puzzledly: "Brother Qiongju, why are you insisting on buying those rags? I don't feel sorry for Yinzi, nor do I have sympathy. If you think the old man is pitiful, just give him the money. Why bother?" Make it so troublesome?"

"Brother Wushuang, please be safe and don't be impatient. There are many people here. I will tell you the details when I get back." Wang Qi said with a smile.

Although he racked his brains, he couldn't think of any mystery in those rags, but seeing that Wang Qi seemed to have a plan, Dong Jue shut his mouth honestly, thinking about going back to listen to his explanation.

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The author has something to say:

I have watched a documentary on Station B called "The Treasure of Famen", which tells the story that the archaeological team of our country discovered a legendary treasure house of the Tang Dynasty in the 8s and 90s, just under a tower base.In addition to introducing the secret color porcelain, it also talks about Buddha bone relics and many cultural relics. It is very beautiful. If you are interested, you can go and see it.