The rise began in the seventies!

The inkstone is from She County.

It is also called Longwei Inkstone.

The color is like green clouds, and the sound is a bit like gold and stone.

The sound is moist like jade.

The ink is gorgeous.

Many literati like to use She County's She Inkstone.

Inkstones generally have a very strong humanistic atmosphere.

But obviously the old man didn't know what was going on. He just threw the inkstone on the window and used it as a stone to press the window.

"Stones can also be valuable?"

The old man was stunned.

"Of course"

"As long as I like it, I can buy it."

Ye Zhao said with a smile.

This kind of thing, as long as someone likes it, is definitely worth a lot of money.

The old man was very happy.

He gave the inkstone to Ye Zhao directly.

Ye Zhao also happily gave the money.

"Take a look, if there is anything you like, I can give it to you."

The old man said.

Ye Zhao didn't take it seriously.

It was good enough for a family to have one or two.

But what surprised Ye Zhao was that he found three more in the old man's house.

"Father-in-law, your ancestors used to live in the capital, right?"

Ye Zhao asked with a smile.

"Hey, good eyesight, bro."

"At that time, our family did come from the imperial capital."

"Our family was also a prominent family at that time."

The old man was also a little emotional.

Ye Zhao nodded, and understood.

This old man must have been very wealthy in the past.

He belonged to a branch of the old and young.

It was just because of the times that they were expelled back to Bingcheng.

When they arrived in this Manchu town, it was probably only these few things that could prove their past.

A total of fifty yuan was given to the old man.

The two of them were very happy and felt that they had made a profit.

Moreover, the old man's family affairs.

A vegetable jar, a stone for pressing the window, could be sold for money.

Soon spread in the village.

Ye Zhao was still strolling in the village.

But some people had already come up to ask Ye Zhao tentatively.

"Brother Ye, I heard that you are still buying stones?"

"I have a jar at home, do you think it is valuable?"

"I guarantee this is good. Come to my house and make a couple of them. I'll show them to you."

Several people were asking Ye Zhao.

Some people in the distance didn't come over for the time being.

It wasn't because they didn't believe Ye Zhao would pay for the stone.

They just thought that Brother Ye, who was showing the movie, might have too much money.

"I came from the city and I have no place to put my money."

"I've been to the city, too. I went to Ice City in the 1960s, and I've never seen anyone spend so much money."

"I don't understand these young people."

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand, as long as he gives me money, I remember there is something in my house, I heard it's been around for many years, let's see if I can exchange it for money."

Those people were still asking, but they had already started to act.

Ye Zhao stood at the entrance of the village, and many villagers came over with things in their hands.

"Brother Ye, can you help me take a look?"

"My child needs to go to school, it would be great if he can pay me back."

"My child's father is sick and needs help urgently."

They surrounded Ye Zhao with expectant expressions.

"Don't worry, come one by one, I can take away anything I like."

"Don't try to trick me with something."

"My eyes are still good at seeing things."

"Besides, I don't want everything, I just want old things with years."

Ye Zhao said with a smile standing at the entrance of the village.

Some people were embarrassed for a moment.

Don't take the village name for simplicity.

Simplicity is a characteristic.

At the same time, they also have the wisdom and cunning of ordinary people.

If they can cheat money from Ye Zhao, they will definitely not let go of this opportunity.

After being exposed, many people were embarrassed to stay.

But some people still have a certain fluke.

These people are not fools who don't understand anything.

Everyone knows that there is no gain without profit.

Ye Zhao spent money to buy these things, they must be valuable.

Or they have their own use.

Ye Zhao also explained that he wanted old things.

Aren't they antiques?

Maybe they are worth a little money.

The key is that no one dared to take them at this time.

Only Ye Zhao would accept them.

How could he think about the future?

Ye Zhao asked people to line up and look at them one by one.

If they think they are good, they will pay on the spot.

If you think it's not good enough, just let them go.

Naturally, some people are happy.

Some people are very depressed. Some are furious.

But

Ye Zhao's identity is here. He is a projectionist.

And there are already a group of vested interests.

They will say something good about Ye Zhao.

Naturally, there will be no trouble.

After a morning of picking and choosing, he bought more than 30 pieces.

I have to say that these old and young people in the village have a lot of good goods.

This is just a small village.

You know, in the Kaoshan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, there are only 30 pieces in a township.

No matter if they got the money or not.

Finally, they gradually dispersed.

When the people dispersed, Ye Zhao was ready to go back.

At this time, an old man with a cane.

His whole body was in a mess, and there was a hole in his torn jacket.

The patch couldn't be patched.

There were also a few messy straws stuck on his body.

"Porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, inkstone from the Yuan Dynasty"

"This is a table from the Jiaqing period."

The old man walked over slowly.

As he walked, he became familiar with everything.

Ye Zhao paused and looked at the old man in surprise.

He is an expert.

""My father-in-law has good eyesight."

Ye Zhao smiled.

But he was not panicked at all.

There are experts in Manchu Town, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

"I am sixty-eight this year. When I was born, the Qing Dynasty had not yet ended."

"I've had a few good days and seen some things."

The old man said slowly and with a smile.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Zhao asked him why he came.

"You don't have to worry about anything else. I've been knocked down many times."

"If I speak out now, no one will believe me."

"However, let me add one more thing, young man, can you really get out with these things?"

The old man sighed and shook his head.

"Just because you can't go out now doesn't mean you can't go out in the future."

Ye Zhao said

"You are right. I wonder if I can still see it.

The old man was not optimistic.

"Since you want to take it, I have something here too."

The old man lowered his head and took off his coat.

He grabbed a thread and pulled it hard, and directly pulled the coat open.

Ye Zhao's eyes were sharp. The old man actually had silk inside.

Good thing, it was hidden deep enough.

At this time, the old man took out a small scroll.

After unfolding it, it was a painting of a chicken.

There was an inscription on the side.

Below was the signature.

The only one in the world!

The seal was a gourd seal.

The seal was engraved with the words"Imperial Pen".

Ye Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, and he could tell the authenticity at a glance.