Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

  Chapter 407 Tricolor Horse

  Seeing her excited and dancing, Li Mo secretly sighed, even a Xueba will become irrational when he meets a big star like Si Rui.

   "Student Tang Xin, are you going to show me the way back?"

   "Yes, we will talk when we get home."

  The car drove forward under her guidance.

"Miss Si Rui, many people in our village like your TV series. The Republic of China spy drama "Tracking" was recently rebroadcasted. You acted so well. If they know that a big star like you has come to my house, the whole village will It will be a sensation. Can I take a few photos with you when I get home? Don’t worry, I just keep it for myself and won’t show it for publicity.”

   "Yes." Qin Sirui nodded with a smile.

   "Student Tang Xin, why do I suddenly feel sour in my heart? It stands to reason that you should flatter me. Why are you more enthusiastic about Si Rui?"

   Li Mo said jokingly.

  Tang Xin was stunned for a moment before saying, "Because Miss Si Rui is a big star."

   This answer was so perfect that Li Mo was speechless.

   "But Mr. Li, why are you and Miss Si Rui together?"

  Women really have a gossip heart.

   "We are very good friends. When she heard that I was coming to Sichuan, she wanted to see the national treasure giant panda, so she came with me."

   "So that's how it is. It's not too far to go to the Giant Panda Base. But our Zidadi is also a good place to travel. Our village has already been developed into an ethnic village. Now it's winter vacation, and there are more tourists every day."

   She doesn't need to say more, Li Mo has already seen the buildings with different styles through the car window, and there are pedestrians wearing different clothes coming and going on the road.

  The car drove for about ten minutes, and stopped at the parking lot at the entrance of the village under Tang Xin's guidance.

   "There are quite a lot of tourists."

  Li Mo looked around at the tourist buses, listening to different ethnic accents, he suddenly felt as if he had come to another world.

   "Student Tang Xin, are you an ethnic minority?"

   "I am of the Han nationality, but there are several ethnic minority villages nearby. After so many years of integration, the current big family has been formed. Mr. Li, my family is in the ethnic village, follow me.

  The ethnic village is divided into two by a small river. There are two-meter-wide concrete roads on both sides of the river, and the roadsides are full of ethnic minority-style buildings. Tang Xin's family opened a spicy stewed vegetable shop in Minzu Village. She walked through the shop and entered a small courtyard through the back door. She and her family lived in a small two-story building in the backyard.

   "Mom, Teacher Li is here."

   Tang Xin shouted into the house, and then saw four people coming out of the house, two old people, who should be her grandparents, a middle-aged woman in her forties, and a boy in her 14th or 15th year.

   "Grandpa, grandma, mom, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Li Mo, the youngest teacher in our Peking University."

   "Hello, Teacher Li."

  Tang Xin's mother hurriedly said respectfully, the teacher of Beijing University, that is an amazing young man. In her simple mind, teachers are sacred, let alone teachers from top domestic schools.

  The two old people were even more excited and made gestures of inviting them into the house.

   Enter the house, it is much warmer inside.

  Tang Xin's mother looked at Qin Sirui who was wearing a mask, and then at those tall and strong men who looked like bodyguards. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

   "Mrs. Tang, these are my friends, and this time I will come with you for a few days." Li Mo gave a brief introduction.

   "Hello, please take a seat. Xinxin, what are you doing standing there, go and make tea to entertain the distinguished guests."

"good."

  Tang Xin’s family makes tea from unknown local teas. She picks them in the mountains and roasts them at home, but the aroma of the tea brewed in boiling water is not bad at all.

   "Student Tang Xin, where is the Tang Sancai you mentioned? If it's convenient, you can show it to me."

   "Mr. Li, I'm really sorry, that Tang Sancai has been kept by my dad all the time. He went out to buy something and hasn't come back yet."

  Tang Xin took out her mobile phone and was about to contact her father. Before she could make a call, she saw more than a dozen people walking into the backyard. The faces of Tang Xin's family changed slightly, but they still went out to meet those people.

  "Xinxin's mother, I heard that today a great expert came from Kyoto to help appraise the ancestral treasure. We are idle at home, so we will come over and help take care of it."

  A woman's voice sounded strange.

"Yes, mother Xinxin, that treasure was passed down from our ancestors, and it is priceless. Xinxin said that she invited a great expert. We were worried that she would be deceived when she was young, so we came over to have a look together. Has the great expert arrived? ?”

   While talking, a group of people walked into the house, and the originally not spacious living room suddenly became extremely crowded. All eyes were focused on Li Mo, because among a group of strangers, he was the only one sitting there sipping tea carefully, and there was a woman sitting beside him. As for the other people standing behind them, looking like bodyguards, this style and aura are quite a bit.

   It's just that the man is too young for them to figure it out.

   "Give way, I'll go in."

  At this time, a rough and wild voice sounded outside the door, and a tall, tall, middle-aged man squeezed into the crowd, with a beard and slovenly appearance, holding a case of wine in his arms.

   "Dad, Teacher Li is here."

   Tang Xin walked over and said softly.

Her father quickly put down and wiped his hands on his clothes. He wanted to shake hands with Li Mo, but he was afraid that his hands would not be clean. He smiled awkwardly on his rough face and said, "Hi, Teacher Li, Xinxin keeps saying You are very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young, no wonder Xinxin said that you are the youngest teacher ever in Peking University."

   "Hello, Mr. Tang."

  Li Mo got up and reached out to shake his hand lightly, pointing behind him and said again: "They are all my friends, after the identification of the Tang Sancai, we still have to hurry."

   "Oh, thank you very much, Teacher Li. Please sit down, I will go to the house to get the Tang Sancai now."

   After a while, Tang Xin's father walked to the living room with a square box and carefully placed it on the table. He opened the lid and found a horse lying inside, wrapped in soft cotton, for fear of colliding with the wooden box.

   This is the shape of a standing horse, the main body is white, the saddle is green, and the two reins are yellow. The shape of this horse is smooth, and its muscles and bones are vivid, which shows how exquisite the craftsmanship of the craftsman is.

  The glaze surface is quite glossy, showing a reflective texture on the surface under natural light during the day. From the outside, this Tang Sancai really looks like porcelain.

  He used different pupils, his eyes penetrated the horse's body, and a light red halo was transmitted from the three-color horse's body, and then formed a series of light circles that spread to the surroundings.

   This is indeed Tang Sancai.

  A veritable tricolor horse.

   It's just that the firing process of this tricolor horse is a little different from the traditional Tang tricolor craft.

  Li Mo knew it in his mind, he sat back on the chair, picked up the teacup and continued to drink.

   "Ms. Li, Xinxin said that you are an expert in this field. I wonder what conclusion you have on this Tang Sancai handed down from the ancestors?"

  Tang Xin's father's words were obviously a little false. He had two different expert appraisals before, and they all found out that it was a fake. So he said that it couldn't be fake, but he still had no idea.

  Everyone in the room looked at Li Mo, waiting for his answer.

  Li Mo put down his teacup, sighed softly and asked, "Mr. Tang, you said that this Tang Sancai was handed down from your ancestors, so who kept it before you?"

   "It's my grandfather. He passed it on to me before he passed away. Mr. Li, from your tone, is this Tang Sancai a fake?"

   "Mr. Tang, although I don't know if anything unusual happened during your grandfather's custody, I can tell you with certainty that this Tang Sancai is indeed a fake."

   "What, Mr. Li, is this really a fake?"

  Tang Xin's eyes widened, and she was a little dumbfounded for a while.

   "Student Tang Xin, Mr. Tang, listen to me. All the authentic Tang tri-colored horses currently on the market come from tombs. That is to say, in ancient times, the Tang tri-colored horses were used for burials, and there have never been authentic products handed down from generation to generation."

   "Why?" Tang Xin's father asked hastily.

"As I said just now, in ancient times, the tricolor horse was used for burial, which means it was a kind of ghost vessel. In feudal society, who would have a ghost vessel in their home? This is one of them." Li Mo Zhi pointed to the three-colored horse and continued, "Secondly, from the point of view of the firing process, the real Tang Sancai is fired at a low temperature, and the finished product belongs to pottery. When the temperature reaches 1,200 degrees, the soil will become porcelain. Everyone carefully Look at this three-colored horse, and then compare the porcelain bowls and plates you use to eat, and see if the surface texture of the two is the same."

  Those who blocked the door immediately let out disappointed sighs.

   "It's really a fake, I'm happy for nothing."

   "Dream of getting rich every day, it turned out to be really a dream."

   "The words of the ancestors can't be trusted."

  The group of people came suddenly and left quickly, and when they walked out, they were still talking incoherently.

   "Student Tang Xin, are they all your relatives?"

   Li Mo pointed to the backs of those people.

   "They're all from the same ancestor, but we've already produced five clothes." Tang Xin exhaled deeply at this moment and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a fake, but if it's the real one, God knows what troubles will happen."

   "Forget it. Since Mr. Li has identified it as a fake, then we will give up on that." Tang Xin's father also waved his hand, feeling very complicated.

  At this time, Li Mo smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, father and daughter. In fact, I saw too many people in the room just now, so I lied."

  The members of the Tang family instantly focused their attention on him.

   "Ms. Li, what do you mean?"

   "Student Tang Xin, you guessed right. This tricolor horse is indeed a Tang tricolor horse, a valuable antique. If I said it was genuine in front of everyone just now, I guess there would have been a big problem by now."

   "Mr. Li, is this Tang Sancai expensive?"

  Tang Xin's parents looked at him eagerly.

   "From the current auction records, the highest transaction price seven years ago has already exceeded 25 million yuan."

  (end of this chapter)