"Uh, I don't understand." Gu Ning said.
"I don't understand? I don't understand why you bought this Duan Inkstone so readily?" Mr. Fu accused him with a hint of hatred for iron.
"Because of my eyesight and premonition, why don't I invite the two elders to drink tea and Mr. Yan give me a hand on my eyes?" Gu Ning said.
Mr. Yan is an expert in antiques and has a special affection for antiques. He can identify these things with his palm eyes and naturally accepts all comers.
I just felt that going for tea was too much trouble and politeness and unnecessary.
But seeing Gu Ning's confident look, as if he was sure that the Duan Inkstone was real, Mr. Yan became more curious and eager, and his originally serious expression became much gentler.
If this Duan Inkstone is genuine, it is indeed not suitable for identification here, so I responded: "Okay"
Then, the group of people walked towards the teahouse nearby.
As there were only a few people, it was natural that we would need a private room.
Before sitting down, Mr. Yan couldn't wait to speak: "Girl, hurry up, take out the Duan Inkstone."
Gu Ning had been holding the Duan Yan in his hand, so as soon as Yan Lao opened his mouth, Gu Ning handed it over.
After Mr. Yan took the Duan Inkstone, he began to observe it selflessly.
Mr. Fu and Gu Ning didn't interrupt, they drank tea and waited.
Mr. Yan looked and looked, touched and touched, wiped and wiped. Finally, Mr. Yan's eyes gradually showed joy, then expectation, and finally excitement to joy: "It's true, it's true, This square Duan inkstone was produced by Zhang Wentao, a famous poet, calligrapher and painter, and the prefect of Laizhou during the Qianlong period, and this inkstone is definitely from Laokeng."
"What?" Hearing this, Mr. Fu was also surprised and excited.
Such a genuine product was actually recognized by Gu Ning, a little girl, at a glance. This made Mr. Yan even more surprised and curious, and asked: "Girl, is this really what you relied on your eyes and premonitions?"
To be honest, Mr. Yan didn't want to believe it, because her statement just now was very confident, as if she knew that the Fang Duan Inkstone was genuine.
Gu Ning also knew that her reason was unconvincing, but she really didn't understand antiques, so she could only insist on saying: "Yes."
Mr. Yan and Mr. Fu still didn't believe it, but the other party actually said that. Naturally, they didn't want to say too much, so they didn't dare to ask more questions.
Mr. Yan looked at the Duan Inkstone in his hand. He became more and more excited as he looked at it. His eyes at Gu Ning became extremely earnest: "Girl, do you want to sell this Duan Inkstone? If so, I will pay you the market price."
Mr. Yan is not only an expert in antiques, but also an expert in calligraphy. He naturally loves the Four Treasures of the Study.
"This, this, this...Old man Yan, Gu Yatou is mine. If you want to sell it, you must sell it to me first. You, you are not allowed to rob her." When Mr. Fu heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore and stood up. Going to grab it.
Although Mr. Fu is not as quick about antiques as Mr. Yan, he is still a lover.
Although he doesn't like people who are frivolous, but old things, no matter what they are! Mainly the meaning of this collection.
The words "My people" made Gu Ning's eyes twitch violently. No matter how he heard these words, he felt uncomfortable. Fortunately, the other party was an old man, otherwise, there would have been some misunderstanding!
Of course, Gu Ning knew what Mr. Fu meant, which undoubtedly meant that the two of them knew each other, so he had priority.
Mr. Yan immediately protected the Duan Inkstone in his arms, glared at Mr. Fu blowing his beard and said: "Old Man Fu, you don't like to write and write, so what are you doing with the Duan Inkstone? It's a waste."
"I don't like to write or write, but I like ancient objects!" said Mr. Fu.
Mr. Yan was really afraid that Gu Ning would give him priority because he knew Mr. Fu, so he had to use his trump card: "If you don't take it, I will give you a ten-year peach blossom brew."
Hearing this, Mr. Fu's eyes lit up and he stopped arguing. However, he still bargained and said: "Two altars." Mr. Yan frowned slightly, obviously reluctant to part with it.
But for the sake of Duan Inkstone, he still compromised. He gritted his teeth like cutting meat and said, "Okay, two altars, two altars."
At this time, Mr. Fu was happy and sat back in his seat.
After arguing with Mr. Fu, Mr. Yan finally realized that the little girl hadn't agreed to sell it yet!
"Um, girl, can you sell it to Grandpa Yan?" Mr. Yan looked at Gu Ning eagerly, a little pitifully, as if the Duan Inkstone was a piece of his flesh. If he took it back, it would be like cutting his flesh. .
Mr. Yan at this moment was completely different from the serious look he had before!
One of the reasons why Gu Ning asked Mr. Yan to pay attention was because he wanted to buy it for him.
Of course, she wasn't sure he would want it, but she felt that since Mr. Yan was an expert in antiques, he naturally liked antiques very much and wouldn't want to miss out on the genuine article.
"Of course," Gu Ning responded.
When Mr. Yan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, okay, girl, I'm not kidding you. This is a Duan Inkstone from the Qianlong period, owned by Zhang Wentao, a famous poet, calligrapher and painter, and the prefect of Laizhou. The price is about five million. I I’ll give you five million, and no one will lose.”
"Okay" Gu Ning responded readily. In fact, he didn't care who suffered the loss, as long as he could accept it.
"Humph! Girl, if you pick something up again next time, you have to give it to me first!" Although Mr. Fu stopped arguing with Mr. Yan, he was still a little unconvinced.
Gu Ning smiled and said: "Grandpa Fu gave up trying to get the inkstone because of the two peach blossom wines. I guess he likes drinking wine! I have a wine bottle here. I wonder if Grandpa Fu is interested?"
With that said, Gu Ning took out the wine bottle he just picked up from his backpack.
Mr. Yan and Mr. Fu were both stunned. Because there was something about Duan Inkstone, their first thought was that they might have missed it again!
If so, how lucky this girl must be! Or maybe, ability.
Because Mr. Fu was sitting close to Gu Ning, as soon as she took it out, she immediately reached out to grab it and looked at it again and again.
But because he was a dabbler and couldn't see it accurately, he immediately asked Mr. Yan to take a look: "Old man Yan, take a look quickly."
Because he had doubts in his heart, Mr. Yan could not wait for a long time. He just couldn't grab it from Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu handed it to him, and Mr. Yan immediately took it.
The wine bottle is round, with straight walls, a lid, a deep belly, a beast's mouth around the ears, and three legs underneath. It is the shape of the wine bottle in the Tang Dynasty.
Let’s look at the material and logo.
Mr. Fu watched Mr. Yan's appraisal nervously. He wanted to ask several times, but he was afraid of disturbing him.
Yan Lao became more and more excited when he saw it, and he finally got excited: "Yes, it is the palace wine bottle from the Tang Dynasty, when the Wu family was in power..."
"What? Is it true?" Mr. Fu jumped up excitedly when he heard it.
When Gu Ning saw this, he couldn't help but sweat for Mr. Fu. He was really afraid that he would fall!
"Yes, absolutely yes. The museum also has several palace wine bottles from the Tang Dynasty. I am very familiar with them." Yan Lao said.
"Hahahaha! This time it really suits my taste." Mr. Fu laughed excitedly. He was afraid that Mr. Yan would fight with him, so he snatched the wine bottle away. Gu Ning was dumbfounded by the sight. Even Mr. Yan was very speechless. .
(End of chapter)