Ji Shenyu overturned on the bed all night, and fell asleep when it was almost dawn, but he slept unsteadily, and his dreams were disturbing one after another.
He dreamed of returning to Yangzhou, and Ding Hanbai shouted at the garden and dragged him all the way. After running for a long time and stopping under a stone bridge, Ding Hanbai finally let go of him and walked onto the stone bridge alone.
Some people set up a stall on the bridge to sell some gadgets, or sell some food, with one exception, they even sold Tang Sancai. Ding Hanbai went straight over, picked up a three-colored horse like a treasure, and asked how much it was.
Ji Shenyu immediately said, "Senior brother, shall we go to the boat?"
Ding Hanbai ignored him and studied the gorgeous horse with interest: "I want it, wrap it up."
Ji Shenyu pulled the other party up and whispered: "What do you buy this shoddy thing for? What do you want, I'll ask Master to give it to you."
Ding Han looked at him blankly: "You know the shit, this is Tang Sancai, I can identify the true and false."
Ji Shenyu couldn't stop it, and was swept aside. He watched Ding Hanbai pay for it, thinking that it would be good to buy a lesson. Unexpectedly, Ding Hanbai's trouser pockets were like bottomless pits, piles after piles, dazzling him.
"Wait!" he rushed up and asked the hawker, "how much?"
The hawker said, "Thirty thousand."
Ji Shenyu grabbed Ding Hanbai's hand, "Are you crazy?!"
Ding Hanbai pushed him away, took out 30,000 yuan and got off the bridge with his horse in his arms. Ji Shenyu followed, and almost fell into the river with his soft legs. When he arrived home suddenly, he saw Ji Fangxu writing a fan in the garden again.
"Master..." he shouted.
Ji Fangxu looked up at him and beckoned him to sit beside him. A peach blossom was painted on the fan, and the pen fell into his hands. Ji Fang asked him to write, and he wrote: peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Ji Shenyu was in a daze: "Master, I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time."
Ji Fang Xu waved the fan to dry: "I don't think you miss me, where did you go to play?"
Ji Shenyu suddenly remembered: "I was hanging out with Ding Hanbai, and he actually spent 30,000 yuan to buy a fake three-colored horse, what should I do?" He pushed Ji Fangxu, "Will Uncle Ding be angry? , blame me for not being optimistic about him? But I can't stop it, I didn't know he was so stupid."
Ji Fang coaxed him: "Then let's get him a real three-colored horse, shall we?"
Ji Shenyu immediately agreed, and helped Ji Fangxu to walk towards the room. After walking for a while, he found that he forgot to take the fan, so he turned back to get the fan. Looking back again, Ji Fang promised that there was no trace, and the voice and appearance could not be found everywhere.
"Master..." he shouted.
Shout when you see it, shout when you don't, and you can't tell if it's true when you see it or if it's true at this time.
Ji Shenyu was soaked in sweat when he woke up from the dream, and the wind was blowing in from the window, so cold that he couldn't stop shaking. This dream was funny and heart-wrenching, he didn't care about Ding Hanbai buying a horse, he just remembered what Ji Fangxu said - that didn't feel like you missed me.
Did Ji Fang blame him
Thinking about it, it's dawn. Ji Shenyu was swept the house, watered the flowers, and scrubbed the railings of the corridor against the pale green stack at the moment. After wiping, I sat there, clutching a damp cloth and dipping a small puddle of water under my feet.
Ding Hanbai got up and came out: "...I thought you urinated."
All thoughts were ruined here, Ji Shenyu put Ji Fangxu aside for the time being, and a fool to buy a horse appeared in his mind. He went straight into the study in Latin Hanbai, walked to the table, pointed at the celadon vase and asked, "What kind of person did you sell it to?"
Ding Hanbai rubbed his eyes: "An old man."
old man? Ji Shenyu wondered, did that man change hands so quickly? Ding Hanbai shook off his hand and asked, "Do you like it? I was surprised yesterday."
Ji Shenyu couldn't explain: "Senior brother, why did you spend 30,000 on this, are you sure it's not a fake?"
Ding Hanbai replied: "It's a long story, I'm too lazy to tell you." He went to wash, but was stopped by the other party when he turned around. Ji Shenyu's eyes were earnest, and he wanted to hug him by the waist, which made him baffled.
He bypassed: "Good boy don't stand in the way, stay aside."
Ji Shenyu really hugged him, as if to persuade him: "Senior brother, don't be too lazy to tell me, can you tell me?"
Ding Hanbai lowered his eyes and met Ji Shenyu's eyes. He was extremely puzzled. He shoved the person away with brute force, and stepped out of the study in a few steps. After washing, he carried the aluminum leather pot to water the flowers, and found that his cloves had been watered. When he looked up, he saw Ji Shenyu standing in the corridor, less cheerful than Lin Daiyu.
He had no choice but to admit defeat: "This thing looks like a piece of water effluent I brought back before, but the origin is presumed to be false, so I bought it back and took a closer look. Now I feel it is a fake, and I have sent it for testing, and I am waiting for the result."
Ji Shenyu asked, "How to test? Expert appraisal?"
Ding Hanbai said: "Of course not. This business is like gambling, and experts may not make mistakes. Testing refers to the testing of instruments by specialized national institutions, such as high-precision colorimeters, which can identify and repair forged areas."
Ji Shenyu was flustered for a while, as if evidence of his cheating had been seized, and he was curious: "Wouldn't the insiders always know the truth and falsehoods and make a fortune?"
Ding Hanbai smiled and said: "How is it possible, this kind of testing is only for national cultural relics, such as new items from various museums, it cannot be carried out without approval. I talked to the curator and signed a guarantee letter, promising that if the items are genuine If it is, it will be handed over to the museum to be exhibited with the batch of cultural relics from the water, and this can be done.”
Ji Shenyu nodded. He already knew the test results, so he couldn't help asking, "What if it's fake?"
"I'll admit it if it's fake." Ding Hanbai didn't care.
Ji Shenyu asked again, "Don't you blame the fakers?"
Ding Hanbai hadn't answered yet, when Jiang Caiwei came in and asked them to have breakfast, and the conversation was interrupted.
Ji Shenyu couldn't eat it, so he stirred a bowl of porridge from thick to thin, and finally swallowed it raw. After eating, he stayed in the large living room and went back to face Ding Hanbai. He originally made that thing for money, and the money was to give back to Ding Hanbai as a gift. Not only did the gift go to waste, but Ding Hanbai also lost 30,000 for it.
There was this desk calendar next to the TV. He stared at the hysteria, and was shocked to realize that most of the summer vacation had passed, and then he realized that something happened today... After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that Liang Hecheng was discharged from the hospital today.
One bed in the general ward was vacant, and Liang Hecheng lingered in the corridor carrying an old bag, hiding his right hand, for fear that others would see him with an extra finger. After wandering for a long time, a person rushed out at the end of the corridor. He immediately forgot, raised his right hand and waved hard, making a sound in his mouth.
Ji Shenyu came running: "Grandpa, I almost forgot."
Liang Hecheng said, "It doesn't matter, I'm waiting for you."
Ji Shenyu asked, "If I didn't come, wouldn't you wait in vain?"
"That means fate is not enough." The old man replied.
Ji Shenyu helped him to walk out and walked to the hospital garden, he stopped and looked at the old man: "Grandpa, although I helped you, it doesn't mean how kind I am, but I don't worry about food and drink, so sympathy is greater than money. If I have the burden of supporting my family and have my own difficulties, I won’t necessarily help you.”
Liang Hecheng didn't expect him to be so frank, but no matter what the assumed situation is, helping is helping. "The fate I'm talking about is not just because you help me." Liang Hecheng asked, "Last time you said that the money was exchanged for celadon vase, right?"
Not to mention, Ji Shenyu had a bitter look on his face, and poured out the absurd things about the celadon vase that he bought and sold, and he frowned, but made the old man laugh.
Liang Hecheng said: "How about you send the Buddha to the west, and send me home?"
Idle left and right, Ji Shenyu sent the other party home, No. 25 Miao'an Alley, the other party asked him to wait at the door. He sat on the broken tricycle at the door. Ten minutes later, Liang Hecheng took out a cardboard box, and he didn't know what was in it.
"This thing is my gift in return."
Ji Shenyu waved his hand: "Why do I want your stuff, I don't want it."
Liang He shoved it to him: "You helped me, and I will help you too. Only by coming and going can fate continue." Without waiting for Ji Shenyu's reaction, the old man hid in the door and closed the door, "You can keep it. , it doesn't matter if you give it away or give it away, everything is determined, it depends on fate."
The door creaked shut, Ji Shenyu held the cardboard box in a daze, and walked out of the alley to blow air, the paste in his brain became more and more sticky. When I got home, I was like a thief, slipped into the small courtyard and got into the room, closed the window and locked the door, opened the box and inspected the goods.
The box was stuffed with rags and foam boards, and layers of old newspapers were wrapped around that thing, which was more than thirty centimeters high and should be a vase. Ji Shenyu became the first bridegroom, peeling off the bride's clothes at night in the bridal chamber.
When things were completely exposed, he sat down on the chair.
The bean-green glaze of the same color as the celadon vase, the tentacles are warm and delicate, and the fonts of the Baishou pattern on it are different, and then look at the inscription - Woji Jushi imitates the ancients. Ji Shenyu wiped his sweat indiscriminately. He didn't have the confidence to identify the true and false. He thought of Ding Hanbai, but Ding Hanbai had already spent 30,000 to buy a fake, so he couldn't believe it.
Just imprisoned in the room for several hours, Ji Shenyu remembered what Liang Hecheng said, you helped me, I helped you.
His 23,000 helped Liang Hecheng, so this thing should be worth that much.
But if Liang Hecheng has a valuable treasure, why not sell it to see a doctor for himself
When one thing was unclear and another thing happened, Ji Shenyu brainstormed, and the sound of footsteps outside brought him back to his senses. When he went out to take a look, it was Ding Hanbai who retrieved the test report. He asked nervously, "Brother, what does the report say?"
Ding Hanbai replied simply: "Imitation."
He seemed to see Ding Hanbai smiling: "Then why are you happy?"
"Although the bottle is an imitation, the ceramic piece itself is indeed a relic. Don't you think it's interesting?" Ding Hanbai said and entered the study, his voice isolated from the outside.
Ji Shenyu thought, is this interesting
He was digging at the door frame and remembered the dream in the early morning, in which Ji Fang promised to steal the beam and replace the column. He suddenly became enlightened, hugged the vase and ran to the study, no longer bothered about anything, and gave the vase to Ding Hanbai.
When Ding Hanbai saw him come in, his eyes fell on the bottle and he was a little stunned. "Senior brother, I have something for you." Ji Shenyu went over, only to say that he helped an old man get a reward, "I don't have the ability to appraise, but I can see that this vase is superior to the celadon vase, and the imitations are also graded, even if it is a celadon vase. The fake ones are also worth the same, and I will give them to you."
Ding Hanbai asked, "People thank you, why did you give it to me?"
Ji Shenyu held the celadon bottle: "Then can I exchange this with you? Because you gave me the amber pendant, I want to give you a gift in return."
Ding Hanbai was talking, but his eyes were always glued to the vase. He went to the bookcase to pull out a picture book, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to know if this thing is true or not?"
The photo on the page of the album is the same as the vase, marked: Douqing-glazed and ink-colored Baishou vase, mid-Qing Dynasty. Ding Hanbai grabbed Ji Shenyu and confirmed: "If you send it to me, then I will deal with it, don't you regret it?"
Ji Shenyu nodded, how to deal with it, if he didn't stay, he would take action. It doesn't matter what Liang Hecheng said, then it doesn't matter to him.
After getting approval, Ding Hanbai wrapped a bottle with a newspaper and left. It was still the Tortoiseshell Antique Market and the narrow alley. He squatted until it was dark, during which time many people came to ask him. He ignored it and didn't sell it. The sellers next to him couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.
So he took another leave and set up a stall in the alley for three consecutive days. At noon three days later, a pair of old cloth shoes appeared in front of him, looked up and laughed: "It's really fate."
The position was reversed, Zhang Sinian squatted down: "You don't look like an antique."
Ding Hanbai said, "You look like a waste collector."
Zhang Sinian took off his glasses, and the blind eye was exposed to the sun. He picked up the bottle and looked at it. His lips and neck were full, and his hands were like a ruler. It has been used since the Yongzheng period."
Ding Hanbai nodded: "Good things, I don't agree to sell them for a penny less."
Zhang Sinian asked, "How about bartering?"
It is popular in the industry to do this, and many people are addicted to collecting, but they have enough money, so they take out objects of similar value, and the two sides negotiate, and then exchange and reach a deal.
Ding Hanbai touched his wrist: "I just want the money to buy a Swiss watch."
He said one thing, and he didn't let go at all. Two days later, Zhang Sinian collected enough money to buy it, a stack of ten thousand, a full stack of ten. The two walked out of the alley, and the scene overlapped with that day. Looking at each other when they parted, he suddenly smiled.
It's not that I'm happy after getting the money, it's that I can't help it.
Zhang Sinian opened his eyes half-blindly: "Is the celadon bottle kept or poured out?"
Ding Hanbai said, "It's a good imitation, but I keep the flower arrangement."
Picking up leaks depends on your ability, even if you talk face to face, you can't lose your temper, you can only eat deflated. Zhang Sinian laughed when he heard the words, pinched his undershirt and fanned: "That's not bad? You can tell it's a fake at a glance, but you can only say that you are not good enough."
Ding Hanbai approached: "This one is different, it's genuine."
He parted ways with the other party, did not save any money, and returned home with a schoolbag and banknotes. The courtyard was quiet, and when he stopped outside the study window, he saw Ji Shenyu doing his homework at his desk.
Take a hundred-yuan bill and fold the plane, fly in, and land on the paper.
Ji Shenyu ran over, leaned against the edge of the window and asked, "Brother, did you sell that vase?"
"Yeah." Ding Han Bai Ying, "Sold one hundred thousand."
With a click, Ji Shenyu pulled out a piece of the window edge, widened his eyes in horror, and opened and closed his mouth, unable to say anything. One hundred thousand... That vase is worth one hundred thousand? ! How could he afford Liang He to take something so valuable to him? !
Unexpectedly, Ding Hanbai raised his hand and grabbed his ear with little strength, but the tip of his ear was hot.
"Don't panic," Ding Hanbai said, "that's a fake."
The author has something to say: Ji Shenyu, a new day, a new collapse. Ding Hanbai, a man who never won the attendance award.