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When he got up early to take a walk, he unexpectedly found a peach blossom bud at the top of a peach tree. This made Li He very happy. It had bloomed half a month earlier than usual. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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The flowers of spring were usually forsythia and peach blossoms.
As usual, she found a breakfast stall and held the soybean milk and fried dough sticks in her hand. Then she suddenly realized that from today onwards, there would be one more person in the family. She still had to help Old Man Lee buy breakfast.
The house that Old Man Lee lived in was bigger than the one that Li He lived in.
There was a well a few meters in front of the door. The well was very deep, and a long rope was tied to the bucket. It took a long time before a very soft splash could be heard.
You had to say that you weren't speaking and had pricked up your ears to listen. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to hear a soft sound.
Li He fetched the water and put the basin on the shelf for Old Man Lee. When he saw Old Man Lee coming out of the toilet, he deliberately said.
"Master Li? You're up pretty early! Aiyo, you're so busy, yet you personally go to the toilet? "
Old Man Lee glared at him. "Cough! Say what you need to say, and keep quiet what you shouldn't! "
Li He smiled and said, "Wash your face first, then eat breakfast. I've put the soybean milk and youtiao on the table for you!"
Old Man Lee picked up the tobacco pouch on his knee and filled it to the brim with tobacco leaves from his tobacco pouch. He fished out a match from his pocket and lit the cigarette. He fiercely inhaled and spat out a thick cloud of greenish grey smoke from his mouth, which was blown away by the wind. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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"Master Li, I gave you a cigarette yesterday, but you didn't accept it. I thought you don't smoke."
Old Man Lee took out the tobacco pipe from his mouth and knocked it against the corner of the wall a few times. He held the pipe in his mouth and blew at it with all his might. Then he said, "When I was young, I used to smoke. After I quit, I switched to dry tobacco. The cigarettes that you young people smoke are boring. I don't like them."
Old Man Lee entered the room and suddenly shouted. He quickly grabbed the soy milk on the table and said, "You are a prodigal son of a bitch! This oily fruit and boiling hot bean milk are placed on the table. Are you blind or are you stupid? "
Li He scratched his head and said with a smile, "Master Li, isn't it just a square table? What's there to be surprised about? "
Old Man Lee was so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet. "I'm not talking about the table. I'm talking about the yellow rosewood screen on the table!"
Li He took a look. The things on the table were very simple and had an old feeling. There were characters inlaid on it, and they were all made of jade. "Why do I think it looks like a plaque?"
"This is the Eight Immortals Presenting Longevity Screen."
"Then tell me more about it." Li He was also interested. He glanced at He Fang, who had just entered the room, and signaled her to make a pot of tea.
"The value of this screen is not all because of the expensive materials, but because of the unique identity of the people who made it!"
"Could it be used by the emperor?" Li He joked.
"Ignorant!" Old Man Lee glanced at him and took the tea from He Fang. He asked, "Do you know Zhang Jiangling?"
"Who?"
"Zhang Juzheng!"
"Oh, you can just tell me his name."
Old Man Lee shook his head and sighed. "It's rare to see an antique player as ignorant and fearless as you!"
"You flatter me!" Li He pretended not to hear the old man's sarcasm and continued to ask, "Master Li, do I have a chamber pot or basin that Empress Dowager Cixi used in my room?"
Old Man Lee pretended not to hear Li He's interruption and continued, "This square table was given to Zhang Juzheng by Qi Jiguang, the general who fought against the Japanese! Back then, when Qi Jiguang was in charge of the affairs of the war against the Japanese, he gave many things to Zhang Juzheng, from gold and silver jewelry to famous horses and beauties, and even food utensils! Is it rare to give him a table? "
Clang! Li He did not fall, but his great image of Qi Jiguang as a famous general and Zhang Juzheng as a good minister who helped the country collapsed. This was too outrageous!
"That's not right. There's no inscription of Qi Jiguang giving Zhang Juzheng on the table, right? What kind of far-fetched history did you read? "
Old Man Lee smiled arrogantly at Li He's suspicion and said, "Of course there's history to prove it. Look at the words on the screen, Lin Sheng's' Inscription on the Mansion of Lin 'an': Mountains beyond the mountains, buildings beyond the buildings, when will the singing and dancing of the West Lake stop? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they treat Hangzhou as Bianzhou. If there's a chance in the future, I'll bring you to meet someone. Then you'll know what I said is true. "
Li He nodded. The way he looked at Old Man Li was different now. If what Old Master Li said was true, just based on his observation skills, he must have been an all-powerful figure in the industry back in the day.
"Actually, this is not what I'm most concerned about." Li He straightened up and said softly.
"Oh? Then what are you concerned about? "
"I'm concerned about how much this so-called screen is worth."
"You, you! Money, money, money! All you know is money! The heritage and value of antiques can't be measured by money! "
"Oh, jewels can also be exchanged, but you can't use food stamps to exchange, right?"
"Unbearably vulgar, unbearably vulgar! But when it comes to you, it's just a number? It stinks! "
Li He was afraid that he would really be provoked, so he changed the way he addressed him, "Uncle Li, I mean in the future, not now."
"Then you still have to sell it?" “
Should we continue to collect it? If we encounter a better one, we might not have the money to buy it. We'll have to sell it with a lower price. I still need you to have good eyesight. "
Old Man Lee sighed and said, "When an object is placed there, it can take you back to the ancient times. When you touch it, you can feel the intention of the ancients when they created it. This should be the ultimate purpose of collecting antiques. It will be wrapped in a layer of mellow paste, quiet and warm, exuding an ancient aura. Antiques are tangible, but culture is intangible. It can't be seen or touched, but it seeps into people's bones and blood. You've really collected a lot of good things. I understand what you mean. "
"Then you're always tired. Help me tidy up."
Old Man Lee stood up and stretched, "Snuff bottle, thumb ring, inkstone, these small things, I've already tidied up for you. I'll spend a little more effort on the big ones and list them all for you. You can see clearly at a glance. "
Li He said flatteringly, "Then you're always tired. What do you want to eat at noon? I'll make it for you."
"Just send it to me at noon. It doesn't matter what I eat. Don't forget to bring me a bottle of wine." Old Man Lee said and ignored Li He. He took the fried dough sticks and soy milk, eating while tidying up the things.
Perhaps for many people, each of these antiques had its own story, carried for many years, but no one listened to it.
Because, they couldn't speak! Silently waiting for a thousand years, just to meet again!
They had been soaked in the years for hundreds and thousands of years.
Each of them condensed the craftsman's painstaking efforts, poured into the user's feelings.
Each of them belonged to a different owner, and had its own story.
Each of them was so different, and even each crack and gap had a unique history.
But Li He didn't dare to be interested in these things. For him, they had no practical value. They were dead things.
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