When the weekend came, there was a calligraphy exhibition at the Cultural Palace. Jiejie was paying attention to this kind of information and got the news early in the morning. Thus, our weekend schedule was arranged. On Saturday, we went to the art exhibition in the morning. This was a comprehensive and free trip, so we could arrange our time as we wished. On Sunday, we had to stay as long as possible to get our money back when we went to the museum. The rest of the time, we went to the Antique Market.
There were quite a lot of people going to the art exhibition. Most of them were adults with children since the exhibition was free and it was the weekend. Many parents brought their children to be influenced by art. However, there weren't many high school students like me who came to see it.
"Jiejie, you didn't tell me that this was a children's art exhibition," I complained.
"You don't have any foundation, isn't this more suitable for you?" Jiejie smiled.
Alright, it seems like I was really convinced. However, Ning Wo was very surprised that the thoughts attached to these children's works were very pure. Although the thoughts weren't very strong, the purity was comparable to the thoughts attached to the ancient records of the mysterious cultivation civilization that had experienced tens of thousands of years. Those were thoughts that hadn't been washed away even after experiencing the vicissitudes of history. And these were just the thoughts of children who were a few years old or ten years old.
It was no wonder, when children were painting, they had no distractions and their thoughts were naturally pure. Also, to be able to exhibit their works, these children must have a certain talent in this area. They must also be very dedicated to art. Therefore, although they were young and their thoughts weren't very strong, they were very pure.
No wonder it was said that everything should be learned from a young age. Take my sister, Huang Shulang, and the others as an example. My sister started cultivating at about the same time as Huang Shulang and the others. In fact, my sister started cultivating even earlier. Moreover, she received more attention from me, but her cultivation progress was not as fast as Huang Shulang and the others. It was because Huang Shulang and the others definitely didn't have as many distracting thoughts as jiejie. Fewer thoughts, naturally pure, and naturally strong.
Jiejie was right, this children's art exhibition was the most suitable for me. Because their works were all relatively simple and didn't have too many advanced skills, it just so happened that I could learn a lot of the most basic content from these children's thoughts. After watching the entire art exhibition, I could basically learn the basic skills of calligraphy, Chinese painting, oil painting, and so on. It could be considered a shortcut.
Although there were many different kinds of art exhibitions, my sister and I only looked at a few of them with a specific purpose. And since the ideas attached to the work were pure but limited in number, it only took us one morning to finish reading the parts we were interested in. In the afternoon, we went to the antique market together.
Although it was an antique market, I knew that the real antiques here were very limited. Most of them were fake antiques. Although I don't know how to appreciate antiques, none of the fakes here can escape my eyes. That's because the thoughts left on the fake goods would directly tell me the process of the forgery.
But for me, even if it's fake, it's not completely useless. For example, some modern paintings are still very useful to me. To be able to imitate ancient works so well, the forger must be quite skilled. Their abilities were not bad, and their attainments in techniques were naturally quite high. Naturally, I can learn their superb skills from the ideas they left behind in their works. For me, this was already my goal.
Fortunately, I came with my sister today. If I came alone, they wouldn't be willing to let a young man like me look at their fake antiques. Since my sister came with me, of course, they couldn't push us out of the shop. However, they seemed to know that we didn't come here to sell things. It was more like they wanted to broaden their horizons. Although the shop owner didn't want to, he couldn't drive us away.
"The items in the shop are all antiques with high values. You two can look at them as you wish, but please don't touch them." The shop owner walked over and said with a pleasant tone. From his words, I could hear that he wanted to drive us away.
"Don't worry. We just want to look around. When we see something suitable and want to buy it, we will touch it. "My sister said.
The shop owner didn't believe her, but he still nodded without batting an eyelid. His eyes were fixed on us.
A pile of bamboo slips in a corner caught my attention. It was one of the few authentic antiques I saw in this antique shop. These bamboo slips weren't simple. As soon as I saw them, I could feel the aura attached to them. It was an ancient aura. It was definitely from a very long time ago. Bamboo slips were the tools of ancient civilization. However, the cowhide rope that connected the bamboo slips was still intact. It wasn't common to see ancient bamboo slips that could be preserved like this. It was even rarer to see a cowhide rope that could be preserved.
As soon as my Soul Consciousness came in contact with this thought, I couldn't help but take a step back.
"Clang!"
A melodious sound of a zither arose in my head. The melodious sound of the zither seemed to be able to pierce through my Sea of Consciousness. This thought was so powerful!
Because I was startled, my Spiritual Sense unexpectedly broke off when I tried to read that thought. It was the first time I had encountered such a situation.
This thought surprised me a lot. It could even break my Soul Consciousness. I had never seen such a pure thought even in the ancient records of the mysterious cultivation civilization. It showed how powerful this thought was. It was no wonder that this bamboo slips could be preserved so well. With such a pure and powerful thought, it was hard to erode this kind of bamboo slips.
Although I didn't know what it was, I was sure that it was something good. I was desperate to get my hands on this thing. However, I knew that if I showed that I really wanted it, the shopkeeper would take the chance to rip me off.
"Shopkeeper, what is the content of this bamboo slip?" I asked.
Although the shopkeeper felt that we didn't look like customers willing to spend money, he still said with a kind attitude. "Little brother has good eyes. If we were to talk about the oldest thing in my shop, it would be this bamboo slip. This is a real antique. "
"The rope that connects the ancient bamboo slips should be cowhide, right? This cowhide has been here for so many years, how can it still be as good as new? "I scratched my head.
"Well, of course, it's because it's well preserved. Look at the bamboo slips on this bamboo slip. They also look very simple, "the shopkeeper felt that it was hard to justify himself. Because the bamboo slips also looked very new.
"My little brother is very interested in bamboo slips. What is the price of this bamboo slip?" Jiejie asked casually. Jiejie could tell that I had taken a fancy to this bamboo slip. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked. We had seen many shops on the way. I had always silently looked and never spoke.
"That's hard to say. This bamboo slip is so well preserved. It is very rare. You also know that as long as the bamboo slip is real, it must have been very old. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure. I dare to say that this bamboo slip is real. If you want it, one million. I'll make a move, "the shopkeeper immediately said one million. He really dared to say that. One million can buy a house of around a hundred square meters in Yanjing's Fourth Ring Road.
"If you say that, then we don't need to talk," Jiejie shook her head. My gaze also moved to the bamboo slip and looked at other items.
Seeing our expressions, he knew that it wasn't easy to trick us. The shopkeeper quickly said, "How about, you name a price?"
"The difference between our price and yours is too big, I'm scared that you will scold us," I smiled.
"It's fine. Say it, "the shopkeeper smiled.
"One thousand kuai. I would rather buy something that looks real than something that looks real. If I make a mistake in the price, don't blame me, "I said, then looked at the shopkeeper calmly.
"Aiyo, so you are an expert. But your price is too low. I can't make a move, "the shopkeeper shook his head.
"I knew it would be like this," I smiled, then turned back to look at other items.
"You really want to buy it? I won't name such a high price. One hundred thousand. One hundred thousand for you. This thing has been in my hands for a while. I looked at it, and felt that it was definitely a bamboo slip from the pre-Qin era. It is very likely to be a zither score for an ancient song, "the shopkeeper said with a bit of pain.
"I think so too. It's because it looks like it, so I'll add a thousand, "my words made Jiejie couldn't help but laugh.
The shopkeeper also smiled helplessly.
"Fifty thousand," the shopkeeper actually took a step back.
"Five thousand," I seemed to be in a difficult position, and only after thinking for a long time did I make a decision.
"Twenty thousand," the shopkeeper asked in a testing manner.
"Ten thousand!" I finally clenched my teeth and said.
This time, the shopkeeper didn't hesitate, and quickly said, "Deal!"
This should be the shopkeeper's ideal price. This bamboo slip looked too new, as if it was made in ancient times. No one would think that the reason why this bamboo slip was so new was because the ideas on it were too strong.
Although the seal script wasn't easy to recognize, it definitely wasn't a problem for those experts. I could tell that it was an ancient song from the pre-Qin era, other people could tell as well. However, a bamboo slip from the pre-Qin era could be preserved until now, and the bamboo slips were so new, anyone would think that this bamboo slip was a fake.
Taking the bamboo slip out of the shop, Jiejie said quietly, "Actually, he wanted to sell it when you offered five thousand."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I buy it," I smiled and said.
"Is this real?" Jiejie naturally knew that I wouldn't lose out.
"It's definitely real. It's good that this thing is preserved so well, and it looks like new. Otherwise, it would have been bought by someone else. But if it wasn't like that, I wouldn't care about it. Others want the bamboo slip. What I want is the ideas on it, "I was very excited.
"Is this the zither score for High Mountain and Flowing Water?" Jiejie asked.
I pretended to be mysterious and said, "It's a secret!"
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