After Chen Pingan laughed, he cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Hong, we meet again."
The old man is as energetic as ever. For a Taoist, his appearance has not faded significantly in a matter of years.
Seeing the swordsman in blue shirt who took off his bamboo hat, the old man of Qingfufang named Hong Yangbo, he became more and more puzzled. The business of Qingfufang is uniquely good at Xianjia Ferry in Dilong Mountain. There are so many people coming and going.
, it’s normal, but the fairy money is mostly circulating on the first floor. There are not many guests walking up to the second floor, and there are even fewer people who sit down and do business. If they are distinguished guests handled by the old man, they should remember it, but look at
The young man in knight-errant attire in front of me is really familiar, but why is he so invisible?
It's just that the visitor was a guest, and he called himself "Mr." again. Hong Yangbo sat down and clasped his fists in return, then extended his hand to indicate that he should sit down, and asked with a smile: "I wonder if the guest wants to buy or sell?"
Chen Ping'an moved an antique maroon chair and sat down. These were supposed to be the jobs of the women who led the way in Qingfufang. Of course, they served tea and water, threaded needlework, and their work would not be in vain. After the business was concluded, they would receive a commission. Especially...
After turning the customer into a repeat customer, Qingfufang received another bounty. Chen Pingan remembered that the woman's name was Cuiying, but this time Chen Pingan had no intention of buying or selling anything, otherwise he would have asked Cuiying downstairs.
Now that Ying is gone, it was fate to meet each other. What's more, looking back, the three of them and this Qingfufang were very happy with their business.
, believe these.
As soon as Chen Ping'an was about to take a seat, he wanted to close the door. The old man waved his hand and said, "No need to close the door."
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still followed the old man's instructions, sat back, and said with a smile: "I came to Dilongshan Ferry this time just to see Mr. Hong. Mr. Hong may not remember, but back then I, and
A bearded man, a young Taoist priest, three people sold a few things in the old gentleman's shop..."
The old man patted the table and said with a smile: "Remember, those pair of bamboo chopsticks are the ones you sold to me! Good guys, you have fulfilled my big wish in my early years. I usually take them out to play with and touch when I have nothing to do.
Touching the pair of bamboo chopsticks is like touching the green hair of Mrs. Qingshen Shanzhu..."
The old man did not continue, probably feeling that he was a little too private.
Zhang Shanfeng sold a pair of Qingshenshan bamboo chopsticks here at a high price to the old man. Since they were the old man's favorite, there was a lot of premium.
The old man was so happy that he remembered something, stood up and shouted: "Qingcai, please serve some good tea quickly!"
Soon, a woman wearing a colorful palace brocade dress came from the corridor paved with colorful lichen and handed them a cup of hot tea. The graceful woman left.
After entering the house, he didn't go far, just waiting at the door.
The old man is the old man of Qingfufang. He has been here for half a hundred years. If he meets a customer he doesn't like, he often has a bad face. He likes to buy or sell or sell, but he is an open-minded person when it comes to people he likes.
We are familiar with each other enthusiastically, otherwise we would not have talked to the end, and even made a small bet with Xu Yuanxia.
The old man smiled and asked: "Where's that big bearded man with unique vision? Why didn't you come? I lost the bet I made back then. That time I bought your Wuyue Bowl from Gu Yuguo, which caused Qingfufang to lose money.
Some money, but these are not important. Doing business will inevitably have profits and losses. Besides, I am good at appraising bronzes, calligraphy and paintings, and beautiful wood and wood. I do miscellaneous things along the way. It is not surprising that I occasionally make an eye. I just owe the man a drink.
, you can’t always owe, what is a boss? I don’t like to owe people, it’s more or less a small concern in my heart, why don’t I invite you to find a good place outside Qingfufang and have a drink? Just treat it as repayment? "
Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'd better wait until my friend comes to ask Mr. Hong for this wine later."
The old man was a little helpless, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Last time you were in this shop, you were just selling. In fact, there are some cool items that I usually don't want to show off to others. Do you want to have an eye candy? You don't have to buy them. I'm not that kind.
It’s rare to meet an acquaintance who is willing to deal with someone. Showing them off can also let the babies breathe, and they are not hidden in a golden house and can’t be seen by others.”
Before Chen Pingan could say anything, the old man had already stood up, started looking around, and quickly placed three brocade boxes of different sizes on the table.
After the old man carefully opened it, he found a piece of imperial pine smoke ink, a clay figurine of a female figure wearing a power fence, and a cursive calligraphy.
The old man's face was full of pride, "These three items are also rare items on the second floor of Qingfufang. They are full of spiritual energy. Not to mention the clay figurines, the other two items are also very powerful, let alone given to the dignitaries of the secular dynasty who know the goods.
It’s given to the Confucian students of Guanhu Academy, so don’t feel disrespectful!”
The old man pointed to the pine smoke ink with his finger, "This piece of pine smoke ink made by the emperor of Shenshui Kingdom is not only taken from a thousand-year-old pine, but also has a great background. It was named 'Mr. Mu Gong' by the imperial court. The ancient pine is also known as 'Wei Zui'."
There is an allusion handed down from ancient times. After a wealthy man got drunk in the forest, he met someone blocking the road, so he pushed the pine tree with his hand and said that he was still drunk. Unfortunately, after the fall of Shenshui Kingdom, the ancient pine tree was also destroyed, so this piece of pine smoke is extremely ink.
It is possible that he is alone in this world."
The old man pointed to the clay figurine, his eyes even more intense, "I bought this from a poor wild cultivator in the early years. It was a big leak. I only spent two hundred snow coins at that time. As a result, I passed by a room on the third floor.
After appraisal by a senior, I found out that this clay figurine was once a set, with a total of twelve statues. It was made by an amazingly talented and extremely beautiful fairy from the Upper Five Realms in Baidi City in China. She was known as the "Twelve Stunning Fairies" by later generations.
The figurine, the magic is on the power fence, it is a small and exquisite magic weapon. Only by triggering the mechanism can the true appearance be seen. It is a pity that I have not yet figured out a way to crack it and cannot completely verify the identity of the clay figurine. Otherwise, this
Everything can become the most popular item in Qingfufang, and it is a well-deserved treasure of the store! You need to know that in the world, it is most difficult to seek perfection, so it is also the most joyful to seek perfection."
Finally, the old man pointed at the calligraphy and said regretfully: "Compared to the first two, this thing is not valuable. It is the calligraphy of a local swordsman in ancient Shu before he practiced Taoism. Although it is a copy, it is like the remains of an autumn cicada."
, almost as good as the original, it is called "Xizai Tie", which comes from the first sentence of the calligraphy, which is "Xi Zai's Sword Art". This calligraphy has excellent calligraphy and excellent content. Unfortunately, it has been ages and was not well preserved in the early years, and its spirit has been lost.
Many, like a hero dying in his old age and dying in his prime, it really hit the mark, it’s a pity that it’s a pity.”
Chen Ping'an was only moderately interested in the pine smoke ink and Mi Li clay female figurines made by the Shenshui Kingdom, so he just looked at them, but after looking at the last piece of herbal calligraphy carefully, Chen Ping'an found out about the calligraphy or calligraphy.
He has always been very enthusiastic about it, but his own handwriting is similar to playing chess. It has no aura, is quite rigid, and is very dull. But his handwriting is not good. When it comes to other people's handwriting, Chen Pingan still has some discernment.
Thanks to the seal script of Mr. Qi's tripartite seal, the many copybooks written by Cui Dongshan, and the ancient seal book he bought during his travels, during the three hundred years in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, he saw many high-ranking people in the temple.
Although the calligraphy master's calligraphy treasures are only briefly glimpsed again and again, the general meaning is deeply remembered by Chen Ping'an.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an, who had no intention of spending money at Qingfufang, was a little moved. Anyway, according to Mr. Hong's words, the imperial pine smoke ink and power fence clay female figurines are full of spirit and are definitely not cheap. Only this copybook should be
Not too expensive.
Chen Pingan asked the price, and the old man stretched out his palm and shook it.
Five Xiaoshu coins.
The pair of Qingshenshan bamboo chopsticks back then were only about this price.
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I can't afford it."
It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s that I don’t want to give up five small sums of money, which are only five hundred thousand taels of silver in the secular market!
Back then, in the county government office of Mei Glaze State, I bought a large pile of cursive calligraphy from the crazy alcoholic county captain, which only cost five pots of Xianjia wine. It cost less than a small sum of money.
When it comes to buying and selling, be afraid of comparing goods!
If he had not had the experience of selling wine to the down-and-out county lieutenant, Chen Pingan might have been like the old man who saw bamboo chopsticks and bought them as soon as he gritted his teeth.
The old man didn't force it, knowing that the other party was having trouble with the price. No matter what, if this sword-backing knight really liked the cursive calligraphy, it was not in vain for him to take out the copybook.
At this moment, the woman in colorful clothes outside the door said softly: "Mr. Hong, why don't you take out the most important thing in this room?"
The old man laughed angrily and said: "Qingcai, you didn't bring me here. Even if I sell something in this house, it won't be your fault for half a copper coin. Why are you kidding me!"
The woman obviously had a good relationship with the old man and joked: "It would be good to take advantage of the guests and see the baby more."
She smiled at Chen Ping'an and said, "Young Master, when you come to this room, you must take a look at Mr. Hong's bargain. If you don't see it, you won't see it in vain."
Chen Ping'an actually had no such intention, but Hong Yangbo smiled and stretched out his finger and nodded, "Turn your elbows outward and find a man to marry quickly so that you don't have to eat too much every day and cheat us old men in Qingfufang."
Okay, anyway, I have seen three good things, and there is no shortage of one that is a must-have."
The old man finally took out a square brocade box wrapped with gold silk. After opening it, a cool and cold air hit his face, but there was no sinister feeling at all, just like the heavy snow in the middle of winter, it was dignified and dignified.
Chen Pingan took a closer look and found four identical coins placed on his back.
The old man turned over the four big coins one by one, and said with a smile: "They are Thunder God, Lightning Mother, Rain Master, and Fire Lord. They each catch monsters and subjugate them. This is a set of rare magic weapons that you can win with money. They are beautiful and also beautiful."
Zhongyong. There once was a royal child of the Zhu Ying Dynasty who wanted to pay for it, but the price was slightly lower than I expected. It was not that it could be sold, but the guy was too imposing and was under my pressure.
Even if the shop owner is secretly happy, he still puts on a fake face of pretending to be calm, which makes me feel upset just looking at him. This little trick is just for showing off in the market, but it is really embarrassing to show off to me in front of me.
In order to save the face of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, I found an excuse not to sell it."
The old man smiled and said: "Even if you don't buy it, you can still get it. It's not an ordinary porcelain and it won't be broken."
Chen Pingan twisted one of the coins, looked at the front and back carefully, put away his eyes, and asked: "How to sell it?"
The old man said: "A set of four pieces, do not sell them separately."
The old man still raised a palm and shook it.
Of course it's not the five Xiaoshu coins, but the Guyu coins.
Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Is there no need to discuss it?"
The old man shook his head, "Never bargain, otherwise you won't be able to afford this precious set of money passed down from Aaizhou."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Did that royal child of the Zhu Ying Dynasty lower the price to four grain rain coins?"
The old man smiled and nodded.
Chen Pingan said with a bitter face: "Then I seem to be no different from him."
He also wanted to bargain down to four Grain Rain coins, and he couldn't put it down and wanted to pocket it all at once.
To be continued...