[[[cp|w:210|h:140|a:c|u:./chapters/201211/24/.]]] Under the urging of the horn, Wang Guan stepped aside a few steps to allow vehicles to pass.

Since the window of the car was open, Wang could see clearly that there were three people sitting in the car. Among them, not to mention the driver, there was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a leather bag in the passenger seat. He looked like a secretary.

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In the back seat of the car was a well-dressed, slightly fat, middle-aged man. Looking at his aura, one could tell that he was either a high-ranking official or a wealthy person. No matter how poor he was, he was still a social elite and a successful person.

These days, there are so many rich people, and even a poor mountain village can still produce a few rich people. Wang Guan does not find it strange and continues to walk leisurely. However, the direction he is walking happens to be the same as the vehicle.

After walking for a hundred steps, Wang Guan suddenly saw a luxury vehicle parked in front of a gray and black brick house. The metallic luster and luxurious car were incompatible with the surrounding environment.

However, the people in the car didn't seem to mind. A young man dressed as a secretary hurriedly got out of the car, came to the back, opened the door, and helped the fat middle-aged man out.

At this moment, the secretary shouted loudly: "Is Uncle Cao at home? We are here again."

After the secretary shouted a few times, the door of the gray brick house opened, and an old man in his sixties with a skinny face and a shaggy beard walked out, who should be Uncle Cao.

"It's you again."

Seeing the boss and secretary, Uncle Cao frowned immediately and turned around to return to the room.

"Uncle Cao, don't refuse people thousands of miles away."

Seeing this, the secretary hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said with a smile: "Our boss, this is the third time you come here. I follow the ancients and visit the thatched cottage three times with full sincerity. Can't you be impressed by this?"

"Brother Cao."

At this time, the slightly fat middle-aged man also put down his arrogance and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether the matter can be negotiated or not, we are all guests. You can't keep us out."

"There's nothing to say. If you want to buy my precious inkstone, you can! But if you don't have a million, you don't have to think too hard." Uncle Cao said firmly.

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Brother, we can discuss the money matter slowly. But before that, are we really not allowed to enter the house and drink water?"

Uncle Cao hesitated for a moment, turned around and returned to the house. The door was not closed, and the meaning was obvious.

At this time, the middle-aged man and the secretary smiled at each other and walked in.

At the same time, after hearing Bao Yan, Wang Guan's eyes lit up, his heart moved, and he followed the secretary and walked in silently.

In the old-style houses, since electricity was not yet widespread at that time, the center of the house was intentionally left empty for the purpose of lighting. Wang Guan did not know the specific name of this type of building. However, in his hometown,

It is commonly known as the patio.

Uncle Cao's house is no exception. It is made of gray and black bricks and tiles, and is already a bit dim. However, with the light from the patio, there is enough light without turning on additional lights.

However, there were some sundries placed in the patio. When Wang Guan walked in, he inevitably stepped on them and made a sound.

Hearing the commotion, Uncle Cao, the middle-aged man and others also turned around and looked. When they saw Wang Guan, everyone was stunned. For a moment, Wang Guan's heart was pounding and he was about to defend himself.

Unexpectedly, several people just glanced at him, then withdrew their gaze and stopped paying attention to him.

Wang Guan was startled, and while he was thankful, he also felt a little baffled.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, and he later called him lucky. At that time, Uncle Cao should have classified him as a group of middle-aged people, but the middle-aged people mistakenly thought that he was Uncle Cao's junior.

Both sides thought that Wang Guan belonged to the other party, so they didn't ask any more questions, leaving him lucky enough to stay.

In other words, discovering Wang Guan was just an interlude and no one cared about it. After arriving in the living room, Uncle Cao had no intention of greeting everyone and just sat on a big chair.

There were not many chairs in the hall, just two. One was occupied by Uncle Cao, and the other, after the secretary diligently wiped it, was naturally occupied by a middle-aged man.

As for the others, including Wang Guan, they only stood aside honestly.

After sitting down, the middle-aged man would no longer be so stupid as to think that Uncle Cao would show his kindness and bring tea to greet him. He immediately said straight to the point: "Brother, can you take out your square inkstone again for me to observe?"

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"Didn't you read it last time?" Uncle Cao said dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Not seeing it for one day is like three autumns. Of course, I want to hold such a good treasure in my hands and play with it every day. No matter how many times I see it, it's not enough."

"Then you might as well just buy it back." Uncle Cao muttered, then got up and walked to the back room. After a while, he walked out with a box in his hand. The contents of the box must be

The price for the inkstone is one million.

I didn’t know what kind of inkstone it was, but it was priced at such a high price. Wang Guan thought to himself and paid careful attention.

At this time, when I saw Uncle Cao coming out holding the box, the middle-aged man's expression did not change, but if you look closely, you can see that there was a bit of excitement in his eyes.

"The things are here, I can show them to you. However, this is the last time. If you don't buy it, then I will contact the next shop." Uncle Cao said coldly, and put the box on the small table next to the chair.

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At this time, the middle-aged man ignored Uncle Cao's threat and opened the lid of the box with some eagerness. Suddenly, an inkstone as big as a palm appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Wang Guan took the opportunity to take two steps forward and looked at it carefully. In terms of size, this square inkstone should be in the range of small inkstones, and it could be covered up with a slap.

The inkstone is oval-shaped, with one end larger and the other smaller. On the small end, a half-moon-shaped, slightly sunken pit is dug. Logically speaking, this small pit can store very little ink. It is estimated that a few strokes will

It can absorb all the ink, but it is not very practical.

However, Wang Guan did not dare to underestimate the value of this square inkstone. Because there are naturally formed stone patterns on the inkstone, which are shaped like Kuixing. No matter the body shape, the folds of clothes, or even the expression, they are all delicate and vivid.

Weixiao, lifelike.

Therefore, this square inkstone is not a practical inkstone, but an ornamental inkstone.

"The natural Kuixing shadow stone is so wonderful." The middle-aged man picked up the inkstone and stroked it gently in his hand. He felt the texture of the inkstone, delicate and smooth, and couldn't help but show a slightly intoxicated look on his face.

On the contrary, Wang Guan and others, because they only looked at it from a distance, seemed to be scratching the surface and did not feel that much.

"I don't know if it's a new inkstone or an ancient inkstone." Wang Guan pondered.

The price of ancient inkstones is definitely relatively high. The value of new inkstones depends on the material of the inkstone, the design of the master, the carving process, etc.

Of course, what Wang Guan wants to know now is not the value of the inkstone, but whether it contains the aura needed for the gold hairspring thread. However, the inkstone is still in the middle-aged man's hand, and it is not easy for him to get up.

Just grab it hard.

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