"If I can be sure, why should I be so hesitant?"

Gao Dequan said distressedly: "After all, I am not an expert in ink appraisal. I can only judge that this thing is old enough. As for whether it is a treasure of Li Tinggui's ink or a copy by later generations, I cannot identify it."

After all, it's okay if the thing is right. If it's wrong, it won't cause him any real losses. But if he misses it, it will be a big psychological blow.

Moreover, this thing is so rare that there is only one in existence in the world, and now another one appears. Even Wang Guan himself has some doubts about whether it is Li Tinggui ink imitated by a famous ink maker.

It is common for famous artists to imitate the works of their predecessors. Some masters can imitate things to the extreme, to the point where they appear to be real. Sometimes, the imitations are even more valuable than the real ones. For example, Zhang Daqian imitated Shi Tao's paintings.

That's it.

However, Li Tinggui's ink is different. Li Mo's fame is so great that he is the best ink in the world, the founder and originator of Hui ink, and has become a legend. No matter how the descendants imitate it, no matter how excellent the ink they make, they cannot reach his level.

of height.

Although Wang Guan could see a layer of brilliant purple-gold light on the ink, without specific reference, he was not sure whether this ink had a history of a thousand years.

Wang Guan vaguely remembered that the Northern Song Dynasty was founded in 960 AD, and Xiande was the reign name of the Later Zhou Dynasty, which must be earlier than the Northern Song Dynasty, more than a thousand years ago.

In a thousand years, if it were an ordinary thing, it would have turned into dust. But now, this piece of ink is still bright in luster, hard as jade, and has a fine texture, which inevitably makes people suspicious.

"Ink from the Ming Dynasty is already very rare. Not to mention, this piece of Li Tinggui ink from before the Northern Song Dynasty has only survived for thousands of years in the National Palace Museum in Taipei."

Gao Dequan sighed: "No one dares to be 100% sure that this piece is also authentic."

"Is there no other way?" Yu Feibai asked.

"have."

Gao Dequan nodded, shook his head and said: "However, that is the most direct and barbaric method."

"Uncle De means to grind this ink and use it." Wang Guan understood and frowned subconsciously.

"How about that?"

Yu Feibai shouted: "If this thing is real, it is simply a rare treasure, priceless. Not to mention used, even if it is worn a little, it will make people feel heartbroken."

"That's right." Gao Dequan said: "The legendary Li Mo can cut wood and paper. However, he can only do it after grinding the ink ingot into a sharp edge."

"Alas...then there is nothing we can do." Yu Feibai sighed longly.

Wang Guan was also a little helpless. He felt that ninety-nine percent of this thing was genuine Li Mo. Unfortunately, Mo Ding couldn't speak, so there was no way to justify others' doubts. In other words, he could only appreciate such a treasure.

"Hey, that's right."

At this time, Wang Guan suddenly realized that he was reluctant to sell such a good thing. So it didn't matter whether the thing was real or fake, as long as he knew it in his heart.

Wang Guan figured it out and immediately smiled and said: "Uncle De, don't bother me. I don't want to transfer it anyway. Even if this thing is fake, I will collect it as a real one."

"Um……"

Gao Dequan raised his head in surprise, shook his head after a long while and said, "I'm really confused. I haven't seen it clearly before you. That's why I say that misunderstanding is not a matter of ability, but a matter of mentality. In fact, I am 90% sure that this is the case."

It’s Li Mo. But because the things are so new and good, I can’t let go of that 10% worry.”

"Uncle De, don't you often say that some objects look fake but are actually real." Yu Feibai said optimistically: "I believe this thing is the genuine Li Mo. Oh, Wang Guan, your luck is going to be incredible.

I picked up another big leak."

"That's right." Gao Dequan also had a trace of envy on his face and said with a smile: "Wang Guan, congratulations to you. Looking at the weight and charm of this ink, even if it doesn't have a thousand years of history, it probably has five or six hundred years of accumulation. Even if it doesn't,

Li Tinggui's ink is also from the Ming Dynasty, or above.

"Even if such a high-quality ink can't beat the sky-high price of more than 4 million for the Qianlong Imperial Inscription of Ten Scenes of the West Lake, it can't be far behind." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "If some experts in collecting ink know about you,

If there is such a good thing, people will definitely flock to it."

"Everything is luck and coincidence."

Wang Guan smiled and said: "I have decided that this ink ingot is my first treasure, and I won't sell it to anyone."

"What if I have to buy it with money?"

Yu Feibai suddenly said: "Are you selling it or giving it away?"

"this……"

Wang Guan was startled and hesitated.

After all, this is not a small bowl of Yingqing. There are many in existence. If you give it away, you can buy another one. However, Li Tinggui's ink is rare in the world. Apart from the one in the National Palace Museum in Taipei, this is the only one left in my hand.

Wang Guan was not so generous as to give away such a rare treasure.

"Fei Bai, who do you think Qian Lao is?"

At this time, Gao Dequan was a little dissatisfied and did not want to embarrass Wang Guan. He interrupted Yu Feibai's question and said quietly: "It's a pity that Mr. Qian was invited to attend a treasure exchange meeting two days ago. Otherwise, you can take it."

Mo went and asked Mr. Qian to appreciate it. His eyesight is much better than mine. He should be able to identify the origin of this thing."

Yu Feibai was just talking and didn't mean anything serious. On the contrary, as soon as he heard about the treasure exchange meeting, he immediately became energetic and asked: "Uncle De, please tell me what this treasure exchange meeting is about."

"Collection cannot be done behind closed doors. Communication and learning are a very important part of antique collection." Gao Dequan said: "So, this treasure exchange meeting is a gathering held irregularly every year by some well-informed collectors from all over the country. During the gathering, everyone,

Communicate and learn from each other and improve together.”

Yu Feibai was very interested, and then complained: "Why didn't I know about this? Uncle De, you didn't tell me earlier."

"Tell you what, what can you do." Gao Dequan said with a smile: "As I said, this is a treasure exchange meeting, and you don't have any treasures, so naturally you are not qualified to participate. If you really go, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get in."

"I can borrow it." Yu Feibai muttered. Even if he didn't have any treasures himself, with his ability, it would definitely not be a problem to borrow one or two treasures.

"Well, when the party was held last year, you didn't understand anything. It would be embarrassing to take you there."

Gao Dequan waved his hand, turned to Wang Guan and said, "By the way, Wang Guan, there are many master collectors and experts at the exchange meeting. Maybe they can accurately identify the age of your ingot."

"Uncle De means..." Wang Guanshi asked.

Gao Dequan smiled and said: "Each participant, according to the rules, can bring two people into the venue. Are you willing to go with him?"

"Of course!" Wang Guan nodded quickly.

Even if he couldn't identify the age of the ink, it didn't matter. There must have been collections gathered at that exchange meeting. Not only could he absorb the aura of treasures from them, but he could also learn more experience and knowledge about collections.

He had no reason to refuse a good thing that killed two birds with one stone.

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