Gong Liang took the inkstone and looked at it carefully. He didn't know where he had placed the inkstone before. Not only was it covered with thick dirt, but it was also stained with a bunch of mud. If you didn't hold it in your hand, you wouldn't have been able to tell that it was a piece of cake.
An inkstone is more like a piece of wood or stone.
When Mi Gu saw Daddy looking at it, he quickly turned his little head and looked at it.
Gongliang doesn’t even know what she is looking at, can you understand it?
Migu looked at it furtively for a while, then leaned into Daddy's ear and said in a very low voice: "Daddy, this is a treasure."
If he hadn't known that this thing was an ordinary thing, looking at the little guy's serious look, Gongliang would have almost believed it.
The bearded stall owner, a tall man with good ears and eyes, also heard the little guy's words and said with a smile: "This thing is indeed a treasure. These are useless old things that I picked up from the courtyard where the students of the Academy live. In the ordinary world
Don’t they all say that the scholar is Wenquxing who descended to earth? What are the things Wenquxing used if they’re not treasures?”
“Daddy, I’ll tell you it’s my baby!”
It was rare for someone to agree with her words. The little guy swung his tail happily and his little face turned red with excitement.
Gongliang rolled his eyes and asked, "Didn't you hear the meaning of his words?"
Suddenly, my fingers holding the bottom of the inkstone felt uneven marks on the bottom, which seemed to be writing.
Whether an inkstone has words, patterns, or names makes a huge difference in its value.
Gongliang's face remained calm, for fear that the bearded man would notice something, so he said calmly: "Stop teasing her. This thing looks good, where did you find it? I'll look back and see if I can find the missing parts and glue them up."
, maybe it’s a good inkstone.”
"It's not easy to find."
The bearded man pointed to a few stalls not far away and said: "These days the school palace is cleaning up the courtyard, and we have packed up all the junk inside. If you want to find it, go to those stalls. But I want to collect them all.
This inkstone is probably very difficult to find, I have looked for it before, but unfortunately I couldn't find it."
Any fool knows the price difference between a intact inkstone and a damaged inkstone, so the bearded man will not miss it.
Gongliang didn't care about this and asked: "How to sell this?"
"If you find something else, I'll give you a middle-grade spiritual stone."
Gong Liang glanced at the bearded man and said in his heart, "Mom, when did the external unit of measurement change to medium-grade spiritual stones?" But he thought that the inkstone in his hand might be a good thing, so he didn't argue with him and said: "
I'm too lazy to look for this pile of waste paper. Please help me find some good portraits. The best one is of a beautiful woman."
"Some good things like that have been bought by others a long time ago, so how could I keep them until you come. But if there is a good one, it's a pity."
The bearded man took out a scroll from a bag in the corner and opened it. Inside was a painting of a graceful woman walking on the waves.
This woman is well painted, her clothes are elegant, her figure is graceful, and she is as elegant as a fairy.
It's just that I don't know what got stained on that face, but it turned out to be as black and blue as a hairy birthmark, and it looked extremely ferocious.
Gong Liang frowned and asked, "Why didn't you find someone to clean it up?"
The bearded man smiled bitterly and said: "Why not? I searched all over the market and tried all kinds of methods, but I still can't remove the hair spots on it. Otherwise, why would I have it in my hand? It would have been bought by someone long ago.
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Gong Liang looked at it carefully and felt that except for the face, the painting was generally pretty good, so he bought it.
Anyway, if you are not satisfied at that time, you can cut out the face, find someone to draw a beautiful face on it, and re-frame it, but it will still look good.
In my previous life, I had only seen cutouts of people's heads in movies and TV series, and now it was finally my turn to take action. It seems that the world is getting worse and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. It is the same everywhere.
After buying the inkstone, Gongliang went to the other stalls mentioned by the bearded man.
The bearded man threw away the middle-grade spiritual stone in his hand and sighed: It would be great if there were more fools like this. Two worthless things were sold for one medium-grade spiritual stone. If this is the case, why worry about not being able to make a fortune?
Walking a little further, Gongliang found a no-man's corner and took a clean cloth to wipe off the bottom of the incomplete inkstone. The dirt and dirt fell off one after another.
After a while, two lines of poetry were revealed.
"Drawing your sword and leaning against the sky, the sun shines brightly.
He curved his way through the rocks, and swung his sword to kill the whale."
Gongliang also knew something about poetry. Although he couldn't translate it correctly, he still had no problem reading it. The poem was written very grandly. If he took out the inkstone now, even if it was incomplete, he would still be able to sell it for a good price. But he was not like that.
He wanted to try to see if he could make a complete inkstone.
In order to prevent anyone from noticing the strangeness of the inkstone, Gongliang got some soil to cover the words on the inkstone and put it into a storage ring before walking to the waste stall in front.
"Brother, come and see what you want. The things I have here are definitely the cheapest in the market."
Gong Liang stopped at the used goods stall and was greeted warmly by a middle-aged man.
In fact, when he was shopping at the bearded man's place, he had already been targeted by these secondhand stall owners. Whoever asked him to take the little guy with him, such an eye-catching target would attract attention wherever he goes. Especially when he just used a piece of
I bought a broken inkstone and discarded old paintings for a medium-grade spiritual stone. I have already been labeled as a fool. Who wouldn't want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit. It doesn't sound good to say that it is just to make some spare money.
No matter what he thought, Gongliang squatted on the stall and started looking for it.
There are more things on this stall than the previous one at the bearded man's place, and the things are arranged neatly, unlike the stall just now, which was so messy that it was hard to get started.
The advantage of being neatly arranged is that everything is clearly visible at a glance, but the disadvantage is that the fun of digging out treasures is lost.
Gongliang looked around, but didn't find what he wanted, so he wanted to leave.
The stall owner hurriedly said: "Brother, don't leave in a hurry, I still have some here." After saying that, he picked up two filled cloth bags from his side and opened them in front of Gong Liang.
Gong Liang looked inside and saw that the bag was full of jade, beads and other miscellaneous small items. He reached out and fiddled with it, but it was boring. He fiddled with it again, and suddenly, an animal head emerged from the small item.
Where have you seen this thing before?
Gong Liang picked up the animal head and looked at it carefully. It was a stone carving of an ancient rhinoceros head. He didn't know where it fell from. The edges were incomplete, but the carving was very good.
When the stall owner saw that he finally found something he liked at his stall, he couldn't help but look happy and said enthusiastically: "Brother, this rhinoceros head is pretty good. Take it back and polish it and you can use it as a paperweight."
Gongliang didn't listen to the stall owner's words. He picked up the rhinoceros head and touched it gently with his fingers. A cool feeling suddenly spread to his body from his fingers.
Suddenly, he remembered where he had seen this thing before. To be precise, he had seen something with the same texture as the rhinoceros head, which was the incomplete inkstone just now.
He put the inkstone in the storage ring and did not take it out. Now it felt that the texture of the rhinoceros head was the same as the inkstone, so it was impossible to take it out, lest the stall owner would see it and take the opportunity to increase the price.