Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 218 Tianbao Jiurumo, Qianlong's Collection
"what?"

The treasure friends looked at the screen carefully, and they lost interest after seeing that what Baoyou took out were three round cakes with black patterns on a gold background.

"Hey, I thought it was something, but I didn't expect it to be an electric black gold coin. It's just a unique shape, nothing unusual."

"Gold coins don't seem to be included in the Fifty Treasures of Ancient Springs? The price should be limited."

"Baoyou, you don't feel like looking at this thing!"

Friends of Bao made fun and commented, and there were different voices on the barrage.

"Not really, the pattern of this gold coin is quite special, I always think it looks familiar, and it is very likely to be a really good thing."

"It looks like something made by the folks themselves, not like an official mint coin. Could it be some kind of gold coin in the bank?"

"good stuff?"

"If you go to the Shuibei market, you can probably buy it for less than 20 yuan per gram, right?"

Baoyou, who took out the things, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

He knew that Baoyou in the live broadcast room was like him, and he recognized it as a coin at first sight, so he explained calmly.

"Baoyou, you are wrong, this is not a gold coin, but I don't know what it is."

After speaking, he picked up the gold coin and flicked it on the paper, drawing a black mark.

"This thing is left over from the separation of our brothers and sisters."

"Originally there were seven or eight, but they broke one and found it wasn't gold, so they didn't want it. I'll keep it as a thought."

"Over the years, three or four have been ruined by my son, and only these three remain."

"This side was originally golden, but now I have marked it black."

"Is it impossible for a gold coin to have this color? It must be fake!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was amused by Baoyou's behavior.

I've seen my guide say that I bought the real one, but it's the first time I've seen it say that I bought a fake one. This treasure friend is a bit interesting.

It's just that they can't figure it out.

"Baoyou, you already know that you are taking counterfeit coins, so you still need Master Ning to look at them?"

"I know it's counterfeit money, but I still dare to take it to see, Baoyou, look for it."

"I think this looks like the gold coin chocolate I ate when I was a child, why don't you tear off the outer wrapping paper and have a look."

Baoyou saw that the direction of the barrage had changed, and quickly explained.

"No, no, everyone misunderstood. I really didn't mean to be joking. I really wanted to see Master Ning."

"Didn't Master Ning see Wanli's Tuanlong Buzi in the fan?"

"I'm also an old thing, and I just want to see if I can find something interesting to subsidize my family."

The other treasure friends also felt that this explanation made sense, so they didn't say much, and waited for Ning Fan to speak.

Ning Fan looked seriously at the three round cakes in front of him.

Seeing that there was no movement in the live broadcast room, he opened his mouth lightly.

"Baoyou, can you really find anything else about this thing?"

"I can't find... I can't find it. It's been so many years. How is it possible!"

Baoyou waved his hand, and a little innocence flashed in his eyes.

"Then you are a pity!"

Ning Fan clicked his tongue, his brows drooped and he let out a long breath.

"What? It's not true that you can still see good things, right?"

In the live broadcast room, Baoyou, who had just teased, widened his eyes and carefully looked at Baoyou's things.

Ning Fan opened his mouth slowly.

"You have misunderstood him. What he is holding is indeed not a gold coin, nor is it a counterfeit coin, but a piece of ink."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the name Ning Fan gave.

"ink?"

"Master Ning, are you sure you are right?"

"Mo we have seen, how could there be such a situation?"

Not to mention the old Baoyou in the live broadcast room, the Baoyou holding the round cake didn't quite believe it himself, so he spoke hastily.

"Master Ning, do you mean this thing is ink? Is it the kind for writing?"

Ning Fan responded in the same way, looking at Mo Biao, he could see the information at a glance.

[Gold-painted lacquer Tianbao Jiuru Yumo, made during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, is a round seal character Songyan ink. 】

[The Tianbao Jiuru pattern is drawn on it, which is one of the traditional auspicious patterns of the Han nationality in the Xia Kingdom. 】

[Nine such as being like a mountain, like a mound, like a mausoleum, like a hill, like a river arriving in the direction, like a moon, like a rising sun, like a pine and cypress, like a longevity of Nanshan. 】

[Because each sentence has Ru characters, it is called Jiu Ru, all of which are words of prayer. 】

Close the panel and answer Baoyou's questions.

"That's right, this is the kind of ink used to grind ink when writing in ancient times."

"It's not that old, it's only from the Qing Dynasty, but the people who own it are a bit big."

"Who?"

My friends have a bad feeling about their eyelids twitching.

Let Master Ning say that he has a great background, and it is probably at the level of imperial use.

It's just something for the emperor... It's hard to guess with so many emperors in the Qing Dynasty.

Which one will it be?
"Qianlong."

The treasure friends are still guessing, Ning Fan has already given the answer, and called up the relevant information.

"Baoyou, this is the origin of this Tianbao Jiurumo!"

"When Qianlong celebrated his birthday, all the officials gave gifts, and Songjiang Mansion paid tribute to a set of the best pine smoke ink cakes, which were sprinkled with specially processed gold powder and auspicious patterns, which had excellent meanings and were arty."

"Qianlong liked this set of Tianbao Jiurumo very much, and even kept it in the study for viewing from time to time."

"This record can be found in the list of birthday gifts at that time and in the inventory of items in the Forbidden City later."

After Ning Fan finished speaking, the treasure friends were habitually numb.

Anyway, no matter what it is, as long as it has existed in history, Master Nanning can basically find the source.

Not to mention the bookcase standing on the ground, the human brain database is not so fast and sharp!
Ning Fan didn't know what Baoyou thought of him, and he was still explaining about Tianbao Jiurumo.

"The production of this ink is of a very high standard. It can dry for a long time without rot, and it will melt when touched with water, leaving marks on the white paper. Taking it out alone is the quality that can only be possessed by the top ink."

"And Qianlong's set of Tianbao Jiurumo has more advantages in appearance and shape."

"Don't look at it's golden color, it's real gold, it's not the current gold powder."

"Writing with this ink is truly a word of gold."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Baoyou holding the gold cake didn't respond, he frowned slightly.

"What? Baoyou, is there something wrong with you?"

"Yes! There is a big problem!"

Before Mo Dingbao could speak, there was a barrage of Wang Duoyu floating in the live broadcast room.

"Money! It's all money!"

"When I said it was a separation, I was joking that they actually wanted to separate."

"Later, when I heard that no one wanted to hold it all by myself, I wanted to say that he was too soft-hearted and suffered a disadvantage."

"But after knowing the value of this thing, I thought of the joke that Baoyou just said."

"The children lost a few of them, and I didn't know where to put them. I even tried to damage one, leaving only two complete products."

"It's really God's blessing that I didn't grasp it."

"Now if there is a complete set of Tianbao Jiurumo here, the value of Qianlong's collection may be sky-high, right?"

Everyone's eyelids twitched wildly when they saw this analysis.

As expected of you, Wang Duoyu, this economic mind is too developed!

None of them thought of the idea.

Baoyou's face changed even more, and he shouted.

"Wait, I'll go find it!"

Not long after, he appeared with a package in his arms, and poured it all out with a clatter.

Everyone stared at the picture in front of them and gasped.

A pocket full of such old things, the most conspicuous are the few ink cakes in the middle that have lost their color.

"Master Ning, look at these, is that enough?"

(End of this chapter)