Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 601
Ning Fan saw a lot of good things in the live broadcast room.

Just for fabrics, I have seen Thangkas and chair drapes made of silk tapestry several times.

If Ning Fan hadn't been too low-key, it is estimated that the plain yarn Zen clothes in the Star City Museum could be touched by hand.

The live broadcast room has even seen this kind of thing, and now the friends who see the ordinary treasures in front of them have no reaction.

"That's it? It looks like an ordinary fluorescent cloth."

"Pengci?"

"Baoyou, you don't want to look at this material. It's a big piece of palm, what is it enough for? It's too small for a handkerchief!"

The treasure friends are talking all over the place.

Baoyou, who brought the material, didn't care so much, he just said calmly.

"It doesn't matter what it is, Master Ning hasn't spoken yet, so what you say doesn't count."

"Also, no one said that the live broadcast room does not allow the identification of fabrics, right?"

"This piece of material has been passed down in our family for generations, and it is the foundation of our Cao family. I just want to come here today to rectify the name of our Cao family!"

Hearing this sentence, Baoyou woke up for three minutes.

Those who can have a name and dare to say their family name will not be ordinary people.

Just the Cao family?

There are too many Cao families with names and surnames in history, and they still don't know which Cao family this treasure friend belongs to.

Cao Cao?still?
"The Cao family weaved by Jiangning."

When Ning Fan heard the name, he glanced at the material on the screen and laughed.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people in the Cao family, and this piece of material has also been passed down. It's not easy!"

"Really?"

"Boss again? Did we miss it?"

"Master Ning, hurry up, be careful!"

The barrage rolled, and I couldn't wait to ask about the identity of the woman and the condition of the material.

"Jiangning weaving, Feichai, was the imperial merchant's position in charge of the textile production of royal fabrics in the palace. The first supervisor was Cao Xueqin's great-grandfather."

"The things he recorded in "A Dream of Red Mansions" can almost be regarded as what he personally experienced back then."

"As for this piece of material, it's a real treasure."

Hearing this, Bao friends were unconvinced.

"Master Ning, what can this baby look like? Is it better than those gold and silver threads you mentioned before?"

"Besides, there is Shu brocade from the Southern Qiang Kingdom in front, which is a cultural relic that is prohibited from leaving the country. Isn't this piece of cloth?"

"You'll know when you look at it."

Ning Fan asked Cao Baoyou to turn the material.

On the screen, the brilliance flowed, and the eyes of the treasure friends stared like copper bells.

"how is this possible!"

"This...it's impossible!"

"Do I really exist?"

All Baoyou exclaimed, and the screen was filled with shock.

The picture on the screen completely exceeded their cognition, and the cloth began to change color under the light.

Red gold, blue gold, purple gold!
Bright as neon, bright as clouds!
A piece of fabric unexpectedly has a sense of luster that only metal can have.

Baoyou finally realized what Ning Fan meant by precious!
This effect comes out, needless to say the preciousness of the fabric.

Even if they have no knowledge at all, they know that it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Master Ning, this..."

"I withdraw my previous prejudice because I have too little experience."

"Now I want to know what kind of material this is. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a supernatural workmanship, right?"

"Not too much!"

The treasure friends nodded one after another.

This thing shocked them far more than any previous fabric.

"This material is neither cloth nor silk. To be precise, it is actually Luo, the Luo among silk and satin."

Ning Fan said slowly.

"In the past, there was a Luo called the bird gold fur, which was made of peacock feathers and gold threads. It was specifically recorded in Ye Mengzhu's "Yue Shi Bian"."

"Today there are peacock feathers woven into the satin. It is called Maojin. The flowers are even more gorgeous. Each piece is no more than twelve feet long and is worth more than fifty taels of silver."

"In the records of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the title of peacock fur can be seen. In "A Dream of Red Mansions", Jia Baoyu also has such a big cloak of bird gold fur. The description is exactly the same as the material in front of him."

"It's just that the previous bird gold fur clothes have disappeared in the long river of history, and only this one can prove that this legendary material still exists."

"Cao's sparrow golden fur, even a thousand pieces of gold will not be exchanged! Although it is a fragment, it is a high-end product!"

After the words fell, Ning Fan couldn't help but take a second look.

The material information appeared in front of his eyes.

[Scrap of bird gold fur cloak, for the convenience of repairing and cutting the scraps, from Jiangning Weaving House, well preserved, the luster is not lost, the whole product! 】

He doesn't care about other information, but this piece of clothing from Jiangning Weaving Mansion is really extraordinary.

The only bird gold fur in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is this one.

Jia Baoyu's cloak was indeed broken in the plot, and no one could find it on the street to repair it, so Qingwen, who was seriously injured, got up to repair it.

This thing is actually Jia Baoyu... No, it should be said that Cao Xueqin passed it, or at least saw it.

This is where it's not easy.

"Baoyou, the origin of this thing should not be simple, why don't you tell everyone?"

Ning Fan didn't hold back, and asked Cao Jiabao directly.

"it is good."

Cao Xin was a little dazed, but nodded.

"This piece of material was passed down from the ancestors. It is the most precious and only piece of sparrow fur in the Cao family. Its original owner was Cao Xueqin."

Countless shocking remarks floated across the barrage, and everyone was a little surprised.

Cao Xueqin.

Isn't this the existence in their memory? I didn't expect to have an intersection here, it's like a dream.

Looking at the material in front of me again, I have a different feeling.

"When I first wrote "Dream of Red Mansions", I referred to the history of the family's century-old changes, and what I wrote was full of tears. This piece of material was also left as a reference at that time."

"To be honest, I came here this time just to ask you to see if this piece of material is our bird gold fur."

"After all these years have passed, even we ourselves can't believe that this thing is really the lost Quejin Qiu."

"Another idea is that although the Jiangnan Manufacturing Office is gone now, many embroidery methods passed down by our Cao family are still there. I also want to re-establish the Jiangnan Splendid Embroidery Factory, and hope to promote it with Master Ning."

"Can you?"

Cao Xin bowed slightly.

"can."

For such a small matter, Ning Fan would just do favors.

Anyway, it has already been said, and it doesn't make any difference whether he agrees or not.

Judging by Cao Xueqin's bird-gold fur, it's okay.

"Thank you, Master Ning!"

Cao Xin tipped back ten rockets.

Only then did the treasure friends show a smile, sensible!

On the screen, many friends who study red studies and are interested in "Dream of Red Mansions" all rushed forward to ask other questions.

"Did Cao Xueqin continue writing the last forty chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions?"

"Is Jia Baoyu Cao Xueqin herself?"

"The original manuscript has been revised several times, and there are still some hidden plots in it. Is it really a theme of anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty?"

"..."

Cao Xin didn't know how to answer these words, shook his head, avoided, and hurriedly logged off.

The treasure friends secretly sighed a pity.

I thought I could take the opportunity to crack a century-old secret.

But it's not a loss to see this unique material in the world!

(End of this chapter)