golden eye

Chapter 7

Chapter 007
The first time Mo Liming saw the big vat, for some reason, he felt an ominous feeling in his heart, as if the "seven-eyed Buddha spirit" on his left eye was faintly telling him something.

At that moment, Mo Liming drove the aura of the Buddha spirit to stare at the big Xuande vat sitting there like a hill, and when the colorful Buddha spirit light approached the antique big flower vat with a somewhat strange shape, Mo Liming again Suddenly found that the curtain of light can penetrate the surface of the thing, looking inside, the water tank is different from cardboard and clothes, those are soft things, and this seemingly different tank is obviously made of porcelain Yes, the texture is much harder, which proves that the burst of light can not only see through thin and soft things such as clothing, but its magical function can also be applied to heavy objects.

However, the current situation confirmed the conclusion drawn by Mo Liming's conjecture before, that is, the image light curtain of the "Seven-Eyed Buddha Spirit" can only penetrate a short distance below the surface of the object, about A depth as thick as several sheets of paper.

Therefore, he couldn't directly peek into the tank from the surface of the water tank. In fact, Mo Liming tried secretly. He gathered all his strength to drive the light of the Buddha spirit through his left eye to try to make it move in again. But the result was not as expected, no matter how it was activated, it would not move at all, unable to move forward at all.

"call--"

Mo Liming suddenly took a long breath, and at this moment, his face was flushed red, and a layer of sweat could be seen on his forehead, as if he had just done a very strenuous exercise.

"It's exhausting!" Mo Liming thought.

Chen Hanwen, who was concentrating on observing the ancient porcelain jar, didn't notice his sudden change. At the same time, Lao Cheng and his brothers were concentrating on holding their breath, but it wasn't them who attracted their attention. The big water tank of "Family Heirloom" was Chen Hanwen, a great expert of Jiuding Auction Company. Of course, they wouldn't pay attention to Mo Liming, the junior apprentice.

In the sound of "ba ba", Chen Hanwen suddenly pursed his lips tightly. He seemed to have seen something tricky and wanted to explain something, but he was not sure or had some taboos.

Mo Liming accidentally noticed his detailed movements, but he was not a roundworm in his stomach, so he couldn't figure out the deep thoughts buried in his heart.

So he once again focused his attention on the "mountain tank" standing a few steps away from him.

This is a large vat with dark blue or brown foundation, about one meter high, and at least 80 cm in diameter. The surroundings of the vat are painted with pine trees, cranes, pagodas, monks and other patterns in the method of "standing powder". It makes people feel very frustrated, and there are circles of "caps" around the mouth of the tank, just like the iron rings on the briquette stove used by the old BJ. It is said that it holds water, it does not fit The standard, say it is made of pickled vegetables, is too particular, anyway, in other words Mo Liming's subtext, that thing looks too weird.

"Mr. Chen, how do you feel? This antique that my old man specially left for us is still a bit decent?"

At this time, the head of the household, Lao Cheng, who had been standing beside Chen Hanwen watching the other's face, asked carefully with a smile.

He must have been unable to hold back anymore, since Chen Hanwen walked in to see the "big baby" passed down in their family, more than ten minutes have passed, but the other party has remained calm from beginning to end, and the expression on his face is very shocking. People can't figure it out, so why don't they worry about Jianbao's eagerness and maturity? All of them are so nervous that their hearts are beating in their throats, as if they are a group of suspects who are being tried, and he, Chen Hanwen, is the judge. He acted according to his wink.

"Hmm." After hearing Lao Cheng's question, Chen Hanwen let out a low muffled snort. He reacted, then withdrew his gaze from the big vat, and turned his head to stare at Lao Cheng thoughtfully.

"How about it?" Lao Cheng hurriedly asked excitedly, "Mr. Chen, tell us the truth, is that a piece of blue and white porcelain from the Xuande period?!"

"Hehe, it's blue and white." Chen Hanwen said dryly with a smile, "But I've been playing with porcelain for 30 to [-] years. This is the first time I've seen this kind of ancient porcelain with my own eyes. It's an eye-opener!"

At this moment, Lao Cheng finally realized that the other party had a solid foundation in his heart. He suddenly heard what Chen Hanwen said, and he seemed to be admiring, so he was extremely happy, and hurriedly said with a smile: "So, That old thing is genuine. Based on the current market price of antiques, how much is it worth? You can see that the thing is so big, and the glaze color is good. , I don’t think the market price should be low—well, no matter what, you can estimate the price for us, and the five of us brothers and sisters can discuss the distribution issue first. Mr. Chen, you are in this line of work Everyone, please don't ask in the upper line, who can't get your name?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he anxiously asked the price of the big tank. In fact, not only was he old-fashioned, but his other two or three brothers who were standing aside also had cheerful expressions and anxious eyes. Staring at Chen Hanwen eagerly, waiting for his estimate, and then paying a deposit for the auction, if such a good thing doesn't make a lot of money, wouldn't it be a waste of money, and our brothers and sisters are not easy to share.

"Old Cheng, you are too impatient." Chen Hanwen calmed down and said, "Tell me first, what is this big vat left by your father used for?"

"Fish breeder!" Lao Cheng replied proudly and confidently, "According to what my father said before he died, this fish tank has a lot of history. It is a fish tank given to ministers by the emperor. Mr. Chen, are you The master of Chinese studies is the pillar of the antique business, so you must also know that most of the things specially approved by the emperor to the ministers have no deposit, you say, am I right?"

He said it seriously, and Mo Liming, who was "listening" carefully beside him, felt that it made sense, but he couldn't explain why, and then Chen Hanwen spoke up: "Yes, according to what you said, there is also such a thing. It’s a possibility. I also know that ancient imperial fish tanks also have such a large size.”

When Chen Hanwen said these two sentences, there was a meaningful look on his face, but Lao Cheng and the others didn't seem to notice anything.

"Mr. Chen, just tell us the truth - is this stuff worth anything?" Lao Cheng asked impatiently.

"Old man, it's not up to me whether it's worth it or not." Chen Hanwen said bluntly, "But it's not what our company needs, so you should take it to another place to have a look. We have to go back to T City, just Farewell here. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation, pulled Mo Liming's arm and strode forward.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, what are you doing?! You can't just leave like this!" Unexpectedly, Lao Cheng quickly chased after him, grabbed Chen Hanwen's hand, and kept him.

"Old Cheng, can you let me go?" Chen Hanwen turned around and said with a sigh, "I really don't like the thing in your house. In my opinion, you'd better take it to the relevant department for verification first, so that you can have a clear mind. At the end of the day, the relevant certificates you have obtained will also help you find buyers smoothly."

"Mr. Chen, you are clearly trying to evade us. You have already seen that thing, right?" Lao Cheng said excitedly and hastily, "Don't hide anything, just shake it off, even if you die, we will die." Rest in peace!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke seriously.

Lao Cheng naturally wanted to know it. He, Chen Hanwen, is an auction company's treasure appraisal expert. Can he not understand such a big guy? It is absolutely impossible for him not to accept it because it is so good. The better the auction company, the more marketable it is. They are more eager to accept the valuable antiques, but seeing that the other party is not interested at all, this is too fake.

Chen Hanwen saw that he was so resolute, and he was holding onto his hand, so he couldn't help sighing. He knew that if he didn't tell the truth about that big vat today, he might not be able to walk out of the family room freely. the door.

So he also went all out, and said with a straight face: "First of all, this thing is not a fish tank, and second, it doesn't have much connection with the Ming Dynasty. It is even more off topic to say that it is blue and white porcelain. Explain it clearly." Don’t blame me, this thing is a body urn for the dead. In the past, after the monks in the temple passed away, they would put them in the urn in a sitting position, and then cover them layer by layer. Then paste it with lime, or bury it in the ground or hide it in a cave. This is a form of funeral for monks. When I was studying archeology, I saw something similar somewhere in the south. Take a closer look at the pattern on this tank. I understand. Lao Cheng, this Xiangfo County has always been the "Buddhist capital". I think your family also believes in Buddhism. Why can't you recognize such a Buddhist utensil? You have to let me make it clear. Are they all silly?"

Chen Hanwen's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, causing the old men's eyes to widen immediately, all of them turned pale with horror, as if Chen Hanwen had sentenced them to death, making it difficult for them to accept it for a while, But this is reality, and they have to face it.

(End of this chapter)