Nine-tiered fairy lotus

Chapter 10 The Lost Antique Merchant

"Manual nuclear carving, the promotion has started! Buy one get one free, buy two get one free, you can choose from two promotional plans. The price of nuclear carving is divided into three levels: 30, 20, and 10 yuan. If you buy a work of 30 yuan, you will Get one for 10 yuan, buy two works for 20 yuan, and get another 10 yuan for free. The quantity is not much, so hurry up and buy it while stocks last!" Hu Tu changed his rhetoric.

The middle-aged fat man smiled when he heard the alluring promotional words. He seemed happy that something had changed.

Then, one good thing after another.Of course, this sentence can only be understood literally, which means two good things: Hu Tu sold two more works.

其中一串卖了120块钱，它是由2颗30块的，3颗20块的作品，加上3颗附赠的10元作品混搭成；另一串卖了100块钱，它是由2颗30块的，2颗20块的作品，加上4颗附赠的10元作品混搭成。

The reason for the obvious price difference is that the second customer's bargaining skills are too high. Even though he has done business at the waste collection station for a long time and has seen a lot of strange people, he really can't stand it.In the end, he thought about coming out to set up a stall for the first time, and making money with peace, so he didn't care about the little profit.

After ten o'clock, the stall selling pancakes and fruits was closed, and there were fewer customers in front of Hutu's stall. The one who had the same experience as him was the flower seller who set up a stall on his left.People who encounter the same will always have a common topic, and the two chatted. The flower seller was curious about whether manual carving could support his family, and Hu Tu wanted to learn some flower gardening skills.

During the chat, the two chatted about their lives.Hu Tu learned that the flower seller's surname was Qin Mingyong. He was in his early fifties and lived in Hexi Village. He was separated from Hedong Village where Hu Tu lived by a river and the newly built six-lane road.The wrinkles on his face make him look older, so most young people call him Uncle Qin.

Qin Yong has some impressions of Hu Tu, or he has an impression of the waste collection station. He mentioned Hu Tu's father, Yang Qinghe, and asked, "Your surname is Hu. You were adopted, right? Did you change your surname later?"

"No change." Hu Tu said lightly, "I was already 11 years old when I came home from Guiyeyuan. I'm used to my name. There's no need to change it. My parents are very open-minded in this regard."

Qin Yong nodded and said: "Yang Qinghe is a very smart person. He is a very good student, and he also has ideals and ambitions. It's a pity that he has bad luck." He sighed when he remembered some things in the past.

"It's all over." Hu Tu didn't know what to say. In fact, he didn't know much about Yang Qinghe, and he didn't spend much time with him, and they were all on the hospital bed.So although they were father and son in name, they didn't get along for too long. "It's been many years, cough, now my mother has always been careful to protect her body."

The two chatted until 10:30, and the stalls around them dispersed. Hu Xiaolian also urged Hu Tu several times, and Hu Tu also planned to close the stall.At this time, a young man came out from the center of the market and went straight to Hu Tu's stall.

Now that a customer came, he couldn't just ignore it, but at this moment, he saw Qin Yong suddenly shook his head at him, he didn't understand it, thinking that Qin Yong's neck was uncomfortable!He said to the customer: "Manual nuclear carving, take a look?"

The customer stretched his neck, took a look, and said, "Handmade, not bad, did you carve it yourself?"

"Yes!" Hu Tu replied, and then he explained the pricing rules very fluently.Then he took a closer look. The man's hair was like a chicken coop, he was wearing an old shirt, jeans, and his head was shrunk. He didn't look like he would buy recreational items like nuclear carvings.

"It looks really good." The customer took a closer look, but didn't get started, and asked, "Your these are also works of art?"

Hu Tu couldn't help laughing, then shook his head again, and said, "It's not counted, it's just some jewelry." He wanted to say it was counted in his heart, but he felt that it was too arrogant to say that, so he humbly said: Saying it's not art.

The customer raised his head and said, "There are many kinds of art, and jewelry can also condense the essence of art." He rubbed his hands, put his hands into the pockets of his jeans, shrugged his shoulders, and stuck his head out, saying, " In fact, I just play with art."

"Oh?" Hu Tu asked with some curiosity in his puzzled voice, "Then what are you playing? It can't be sculpture!"

"No, I deal in antiques." The customer introduced himself, "I am an antique dealer, and my surname is Chen."

Hu Tu looked at the customer again, and his downcast appearance was very different from the antique dealer in his impression.Then he glanced at Qin Yong and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly understood the meaning of the shaking of his head just now, which was to remind him to be careful or reject the customer's proposal.He smiled and nodded, belatedly grateful for the kindness just now.

Hu Tu looked calm and natural, and said to the customer: "Oh, it's Mr. Chen, you can call me Xiao Hu. Then my nuclear carving is far from antique."

"Boss Hu, you can't say that." Mr. Chen straightened his waist and said, "Antiques are ancient utensils that are cherished by people. They are cultural heritage and rare items left to us by our ancestors. There are countless deposits on antiques. History, culture and social information also record the way of life, thought and behavior of human ancestors. Its existence represents the understanding of beauty in human culture, and we also hope that this kind of beauty can be seen not only by our generation, but also by our generation. The next generation, and even the next generation, can still be moved by this beauty. This is the inheritance of culture, and this is where human beings are above all things.”

When talking about antiques, Mr. Chen's eyes are bright, his eloquence is eloquent, and he seems to have endless words, and his every move reveals his love.But Hu Tu didn't take it seriously. Under Qin Yong's suggestion, he subconsciously thought that Mr. Chen was here to sell, so he didn't listen carefully to those big words about human beings, and he only muttered in response.

But Hu Tu didn't expect that his murmur seemed to encourage Mr. Chen to continue talking.He said: "There are many kinds of antiques, such as calligraphy, paintings, sculptures, porcelain, lacquerware, wood carvings, teapots, furniture, etc. In fact, your nuclear carvings are also antiques after a long time. Boss Hu, you know the earliest When was the nuclear carving?"

Hu Tu thought for a while before answering: "I remember it was in the Ming Dynasty!"

For some reason, Hu Tu's originally befuddled mind recalled what he had read, and he immediately added: "I remembered, the earliest nuclei carvings that were definitely found in the writings were from the Ming Dynasty. I remember, "Secret Collection of the Qing Dynasty" records that in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a man named Xia Baiyan, who could carve sixteen dolls on the olive core, with all the joy and anger. The graceful state is formed in the small core of a square inch'."

(End of this chapter)