Sui Yu Tou Zhu

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He and Ding Hanbai walked back side by side, one meter by one meter, step by step, to the gate and up the steps, through the front yard, back to the small courtyard, and walked down the corridor to the outside of the bedroom. At the same time, they stood still, turning their faces to each other's eyes.

There is no wind, and the scent of lilac is locked in the air, covering the alcohol on Ding Hanbai's body."Go to bed early, even if you give the gift." Ding Hanbai said, "I am not considerate?"

Ji Shenyu opened the door and replied, "Be considerate...Thank you brother."

Unexpectedly, Ding Hanbai added: "No need, I won't be scornful in the future."

When they went back to their rooms, Ding Hanbai never knew what Ji Shenyu had done in retreat, nor did he know the cause of today's depression.However, Ji Shen was convinced and said good night. In short, he temporarily released the previous complaints.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, Ding Hanbai almost arrives late. He gorges himself at breakfast, and beats Ji Shenyu's bun with a big move.It was still too late when I arrived at the work unit, maybe it was too late. At most, Zhang Yin said something.

Ding Hanbai was ready to be criticized. As a result, Zhang Yin wandered around the office with a teacup, and then stood at the window to blow the air, like a happy event at home.He worked at the desk, his shoulders sank after a while, and he raised his head to meet Zhang Yin's smiling face.

"Something?" Ding Hanbai wondered, this guy is so abnormal today.

Zhang Yin asked him, "Didn't you brag and step into the antique circle? Have you been to several antique markets in the city?"

How fresh, Ding Hanbai said: "I have been there, and no tickets are needed."

Zhang Yin's natural provocative face is annoying: "Then what baby did you buy?"

Ding Hanbai replied: "There is nothing real in there." He understood, this person asked preparedly, presumably he had missed it.Sure enough, Zhang Yin patted him on the shoulder, beckoning him to follow.

As soon as the door of the director's office closed, Ding Hanbai saw a celadon vase in the center of the table, and Zhang Yin's face was full of display, waiting to hear him say "admiration".He bent down on the table and looked at it in all directions. Zhang Yin gave him a purple flashlight and said confidently: "Don't talk all day, use real things."

Ding Han Bai kept his eyes intent, and even forgot to lift the bar.

"How is it?" Zhang Yin forced, "Is it true or false?"

Ding Hanbai could see that the type and style of the vessel pass everywhere, and the dirt on it is even more powerful evidence that this is a Qing dynasty celadon vase with water from the ocean.But he tangled, he felt familiar inexplicably, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Of course he has seen it, and this is the pile of fragments he throws away.

Of course he hadn't seen him again, because Ji Shenyu covered it tightly and was airtight before letting go.

Zhang Yinxian had enough to push people out, Ding Hanbai stood straight and walked outside, opened the door and turned around and asked, "Which antique market did you buy it at? What kind of seller?"

"Tortoiseshell." Zhang Yin said, "The seller is a prodigal son. I don't think I will go again after changing the pocket money. You won't be there anymore."

Ding Hanbai's heart was tied to the vase until he got off work, and it was confiscated every second.Why did Zhang Yin miss it?He was so depressed that he almost ran a red light on the road.

But I have doubts in my heart, is that really a good thing?He wanted to see it again, scratching his heart and thinking.

On the other hand, Zhang Yin was so proud of the spring breeze, he rushed to the old Chongshui area, wandering in a dilapidated bungalow, mottled gray walls and narrow alleys, and the famous brand in front of each house is covered with rust.There was a trolley parked in front of No. 57. The cart was full of waste products, and there was nowhere to go in. The small courtyard was also full of waste products.

The cotton curtains hanging in winter have not been taken off yet, Zhang Yin opened them and said, "Are you at home?"

In just two rooms, the old man in a sweatshirt came out of the room without saying a word or looking at people, and locked the door first.Zhang Yin found a chair and sat down and said mockingly: "Guarding your son is like guarding against a thief. Are you tired?"

The old man turned around, actually not too old, at most sixty, his hair rooted upright, he was completely angry.The skin and flesh were not loose, watching Kong Wu forcefully, but his left eye was dirty, half closed, and blind.

People call him blind Zhang, no one knows his real name is Zhang Sinian.

"Went around me after get off work, aren't you tired?" Zhang Sinian replied, and he went to wash his hands by the basin and asked, "What's the cost of selling waste products?"

Zhang Yin was angry when he heard the "scrap", and left his mind, stood up and choked: "The embarrassment is harvested in this corner, where will you let my face go? There are waste products outside and fakes inside. I see you. What should I do after I can’t move the cart for ten times?!"

Zhang Sinian raised his thick eyebrows and pulled at the blind outline: "What should I do? When I kick my legs, if you are willing, you can use the cart and push me to the bottom of the wild mountain. It's all set."

Seeing that there was a quarrel, Zhang Yinming retreated, took out the celadon bottle from his bag, and changed the subject under the dim light in the room: "It's not right, you look at this."

Zhang Sinian stood there: "Look at it?"

Zhang Yin laughed: "I want to change the elder glaze small incense burner."

He was bound to win. He came three times in a year and a half. Three things took four or five years to save, all of which were beaten out by the other side with a fake.This time it was different. He was confident. He had to let the old man go to the inside door without letting go.

Zhang Sinian didn't let go of the fart. He held the key to unlock. Zhang Yin looked at the figure and gave out a boundless anger, and said bitterly, "You can tell the truth if you are blind. It's good for you, collect the waste!"

When the lock was unlocked, Zhang Yin got up and went outside. Inside, there was a single bed, a pair of tables and chairs, all of which were antique.He opened his eyes and flushed with anger. He couldn't tell the truth from the fake. He felt Zhang Sinian was mentally ill.

Zhang Sinian opened the drawer and took out a small ten cm high incense burner. During the exchange, he asked: "Where did you get it?"

Zhang Yin left after answering: "Is it to sell or keep it with you."

The curtain was raised and lowered, the light penetrated in and isolated, Zhang Sinian walked to the table and put the celadon bottle casually, like a water cup or chopsticks.He closed his eyes, couldn't see that he was blind, and hummed Peking Opera "Borrowing the East Wind" to the beat.

In the end, he said in a dramatic tone: "——You are not to be taught."

Just in time for the weekend, Ding Hanbai rarely slept until three poles in the day. Ding Yanshou was going to give lectures to their seniors. When the other four gathered together, he had already drove to the door of the antique market.

Ding Hanbai wore sunglasses, there was no pleat in his trousers, and the Swiss watch on his wrist was shining.His style attracts sellers the most, as if he writes all over his body—a lot of money, a layman, and easy to fool around.

He looks aimless, but in fact the two eyes behind the lens are like scanners, with the celadon bottle in his mind, ready to find him thousands of times.He pondered for a long time, the bottle was too familiar, maybe it was the same batch of objects.

The marine cultural relics are of batch nature, so there may be more than one.

There were too many people on weekends, and gradually the market was full. Ding Hanbai wandered around and left after a few rounds, not seeing any "suspicious characters".Turning to the side alley, the alley is narrow, sitting and selling, squatting and watching, there is no way to get down.

There was a small shade at the end of the alley, but an old man was sitting there wearing sunglasses, an old autumn coat in front of him, and a celadon vase on his clothes.Ding Hanbai didn't go straight when he saw it. He pretended to stay in other stalls, lingering enough to reach the end.

He took off his sunglasses: "I'm still wearing it in the shade."

"Eyes are not strong, not happy to watch." The old man said.This old man is Zhang Sinian.

Ding Han stretched his trouser legs and squatted down, picked up the bottle and began to look at it. His face was not good at first, and his face was getting heavier at this time.However, the surface is calm, but the wind is stirred inside.

He didn't have the ability to remember Zhang Yin, but he just saw Zhang Yin's yesterday, so he won't forget it.

Even if they come out of the same batch, the position of the worms can’t be the same, right?

Zhang Sinian took out a cigarette and smoked it, waiting for Ding Hanbai to ask questions, asking if he understood.Ding Hanbai looked like a dumb, looking over and over, he was a little dizzy, Zhang Yin's piece was like a pile of fragments at home, and this piece in his hand looked like Zhang Yin's piece.

Some people wandered here and wanted to have a look, but instead of letting go, he asked directly: "How much?"

Which seller does not like big money?Zhang Sinian raised three fingers, thirty thousand.

Ding Hanbai did not counter-offer, and then asked: "Zhejiang drifted over?" A drifting word proved that he understood that it was something in the water, but he was not asking about Fujian, and the purpose was to defraud the origin.

Zhang Sinian looked down at him from the top of the lens, and said, "Fujian."

Ding Hanbai did not hesitate anymore: "Packed, I will withdraw the money."

The bank is right next to him.Before he left, he watched Zhang Sinian smile at him, not because he was happy after getting the money, but the kind of smile that...can't help it.

He simply laughed: "I belong to the city museum."

Zhang Sinian is not ashamed: "I'm collecting waste."

"Then don't have to work this month, thirty thousand should be enough to spend." Ding Hanbai said, "I can't, I have to work overtime now."

He picked up the car and left, and rushed to the museum, seeking help from the curator with the favor of the Han stone portraits to test the celadon vase.It is not troublesome to send for inspection, but it will take two days to wait for the results. After the test, he takes his things home.

That's right, Ding Hanbai took out 30,000, but he didn't make sure this thing was true.

Zhang Yin can only bring back fragments of the bottom of the basin during a trip to Fujian. Such intact artifacts must be kept for exhibition in Fujian Province. Even if someone finds a way to buy one, how can they be thousands of kilometers away in two months? ?

He has to take it back and study it.

The research is not enough, so he can only do special tests with a shy face.

Ding Hanbai arrived home, no one in the family, and Ding Yanshou went to Yupin.He went into the study and put the celadon vase on the table, looking at the book "Like a Mountain Like a Sea" a little bit.

Time is ticking, and the clues are always chaotic.

When speaking from far to near, Ji Shenyu and Jiang Tingen each returned with a snuff bottle. The dense net in Ding Hanbai's mind disappeared, and he decided to take a break to see what the two of them were happy about.

The three gathered at the bottom of the gallery, and Jiang Tingen screamed: "Brother, uncle let us sculpt snuff bottles. The electric stone I chose is a double-pigeon dog."