Daomu Biji Chapter 15: Focus
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At the moment when the gong-bearer was about to sound the gong, I raised my hand and accepted the price.
Although I clearly know that this small action that I may do many times a day will immediately make me impoverished and return to before liberation, I will not allow the opportunity to unlock the answer to slip away like this, even if I am really naive enough to buy it. A fake, but I firmly believe that since the seal carver of this fake can use such materials, carve copper fish with snake eyebrows, and know the appearance of the ancient ring in the ancient building, then the secrets this person knows are worth the price. Of course, the premise is that it is new. Someone behind the moon knows the origin of this thing.
The beautiful woman with strange ears waved her jade arm, stopped the gong-raiser, and entered the price-raising process again.
The moment I remembered the sound of the gong, I knew that I had become the original poor boy again.
I glanced at Xiuxiu, who was also looking at me with a questioning look on her face. At this time, the black glasses silently tapped the table with her index finger, not knowing what she was thinking.
Looking in the direction of the second uncle, the corridor was still empty.
What kind of medicine is this second uncle selling in his gourd? I was completely confused.
Suddenly a person appeared in my field of vision. He was standing quietly in the attic corridor on the second floor. He was the old man holding a pipe in his mouth. He was looking in my direction with a smile on his face and nodded to me kindly.
I don’t know why, but I did have a feeling of kindness in my mind, as if I had seen him before, so I politely returned the gift, then turned around and signed the Zhuo number on the subscription form that the waitress just sent me.
There was a sound coming from the stairs next to me, and I turned around to see a white-haired man who had followed my uncle upstairs before the auction started. He came towards me.
This heightened my vigilance, and I thought, sure enough, there is a secret here.
The black glasses also became alert, and the sitting posture that was originally facing the stage turned towards me.
"This friend, whose surname is Guan, is a small figure in the antiques industry in Beijing. Are you interested in coming to the second floor when the auction ends? A few friends and I would like to treat you to a cup of tea." The white-haired man bowed. He lowered his head and said to me.
"Is something wrong?", I asked.
“A few of our old friends are somewhat interested in the ancient ring you just got. Unfortunately, we don’t have much money today. I plan to ask you to show me your face in the near future and talk about whether you can give this item to me. Don’t worry. As long as you open your mouth about the price, we will never give you a different price." After saying that, without waiting for my answer, he turned around and walked up to the second floor again.
His two short sentences gave me some ideas.
First of all, this ancient ring is not a fake, that’s for sure.
Secondly, the second uncle really wanted to get this object, which shows that he is very aware of the origin and value of this ancient ring.
But one moment they say they don’t have enough money, and the next moment they say they want to buy it at a high price. Didn’t they bring enough money today? No, my seemingly frugal second uncle could throw away hundreds of thousands for a sword. Would he care about such a sum?
I looked in the direction of my second uncle again. I don’t know when he was standing in the corridor, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and looking at me. I couldn’t help but nodded to him to show some respect. Habit, for many years, there has always been an aura in the second uncle's body, an oppressive aura. In the Wu family, the aura that younger generations like me admire, even the third uncle, never dared to be in the second uncle's body. Act wildly in front of me. It is for this reason that people from all walks of life never dare to cross the rules set by the Wu family in their business.
He smiled slightly at me, and this fake lama actually clasped his hands together and returned the favor.
Ignoring my second uncle, I turned my head and took a sip of tea. I looked at the album. The next item on the lot should be an ancient astrolabe. The astrolabe is a derivative of the ancient astrology created by the Chinese ancestors. If you want to trace the history, you can trace it back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties at the earliest, but the piece in the album in front of me seems to be a new one. I can vaguely see some Arabic numerals on it. As long as there are numbers, it can only be from the middle Yuan Dynasty at the earliest, and It's covered in patina and it's hard to see what's going on in the album, so it probably won't fetch much.
I was about to go out and take a breather. After all, the strangeness caused by the ancient ring just now lingered in my heart. After taking a few steps, I found that the main entrance of Xinyue was locked, preventing anyone from entering as if facing a formidable enemy. Of course , and also to prevent anyone from going out.
I walked back silently and looked up to find that the old man directly above me on the second floor seemed to be observing me closely, which made me very uncomfortable.
A sweet cry from the strange-eared beauty pulled me back to the auction. Sure enough, what was about to be auctioned was the copper astrolabe in the album.
I can't describe the feeling I felt when I saw this astrolabe. Although it was close at hand, it was far away in the sky. This astrolabe was very strange. It was not a wide square as advocated in ancient times, but an oval shape with stars. The diagram also has an unprecedented structure, which is completely different from the several astrolabe versions I have printed before.
At the same time, I also discovered that there seemed to be a sunken pattern in the upper right corner of the astrolabe, and a string of protruding words. The pattern...the pattern seemed to be two fish.