Who put so much effort into making an ordinary mud inkstone? His main purpose is to hide another famous inkstone.
This kind of inkstone within an inkstone would probably never see the light of day again if I hadn't noticed something unusual by chance. Unless Lao Yan accidentally drops it one day, then he may find a treasure in it.
"Little friend, I bought this old inkstone at a street stall in Liulichang ten years ago. Although it is not exquisite enough, it is more than enough to decorate a bookcase. What do you think, if you like it, I will give it to you."
Mr. Qin walked up to him and said with a smile.
"Dad, I told Li Mo before that I wanted to send it to him, but he refused."
"That's right. With his eyesight, how could he fall in love with such an old object?"
Mr. Qin patted his head. The person in front of him was not an ordinary young man.
"Old man, do you really want to send me away?"
At this moment, Li Mo raised his head and asked seriously.
Mr. Qin was stunned because he saw a bright light in his eyes. He was very familiar with this kind of look. He had seen it countless times before. Could it be that he was mistaken? Could this old inkstone have any secrets?
Li Mo suddenly laughed, waved his hand and said, "If you really want to give it to me, I wouldn't dare to take it."
"You don't dare to ask for it, but I still want to give it to you."
Mr. Qin stared and reached out to take the old inkstone. He looked over it over and over but found no secret.
"Lao Li, get started."
"I've seen this old inkstone many times, but there's nothing to see."
Mr. Li shook his head.
The two old men looked at Li Mo, hoping that he would have some new insights.
Qin Yali also took over and looked at it. It was just an ordinary old inkstone.
"Miss Sirui, please go get a hair dryer, a razor blade, a towel and a basin of ice water."
Li Mo turned around and ordered, today I will show you the real treasure hunting methods.
Qin Sirui sneered: "You are the guest."
"Yali, you go too, hurry up."
The old man is more anxious.
There is no doubt that although what Li Mo wants is strange, it also indirectly tells them that this old inkstone is really extraordinary.
Qin Sirui still had a straight face and was pulled out by his aunt.
Soon all four things were ready, and a group of people in the next hall probably heard the news and crowded into the study one after another.
"Sirui, what is that Li Mo doing? He's pretending to be a ghost." Li Jiayu was jealous. He thought that he was a returnee from overseas and had established a film and television company with the help of his family, which would be listed in the future. Such conditions are outstanding among the younger generation, but today they are really hit hard one after another.
Qin Sirui hated him even more than Li Mo. When he saw him asking questions in his ear, his face changed slightly and he moved a few steps aside in disgust.
Li Jiayu suffered another blow.
"My little friend, everything is ready. Isn't it time for you to reveal the secret?"
Li Mo put away his smile and looked focused. He laid out the towel and stood the old inkstone upright, exposing the chassis. Then use the hot setting of a hair dryer to blow it, moving it while blowing, so that the chassis is evenly heated.
About three minutes later, Li Mo turned off the hair dryer, picked up the blade and started scraping it on the edge of the chassis. The old inkstone powder couldn't help falling.
The next step was to repeat this step. After eight times, Qin Yali finally couldn't help but ask: "Li Mo, what secret did you discover?"
"Don't worry."
After repeating the steps four more times, Li Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. The first step was too time-consuming.
He wiped the chassis clean with a towel, and it was a mess from scratches.
But what about the secret?
"Grandpa Qin, he is deliberately destroying your collection. You and my grandpa have played with an old inkstone many times. We have discovered the secret a long time ago. How can we wait for this boy to reveal it."
"Dad, Jiayu is right, he destroyed a good old inkstone. Don't be fooled by him, drive him away."
The two old men said nothing.
Li Mo also turned a deaf ear to them, two rookies who knew nothing. No, they're not even rookies.
Test the water, the temperature is just right. Li Mo turned the hair dryer to the highest heat setting this time and heated it along the edge of the chassis, which was a localized heating.
When everyone was confused, they saw him immersing the old inkstone in ice water, and only heard a "ba" sound, as if something cracked.
After he took it out and dried it with a towel, Mr. Qin looked closer and saw a clear crack on the edge of the square chassis.
"This chassis is connected!"
"Thank you, old man. This is the secret of Lao Yan. There is a treasure in the inkstone." Li Mo gave a thumbs up. The second step was much easier. He used the blade to slowly pry the thin layer along the crack. The baseboard, although easier, took about five minutes.
The coin-thick bottom plate fell off, revealing the true face of Mount Lu inside.
Several heads crowded over to take a look.
"Duck-headed green, this is the Taohe inkstone, one of the four famous inkstones." Mr. Qin exclaimed excitedly, "Quickly take it out and have a look."
Li Mo shook lightly a few times, and the green duck's head fell into the palm of his hand, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it.
Li Mo observed it and said softly: "It is fine and crystal clear, beautiful and moving, and the stone pattern is like silk, like waves and clouds. This is the top duck head green. The inkstone is in a boxy shape, with pine forest, bamboo and stone carved on the sides. The workmanship is exquisite and gorgeous, and the picture is clearly layered and lifelike. It is definitely from the hands of a top master.”
Looking at the front of the inkstone, there are actually carved running scripts.
"After washing the steel, gold and iron will emerge. When it is cut and washed, it will be strong and dense. At the age of Bingyin, fighting between the north and the south. The one who returned to me is Huang Luzhi. Inscribed by Su Shi in the spring of Zichou."
Li Mo held the duck's head green in both hands and was very excited. This is the inkstone hidden by Su Dongpo in the Song Dynasty. Su Shi, also known as Zizhan, also known as Dongpo Jushi, was one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. A leader in the literary world in the mid-Northern Song Dynasty, he had high achievements in poetry, prose, calligraphy and painting.
He has many masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, and most of his paintings and calligraphy are in the hands of major collectors or used as treasures in museums. But his Tibetan inkstone was discovered for the first time, and it was hidden in another famous inkstone.
"Su Shi hides the inkstone!" Mr. Qin's face turned red. He wanted to stretch out his hand but then retracted it halfway, "Little friend, let me take a look."
How could Li Mo be willing to put it down, but the atmosphere in the study was too weird, everyone was looking at him, and some wished they could kill him instantly with their eyes, so he had to put it gently on the towel.
You guys watch slowly, I'm going out to calm down.
Qin Sirui was probably the only one present who was not interested in this. Seeing Li Mo's reluctant look, she suddenly felt that this person was quite interesting.
"You are really special." Qin Sirui followed, "Can you tell me how you found out?"
"Why do you want to be an actor?" Li Mo asked back.
"Being an actor and playing different roles is actually interpreting different lives and experiencing the ups and downs of each role. I like that feeling."
Li Mo nodded. This was a very pure idea. I didn't know if she could stick to her own ideas. The entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat, and many people can’t help but enter it.
"The purpose of being an actor is to experience different lives, not for so-called fame and fortune. And I like antiques. Whenever I meet one, I will first research whether it is authentic, which dynasty it belongs to, and the social background of the time. When you suddenly find that an antique is indeed from a certain dynasty, but it is incompatible with the environment at that time, you will have doubts, why is this?"
Qin Sirui didn't understand, so he just looked at him expressionlessly.
"For example, in your eyes, this old inkstone is something that has been around for a long time. But in our eyes, this old inkstone is not simple. It is one of the four famous inkstones in history. This kind of famous inkstone is not something that ordinary people can use. Either they were high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen. So in such a feudal society, how could those craftsmen casually make an unrefined inkstone."
"That's why I became suspicious. You saw what happened next."
At this time, Li Jiayu's voice was heard in the study: "Grandpa, how much is this Su Shi Tibetan inkstone worth? Is it ten million?"
"Only one Su Shi Tibetan inkstone has been discovered so far. In terms of rarity, it may be more valuable than the Tibetan inkstones preserved by Qianlong. It is possible to find a special inkstone worth 20 to 30 million yuan."
"It's so expensive. Fortunately, that kid didn't ask for it, otherwise it would be like giving him tens of millions in vain."
The last two speakers were Qin Sirui's parents. Li Mo smiled at her: "Understand?"
Qin Sirui hummed softly and turned to look at the rockery in the courtyard. He didn't know what he was thinking.
