"Master Li, have you got any results from the research on the calligraphy yesterday?"
"No."
Li Mo shook his head.
"That shouldn't be the case. You are an expert at appraising treasures yourself, and Grandpa Qin is a great collector in this field. His knowledge can not be overstated as being knowledgeable about the past and the present."
Li Mo said seriously: "I just don't want to tell you the result. I'm afraid you will yell excitedly when you know the answer."
"Master Li, please don't tease me, please. Whose name is it? I didn't sleep well last night. I have been thinking about this."
Li Mo looked at the circles under his eyes, which were indeed a bit dark. He pointed at the back of Miss Xu in front of him and said with a smile: "You didn't sleep well last night, wasn't it because of her?"
Niu Sanpang actually blushed and looked away.
"No way, did you last night..."
"No, don't think too much. Last night, my grandfather, my parents, and my eldest and second sisters took turns doing ideological work for me. You see, it took me a whole night. Mr. Li, don't interrupt."
"I'm not kidding you. In fact, the calligraphy on yesterday's painting was the masterpiece of Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty. It was Liu Yuxi's "Inscription on a Humble Room."
"What?" Niu Sanpang exclaimed, and the passers-by around him looked over in surprise.
Knowing that you couldn't control your emotions, Li Mo waved his hand to ask him to keep his voice down.
Niu Sanpang's face was red with excitement, as if he was the one who picked up the leak.
"I want to collect Zhu Zhishan's wild grass myself, don't use my brain."
Niu Sanpang was immediately discouraged and his happiness was in vain.
As the number of people gradually increased, Li Mo's worries were unfounded. Qin Sirui shuttled among the crowd, chatting quietly with Xu Jiaxin while walking around to look at the items on the roadside stalls.
"Three Fatties, let's walk along the door of the shop. There will be much less people."
"Okay, I'll go tell them."
Li Mo looked up at a shop on the right side of the road, which sold the Four Treasures of the Study. There was a stall at the door of the shop with a pile of coins on the ground, but the stall owner looked familiar.
When I took a closer look, I almost burst out laughing. No wonder he looks familiar. This stall owner is actually the boss Feng from the Magic City Tea Market. Why did he go to Liulichang in Kyoto to set up a stall? He doesn't know how to go to the market.
Boss Feng sat on a stool with a cigarette in his mouth.
Li Mo walked over and waved and shouted: "Boss Feng, we meet again."
"Oh, it turns out it's you." Boss Feng also recognized Li Mo. He quickly stood up and subconsciously took out a cigarette.
"I don't smoke." Li Mo looked at Boss Feng's clothes and said strangely: "Boss Feng, the store in the Magic City Tea Market is closed?"
"How can we not open it? My wife and son are looking after the store. There is an antique festival in Liulichang these two days. I am thinking of coming to Taobao and setting up a stall to practice my skills. Little brother, I really listened to you last time. It’s better than ten years of reading. When I look back, I think what you said makes so much sense. Why don’t I ask my old friends to go around and give me some good-quality ancient coins? Why don’t you take a look at them again?”
"Boss Feng, if you don't have a good tea business, why do you want to do this?"
"To tell you the truth, an old friend I met in the early years made a fortune by tinkering with antiques and so on. In the tea business, I could only make ends meet, so I thought I would spend some time tinkering with it."
Boss Feng pointed to the ancient coins on the ground and continued: "These were not weighed by weight in that village. They were all sorted by my old friends. You see, in addition to the ones laid out on the ground, there is another thousand dollars in that pocket." Multiple."
Li Mo glanced at the ancient coins on the ground and frowned slightly, "Boss Feng, how did your old friend sell you these ancient coins?"
"They are all friends for many years. They gave me friendly prices. They are in good condition, twenty-five pieces, and fifteen pieces of lesser quality. Little brother, you pick your choice today, and I will sell it to you at the cost price. Take more care of mine in the future. Just the tea business.”
"Master Li, do you know this boss?" Niu Sanpang came over and saw the ancient coins on the ground. He squatted down and picked up one with interest.
"Of course I know you. Come and see this gentleman." Boss Feng greeted Niu Sanpang warmly.
Qin Sirui and Xu Jiaxin stood aside and watched quietly.
"Master Li, are these ancient coins real?"
Li Mo also squatted down, rummaged through the ancient coins, and picked up an ancient coin that was covered with rust and had no visible appearance.
"Boss Feng, how much is this?"
"This is cheap. The cost is fifteen yuan for you."
Li Mo then found four more ancient coins with varying degrees of rust.
"Boss, can the ancient coins in that bag be poured out so that I can pick and choose?"
"Okay, we're all friends, I'll pour it out for you to see." Boss Feng poured out all the ancient coins with a splash, "You make your choice."
Li Mo rummaged through those ancient coins, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was actually one.
In his strange eyes, the accumulation of ancient coins reflected several kinds of luster. In addition to the gray of the Qing Dynasty, the blue of the Ming Dynasty, the orange of the Song Dynasty, and the red of the Tang Dynasty, there were two types that he had never encountered before. One The ancient coins radiate gold, and one ancient coin radiates purple-gold.
The purple gold color is half a liang from Qin, and the gold color is five baht from Han Dynasty.
He picked out thirty-five ancient coins one after another, some of which were in good condition, and some of which were completely unrecognizable.
"Boss Feng, do the math and I'll give you the money."
"There are twelve that are in good condition, one of which is twenty-five. I will calculate the rest as fifteen and give it to you. You just need to give me a total of six hundred and forty-five yuan."
"Okay, pack that little bag for me."
After Li Mo paid the money, he stuffed all the ancient coins into his bag. Niu Sanpang's eyes rolled as he looked at them. This guy took action again, even those with serious rust spots. It was obvious that he saw the difference in those ancient coins.
"Boss Feng, you are busy, my friends and I will go shopping again."
"Okay, contact me when you need to buy tea when you return to the Demon City."
"Li Mo, do you want to go over there for a cup of coffee?" Qin Sirui asked suddenly.
Li Mo looked around. People on Liuli Street were getting more and more crowded. There was a cafe not far away where he could take a rest.
"Let's go sit down."
There are not many people in the cafe, and the inside and outside form two completely different worlds. It is quiet and leisurely, with soft music playing, and the air is filled with the rich aroma of coffee.
"I'll just give you a glass of water, you can do whatever you want."
"Master Li, are you familiar with the boss just now?"
"I bought tea from his house once. It was Tegong-level Taiping Houkui. I'm not very familiar with it, but I did pick up a big leak in his shop."
The three of them all looked at Li Mo, and even Miss Xu pricked up her ears to hear what was going on.
"Ms. Xu is also in the tea business. I wonder if the store sells purple clay teapots?"
"Of course we sell them. Tea and tea sets are essential. Some of the high-quality purple clay teapots and tea sets in my store are quite expensive, ranging from hundreds of thousands of yuan."
"Then have you heard of Gu Jingzhou?"
Xu Jiaxin was stunned. How could Gu Jingzhou not know this? He was a master of pot art and a great master in the pot making world. If her shop had a tea set made by Gu Jingzhou, who knows how much better the business would be?
"Don't be stunned. Are the purple clay pots made by Gu Jingzhou very precious?" Niu Sanpang knocked on the table.
"His works are collected by many museums and cultural relics at home and abroad. Wouldn't you say they are very precious? It is normal for a tea set to cost tens of millions. As time goes by, the price of his tea sets will only get higher and higher."
Xu Jiaxin marveled that Li Mo could find such a treasure.
Niu Sanpang suddenly raised his head and let out a long sigh. Life was too frustrating. Compared with Li Mo, he was nothing.
"Li Mo, do those ancient coins you just picked up also have an origin?"
"Anyway, it's interesting. The ancient coins are very rusty. I need to use a special method to remove the rust spots on the surface."
