Li Mo did not follow them into the main hall and waited for about ten minutes before seeing them come out.
"Grandpa, my aunt must still be healthy and living somewhere, and she will always be happy."
"I hope so. I don't know if I can see her again in my lifetime. Xiao Li, come with me to the commercial street again."
"Okay grandpa."
Li Mo followed with the carton in his arms, exiting the square in front of the temple and turning into a small street. He knew that Shi Lao's emotions had not calmed down yet, so he never spoke. However, after walking for a while, Shi Lao turned to look at him and asked strangely: "What are you doing holding these debris? There is a trash can over there, and the sanitation workers will deal with it if you throw it in."
"It's not heavy anyway, I'll hold it first."
Now even Shi Yunli is curious. It has nothing to do with whether it's heavy or not. It's obviously because you don't want to throw it away.
"What tricks are you kidding?"
Li Mo looked around, leaned over and whispered, "There are good things in the box."
Shi Lao looked at his face strangely. Their grandfather and grandson had been standing by and watching how Li Mo solved the problem. There was a pile of waste and a cardboard box on the ground.
The carton contained yellow straw paper, which was probably used to package sandalwood and candles, but I didn't see anything else in the carton.
"I'm going to examine this carefully when I get back to the courtyard."
"Then let's go back now."
"No, let's just walk around here and relax."
After shopping for about half an hour, the three of them walked towards the courtyard. When he arrived at the courtyard, Li Mo placed the cardboard box on the stone table in the courtyard, and then packed away some of the candles on it and threw them away.
Shi Lao and Shi Yunli stood aside and looked at him. This was the first time they saw with their own eyes how Li Mo appraised treasures.
Li Mo flipped through several pieces of yellow straw paper and pulled out one from the bottom. The difference in the paper in his hand was obvious.
This paper is coated with white wax on the inside and outside, calendered, and dyed with liquid to make it yellow, making it hard and dense. The paper is bright and translucent, moth-proof and water-proof, fine and translucent, and as slippery as spring water. It lasts forever, like a new one.
There is a small oval-shaped red clay seal on the back of the paper, with the six characters "Jinli Shan Sutra Paper" written in Song style, which looks like a registered trademark from the Song Dynasty.
"Xiao Mo, what does this piece of paper say?" Mr. Shi had seen a lot of antiques at Mr. Qin's house, but he was not proficient in them, especially these offbeat things.
"This is the gold paper from the Jinli Mountain Collection handed down from the Song Dynasty. It is also called Jinli Paper. It is one of the four famous papers in ancient times. How precious is it? Let me give an example. Emperor Qianlong was the richest emperor in history. He liked to make Poetry and painting, at that time the Qing court also collected some Tripitaka paper, but the emperor was reluctant to use it, and instead wrote something on the back of the Jinlishan Tibetan scripture scroll."
"Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty also wrote two poems praising golden millet paper and eight poems praising paper fans made of Tibetan scripture paper in "Sikuquanshu" and "Qing Emperor Gaozong's Imperial Poems". In the poems, he believed that gold millet paper surpassed Chengxintang paper is the title of the paper, which has been passed down through the ages."
"Later, Emperor Qianlong asked craftsmen to imitate the 'Jinli Mountain Tibetan Buddhist Paper', but the quality was still different. Now there are some Tripitaka Papers handed down from the Song Dynasty in the Forbidden City Museum, which are very precious."
"I don't understand, is a piece of paper so expensive?" Shi Yunli muttered softly.
Li Mo smiled and continued: "Then let me talk about the preciousness of this paper. Some of the Tripitaka paper produced in the Song Dynasty also had the production year number printed on it, such as 'Yuanfeng' and 'Xining' , 'Chongning', etc. Jinsu Jian had already become a famous paper by that time and was often collected by calligraphers, painters and collectors."
"For example, Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty, wrote "Red Cliff Ode" before and after Su Shi in the Song Dynasty. That work is a classic work of cursive calligraphy in the mid-Ming Dynasty. The paper was written on Jinsushan Sutra paper."
"Dong Qichang's running script of "Song Zhiwen Poems" also used Jinsushan Sutra paper. "Wu Yi Ge" written by Wang Chong of the Ming Dynasty when he was thirty-five years old, combined his own ups and downs, rapid and powerful brushwork The characteristics are reflected in the fact that it is a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation, and the work is also written on the hard Jinlishan Tibetan Sutra paper."
"There are many more cases. You can learn more about them when you have time."
"From what you say, it seems really expensive. Let me take a look."
Shi Yunli took the scripture collection paper from Li Mo's hand and shook it a few times, as if she wanted to feel the quality of the paper.
"Don't shake it, Miss Shi, don't accidentally tear it."
"Let's see how much this piece of paper is worth, your precious one."
Li Mo said in a dumbfounded voice: "It's not expensive. A piece of Jinlishan Buddhist scripture paper handed down from the Song Dynasty only sold for about 350,000 yuan at an auction a few years ago."
Shi Yunli's trembling hands suddenly froze, and then he carefully placed the Tripitaka paper back on the stone table.
Fortunately, I came early today and went out for breakfast with the old man, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to pick up the missing items. Especially this kind of Tripitaka paper is sacred paper in the minds of calligraphers and painters.
But I couldn't get a piece of paper.
"I'm not bragging to you, but if Mr. Qin knows that there are Tripitaka papers from the Song Dynasty here, he will come over immediately."
Shi Lao was a little moved. He stepped forward to take a look and said, "Xiao Mo, is there just one piece of Tripitaka paper in this carton?"
"Let me see, there should be more than one." Li Mo turned it over again, and then took out a thick stack of Tripitaka paper from the paper box. He was excited as he counted it over and over, "Grandpa Shi, there are forty-three in total." open."
Forty-three pieces, which means it is worth over ten million. Those people tried their best to extort some money, but ended up holding a cornucopia in their hands without realizing it.
"I don't know where that yellow-haired guy got these Jinlishan Tripitaka papers. I really want to catch him right away and question him." Li Mo rubbed his chin and thought, there are probably only so many Tripitaka papers in the Forbidden City Museum. There are a lot of treasures in the collection, and I don’t know which wealthy family dug them out.
Seeing that Shi Lao was excited but embarrassed to open his mouth, Li Mo laughed and said, "If I hadn't followed Grandpa Shi to have breakfast today and benefited from your influence, how could I have picked up these treasures. Grandpa Shi, you have a share of the credit here."
Mr. Shi was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I have a few old leaders who like to write about something. If possible..."
"Grandpa Shi, if you need a few, just ask."
"Just five. These are good things that even money can't buy."
Li Mo directly took out ten pictures and asked Yun Li to take a large magazine or something and put them in a book. If you want to give it as a gift, you can put it in a ziplock bag and be careful not to leave any creases.
Jinlishan Tripitaka paper is relatively hard, and if there are creases, it will affect the smoothness of later writing.
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