Seeing her excited and dancing, Li Mo sighed secretly. Even a top student would become irrational when meeting a big star like Sirui.
"Classmate Tang Xin, aren't you going to show the way back?"
"Yeah, let's talk about it when we get home."
The car drove forward under her guidance.
"Miss Sirui, many people in our village like your TV series. You did a great job in the recently revived Republican spy film "Tracking". If they knew that a big star like you had come to my house, the whole village would be shocked. It will create a sensation. Can I take some photos with you when we get home? Don’t worry, I will keep it for myself and won’t publicize it.”
"Okay." Qin Sirui smiled and nodded.
"Classmate Tang Xin, why do I suddenly feel sour in my heart? Logically speaking, you should be fawning over me. Why are you even more enthusiastic about Sirui?"
Li Mo said jokingly.
Tang Xin was stunned for a moment before saying, "Because Miss Sirui is a big star."
This answer was so good that it actually left Li Mo speechless.
"But Teacher Li, why are you and Miss Sirui together?"
Women really do have a gossipy heart.
"We are very good friends. When she heard that I was coming to Sichuan, she wanted to see the national treasure giant panda, so she came with me."
"So that's it. It's not too far to go to the Giant Panda Base. But our Zidadi is also a good place for tourism. Our village has already been developed into an ethnic village. It's winter vacation now, and there are more tourists every day."
She didn't need to say more. Li Mo had already seen through the car window the buildings of different styles outside, and there were pedestrians wearing different clothes coming and going on the road.
The car drove for almost ten minutes and parked in the parking lot at the entrance of the village under Tang Xin's guidance.
“There are so many tourists.”
Li Mo looked at the tourist buses around him and listened to the different ethnic accents. He suddenly felt like he had entered another world.
"Classmate Tang Xin, are you from an ethnic minority?"
"I am Han nationality, but there are several ethnic minority villages nearby. After so many years of integration, the current big family has been formed. Teacher Li, my family is in the ethnic village, follow me.
The ethnic village is divided into two parts by a small river. There are two-meter-wide cement roads on both sides of the river, and there are buildings full of ethnic minority customs on the roadside. Tang Xin's family opened a spicy stewed vegetable restaurant in Ethnic Village. She walked through the store and entered a small courtyard through the back door. She and her family lived in a two-story small building in the backyard.
"Mom, Teacher Li is here."
Tang Xin shouted into the house, and then she saw four people walking out of the house, two old people who should be her grandparents, a middle-aged woman in her forties and a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Grandpa, grandma, mom, let me introduce to you, this is our youngest teacher at Beijing University, Mr. Li Mo."
"Hello, Teacher Li."
Tang Xin's mother said hurriedly and respectfully, "The teacher from Beijing University, that is an extraordinary young man." In her simple mind, teachers are sacred, not to mention teachers from the top prestigious schools in the country.
The two old men were even more excited and made gestures to invite them into the house.
Entering the house, it was much warmer inside.
Tang Xin's mother looked at Qin Sirui, who was wearing a mask, and then at the tall and powerful men who looked like bodyguards. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Mrs. Tang, these are all my friends. We are coming with you for a few days this time." Li Mo gave a brief introduction.
"Hello, please take a seat. Xinxin, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Go make tea and entertain the distinguished guests."
"good."
The tea leaves used by Tang Xin's family are unknown local teas. They pick them in the mountains and fry them at home. However, the aroma produced by boiling water is not bad at all.
"Classmate Tang Xin, where is the Tang Sancai you mentioned? If it's convenient, you can show it to me."
"Teacher Li, I'm really sorry. That piece of Tang Sancai has always been kept by my father. He went out to buy some things and hasn't come back yet."
Tang Xin took out her cell phone and was about to contact her father. Before the call was dialed, she saw more than ten people walking into the backyard. Tang Xin's family's expressions changed slightly, but they still went out to greet those people.
"Mom Xinxin, I heard that a great expert came from Kyoto today to help identify the ancestral treasure. We have nothing to do at home, so we came over to help take care of it."
A yin and yang woman's voice sounded.
"Yes, Xinxin's mother, that treasure was passed down from our ancestors and is priceless. Xinxin said that she hired a great expert. We were worried that she would be deceived when she was young, so we came to take a look together. Is that great expert here? ?”
While talking, a group of people walked into the house, and the living room, which was not spacious, suddenly became extremely crowded. Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Mo, because he was the only one among a group of strangers sitting there carefully sipping tea, and there was a woman sitting next to him. As for the others standing behind them, they looked like bodyguards, and they had quite a bit of style and aura.
It's just that the man is too young, so they can't figure it out.
"Give me a moment and I'll go in."
At this time, a rough voice sounded outside the door, and a tall, middle-aged man with a thick beard squeezed into the crowd. He was holding a box of wine in his arms.
"Dad, Teacher Li is here."
Tang Xin walked over and said softly.
Her father hurriedly put it down and wiped his hands on his clothes. He wanted to shake hands with Li Mo, but he was afraid that his hands were not clean. A somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on his rough face and he said: "Hello, Teacher Li, Xinxin keeps saying You are very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young. No wonder Xinxin said you are the youngest teacher in the history of Beijing University."
"Hello Mr. Tang."
Li Mo stood up and took the initiative to reach out and shake his hand gently. He pointed behind him and said again: "They are all my friends. After the appraisal of the Tang Sancai, we have to be on our way."
"Oh, thank you so much, Teacher Li. Please sit down, I will go to the house to get Tang Sancai now."
After a while, Tang Xin's father walked to the living room holding a square box and carefully placed it on the table. He opened the lid of the box and found a horse lying inside, wrapped in soft cotton padding to avoid colliding with the wooden box.
This is the shape of a flying horse with upright hooves. The main body is white, but the saddle on the body is green, and the two reins are yellow. The shape of this horse is smooth and its muscles and bones are expressive, which shows how exquisite the craftsmanship of the craftsman is.
The glaze surface is quite shiny, giving it a reflective texture under natural light during the day. Just from the appearance, this Tang Sancai really looks like porcelain.
He used his special pupils, his gaze penetrated the horse's body, and a light red halo was transmitted from the three-color horse's body, and then formed circles of light that spread around.
This is indeed Tang Sancai.
A veritable tricolor horse.
It's just that the firing process of this three-color horse is a bit different from the traditional Tang three-color painting process.
Li Mo knew what was going on. He sat back on the chair, picked up the teacup and continued drinking.
"Teacher Li, Xinxin said that you are an expert in appraisal in this field. I wonder what your conclusion is on this Tang Sancai that has been handed down from ancestors?"
Tang Xin's father's words were obviously a little false. He had found two different experts to identify it, and they both found it to be a fake. So what he said could not be false, but he still had no idea in his heart.
Everyone in the room looked at Li Mo, waiting for his answer.
Li Mo put down the teacup, sighed softly and asked: "Mr. Tang, you said that this Tang Sancai is inherited from the ancestors, who kept it before you?"
"It's my grandfather. He passed it directly to me before he passed away. Teacher Li, from what you say, is this Tang Sancai a fake?"
"Mr. Tang, although I don't know if anything unusual happened during your grandfather's custody, I can tell you for sure that this Tang Sancai is indeed a fake."
"What, Teacher Li, is this really a fake?"
Tang Xin's eyes widened and she was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
"Classmate Tang Xin, Mr. Tang, listen to me. All the authentic Tang Sancai horses currently on the market come from tombs. That is to say, in ancient times, Tang Sancai horses were used for burials, and there have never been authentic ones handed down from generation to generation."
"Why?" Tang Xin's father asked hurriedly.
"I just said that in ancient times, the three-colored horse was used for burials, which means that it belongs to the category of underworld tools. In feudal society, who would put a underworld implement in their home? This is one of them." Li Mo Zhi pointed at the tri-colored horse and continued, "Secondly, judging from the firing process, the real tri-colored tri-colored pottery of the Tang Dynasty is fired at a low temperature, and the finished product is pottery. When the temperature reaches 1,200 degrees, the soil will become porcelain. Please pay careful attention. Look at this three-color horse, and then compare it with the porcelain bowl and porcelain plate you use when eating, and see if the surface textures of the two are the same."
Those who blocked the door immediately let out disappointed sighs.
"It's really a fake. I'm happy for nothing."
"I dream about getting rich every day, but it turns out it is really a dream."
"The words of our ancestors can't be trusted either."
The group of people came suddenly and left quickly. They were still chattering incoherently when they walked out.
"Classmate Tang Xin, are they all your relatives?"
Li Mo pointed at the backs of those people.
"They are all from the same ancestor, but they have been released in five servers." Tang Xin took a deep breath and said, "Whether it is a fake, if it is the real thing, God knows what trouble will happen."
"That's all, since Teacher Li has confirmed that it is a fake, then we have given up." Tang Xin's father also waved his hands, with a very complicated mood.
At this time, Li Mo laughed softly and said, "Don't worry, father and daughter. In fact, I just saw that there were too many people in the house, so I told a lie."
The people of the Tang family instantly focused their attention on him.
"Teacher Li, what do you mean?"
"Classmate Tang Xin, you guessed it right. This tricolor horse is indeed a Tang Sancai, a valuable antique. If I had said it was authentic in front of everyone just now, there would probably have been a big problem by now."
"Teacher Li, is this Tang Sancai expensive?"
Tang Xin's parents looked at him eagerly.
"Judging from the current auction records, the highest transaction price seven years ago exceeded 25 million yuan."
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