It takes two hours by train to Kyoto.
After getting in the car, Wang Ke found a seat, sat down and took out the copper bowl from his bag. It was still very heavy in his hand. He looked at it carefully and saw the words "One bowl for thousands of families" written on it.
Just from the color of the copper, it can be vaguely seen that this copper bowl must be of some age. Wang Ke also cannot understand the mystery of this bowl. Since the old beggar even lost his luggage, but he took this thing with him, he must have It's a treasure. I would like to ask Professor Wen to take a look at it in the future. If it is really an antique, it would not be wrong to give it to Professor Wen as a decoration.
But then I thought about it, if it was really a treasure, the old beggar wouldn't give it away easily.
Sitting in the car, Wang Ke thought about it again and again, always feeling that he had seen this old beggar somewhere. Especially the mouth with missing teeth and his stuttering when speaking, are so familiar.
Moreover, this old beggar was so funny that he even said that he was lucky and was destined to be with six women.
Counting from the time he started serving as a soldier, he has only met seven women in total so far, including the three female soldiers at the farm health center at the division headquarters, Mrs. Fu's wife, the heavy truck driver Ye Pianpian, and the daughter-in-law of the platoon leader Zuo Wei. . Could it be that……
These are all superstitions and tricks to cheat money.
The bus arrived in Kyoto a little before noon. After leaving the station, I found the bus stop and looked at the stop sign. I was dazzled. Just ask. Sure enough, a staff member at the bus station wearing a red armband to maintain order told him which bus to take.
As he said that, the car came and he quickly got on the bus. Soldiers don't have to pay to ride in the car. He stood in the middle of the car and found the home of platoon leader Yan Jiao directly according to the address.
When we arrived at the home of platoon leader Yan Jiao, we found that no one was at home. When we asked the neighbors, they said that a child at home was undergoing surgery at a nearby hospital. That is the real Luo.
Wang Ke quickly went to buy some fruit and took it to the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, we went directly to the surgery department and finally saw Platoon Leader Yanjiao lying on the bed taking fluids.
Sitting next to him was a thin old man with high cheekbones and gray temples. His hair was combed very carefully without any mess. Wearing a neat tunic suit, he sat quietly on the chair.
As soon as he saw Wang Ke, platoon leader Yan Jiao used his hand without water to support him and tried to sit up. "Come on, come on, reconnaissance squad leader, why are you here?"
"Hello, Platoon Commander! I heard you had surgery and I came to see you."
Wang Ke put down the fruit, Yan Jiao pointed at the old man and said, "My grandpa."
"Hello, Grandpa!" Wang Ke saluted Yan Jiao's grandfather with his feet together.
Yanjiao's grandfather immediately smiled: "Okay, hello, reconnaissance squad leader! Your name is Wang Ke, right?" Yanjiao's grandfather said with great enthusiasm.
"Grandpa, do you know me?"
"Of course I know you." He pointed at Yan Jiao, "I know the names of the soldiers in your platoon. Sit down quickly and take off your satchel. What does it contain?"
Wang Ke was a little embarrassed, so he immediately took off his backpack and put it on the bedside table. The result was a "boom" sound.
"What is it?" Yan Jiao asked.
"Nothing, it's just a copper bowl. An old beggar gave it to me on the road just now." Wang Ke told the old beggar he met at the train station and gave him three and a half steamed buns. As for the gift of sixty yuan, Wang Ke swallowed it back as soon as the words came to his lips.
"Three steamed buns can be exchanged for a copper bowl. Take it out and show it to us." Yan Jiao said on the bed.
Wang Ke felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
"Platoon leader, this is actually a rice bowl, what's so good about it." As he said that, he took out the copper bowl given to him by the old beggar from his bag.
I saw that this bowl was made of red copper, with plump shoulders and narrow feet, dark and moist skin, moderate thickness of the wall, smooth arc lines, and simple and regular shape. There is no bottom line, and the line "One bowl of food for thousands of families" has a strong sharp edge and a strong flavor of gold and stone.
When Yan Jiao's grandfather saw it, he immediately took it over.
"Grandpa, what on earth is this?"
Yanjiao's grandfather didn't say anything. He put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, he put it down gently, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Reconnaissance squad leader, good intentions are rewarded. You have found a treasure."
"Ah, grandpa, what is this called? Is it valuable?" Yan Jiao was anxious on the bed and immediately wanted to get the copper bowl.
"This thing is called a bowl or a bowl, but it can also be called a bowl stove or a bowl-type stove. Because it is larger than ordinary bowls and is custom-made." Grandpa Yanjiao continued, "Have you seen Journey to the West? Well, Tang Monk inside is holding such an alms bowl for alms."
"The copper bowl was first introduced from India. It started in the Tang Dynasty. Both monks and Taoists used it to eat. The monks called it a bowl and the Taoists called it a bowl. The bowls are smaller than the bowls. There are two in total, one on the left. For rice, one should put the vegetables on the right side. When eating, take a chopstick and make a circle in it. The marked position is the position where the vegetables and rice are placed. Don't waste it. This should be a bowl, with the words engraved on the back. And in my judgment, it should be No later than the Northern Song Dynasty."
Historically, the Northern Song Dynasty was divided into sects and sects, and several emperors respected Taoism and abandoned Buddhism. Strong support for native teachings. This Wang Ke studied history when he was in middle school and knew a little bit about it. I heard that this copper bowl was still valuable, so I wanted to show it to Professor Wen.
At this time, Yan Jiao said, "Grandpa, if you think it's a treasure, just keep it."
Yan Jiao's grandfather smiled, "I haven't even figured out its origin yet. A gentleman will not take away people's love, so you can worry about it. Let's talk about the fragments of Mr. Wang Xizhi. Just in time, your reconnaissance squad leader Here too. I need to know the situation."
"Yes, yes, reconnaissance squad leader, grandpa has seen your photo. He is very interested, but he has a few questions to ask you." Yan Jiao immediately became excited.
Wang Ke was also very happy, so he put the "copper bowl" back into his bag and said, "Grandpa, just ask."
"Reconnaissance squad leader, I first need to know the origin of this fragment and whether it really belongs to the direct descendants of the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi. Because these three chapters are the middle section of the Lanting preface. The original Lanting preface was buried by Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. Underground, it has not seen the light of day for thousands of years, and what has been discovered has been forged by later generations."
"As for whether these three articles are forgeries, I can answer you. I don't know about the others." Wang Ke said. He felt that Grandpa Yanjiao was indeed a great collector and very professional.
"Then can you come and listen?"
So Wang Ke told the story of Qilu Wang Fuzhi, the teacher of platoon leader Hu Zhijun, in detail.
"I have heard of this person, and the place you mentioned is right. Can I meet this person?"
Wang Ke shook his head. He knew that platoon leader Hu Zhijun would not agree either.
"That's all. Secondly, I need to work together to authenticate it. If it is an authentic work, I don't care about the money. I will definitely pay more than what the institution paid." Yanjiao's grandfather continued.
"Grandpa, how tall can you be?" Wang Ke asked. He suddenly felt like a businessman.
"At least 20% higher, no, 50% higher. If it is authentic, I can put down a deposit of 100,000 yuan on the spot."
One hundred thousand? ! After listening to Grandpa Yanjiao's words, Wang Ke felt as if he was in a dream. He and platoon leader Hu Zhijun would never earn one hundred thousand in their lifetimes. This is not the final transaction price.
"Grandpa, there seems to be no problem with this. Whenever you have time, we will come to you."
"I have to go back to Jinmen first. I have some things on hand over there."
"Grandpa, you're not in Kyoto? Are you from Jinmen?"
"Yeah, how can anyone in Kyoto find someone who talks so nicely like me?!"
"That's great!" If you are from Jinmen, there is no need to go to Kyoto for identification, Professor Wen can do it. Wang Ke really wants to see Professor Wen. He wants to give him his volcanic stone and this "copper bowl". He also wants to see the Jade Turtle, Professor Ye Rongguang, and Ye Pianpian...
"You sound like you're doing, Scout Squad Leader, do you have friends in Jinmen?"
"Grandpa, I know Professor Wen from the Department of Archeology and Professor Ye Rongguang from the Department of Biology at Jinmen University."
"Ah, do you know Professor Wen and Professor Ye too?" This time it was Yan Jiao's grandfather's turn to be surprised.
"We know each other. We participated in the joint archaeological expedition together last year..."
"Wait a minute, are you the little soldier who once rescued Ye Rongguang's three experts? Are you the reconnaissance squad leader who made Lao Wen beg to accept you as his apprentice and adopted son?" Yanjiao's grandfather said and stood up. Come on, this is so shocking. Almost no one in Tianjin knows about the accident of the joint archaeological inspection team in the Xishan Mountains of Hebei Province, and there was even a special interview report in the newspaper. Unexpectedly, this little warrior was right in front of him.
Moreover, Jinmen University also specifically asked for credit for that little soldier on this matter. The world is big, but the world is so small. The savior of my good friend turned out to be a soldier in his grandson's platoon.
"You brat, why didn't you tell me? Your scout squad leader is the hero who saves people!" Yan Jiao's grandfather was a little angry and scolded Yan Jiao on the bed.
"Grandpa, could you please be reasonable? You never asked me!" In fact, Yan Jiao really owed Wang Ke a favor. He pushed the car down the mountain. If it weren't for Wang Ke If you hide quickly, you'll be covered in dirt by now. As for this matter, he had never dared to tell the whole truth to his family. Now that Wang Ke was right in front of him, Yan Jiao was afraid that Wang Ke would tell the matter.
Yan Jiao knew that Wang Ke had participated in the joint inspection and archaeological team and was awarded second-class merit when he came back, but Yan Jiao always thought that it was Wang Ke's good luck. All the opportunities for meritorious service gave him opportunities to help others and made him rush. On. Take this old beggar. If he knew that he had this copper alms bowl as a gift, he would take the initiative to give him money.
But what Yan Jiao doesn't know is that people's kindness really doesn't have a purpose, and people's bravery really can't be faked. It's a kind of nature, a kind of no hesitation, a kind of natural reaction when meeting someone.
This kind of thing in the bones will bear different fruits in different people. If we deliberately look for this kind of opportunity, sorry, you will never find it. Even if you find it, you can't do it well!
"Okay, reconnaissance squad leader, the biggest gain today for me, Mr. Yan, is not a fragment of a calligrapher or a bronze bowl from the Song Dynasty. It is a match made in heaven, allowing me to get to know a little hero who I admire. We can make a Do you want to make friends on New Year’s Eve?”
Wang Ke didn't quite understand what a year-end friendship meant, but he could understand Grandpa Yanjiao's fiery eyes.
He believed that the deal for these three fragments of platoon leader Hu Zhijun was done!
