On the way back, the speed of the car was neither fast nor slow.
I sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Look there, there is a white pagoda on the mountain. What is that place, a temple?"
He glanced at it and said: "What temple? It's the sanatorium in Yuquan Mountain. It's where the big shots live. We ordinary people shouldn't ask about it."
Driving through the Xiangquan Roundabout, it seems like we are walking on a dry river road with four seasons. There are few people and cars here, the roads are clean and the scenery is picturesque.
Qin Xida looked at the road and smiled and said: "Xiangshan is a great place. If I haven't entered it when I am 40 years old, I will settle here. Then I will climb mountains during the day, visit the botanical garden at night, and enjoy the red leaf festival in summer. Tsk tsk... .Those days make me look forward to them just thinking about them.”
"Yes, this place is good, suitable for long-term retirement."
"By the way, Brother Qin, can I ask you something?"
"explain."
"Can you give me one of your guns? The world is not peaceful now, and I want to get one for self-defense."
He smiled and said, "It's a small matter, no problem. I'll get it for you when I get back."
At around one o'clock at noon, after returning home, he opened the closet and let me choose whatever I wanted.
I wanted a big shotgun, but it was hard to hide. After a lot of fussing around, I finally settled on the smallest pistol that could only shoot six rounds, but it was enough for me.
Of course I can afford to buy it myself, but my boss has banned it a long time ago and he won’t let me touch it. So I plan to hide this small pistol without telling the leader and use it for self-defense.
All the goods are sold. Today is the last day in Beijing. Tomorrow I plan to take Doctor Fan away.
Qin Xida said: "Brother, since your nickname is Shenyanfeng, you must have good eyesight. I have a few things here that I am always unsure of. Can you help me take a look?"
"Damn, Brother Qin, there's still something you don't understand? Take it out."
Soon, he brought two large wooden boxes from the inner room.
Opening the wooden box, I saw a large plate with colorful dragon patterns from the Qing Dynasty and a strange-looking bronze vessel.
Let’s talk about this colorful dragon-patterned plate first. There is no official kiln seal on the bottom. Nine dragons are depicted on the inside of the entire plate. The nine dragons’ tails are intertwined with each other, rolling and playing in the clouds. The whole thing looks extraordinary.
The bronze vessel I’m talking about looks like a mandarin duck pot used for hot pot. It has two ears and a copper piece in the middle that separates the pot into two sections. The bronze pot is painted with a large number of grain and rope patterns and various animals. Literary decoration.
I picked up the pot and tapped it with my fingers, and it made a clanging sound.
Qin Xida flicked the cigarette ashes, pointed to the plate and said: "This plate came out of a sunken ship in Guangdong. It doesn't look like an official kiln without money. I didn't pay much attention to it when I took it. Half a year ago, there was a foreign Old Huang Maozi fell in love with this plate, how much do you think he gave me?"
I shook my head and said I couldn't guess.
"Three million! A whole three million! Those old men are always good at competition, and he was willing to pay this number. I thought, is there something weird about this plate?"
"Then where did this thing come from?" I asked.
He said: "This bronze pot was sent by a front line worker in Guizhou. I checked all the information, but I can't find what this type of pot is called, and I don't know what it is used for."
I thought about it and said: "Brother Qin, I don't know the scientific name of this thing. It should be what ancient people used to eat hot pot. Look, here is spicy, and here is not spicy."
"Are you serious?"
I nodded: "Of course, it doesn't matter what it's called. I think this thing was probably used by a tribe in Luo's Ghost Country in Guizhou, at least 1,500 years ago."
He showed an expression as if he was suddenly enlightened and said, "It turns out to be something from that ghost country. No wonder we don't know what it's called. What about this plate?"
"Brother Qin, as you said, all the idiots are smart. It's only right that you didn't sell this plate for three million. If you sold it, I dare say you will never see another one in your life."
Holding a cigarette between his fingers, he asked: "So you mean this thing is of official kiln nature?"
I said: "This thing is not of the nature of an official kiln. Although it has no inscription, it is undoubtedly an official kiln, and it is an official kiln among official kilns! This must be something from the Qing palace! I can't figure it out. Why did you end up in the sunken ship?"
After hearing this, Qin Xida frowned and said: "An old expert from Wenbo also saw this plate. He thought that this plate might be a new variety that Tang Ying tried to bake. Later, because Qianlong didn't like it and didn't approve it, he didn't sign it and left it. In the palace."
"Bullshit! I don't agree with this point of view."
"Look here!"
I raised the plate and held it up to the light and said, "Look at the head of this dragon. Although the color is very light, you can still see a hint of green, right?"
"Yes, I can indeed see a little bit," he said.
I put down the plate and said: "This kind of green is called lake green. It only appears on the porcelain of the middle and early Kangxi years. It was probably from the 20th to the 28th year of Kangxi. When was Tang Ying born? He was born in the 21st year of Kangxi. I'll count it out for him! Did he bake this plate when he was seven years old?"
"So, this thing is a five-color test-burning variety from the early Kangxi period. If one box of bowls was burned at that time, only five of them would survive!"
Qin Xida suddenly said: "Oh... So that's it. Why wasn't such a beautiful plate produced in mass production back then?"
I shook my head: "I don't know. I'm not a god. How can I know what Emperor Kangxi was thinking back then? But I can take a guess. I think the lake green glaze color may have been used in the wrong place."
"How to say?"
"Dragon head, the dragon represents the emperor himself! A green head on the dragon's head is like wearing a cuckold. Emperor Kangxi was in his prime at the time. When he looked at the cuckold dragon, he thought of himself. Can he be happy?"
"Ha ha!"
"I admire you! If nothing else, Brother Guang, your vision is really amazing! You solved a long-standing mystery in my heart!"
"A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend. We must have a drink! I will see you off before you leave!"
In this way, we drank from afternoon until dark. Because the foreign wine we drank was too strong, he and I were both drunk. Later, he simply fell asleep on the table.
I went to the bathroom to drain the water and was peeing. I don't know what happened, but suddenly I felt a chill and wind on my back.
"Qin...Brother Qin, please rest, I...I'm going back!"
Qin Xida lay on the table and did not reply to me.
I staggered out of the door, and before I could start the fire in the back seat of the car, I suddenly heard a "buzzing" vibrating sound from my phone.
"Whose phone number?"
I saw that the screen of my phone was black, and the vibrating sound came from the back seat of the car.
I looked around and found a flip phone from the gap in the back seat of the car. This phone was exactly the same as Ryoko's phone. I thought Ryoko was pulling the phone into the car, so I picked it up without thinking.
"I've been around here, why haven't I seen you yet? How is everything going? Have you found Fan Yunbai's residence?"
I didn't hesitate and hung up immediately.
