Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 139, Sure enough, the sack is still the same sack

Wang Qingsong looked at the message in his hand.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't rush to reply, but I was going to check it out later and see what to say.

He glanced at the bed next to him and touched the quilt on it with his hand.

"It's so thin! Isn't it cold?"

I muttered something and looked at the air conditioner. I guess it would keep the cold at bay.

Then I stopped caring about it.

Picking up the sack containing the things, he began to take out the things he had brought and put them on the table.

Then I opened a painting and looked at it.

Looking at the calligraphy and paintings in front of him, Wang Qingsong wondered who he could sell these things to!

Just knowing that this thing is valuable, sales is a problem!

After putting the things away, he returned to the bed and sat down.

Touched the soft quilt.

After working there all day, he planned to sleep here tonight and do other things tomorrow.

He took out his cell phone and searched for information about Xuande Furnace.

Xuande stove?

This was sent to him by Cheng Jianfei, and he didn’t even know what it was!

If you want to sell, you should at least understand it.

Searched on Baidu.

Click on the first Baidu Encyclopedia and look at it carefully.

The Xuande stove is a copper incense stove designed and manufactured by Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, during the third year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty. It is referred to as "Xuande stove".

There's a lot underneath.

After looking carefully for a long time, his brows furrowed.

The several points mentioned there are very important.

Except for a small number of Xuande furnaces that were rewarded and distributed to the emperor's relatives, prominent ministers and various large-scale and popular temples, the rest were placed in the palace.

The common people have never seen the real Xuande furnace from the Xuande year of the Ming Dynasty.

Good things are good things at any time. This thing was very valuable even in ancient times. In order to make huge profits, from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty to the Republic of China, antique dealers continued to imitate Xuande furnaces.

So far, there are many Xuande furnaces collected in major museums in China, but none of them can be recognized by many connoisseurs as a real Xuande furnace.

Identifying the authentic Xuande furnace has become one of the "unsolved cases" in Chinese archeology.

For the above reasons, the price of copper incense burners engraved with the Xuande inscription is extremely low in the international art market, far less than the prices of other ancient Chinese bronzes.

"Fake? Or imitation?"

Wang Qingsong frowned, the incense burner was still on the incense table at his home!

Of course it can't be taken out.

But at this moment, he felt doubtful in his heart, was this antique also fake?

In this case, will the things I buy also be fake?

He wasn't worried about calligraphy and paintings. The clerk at Rongbaozhai said that these paintings and calligraphy were consigned by the author himself.

what about others!

He really wasn't sure.

Forget it, I don’t even have an incense burner at home!

Save it to add incense to your home.

Anyway, it says this thing is cheap.

As for the rest...

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that when Cheng Jianfei looked at these things that day, his eyes and movements were similar to those of people in the cultural relics store.

In addition, Cheng Jianfei asked him if he could sell the incense burner.

He decided to ask the other party anyway.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Because there is a very important issue now. He doesn't know what can be sold and what cannot be sold.

This needs to be clarified.

"Gululu~~"

My stomach growled. I looked at the time, it was already half past eight.

I'm actually a little hungry.

There is indeed a large meat noodle that I bought before in the Bagua Mirror.

But I feel it’s not appropriate to take it out at this time.

"Hey, why is it so cold!"

He was so fascinated just now, but more than an hour had passed and it was still chilly.

My hands are cold.

Thinking that he would have to live here before buying this house, he still asked how to cook here.

Before, he had seen Zhou Ying cooking in the kitchen through the Bagua Mirror.

But he didn't know how to do it.

I didn’t see where the stove and firewood were!

But he also knew that it was definitely not firewood. It was probably the same as the big bags on the roofs of cars in the city.

It seems to be burning gas.

wonder if it is or not.

Wang Qingsong tried his best to connect things here with things over there, so that it would be easier to understand.

Just as he was about to go out, voices came from outside.

Wang Qingsong opened the door and walked out.

I saw Zhou Ying standing there talking to Zhou Xin. When he saw him coming out, she said: "By the way, you are here just in time. Let me tell you in this bathroom where to put your things."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong walked over.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Ying was confused for a while: "What are you doing? Is it cold? Didn't I turn on the air conditioner for you?"

"chilly!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ying felt strange for a while: "Is the air conditioner broken? Let me check for you."

After saying that, he went over to take a look, and when he stood at the door, he felt the coldness inside.

He stretched his head and took a look, and saw that there was nothing he couldn't see, so he walked in.

But her eyes were focused on the sacks on the ground, the paintings and porcelain on the table.

"Holy crap, that was sloppy. I knew there was something good in this sack."

Zhou Ying muttered in her heart.

He glanced at Wang Qingsong, who was following behind him, and asked, "Where did you come from? Isn't it hidden under the bridge? Is this true or false?"

He had only seen these things in museums, art galleries and on his mobile phone. I really haven't seen it anywhere else.

As for Panjiayuan, she knew that there were basically fakes there, and she had never been to that place.

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong fell silent.

The lies can no longer be told.

Zhou Xin, who was following behind, looked curious when she saw the thing.

"Wow! What is this...?"

Zhou Xin was not polite when she came over. She picked up a vase and took a look at it: "Made in the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty~~"

"Hey, put it down. Are you so rude? What if I break it?"

Zhou Ying saw her sister's movements, hurried over, carefully placed the things on the table, and pulled her sister to the side.

This guy was so careless that he thought it was a handicraft.

But she didn't think so.

There have been lessons learned several times.

If they get broken again, I can't afford to pay for it by selling them!

Zhou Xin stuck out her tongue in embarrassment; "I'm sorry! I'm just curious, is this true?"

Wang Qingsong shook his head when he saw this: "It's okay, it'll be fine if it's damaged. I really don't know if it's true."

"Oh!!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xin let out a light ooh and stood a little further away.

To avoid being scolded by my sister again.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying felt the coldness in the air, picked up the remote control and looked at it, smiling bitterly.

"You set it to cooling, can he not be cold?"

After saying that, he pressed it several times in succession, and then he turned to him with the remote control and said: "Look, this is the heating symbol. This snowflake is for cooling, for summer. This is the natural wind..."

"Oh! I guess we just bumped into him."

Wang Qingsong nodded after reading it, thinking that there was a sudden beep just now, and he should have pressed it.

"Okay, let's get out!"

Zhou Ying looked at the things in the room and asked her sister to go out to avoid damaging them.

Not to mention the money borrowed, I still owe the other party a bottle of wine!

She thought to herself that she hoped the wine was fake, or that they wouldn't ask her for it.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong closed the door and followed him out.

After Zhou Ying came out, she looked at him, "By the way, you also have the key to that room. You... lock the door when you go out. Don't lose it."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong looked at the key in his hand and sighed softly.

Then he asked her: "Well...how to cook here?"

You can't even order takeout without an ID card.

This is not a thing.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying glanced at the kitchen: "Just in the kitchen. Let me tell you about the bathroom first."

After saying that, he took him into the bathroom.

"Ours is in the house. If you want to put it here, you can put it there. If you don't want to put it, take it back to your house."

Zhou Ying pointed to a shelf in the bathroom and said there.

By the way, let’s talk about other situations.

"The washing machine is here too."

"This is the water heater, hot water here, cold water here..."

I'm really not used to having an extra man in this room.

In the past, I could put it anywhere, but now I can only take it back to my room, and it is not very convenient to dry underwear.

Wang Qingsong took a look and probably understood.

Only roughly.

After all, it has never been used.

Looking at the water coming out of the shower, I thought of the showers in city bathhouses, which are similar to this one.

He looked at the washing machine.

Never seen this thing before.

Learn slowly, there is still a long way to go!

After getting to know each other in the bathroom, we took him to the kitchen.

Taught him how to use the stove.

"Okay, thank you, I'll try it myself!"

Wang Qingsong felt that he had learned it and thanked Zhou Ying.

Zhou Ying looked at her sister who was snickering there, crooked her with her arm, and then said: "Okay, you can make it yourself. There are noodles and eggs in the refrigerator. This set of bowls and chopsticks belongs to my friend. She doesn't live here anymore. , you can use it from now on. Let’s go back, if you don’t understand, call me.”

After that, he took his sister and left.

Wang Qingsong was left alone to look at the pot.

I came to the faucet, took a pot, took some water, and tried to turn on the gas stove.

After finishing it, I squatted down and looked at the fire.

All this was very new to him.

……

Zhou Ying returned to the room, looked at her sister and glared at her: "Why are you so rude? Is this how grandma taught you?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xin threw herself on the bed.

He said lazily: "I don't have any malice, and it's not that I look down on him. I just haven't seen him be so uninteresting. I'm just curious! I know, I'll stop laughing when I encounter this in the future!"

Then he smiled and said, "Just take good care of your little puppy."

"Crack~~~"

Seeing this, Zhou Ying spanked her butt: "Can you please lower your voice? Let others hear you, so he doesn't get the wrong idea."

She was not surprised by her sister's nickname of "little milk dog".

In today's society, that kind of boy is called that in private.

It's not even an insult.

It’s just so embarrassing to hear.

(End of this chapter)