The breeze of the mountain stream with a rich bean fragrance permeates the apse of the air dispersal channel, Su Wen casually picked up a small cup fired by the Chenzhou kiln, white and black contrast, a few light lines on it but outlined a fresh and smooth, different from the porcelain fired by other porcelain kilns, most of the coins of the Cizhou kiln appeared on both sides, just like this one in the hand at the moment, the left side is engraved with "Zhang everyone", and the right side is the words "Yuan Tong Ten Years".

Yuan Tong is the name of Emperor Wenmu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, that is, the ancestor of today's saint, Yuan Tong ten years can be described as a difficult autumn in the history of the Northern Wei Dynasty, first there is a huge eunuch Grace heavy joy and misfortune chaos of the government, the son of heaven is imprisoned, and then there is the Southern Tang Dynasty to invade the land of the two states, the fate of the bumpy Emperor Wenmu also died two years later, the prince is the other heirs scattered among the people, the entire Northern Wei Dynasty marched for a year, only to finally be carried out by Li Jucheng to suppress the Qing Dynasty, exterminate the eunuch forces, and find the three princes and princesses who are in exile among the people, that is, the current saint Chen Maoyu, the king of Qi Chen Maochuan and the lord of Wuping Chen Maoxue。

Su Wen looked at the era name on the porcelain cup and couldn't help but think of the chaotic history described in the book, Chen Maochuan was less than three years old at that time, and the eldest Chen Maoyu was only ten years old.

"Hehe, that's right, your Uncle Li is not a vulgar person, the cup in your hand alone is worth an old amount of money. Li Chengran is always so changeable, a moment ago he was crying and crying his mother holding half a wooden shaft and gritting his teeth, but now he slapped Qigui's shoulder with a smile, praising the other party's wonderful skill in cooking soy milk.

Su Wen smiled noncommittally, Zhang is the pinnacle of private kilns in the upper private kilns, and even the official kilns are beyond the reach of some skills, because each piece of porcelain has a unique imprint, unique reconciliation?

"As far as I know, the Chenzhou kiln is the most colorful to fire porcelain pillows, followed by the wine bottle that holds the famous wine, Zhang everyone is the best in all directions, and each piece of porcelain is recorded in the book, but I have never heard of when a teacup came out, and there should be a mark on it, as for the traces of the cup here, knocking on the gatehouse is also so effective, so most of them are fake. ”

According to the little servant's explanation, most of the words are only euphemistic, so this teacup must be fake.

Su Wen said the head of the way, Mu Qiaoqiao on the side widened her eyes, she had heard of the Chenzhou kiln several times, and she was fortunate enough to see it in her grandfather's study, but if she wanted to identify it, I am afraid she would only understand the payment above.

"Little brother, how do you know so much, have you seen this Zhang. ”

Thinking that the young master who had not stepped out of the door for fifteen years didn't even know whether everyone was a man or a woman, how could he have seen it, it was nothing more than reading more miscellaneous books with his help when he was nine years old, but he forgot about his wooden fish head, otherwise he should have heard this compliment, coughed lightly twice, and said in the tone of the young master: "Read more books, books make people progress." ”

"Haha, it makes people rich. Su Wen took the little servant's words, shook the cup in front of Uncle Li, and said with a smile: "How much silver was spent." ”

Li Chengran, who looked frustrated, slumped stiffly on the chair, and his five short and thick fingers stood up slowly.

"Five taels!" Qigui let out a big breath, his little face was full of surprise, he had already set up an abacus in his heart, crackling and playing fast, one or two pieces of silver was a thousand yuan, and it was only fifty yuan to buy a pound of pork, and he used the family's expenses for half a year to buy a broken teacup, and this business was really rich.

Who knew that Li Chengran shook his head, his eyes were a little moist, and he turned his five fingers back and forth twice, almost squeezing out the words between his teeth, "A full fifty taels of silver, that dog thief, don't let me meet him again." ”

Su Wen has never had any concept of money, he still drank the soy milk in the cup, sighed, and said that it is really a good craft, Mu Qiaoqiao is a famous family in Xishu, and he grew up with a golden key since he was a child.

Click, as if something was breaking, the little servant's stiff cheeks were like a layer of frost and snow, the abacus scattered around his heart rolled alone, his abacus was broken, smashed by a teacup of fifty taels and could not be broken anymore.

"Uncle Li, since you've already suffered a loss, don't worry about it, I'm curious about your grinding plate, I see that the lazy person can push it, why can't Qigui push it. ”

Which pot is not open Su Wen groped for the complex lines on it with one hand, and put the Chenzhou kiln teacup on the side of the table with the other hand, last night he vaguely felt that the lines on it had an indescribable obscurity, and at this moment he concentrated on it, as if the whole mind was sucked into it, followed by the unbearable pain of a giant hammer, and quickly looked away.

Li Chengran, who was scarred off, was suddenly shocked, but the trembling corners of his lips still had to pretend to be relieved, and said: "You are wrong, when did the lazy person push this thing, I pushed it, I pushed it." ”

"But I ...... last night"

Su Wen was about to speak, his mouth was immediately covered by a fat hand, and Uncle Li's pair of thief eyes nervously swept over the lazy man's house, and noticed that there was no movement, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't let him hear it, otherwise you won't have to rip off my skin." ”

"It's just a grinding table, what's mysterious. Qigui muttered, his eyes staring directly at the porcelain cup worth fifty taels, for fear that the young master would fall to the ground with a raised hand.

Uncle Li had already tried his best to stabilize the turbulent tide of his heart, but he was pulled by the other party, and the 10,000-mile causeway collapsed, "What is it called just a grinding platform, it is a thousand-year-old ironwood and a South China Sea sinking stone, and also, you compensate me for a thousand-year-old ironwood." ”

"Thousand-year-old ironwood, isn't it the psychic wood, it's really a bit valuable. Mu Qiaoqiao said softly.

"Psychic!" Su Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, this stone mill really hides a doorway.

Without waiting for him to speak, Li Chengran screamed, leaned back towards the back of the chair, and said scoundrelly: "Don't ask, I won't say anything, you will definitely want it, and I will definitely not give you Tiemu, so stop here." ”

Curled up on the wooden chair like a frightened fat cat, Su Wen sneered, looked at the other party quietly with clear eyes, and glanced at the window sill in the distance, and clearly conveyed the threat to the other party without the slightest concealment.

"Okay, as long as you don't tell the lazy man about last night, I can meet one condition for you, but don't think about this stone mill, and you can't take it away. Li Chengran finally couldn't stand the torment of those eyes, and always felt that those eyes that were as clean as spars were more creepy than those hidden and fierce eyes.

Su Wen pouted, sat down with interest, took the teacup in his hand, and threw it in a room with a wide open window from this direction, perhaps disturbing anyone's dreams.

"You also know, lazy guy this guy is too lazy to do anything except sleep, and it is impossible to practice, but this guy only glanced at the Qi Dispersion Ceremony, and felt that the things written on it were boring, boring and boring, after all, he saw something, your Uncle Li and I looked at it back then, it was still a blank piece of paper, and he casually said a word of nonsense, and he was directly elected as the hall master by the master, firmly believing that I am a genius who can revive the Qi Dispersal Dao, thinking that when the old man died, there should be some remorse on his face, and he was born in an inexplicable laugh, you say it's not strange。 ”

"Ahem. Su Wen coughed lightly and signaled that the other party was off topic.

Li Chengran came to his senses at this time, and continued: "So of course I hope that the lazy person can cultivate that great canon to become famous, but your senior brother does not allow him to practice, this grinding table is made of thousands of years of ironwood and South China Sea Shenxin Stone with how much effort I have spent on it, it is a spiritual treasure for cultivating the mind and cultivating the mind, and it is the most suitable for sharpening the mind, plus the formation I carved with my own hands, even if I can't practice, I can also teach him to be the number one great master in the world." ”

Su Wen frowned and pondered, very puzzled in his heart, "Senior brother, why don't you allow lazy people to practice." He didn't ask, but continued to listen.

"But!" Li Chengran became more and more excited the more he spoke, and slapped his thigh on the thigh, and the fat like a wave churned, "This kid completely ignores the good intentions of the teacher, he knows how to sleep all day long, and he can sleep as a great teacher, hehe, fortunately, this guy has a problem with sleepwalking, I muttered in his ear for three days, and he really went to grind like a donkey." ”

"Then why can't I push it? Qigui said unconvinced.

Li Chengran rolled his eyes and said: "Nonsense, there is a formation carved by me on it, there is no telekinesis and only brute force, even if you lift the ground, you can't push it." ”

Su Wen had a large number of half-human-high stone mills, and stared at the half-cut wooden shaft in Li Chengran's hand for a moment, his eyes rolled grayly, and Qigui only glanced at it and knew what the young master was doing again.

"Hehe, good uncle, my nephew has something to discuss. ”

"If you love it, if you don't borrow it, it's useless for your senior brother to come. Li Chengran replied that from yesterday to today, this is the most smelly face he has put on Su Wen.

The little girl cut it instead, touched the half of the iron wood on the stone mill, and said slowly: "What's the big deal, your rotten wood, except for the bigger one, it's not so unusual." ”

Li Chengran laughed out loud, and his fat face was densely covered with the word sophisticated, "Little girl, I know that your Xishu is rich in ironwood, but this thousand-year-old ironwood is the marrow of the wood. ”

Su Wen sighed, he understood the kindness of the little girl, but he wanted to deceive Uncle Li's baby lightly like this, it was too much to underestimate this human spirit who had lived for almost forty years.

"Second only to the King of Ironwood, I don't think it's as good as the one next to my house, yes, the sacred wood carving I gave to my little brother is made of branches on it. The little girl said seriously, with a serious look, even the disdainful Li Chengran couldn't help but scratch her head, and there was a little more doubt in her eyes.

Su Wen hurriedly took out the sacred wood carving in his arms, Chen Maochuan told him that this wood carving is extremely valuable and carefully kept, so he has never carried it in his hand, and at this moment the wood carving that finally saw the light of day seemed to release all the aroma of the dust a few days ago, and the elegant breath filled the courtyard, Li Chengran's eyes narrowed into a line suddenly opened, only to hear a long yawn in the house behind him, and even the lazy man was awakened by the aroma.

"Little girl, where did you get this wood carving from? Li Chengran felt a little dry mouth, and even after pouring twice as much soy milk, he still couldn't stop the hot feeling in his throat.

"It's on the tree next to my house!" Mu Qiaoqiao said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

Li Chengran rubbed his hands, wanting to get closer to take a closer look at the wood carving, but was glared back by Su Wen, and then quickly took the wood carving into his arms.

"Good nephew, Uncle Li has something to discuss. ”

"Love, don't give, it's useless for you to kneel. ”