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After eating and drinking their fill, the old lady pulled He Yuheng along to chat for a while.
"In the future, you have to be more filial to your First Uncle and the others.”
"That's right. I remember all their good deeds.”
A drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Moreover, the auntie and the others were sincere. Sincerity was the rarest since ancient times.
Suddenly, the old lady got up and walked to the side of the cabinet. She took out a box from inside. It was completely black, but the texture was not ordinary. The material was fine and the color was lustrous.
Looking closer, He Yuheng asked in a certain tone,"Huanghuali?"
"Little bastard, you have good taste. You guessed right, it's yellow rosewood.”
As the old lady spoke, she handed the box to He Yuheng. She smiled mysteriously and said,"Open it again."
He Yuheng was a little curious why the old lady suddenly took out such a box. When he saw the old lady's expression, his heart was instantly filled with anticipation, wondering what treasure was inside.
With the permission of the owner of the box, he couldn't wait to open the box. In the middle of the box lay an ordinary little thing.
The bag.
He Yuheng couldn't help but look at the old lady." This is?”
"Open it again," the old lady said with a smile.”
He Yuheng carefully opened the bag. When he saw the true appearance of this thing, he was immediately dumbfounded.
He widened his eyes and looked at the old lady."Good heavens, how did you get this thing?”
"This thing was given to me by someone when I was young. They said it was a good thing and could be kept as a memento.”
This thing was not just a souvenir. As the " China Post's Number One " small print, the New Dollar Stamp was sold for a high price of 2.2 million yuan in 2003. Ten years later, in 2013, the price of this stamp at the auction house doubled, and it was sold for a sky-high price of 5.7 million yuan.
He had to keep such a valuable thing well.
Hence, He Yuheng walked to the door and looked around. Then, he closed the door and said to the old lady,"This stamp of yours is an 1897 red stamp stamped with the small words temporarily used as a stamp. Most importantly, this stamp of yours is intact and has no postmark.”
"If you hadn't been buying stamps and telling me about this thing excitedly this morning, I would have forgotten that I had such a thing at the bottom of the cabinet. I thought you would definitely know the origin of this thing.”
"Hehe, it just so happens that I know a little about it.”
After saying that, He Yuheng carefully put the stamp back into the bag and put it back into the box. She stuffed it into the old lady's hand and said,"You should keep it well. This is a treasure. I don't know how many bicycles it can be exchanged for.”
"What use would an old man like me have for this bicycle? I saw that you like this kind of thing, so I asked you to take it out to give it to you.”
Although He Yuheng really wanted to put it into his collection space, it was just a thought.
As smart as he was, he could vaguely guess that the old lady wanted to give it to him. However, he was still surprised and happy when he heard that such a treasure was given to him.
He Yuheng couldn't even finish his sentence." My ancestor, this…is too valuable…"
"No matter how valuable things are, they can't be brought with them in life or taken away in death. If I give it to you, then take it. In the future, when Grandma leaves, everything in this house will be left for you.”
"Bah! Bah! Bah! You're the living immortal in this courtyard. You'll definitely live to a hundred years old. In the future, my children will still call you Great-Grandma.”
"Good, good, good." If that really happened, it would be considered as four generations living under the same roof. Just thinking about it was enough to make people happy. The old lady's face, which was covered with traces of time, smiled because of these words.
After a long morning, the old lady was a little tired and prepared to take a nap.
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When He Yuheng returned home, he took advantage of the fact that there was no one around to put the stamps he bought today and the Qing Dynasty stamps he got from the old lady into the space for safekeeping. These things added up to a market value of tens of millions in a few decades. The value of a few pieces of paper might not be something that many people could work hard for in their entire lives. It was a pity.
He had nothing to do. The lunch that an auntie had prepared was too big, and he was a little full. So he planned to go for a walk nearby to digest his food. As a southerner, it was not bad to visit the unique Siheyuan in old Beijing. Anyway, the young man had plenty of energy.
At noon, people were either having lunch at home or taking a nap. There were only a few passersby in the alley. That's right. Only a child who couldn't speak fluently could be as leisurely as him.
As if to confirm this sentence, He Yuheng turned a corner and met a little doll playing with sand by the roadside. However, what attracted He Yuheng's attention was not how cute the little doll was, but the tool he was using to play house with sand.
It was a bowl. Ordinary people would think that there was nothing special about it at first glance, but He Yuheng, who was knowledgeable, could tell at a glance that it was a Doucai bowl. Its style was no different from modern bowls. This Doucai bowl was created during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. It was a combination of underglaze and overglaze colors. The underglaze color was the blue and white flower that was well known to the world, while the overglaze color was painted with a layer of color after the blue and white flower burned paper, and then it was fired and processed for the second time.
Because the porcelain that was fired had both blue and white and colored, the two together made a porcelain that was very strange and beautiful. Therefore, the ancients named this kind of porcelain Dou Cai. This name could be said to be lively and elegant.
There were good and bad people, and this object was no exception. The most well-known among the colorful bowls was the well-known " colorful chicken bowl " in the antique circle. It ignited the craze for collecting colorful bowls after the reform and opening up of our country. The starting bid of this thing at the auction house was 100 million.
However, from He Yuheng's point of view, the one in the child's hand was not worth that much. The pattern of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea on it was probably produced during the Qing Dynasty, not the Ming Dynasty.
"Hey, kid, where are your parents?"
The child was playing seriously and did not notice the strange big brother staring at him for a long time. When he suddenly heard the voice, he was shocked. "What?!"”
Hey, northerners 'children were carefree like those northerners. They were not afraid of strangers at all and were very energetic when they spoke.
He Yuheng felt that it was quite interesting. He teased her and deliberately said fiercely,"I stole your rice bowl and didn't let you eat.”
Listening to the deliberately fierce tone, the child was still a child. His eyes instantly widened and tears were about to fall from his mouth.
"Alright, I'm just teasing you." He Yuheng couldn't bear to see a child cry. Seeing him like that, he immediately softened his tone and comforted him.
"Really?" The little doll confirmed with He Yuheng in a childish voice.
"It's true." Seeing his pitiful look, He Yuheng couldn't help but squat down and pat his head.
At this moment, a woman walked out from behind the child. When she saw this scene, she walked to the child's side and pulled him behind her. She looked at He Yuheng warily and said,"Who are you? Why are you touching our child?”
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