The inkstone came from She County.
It was also called the Dragon-Tail Inkstone.
The color was like a blue cloud, and the sound was like gold and stone.
Her voice was as moist as jade.
Mo Luan's beauty is fleeting.
Many scholars liked to use the inkstones from She County.
Inkstones usually had a very strong cultural atmosphere.
However, it was obvious that the grandpa did not know what was going on.
He directly threw the inkstone on the window to use as a stone to press down the window.
"Stones can be valuable?"
The grandpa was stunned.
"Of course I can."
"As long as I like it."
Ye Zhao said with a smile.
As long as someone took a fancy to such an item, it would definitely be worth a lot.
The grandpa was very happy.
She directly gave the inkstone to Ye Zhao.
Ye Zhao also gave the money without hesitation.
"Look, if there's anything else that I like, I can give it to you.”
the grandpa said.
Ye Zhao didn't take it seriously.
It was already good enough for a person to have one or two at home.
But what surprised Ye Zhao was that…
He found three more items in the old man's house.
"Old man, your ancestor used to be from the capital, right?”
Ye Zhao asked with a smile.
"Hey, little brother, you have good eyesight."
"Back then, our family was indeed from Hillford.”
"Our family was also a prominent family back then."
The grandpa was also a little emotional.
Ye Zhao nodded, understanding in his heart.
This old man must have been very generous in the past.
It belonged to the old and the young.
However, because of the era, he was banished back to the Ice City.
They arrived at the Manchu Town.
These were probably the only things that could prove their past.
He gave the old man a total of 50 yuan.
The two of them enjoyed themselves and felt that they had earned a lot.
Moreover, the old man's family matters.
A vegetable jar and a stone that pressed down on the window could be sold for money.
Soon, the news spread in the village.
Ye Zhao was still strolling around the village.
However, there were already people who came up to probe Ye Zhao.
"Little Brother Ye, I heard that you're buying stones?”
"I also have a jar at home.”
"I guarantee that this thing of mine is good. Come to my house and get some. I'll show it to you.”
A few people were asking Ye Zhao.
There were still some people in the distance who had yet to come over.
It wasn't because she didn't believe that Ye Zhao would give her money to buy the stone.
Instead, he felt that Little Brother Ye, who was playing the movie, might have a lot of money.
"He's from the city. There's no place to put his money.”
"I've been to the city too. I've been to the Ice City in 1960, but I've never seen anyone spend so much money.”
"I don't understand these youngsters."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. As long as he pays, it's fine. I remember that we also have something at home. I heard that it's been many years.”
Those people were still asking questions, but they had already begun to take action.
Ye Zhao stood at the village entrance. Many villagers came over with things in their hands.
"Little Brother Ye, help me take a look."
"My child wants to study. It's good that he can pay back the money.”
"My child's father is sick and needs it urgently.”
All of them surrounded Ye Zhao with anticipation.
"Don't worry, one by one. As long as I like it, I can take it away.”
"Don't try to fool me with something.”
"My eyes are good at seeing things.”
"In addition, I don't want everything. I just want old things with years.”
Ye Zhao stood at the village entrance and said with a smile.
For a moment, some people were embarrassed.
Don't take the name of the village as simple.
Honesty was a characteristic.
At the same time, they had the wisdom and cunning of the common people.
If they could get money from Ye Zhao, they would definitely not let go of this opportunity.
After being exposed, many people were embarrassed to stay there.
However, some people still had a certain degree of hope.
These people were not fools who did not understand anything.
Everyone knew that one would not wake up early without benefits.
Ye Zhao spent money to buy these things, so they were definitely worth a lot.
Either they had their own uses.
Ye Zhao also made it clear that he wanted the old thing.
It was just an antique.
Perhaps it was indeed worth a little money.
The key was that no one dared to take them at this time.
Only Ye Zhao would accept it.
How could he think about the future?
Ye Zhao got people to line up and go take a look one by one.
If they felt that it was good, they would pay on the spot.
If they felt that it was not possible, they would let them go.
Naturally, some people were happy.
There were also people who were extremely depressed.
There were also some who were flustered and exasperated.
However, Ye Zhao's identity was clear. He was a projectionist.
Moreover, there was already a group of people who had already benefited from it.
She would say something good about Ye Zhao in public and in private.
Naturally, they would not be able to cause any trouble.
After a morning of choosing, he bought more than 30 pieces.
It had to be said that these old and young villagers had a lot of good goods.
This was just a small village.
One had to know that in the Kaoshan Gong supply and marketing cooperative, there were only about 30 pieces in a township.
Whether they got the money or not.
Finally, it gradually dispersed.
After everyone dispersed, Ye Zhao also prepared to go back.
At this moment, an old man with a walking stick.
His body was in a mess, and there was a hole in his tattered coat.
Even patches couldn't fix it.
There were also a few messy straws stuck on his body.
"Porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, inkstone from the Yuan Dynasty."
"This is the table from Jiaqing."
The old man slowly walked over.
As he walked, he became familiar with his family's treasures.
Ye Zhao's hand paused and he looked at the old man in surprise.
He was an expert.
"Old sir, you have good eyesight."
Ye Zhao said with a smile.
However, he did not panic at all.
It was not surprising that there were experts in Manchu Town.
"I'm sixty-eight this year. When I was born, the Qing Dynasty wasn't over yet.”
"I've also lived a good life for a few days and have seen some things.”
The old man said with a smile.
"Then what are you doing?"
Ye Zhao asked him why he was here.
"You don't have to worry about anything else. I've been beaten many times.”
"Even if I stand out and speak at this time, no one will believe me.”
"However, let me say something. Young man, can you really go out with these things?”
The old man sighed and shook his head.
"Just because we can't get out now doesn't mean we can't in the future.”
Ye Zhao said.
"You're right. I wonder if I can still see it.”
The old man was not optimistic.
"Since you want to accept it, I have something here.”
The old man lowered his head and took off his jacket.
He grabbed a thread and pulled hard, pulling the jacket open.
Ye Zhao's eyes were sharp. This old man was actually made of silk.
Good heavens, he hid it well.
At this moment, the old man took out a small scroll.
When he opened it, it was a painting of a chicken.
There was even an inscription on the side.
Below it was the signature.
One in the world!
The seal was a gourd seal.
The words engraved were 'Imperial Brush'.
Ye Zhao's pupils constricted, and he could tell the truth at a glance.
"Can you recognize it?" The old man laughed.
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