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Chapter 251 Fake

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    Because there are too many things in the suitcase, and they are all-inclusive, if each item is explained in detail, it may not be enough for the whole day today.

    Simply, Lin Cheng sped up the speed directly, and took out the things in the suitcase one by one and put them into the garbage bag.

    To be honest, although these things are fake at first glance, Lin Cheng has opened his eyes after seeing so many fakes.  Fake it.

    Seeing that the antiques he carefully selected were all fake, Meng Yun was really desperate. Could it be that she is really not suitable for learning antiques?

    Otherwise, why didn't any of the things she bought be true.

    Seeing that two plastic bags were already filled with fakes, Meng Yun said unhappily, "Our antique street in Jiangcheng is simply a concentration camp for fakes."

    Lin Cheng smiled and said, "Not only our Jiangcheng, but all the antique streets all over the country look the same, even the Panjiayuan and Liulichang in the capital, that's why there is a word called 'missing' in the antique world!"

    Just as the two were chatting, the contents of the suitcase finally bottomed out.

    Just when Lin Cheng was about to tell Meng Yun that there was not a single genuine item in it, suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

    "What's wrong?" Seeing this, Meng Yun quickly looked at Lin Cheng expectantly.

    Lin Cheng took out a writing brush holder more than 20 centimeters long from the edge of the suitcase. The reason why he is called a writing brush holder is because the tip of the brush tip has been bald, leaving only a shallow inlay of hair.  on the pen.

    Lin Cheng held the brush holder in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said to Meng Yun, "How did you get this brush holder?"

    When Meng Yun heard the words, she looked puzzled, and she muttered to herself: "What's the matter with this penholder, I don't seem to have bought it before!"

    Seeing Meng Yun's troubled look, Lin Cheng comforted him with a smile: "It's fine if you don't remember it, anyway, I found this thing in your suitcase."

    Meng Yun didn't respond to Lin Cheng's comfort, and continued to frown and think.

    Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed: "I remembered. I didn't buy this pen holder at all, but it was given to me by the peddler when I bought a snuff bottle. By the way, he said  That pen holder is his family heirloom, because if he doesn¡¯t want to keep it, he is going to give it to me.¡±

    "Really? Congratulations, you finally got a genuine product." Lin Cheng said with a smile.

    Hearing this, Meng Yun showed surprise, and said, "What did you say, is this pen holder genuine?"

    But she quickly shook her head in disappointment, and said, "So what if it's the real thing, it's just a pen holder, what is it worth?"

    "Who told you that this is just a pen holder?" Lin Cheng said while holding a pen in his hand and looking at it.

    "Lin Cheng, why didn't I understand what you meant? This is obviously a pen holder. Although I don't know much about antiques, I practice calligraphy since I was a child. I don't know how many brushes I have seen.  Can't even recognize the brush?" Meng Yun asked curiously.

    Lin Cheng smiled, did not speak, but carefully observed the brush.  The barrel of this pen is about twenty-four centimeters long, round in shape, and bright yellow in color.

    Lin Cheng weighed it a little, and felt that the barrel of the pen was a little light. Looking at the texture of the surface, he could conclude that it was definitely a bamboo tube.

    Looking at the wear and tear of the nib, it is obviously caused by writing all the year round.

    Seeing that Lin Cheng stopped talking, Meng Yun said anxiously: "Lin Cheng, why are you silent? Didn't you say that this is not a pen holder? Then what is it?"

    With a confident smile on his face, Lin Cheng said: "Actually, this is not a pen holder, but a brush. This kind of brush is also called Zhuge brush."

    Zhuge pen?

    Hearing this, Meng Yun said pleasantly: "Could it be that this kind of writing brush was used by Zhuge Liang?"

    Hearing Meng Yun's words, Lin Cheng said dumbfoundedly: "You really dare to think about the things Zhuge Liang used. For nearly two thousand years, no matter what kind of brush it is, it is probably difficult to preserve it completely."

    "If it's not related to Zhuge Liang, then why is this pen called Zhuge's pen?" Meng Yun became more and more puzzled.

    Lin Cheng explained: "Whoever told you that it is called Zhuge Bi must have something to do with Zhuge Liang? There are many famous people with the surname Zhuge in history. Let's just say this Zhuge Bi.  Zhuge Gao, a master brushmaker in the Tang Dynasty. It is said that Zhuge Gao was skilled in making brushes, with exquisite skills, and he can be called the first in China.One, so it is also called Zhuge pen.  "

    After listening to Lin Cheng's explanation, Meng Yun nodded clearly, but she was still confused: "I have only heard of Xuan paper, what is Xuan pen?"

    Lin Cheng continued to explain: "In ancient times, Xuanzhou was famous for Xuan paper, but in fact, Xuan pen was just as outstanding. The Xuan pen at that time was very popular among literati, such as the famous officials Ouyang Xiu and Mei Yaochen in the Northern Song Dynasty.  People like Xuanbi once praised Xuanbi. There are historical materials to check this, and it can never be false. It was only in the Yuan Dynasty that Xuanbi gradually declined and was replaced by Hubi.¡±

    Meng Yun nodded and said, "So that's the case."

    Lin Cheng said: "Maybe you don't know yet, but Zhuge Gao was a very famous brush maker back then. The brushes he made were sought after by countless literati, especially Shuhao brushes and Zihao brushes.  At that time, each pen could be sold for a high price of ten gold. Of course, those pens were only for dignitaries. Your Zhuge pen should be used by ordinary scribes at that time. Naturally, it has nothing to do with those noble pens.  way to compare."

    "Then how much can this Zhuge pen be sold for?" Meng Yun blinked and looked at Lin Cheng expectantly. She finally asked the question she wanted to know the most.

    Lin Cheng thought for a while, and said: "If I were to estimate the price, I would estimate it at 10,000 to 20,000 yuan! Of course, if you meet a collector who likes this pen, the price should be even higher."

    "Twenty thousand yuan? This is almost as much as my three-month salary. God, no wonder the antique market is so hot. Is it too fast to make money?" Meng Yun said in an unbelievable tone.

    Lin Cheng heard this, and said angrily: "Then you haven't seen the tragedy of those who went bankrupt because of antiques! What's more, among these items, all the things you bought are fakes, and the only genuine one is someone else's."  The peddler gave it to you, I think you should stop buying antiques, wait until you have a better understanding of this industry.¡± (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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