Mr. Jiang couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart.

There is actually a red sandalwood box hidden in the cabinet of this red sandalwood.

If you can hide so deeply, of course it will make people feel inexplicably nervous. Everyone is looking forward to what is in the box?

Lu Yu took out the box.

The box looked like it was made of rosewood, so Old Jiang couldn't help but reach out to signal Lu Yu to take it.

"This is a worship box. Let's talk about what it is. In the past, marrying a wife and marrying a daughter were all the orders of parents, the words of the matchmaker, the circumstance of Geng's posts, and the eight characters of marriage.

This worship box is used to exchange posts for the Geng and the eight characters to marry.

The matchmaker threaded a needle. When the old man obtained the consent of both parents, he had to use a worship box to get the woman's birthday. The man's parents put the man's birthday and went to get married with the fortune teller.

If it is auspicious, you will use a worship box to hold a valuable gift to get a hiring. Now you have to propose.

If it is not in line, you will also add some money and add the woman’s horoscope and send it back to the woman’s house.

Of course, the man will not give it to others, especially the red sandalwood, yellow rosewood, red wood, bamboo carved vermilion lacquer, gold-painted, even if it is borrowed, it is limited to the same clan and the same clan, which is expensive!

Of course, this worship box is really good, with good quality and exquisite materials!

Each side of the worship box is a whole piece of red sandalwood board, and some are covered with annual ring patterns, landscapes or auspicious clouds.

Some faces were vaguely grimaced, large and small.

Copper is thick, simple and generous.

The whole body has bright patterns and the bottom plate is made of iron pear wood.

This is the red sandalwood worship box before the Ming Dynasty. If it is the red sandalwood worship box after the Ming Dynasty, most of it is a piece of paper, and the copper work is thin, without bright lines."

Many people nodded, and naturally many people could see this kind of small object.

What Mr. Jiang said is not wrong.

But this red sandalwood worship box is not as expensive as it is.

Everyone still looked at the things inside.

"Lu Hui, come on, your family's things! Of course, you want to open them with your own hands. Let us all open our eyes what is inside?" Old Jiang was also a little excited. This illusion of opening a treasure chest can stir people's excitement.

Lu Yu glanced at An Ran.

An Ran was also excited and his eyes were bright.

The copper leaf was opened, but it was not locked.

After the bow box was opened, it was a silk fabric wrapped in light green silk. I don’t know the age, but it can be seen that it was modern because it has not yet completely decayed.

But it was broken into pieces as soon as it was lifted.

It can be seen that the age is long.

But there is another layer inside, which is interesting.

Obviously, layer by layer of fabric really plays a protective role, and the fabric inside is obviously broken to a lesser extent.

Until the thing inside is exposed.

A book.

Everyone suppressed their excitement.

Staring at the booklet.

"The degree of damage to these fabrics can be seen that this thing has been preserved for more than 30 years before it can have such an effect. This thing is very exciting."

Mr. Jiang was pounding with excitement.

I feel like a heart disease is about to occur.

I had to touch the quick-acting heart-saving pill in my pocket, but fortunately it was still there.

As soon as they looked up, they met the same action of Mr. Li retracting his pocket, the two of them tacitly understood.

Mr. Li has high blood pressure.

This time is completely different from those who have been picking up bargains in the past.

The cover of the book has been long and the pages have turned yellow.

The words on the cover are almost unrecognizable. Lao Jiang was holding a magnifying glass and could only see the three big characters "Jingzhou Post". They should have been handwritten by a brush and there was no signature on it.

Lu Yu sighed and carefully placed the worn-out book in his hand on the coffee table in front of him. To be precise, this should be a copybook written by the ancients. After a rough look, Lu Yu himself could confirm that it was an old thing from his predecessors.

But I can't tell which one it is yet.

This requires detailed research.

It's not something you can confirm at a glance.

However, when you open the seals at the back, you can still vaguely see that they are the four words "Shan Gu Taoist".

Lu Yuyi was also shocked when he saw these words.

He looked up at Old Jiang, Old Li, Old Wang, and even Tang Jianping's face was a little surprised.

When it comes to this valley Taoist.

Anyone who knows how to do things know that this Taoist in Shangu was used by Huang Tingjian, the founder of the Jiangxi Poetry School, a famous writer and calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Mr. Jiang was particularly shocked.

You should know that Huang Tingjian's calligraphy attainments are unique and one of the "Four Masters of Song Dynasty".

During his lifetime, he was as famous as Su Shi and was known as "Su Huang".

"This is Huang Tingjian's Jingzhou letter!"

"Oh my God, Huang Tingjian?"

"real?"

"Who knows! It's right to see that this valley Taoist is Huang Tingjian now. I just don't know if it's Huang Tingjian's Jingzhou post. If it's Huang Tingjian's, it would be different."

An Ran was shocked. She saw that there was a world of sandalwood furniture, and she also saw that it was an ancient book. Of course, the data of the eyes was not lie. This was from the Song Dynasty, and they all met these standards.

She just got up to her mind.

But if it was Huang Tingjian's masterpiece! That would be really unexpected.

She knew Huang Tingjian, of course, because of Huang Tingjian's two most famous calligraphy works, one is "Songfeng Pavilion Poetry" and the other is "Dizhu Ming". The reason why "Dizhu Ming" is so famous is that "Dizhu Ming" was auctioned for 400 million yuan, and it was immediately well-known.

I don’t understand anything else, but the sky-high-priced works have made Huang Tingjian’s fame suddenly become unknown to anyone.

An Ran also knows Huang Tingjian's name in this way.

It is said that the full text has only 64 characters, with an average of 6.82 million each character, and one character is worth a low-end Lamborghini.

How come I can't remember it deeply?

An Ran couldn't help but get excited.

If it is really Huang Tingjian's masterpiece.

Wouldn't it make up for the regret of losing hundreds of millions of blue and white porcelain?

You know, she bought this clearly.

No matter who is left behind it, it is not discovered. She is the owner of the cabinet now. This kind of auction will naturally have detailed records, and the buyers and sellers will register as soon as possible.

And they just opened the partition, but no one outside saw it.

The people present did not have big mouths everywhere.

This is the industry's rule.

This is the highest level of finding a bargain.

The manuscript was auctioned by An Ran and the others, but it is a good story to be identified by Jiang Lao Li and the others and spread it.

All three of them took out the white gloves in their pockets, in order to prevent the sweat on their hands from causing damage to the manuscript. An Ran was ashamed of seeing the side.

If the three of them were able to describe the movements of turning ancient books as careful, then their expressions during the identification would be like walking on thin ice.

The few people looked over and over for more than ten minutes. Magnifying glasses of various styles as big as mirrors and as small as fingernails were placed in a row on the table, which opened the eyes of several laymen beside them.

The three experts have identified this ancient book for more than an hour, and its authenticity seems to be about to emerge.
Chapter completed!