Chen Hui took a last look at the bizarre book exhibition area, followed Ah Fu into the exhibition area with the three-character wooden sign of bronze. Entering the room, a bronze aura with vicissitudes came to his face, as if he had pulled him into the bronze age. The endless bronze ware rushed into his eyes, covering his pupils, making him not know what to look at.

Chen Hui seemed to be concentrated by an invisible force and froze immediately, and he felt like he was entering the Bronze Museum. No, even the bronze collection in the museum was definitely not as good as the corridor-shaped exhibition hall in front of him.

Only then did Chen Hui realize that the exhibits he saw in the exhibition halls he had just checked through the glass windows, which were not worth mentioning compared to the collections in the entire gallery.

Chen Hui had a complex and fiery gaze and finally stared at a huge bronze tripod that occupied most of his sight. The tripod was a three-legged round tripod. It was estimated to be about 130 centimeters and 1230 centimeters long. As for the weight, Chen Hui could not determine it. The shape of the tripod was very majestic and had visual impact, which was comparable to the largest Simuwu tripod unearthed in China.

Chen Hui walked closer to check. The tripod was carved with exquisite inscriptions, and the surface of the tripod was carved with complicated lines with some symbolic meaning. The lines were very soft, as if quietly describing the passing of history thousands of years ago, making people want to get close to it.

"May I?"

Chen Hui couldn't help but prepare to touch the three-legged cauldron, but when his hand reached three or four centimeters from the surface of the bronze cauldron, Chen Hui stopped and turned his head to look at Ah Fu in search of his head.

"Of course, for thousands of years, I don't know how many people have touched him. Everyone will be shocked when they see it for the first time and want to touch it in person. It is different from the easily broken calligraphy and paintings that can be touched."

Ah Fu gave Chen Hui an understanding look, smiling very casually and peacefully, just like answering his most beloved grandson's question.

Chen Hui's hands trembled slightly and touched the bronze ware. A cold feeling spread throughout his body through his hands, as if he was communicating with it. His fingers streaked across the marks on the bronze ware. Each of them carries countless history that only it can understand and understand.

“So great.”

Yu Ling's voice was crisp, and the voice was filled with emotion for the bronze ware. His clear eyes were even filled with an indescribable sense of awe.

Yu Ling has come into contact with many antiques, but this is the first time she has come into contact with such a large object. This bronze ware should represent the peak and glory of the era's technology that disappeared in the long river of history. She even recalled the sweaty workers carving it.

"yes."

Chen Hui put away his excitement and nodded in agreement, but the word "light" is great is not enough to describe its existence. Chen Hui felt very honored and honored to be able to see him with his own eyes.

As a person who deals with antiques, Chen Hui feels that there may be a lot of antiques he can see in his life, but there will always be a few unforgettable existences. Chen Hui is sure that the existence of the ancient people's wisdom and labor crystallization in front of him has been deeply engraved in his memory and cannot be forgotten.

Chen Hui remembered a proverb circulating in the antique world: Seeing is luck.

Chen Hui felt that he was very lucky. There were too many people who like antiques, but there must be very few people who could really have the opportunity to see it. I am afraid that this opportunity to broaden my horizons will never be encountered again.

“Continue to visit.”

The wrinkles on Ah Fu's face were piled up, and his expression became more kind. His voice was very soft to call Chen Hui, who was silently touching the three-legged tripod, as if he was using too loudly, which would disturb him and Dading's secret meeting, as if disturbing Chen Hui had already made him feel deeply guilty.

Afu plays a role as a housekeeper in the Gu family. He usually leads people to visit. The visitors have a wide range of identities, including high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and powerful figures in the appreciation world. But one thing is certain, Afu has never seen the complex gaze in the eyes of those people.

The complex gaze is rich in information, and he can only try to interpret several types, including awe, worship, and even more intimate. Just like a child who sees his mother, he is intimate with blood-soluble in water, which cannot be cut or pretended. No matter how outstanding the actor is, he cannot interpret that irreplaceable gaze.

Yu Ling turned her head and saw Chen Hui's eyes, which was as hot as a child expecting breast milk, or just a young boy confessing to his beloved girl. It was a silent remark and communication. She couldn't hear a word, but she felt that Chen Hui and Dading had communicated thousands of words.

"OK."

Chen Hui pulled back his thoughts that he didn't know where Piaomiao Dao, smiled apologetically at Afu, withdrew his hands pressed on the cauldron, put away his complicated thoughts, and looked around. The gap between the wooden racks on both sides was firmly fixed on the ground, and various types of small tripods were quietly lying. The smallest tripod was only about four villages, which formed a sharp contrast with the big tripod he had just touched.

There are many types of tripods. Chen Hui discovered that Chen Hui was from the Xia and Shang dynasties. In ancient times, bronze was responsible for sacrifices and banquets, and also the importance of ritual vessels.

Chen Hui glanced over and found that the bronze tripod had one foot, two foot, three foot, and four foot. Chen Hui found that the order of the bronze tripod was also very particular. From one tripod to the nine tripod, he understood the intention of the placer. According to the etiquette of the Zhou Dynasty, the number of tripods was the most important experience of power. One tripod was the scholars and the five tripods were the ministers, and the nine big tripods represented the highest power, which was owned by the emperor.

As the saying goes, the ranking of the Nine Tripods comes from this.

Chen Hui glanced at the bizarre bronze tripod, and never saw the big tripod again, and he also found that the arrangement of the bronze tripod was based on the course of the dynasty, and the first one was not given.

Chen Hui began to step inward and continued to go deeper. The bronze wine glass was displayed next to the bronze tripod exhibition area. The wine glass stood proudly and silently told his past. Yu Ling, who was walking faster than him, stood in the bronze mirror display area next to the bronze wine glass display area.

On the shelves, there were smooth friction bronze mirrors standing quietly. The diameter of the mirror was large and small. Each bronze mirror should be wiped on time, making it look very bright. Chen Hui could even imagine that thousands of years ago, countless beauties stood in front of the bronze mirror, dressing up and appreciating their faces for their lover.

Yu Ling reached out and picked up a small bronze mirror and said with emotion: "Loving beauty is really a feminine nature. Ancient women had such a clear bronze mirror."

"Ancient women were happy."

Chen Hui also sighed quietly from the side.

"Why? The mirrors are so clear now. Are our women now not as good as those of ancient women?" Yu Ling defended without giving in.

"Clearness may not be good." Chen Hui pointed to the mirror and said with a smile: "If you can't see clearly, you can't see your own flaws clearly, which increases your confidence. The clearer you look, the less confident you are. If you have a little acne on your face, you will be unable to find the mirror. After all, not any girl is born beautiful like you, and you are not afraid of looking in the mirror. Many girls want to not have a mirror in the world."

Yu Ling was originally trying to defend her misunderstandings by Chen Hui's improper reasoning, but Chen Hui's last words made her pretty face rosy.

Women are too weak to resist sweet words, especially when a boy who has a good impression of them says it, they can only surrender. (To be continued)
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