I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Hu Muzhi hummed a little song in his mouth, rode a waka, and walked towards Panjiayao leisurely.

When Hu Muzhi was only a few hundred meters away from Panjiayao, he passed a stone bridge.

I saw an old lady with gray hair pulling a wooden tricycle around sixty years a year.

Although the things on the wooden tricycle were covered by the floral sheets, it could be seen from the effort of the old lady to pull the cart that the weight of the things pulled was not light.

Seeing this, Hu Muzhi parked the Chuanzi car on the side, got out of the car and helped the old lady.

Feeling the sudden weight reduction, the old lady also understood that someone was helping her.

After pushing the car onto the bridge, the old lady turned around and bowed slightly towards Hu Muzhi: "Thank you, young man."

"You're welcome." Hu Muzhi waved his hand, and then he rode the sub-car and left.

After parking the car on the side of the road and locking it, Hu Muzhi walked into ~Panjiayao.

After wandering around for a while, Hu Muzhi stopped in front of a booth.

The items sold at this stall are very complicated and have everything, basically gadgets.

However, one of the blue and white plum vase with bright blue glaze is quite conspicuous.

Seeing this blue and white plum bottle, Hu Muzhi felt a little excited in his heart.

Here's a closer look at it.

The body of this bottle is delicate, the white glaze is moist and thick, the bottom is full, and the body is exposed without glaze.

The whole body is decorated with blue and white, the shoulders are painted with deformed lotus petal patterns, which match the banana leaf patterns on the shin, and the whole body is painted with broken branches pomegranate, lychee, longevity peach, persimmon and other patterns, which means more blessings, more longevity and more children.

The painting is delicate, natural rendering, elegant style.

Hu Muzhi made a judgment on this plum vase - Yongzheng blue and white plum vase with broken branches, flowers and fruits.

This starts to ask the stall owner about the price.

This stall owner is quite kind, and only costs 3,000 to open his mouth.

In the end, it was bargained by Hu Muzhi to 2,500.

Judging from the current market conditions, this is not cheap, so it should not be missed.

But Hu Muzhi understands that this kind of official kiln produced in the Yongzheng period still has a lot of room for growth in the future.

After buying this plum bottle, Hu Muzhi strolled around Panjiayao for a while.

I looked at the time, it was getting late, so I was ready to go back.

Just as Hu Muzhi was walking outside Panjiayao, he saw the old lady pushing the tricycle again.

At this time, the old lady stood in front of the tricycle, watching the antique idiots who came and went.

I wanted to beckon to stop them, but in the end I didn't know if I was embarrassed or something, but I didn't speak.

As for the objects on the tricycle, they were still covered by floral sheets.

Seeing this, Hu Muzhi walked towards the old lady.

The old lady looked at Hu Muzhi who was approaching, and recognized that this was the young man who helped her push the cart just now, and said, "Young man, you are here too.

"Old lady, are you here to sell something?" Hu Muzhi asked.

"Yes." The old lady nodded and said a little lonely: "It's a pity no one wants it."

Hu Muzhi heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, you covered everything with the sheets, and no one knew what you were buying, why would you want it?

With that in mind, Hu Muzhi said, "Can I see what you sell?

"Of course." The old lady nodded and went to lift the sheet.

When the sheets were completely lifted, Hu Muzhi's eyes suddenly brightened.

This is a Luohan bed.

This Arhat bed has elegant proportions and club feet. The overall color is golden yellow. If you look closely, it is accompanied by other colors such as purple, black and red.

The wood texture is clear and beautiful, and the visual sense is excellent.

"It's actually a Huanghuali Arhat bed, looking at its shape, proportions, outline, tenon-and-mortise structure, typical Ming-style furniture." After staring at the Arhat bed for a while, Hu Muzhi made a judgment in his heart.

Arhat bed, one of the four traditional beddings of the Dragon Kingdom.

Arhat bed is a very common name, so far no scholars have explained the origin of its name.

From ancient times to the present, there have been many forms of Arhat beds, but no matter how many, it is surrounded by three sides and one side rushes forward.

Before the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Arhat bed was always used as a bedding, but in the Ming and Qing dynasties, it gradually evolved into a hospitality tool.

The two were reclining on the bed, a bit like a double sofa.

This phenomenon is mainly caused by the living habits of the people of Longguo.

Therefore, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the highest hospitality etiquette of the people of Longguo was to pull you on the 'boat'

Up to now, in many northern villages, if the old lady doesn't pull you into the pit, they feel that they are not affectionate. That's a reason.

This is the unique culture of our Dragon Kingdom.

It hasn't changed completely for thousands of years.

Unlike before, now people buy Arhat beds not for sleeping, but to look good at home and come to sit.

Occasionally a guest, you can also take a nap, read a book or something.

Therefore, the function of the Arhat bed has gradually become a function of taking a nap and entertaining guests.

Westerners also like Arhat beds very much, and feel that this kind of bedding is very functional.

Therefore, among the four types of beds in Longguo, the economic status of the Luohan bed is the highest.

In the collection, the most expensive bed is the record set by the Luohan bed.

Seeing Hu Muzhi staring at the Luohan bed, the old lady couldn't help but said, "Young man, do you want this bed? I can sell it to you at a cheaper price. 35

"How much?" Hu Muzhi looked back and asked.

The old lady thought for a moment and quoted a price: "Fifty.

Hearing this almost free number, Hu Muzhi thought he had heard it wrong, and subconsciously responded: "How much?

"What about thirty?" The old lady reported a number again.

Hu Muzhi was sure that he heard it right, but why is the price still getting lower and lower? He looked at the old lady in surprise.

"It's really not possible, even at twenty." The old lady said.

"Old lady, are you sure you only need twenty?" Hu Muzhi said.

"Sure." The old lady nodded heavily.

Seeing the old lady's stance that she wanted to take the huanghuali Arhat bed earlier, Hu Muzhi couldn't help but begin to doubt himself: "Is this not a Ming-style huanghuali Arhat bed? Am I wrong?"

With that in mind, Hu Muzhi looked at it carefully again.

After confirming that he was not mistaken, Hu Muzhi didn't play that trick with the old lady, because he was too embarrassed to play with the old lady.

"Well, don't let it go to twenty, just the price you said at the beginning, fifty, I want it.

With that said, Hu Muzhi took out the money and handed it to the other party.

After the old lady accepted the money, she asked Hu Muzhi, "Young man, do you still want furniture like this? I still have several pieces. You can take them all if you want. As for the price, you can just give it as you see fit."

"Also? And the price is just fine? Hu Muzhi's eyes narrowed.

Is this a pie falling from the sky and hitting yourself?

Although he was excited, Hu Muzhi remained calm.

There is a Tao that the heart of harming others must not be possessed, and the heart of defending others must not be absent.

In the middle of the night, follow the other party to the door? Maybe what will happen.

Although the old lady looked at Mian Shan, to be honest, Hu Muzhi still had no idea.

He didn't want to put himself in because of this kind of thing.

After thinking for a while, Hu Muzhi was about to speak.

The old lady took the lead and said: "But it's too late today, if you want it, it can only be tomorrow during the day.

These words made Hu Muzhi's eyes light up, because he had this idea in his heart.

Immediately asked for the address of the old lady who came, and made an appointment to come to the door.

All is done, the next step is to unload the bed.

A huanghuali Arhat bed of this size is close to 400 kilograms, and Hu Muzhi would definitely not be able to move it alone.

Even adding the old lady, it didn't help.

But it's good to have money.

In the end, Hu Muzhi spent five yuan and called four people from Panjiayao to help him move the huanghuali Luohan bed to the side of his car.

In between, an interesting thing happened.

When Hu Muzhi called someone to move the Arhat bed, the old lady suddenly asked to leave for a while.

Finally, leave the tricycle and leave.

This made Hu Muzhi have to doubt that this old lady should have been a rich man before.

Because in the middle of the night, there are only two kinds of people who come to shoot things and sneak in.

One is a person who can't see things.

The other is the destitute rich man, who is embarrassed to sell during the day, afraid of meeting acquaintances, so he can only wait at night, and sell when he gives money.

After paying the transportation fee, the four of them took the money and left happily.

Hu Muzhi looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he moved his mind and put the Huanghuali Arhat bed into the void ring.

"It really is Ming-style furniture. 33 looked at the countdown displayed above the Luohan bed, Hu Muzhi secretly said.

the next day.

Hu Muzhi woke up from his sleep and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

8:15.

Although he was late for work, Hu Muzhi was in no hurry.

Because he is planning to take a leave of absence today.

He got up from the bed, washed briefly, and changed into clean clothes. Hu Muzhi left the courtyard and rode a mini-car to the canteen.

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"Boss, call." Hu Muzhi called to the old lady in the shop.

"Seven cents per minute for short trips, and two yuan per minute for long trips." The old lady responded.

I have to say that the current communication charges are really expensive, almost catching up with the price of a pound of pork.

Hu Muzhi picked up the handset and dialed Guxuan Pavilion's landline number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Gu Xuan Pavilion, who is it?" Xia Heze's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Heze, it's me, Muzhi." Hu Muzhi said.

"Muzhi, what's wrong?" Xia Heze asked.

"Help me and your sister take a day off, I can't go today because of something." Hu Muzhi said.

"Okay." Xia Heze answered and hung up the phone.

After paying the phone bill, Hu Muzhi found a random breakfast restaurant on the roadside and ate.

After breakfast, I looked at the time. At 8:45, it was almost time to go to the address that the old lady left yesterday.

According to the address, Hu Muzhi came to Dongcheng District, and then drove into an alley.

On both sides of the alley are deep houses.

Hu Muzhi counted every family according to the sect at the door.

"No. 16, that's it." Hu Muzhi stopped the car.

At this time, the gates of the four courtyards were opened.

Before entering the door, Hu Muzhi saw the old lady who had sold the huanghuali Arhat bed for him yesterday was sweeping the dust with a broom.

Hu Muzhi came to the door, knocked on the door symbolically, and said, "Old lady, I'm here."

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"It's Xiao Hua, come in. The 35 old lady raised her head and responded.

Hu Muzhi stepped into the courtyard.

"Wait a minute, I'll call my master." The old lady said to Hu Muzhi.

"Master?" Hu Muzhi was taken aback, is this title still used today?

Just as Hu Muzhi was stunned, the old lady put the broom aside and entered the back room.

Not long after, he walked out with an old lady who was about eighty years old, but looked pretty good.

Although the old lady was wearing plain clothes, she still gave off a sense of grace and luxury.

I want to come back to the eldest lady of the prince and aristocrat when I was young.

"Hello, old lady." Hu Muzhi greeted the other party politely.

"En." The old lady nodded slightly and instructed the old lady next to her, "Wang Ma, go and make a pot of tea.

"Don't bother." Hu Muzhi said politely.

"Since you're a guest, naturally you have to treat it well." The old lady replied.

Hu Muzhi had no choice but to nod.

"Wang Ma and I are the only daughters at home. It's hard for you to enter the house, so I can only apologise for you to wait in the yard." The old lady said, she came to the compound and motioned to Hu Muzhi in a large tree. Sit on the stone bench under the locust tree.

Hu Muzhi didn't care, so he sat down and waited quietly.

One old man and one young man sat there, and no one spoke, making the atmosphere a little awkward.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Hu Muzhi took the initiative and said, "You old Guigeng?

"It's two at ninety," the old lady replied.

"I can't see, if you didn't say it, I thought it was seventy. 35 Hu Muzhi said.

It wasn't that she was trying to say something nice, but that the old lady really looked like she was in her seventies, with her back not hunched over.

The old lady smiled and shook her head, and said, "What is your surname, young man?"

"Your surname is Hu and your name is Muzhi." Hu Muzhi replied.

"Yanzhou Mu, Cao Cao, Yuzhou Mu, Liu Bei are all kings. It seems that your parents have high hopes for you." The old lady smiled lightly: "My surname is Yi."

"Old Madam Yi." Hu Muzhi said politely, and then asked: "My ancestor is Aisin Gioro? 99

Mrs. Yi was stunned for a moment, and then she asked curiously, "How do you know?

"Guess." Hu Muzhi said.

He knew that with the demise of the Qing Dynasty, the descendants of Aixinjueluo basically changed their surnames, mainly Yi, Jin, Zhao, Na and other surnames.

These surnames are usually changed with the names of their ancestors. For example, "Yiltushan" takes "Yi" as the surname, which is the exclusive surname of the descendants of Nurhaci.

"You guessed it right." Mrs. Yi nodded: "My parents ate imperial grain, and then the hard-core crops fell."

"Iron crops" refers to the hereditary system of nobility that was passed down from generation to generation in the Qing Dynasty. Because of its unabated salary, it is called "iron crops that can't be eaten", also known as "eating imperial grain".

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"Hey, our generation has carried too many sins..." Old Mrs. Yi sighed heavily, perhaps feeling that she was in a relationship with Hu Muzhi, and began to slowly talk about some of her ministry.

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