Super Pickup King

"Things are not as simple as you think, this other person...oh! Let's put it this way, this old man has a very good temper, a weird and lonely personality, and a very ugly and unrelenting speech. He has never had a friend, only I can barely talk to him. The last few words, you are a little psychologically prepared before you see him. Don't make him angry. If he gets angry at you, no one can persuade him. Then we can’t ask what we want, maybe even. Will be kicked out."

Another difficult character. Tang Qi predicts that the task this time is very difficult.

He didn't have time to say anything to him, and went to Ou Fu auction house with Mickey. After all, this place is still its own, and it will take three days to think of some countermeasures.

Tang Qi went to the old Wen’s house with Chu Ya. On the way, Chu Ya said, "Wait a moment, you turn right. There is a gift street over there. I want to buy something. This old man has a bad temper. Our courtesy Be thorough, buy some fresh flowers and refreshments to send over."

"Alright." The two bought a bunch of flowers on the gift street, and a box of expensive health products. Then I went to the old man's house. The old man lived in a small villa with two floors. Although it is very old, the atmosphere is very warm. In addition, there are some purple flowers planted outside.

The door was unlocked, and Tang Qi and Chu Ya walked in together, and after a few steps, they heard a loud cry.

"Trash! What do you do? Just like you want to be a master engraver? It's just a delusion!"

The two saw a young man with his head down, and an old white-haired man sitting in a wicker chair in front of him, pointing to his face and yelling at him. The young man said nothing, bowed his head and said nothing.

The old man became more angry as he spoke, waving a wooden statue in his hand and yelling constantly: "For three years, I don't know what you have learned from me. Are your fingers a duck web, or are you a chicken head?" You eat except **** in your stomach? Can't remember any knowledge?"

Tang Qi couldn't help laughing, the old man's curse was really fresh and refined. Chu Ya hurriedly pulled his sleeve to silence him. But because Tang Qi's laughter was so loud, it was still heard.

Old Wen stared at Tang Qi and Chu Ya with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Tang Qi waved the gift box in his hand: "Don't do it, see if you are old."

Chu Ya hurriedly said, "Hello, we were called by Mr. Qin, and we want to..."

"What about the others? Since they are coming to visit, naturally you have to do it yourself. Can you also replace these garlic cloves?"

Chu Ya blushed, she had never been scolded like this when she grew up.

Tang Qi looked indifferent. Looking at the layout of this house, everything here is simple. There are a few paintings hanging on the walls. They are small in size, and they are beautifully painted landscapes. The paintings are very good.

The old man said to the man, "You go back to me now to figure out what's going on, and then carve it out for me again!"

The young man hurriedly promised to carry something with his head and scurry around. Fortunately there are these two people in his heart, otherwise I shall not be scolded to death today? Chu Ya put the gift on the old man's table, but he didn't even look at it.

After a while, he said in a cold voice, "Where is Old Man Qin, why didn't others come?"

"He has something urgent to deal with."

"What can he do? I can't forgive anyone except the dead at home. I'm not an ordinary person. I wait at home every day."

Tang Qi said, "I'm about to die. A traitor has come out of the house to take away his wealth. Now is the moment of life and death. I hope you can understand."

Old Wen's expression changed: "The same is true of the Qin family?"

"Are there other homes besides Qin's like this?"

"Don't ask me questions, I don't owe you. Sit down." Old Wen pointed to the two bamboo chairs opposite.

The two sat down, and Tang Qi said, "We are here to deal with the desert organization. He said you know some knowledge about geography..."

The old man interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about this. I ask you, do you know anything about Antique?"

"A little."

"Very well, come, take a look at the bracelet in my hand." The old man took down a red jade bead chain from his wrist and handed it to Tang Qi.

After Tang Qi touched it with his hand, he said, "This is a sandalwood jade bead with a kind of musk particles inside, and a kind of scented wax on the surface. The two are mixed together by high-temperature calcination."

Chu Ya was surprised: "I think the radiance of this bead is jade, but I didn't expect it to be wax."

"Wax and wax are not the same. This wax refining method has long been extinct. It is said to be extracted from 30 kinds of animals. It can be worn on the body to survive all diseases and sleep peacefully. This kind of hand Strings are very rare in the world. There is a string in the National Museum. Only four of the eighteen jade beads are made of such wax beads. It is already rare. Such beads are worth hundreds of millions, which is comparable to the average. The jade jade beads are much more precious. Congratulations, sir."

The old man looked at him in surprise: "Unexpectedly, you still know so much knowledge. Jin Boming didn't know it the last time I saw it."

"I also know it occasionally. It's a coincidence." Tang Qi smiled and said, "I don't know if I can say it now?"

Old Wen nodded, and he pointed to the back wall again: "Don't worry about this, think about looking at these paintings, and then tell your understanding."

Tang Qi and Chu Ya were taken aback. What was wrong with this old man? Why did they want to look at the painting for no reason?

But since he is a weird person, naturally he can't think with formal thinking, so he can only agree.

The two watched for a while, and the old man asked what he saw.

Chu Ya said: "There are three paintings, one is a cherry blossom dancing, the other is a quiet water, and the other is a peasant woman drying clothes..."

"I'm not blind, don't I know the content of the painting? I ask you what you can see."

Chu Ya was taken aback and gritted her teeth and said, "Well, the color and composition are very good, it's a very beautiful gouache painting. But the technique is a bit jerky, it should be a novice painting."

"That's it? Are you Chu Ya? That eldest daughter of the Chu family?"

"En. Yes."

"What about you?" He pointed to Tang Qi and said, "What do you see?"

Tang Qi walked to the side of the picture frame and said, "Earth. I see earth."

"What soil?"

"Although the content and location of these three paintings are different, the common point is that the color and texture of the soil are the same. Blood-red powdery sand is rare, generally because of the minerals in it. Too much. There should be a lot of ores under this kind of soil. These three places don't look like the places of China. Could it be the Wa country?"

Chu Ya was always very nervous, for fear that Tang Qi was wrong, but the old man never got angry, but he didn't have a good face. He suddenly pointed to the last painting and said: "This painting is called the peasant woman under the sun. What do you think? ?"

Tang Qi looked at the painting. At this time, a peasant woman was bending over to hold her clothes. There were a lot of clothes hanging on the clothesline, surrounded by green grass, a beautiful freehand painting.

"Why, can't you see what's here?" Old man Wen sneered: "You can show off in front of me if you know a little bit of knowledge?"

"Did I guess wrong? The father put these three paintings together to show that they are a series. I think I'm right. I really wonder what the soil of the west is. It should be a rare ore, chromium or rhodium. ?"

"Let's talk about this painting first."

"I think there is something wrong with the name of this painting."

The old man and Chu Ya froze for a moment, and Chu Ya hurriedly pulled Tang Qi's sleeve: "This is not good. This person has a very bad temper. If you make a mistake, it will really be bad."

Tang Qi said, "I just have something to say. The clothes in the basket next to this peasant woman are all neatly folded, which means it is not to be dried after washing, but to be folded after drying. So It will not be during the day, but at night when the clothes should be dried, so the name of this painting should be called Peasant Women in the Sunset."

The old man nodded and said: "It's true, the name is a bit wrong. You are very smart. I now understand why Qin Boming will rest assured that you will come here alone." At first he thought that Old Man Qin would find someone to come here. I was perfunctory, so I was very angry, but seeing that Tang Qi's brain was very clever and insightful, I was relieved.

He smiled and walked in front of the painting: "Look at it, is this soil very red in the sun? It looks like blood, but also like a cloud."

Tang Qi walked to his side and said, "I don't know this. Why do you keep asking me questions about this painting? Is it important?"

"Yes! Because the quality of this soil is related to time, you can find out what is in the soil if you want to know what's in it. Some soil colors show different states over time, like this one Plant red plain soil."

Chu Ya asked in confusion: "Red plain soil? What is that?"

"It's a very soft soil, usually about 30 meters below the ground. Very few exist on the surface of the ground like this. This kind of soil is the favorite kind of tomb robbers. Because the soil stretches out underground. It’s very hard if you excavate vertically, but as long as you have a good grasp of the direction and texture, you can get in easily."

Tang Qi said, "Does what you said has something to do with this time?"

"It's smart, come and see this." The old man walked to the table, took out a bag and handed it to Tang Qi.

Tang Qi took it over and took a look. The soil inside was brownish-yellow, and it looked no different from other soils on the surface.

"This one is not without red."

"This is because it requires different temperature and humidity. It is red below the ground. And this soil is what I found in the warehouse you just sealed."

Tang Qi was surprised: "What does this mean?"

"That's what you mean. The tripod was stolen. A person who knows the knowledge of tomb robbers dug a hole from below and stole the tripod **** without knowing it."

Chu Ya said anxiously: "No? Such a big thing is so heavy..."

"Why don't you know, can this tripod be taken apart? The whole is not good, but after it is broken into pieces, it can naturally be transported away smoothly." The old man smiled.

Tang Qi said: "I never knew this knowledge, how did this tripe take apart? I have never read such an article in the literature."

"Not all tripod tripods can be disassembled. This technique is not available to everyone, but the three-legged tripod tripod you are looking for is an exception." The old man said with a smile.