Signing in at the workplace: Rejecting the female president at the beginning

Chapter 314 Wu Changshuo's Inkstone

This is Bai Ning, one of the few people worthy of respect in the Sanhuahui. Uncle Ma, who is in his 60s, is not only good at restoring cultural relics, but also a rare talent in cultural relic appreciation. The "treasure of the town shop!"

"I heard you took a brick inkstone? Come on, my old man palms his eyes!" Uncle Ma said with a smile.

Uncle Ma picked up the brick with his reading glasses, and then looked at it with a magnifying glass.

As soon as the old man got started, he frowned and carefully observed the situation of the entire ancient city bricks. After observing for more than a minute, Uncle Ma's brows relaxed, and he said to Bai Ning, "Where did you get this thing, boy?" Come up!"

Bai Ning told Uncle Ma about his storage.

"Haha, you are really lucky! It's not easy to find such precious things!" Uncle Ma said to Bai Ning with a hearty smile.

Mr. Zuo at the side widened his eyes, looked at the two people, and asked Uncle Ma in surprise: "Is this a treasure?"

Uncle Ma glanced at Mr. Zuo, and said angrily to Mr. Zuo, "It's a pity that you have been in the antique world for so long, and you didn't even notice this? You really lost your name!"

"I..." Mr. Zuo looked innocent, he was shot even while lying down!But this thing should be a good thing!

Among the three flower clubs, only Uncle Ma can train Mr. Zuo like this.

"Hey, what do you always think of this thing?" Bai Ning heard the old man say this, knowing that the old man also saw that it was a brick and inkstone.

"Okay! Of course it's good! It looks good from the outside, but what's inside?"

"Then let's open it and have a look?" Bai Ning said to Uncle Ma.

Uncle Ma didn't immediately nod in agreement, but stroked his gray beard with his hand, and said, "The other party obviously had a purpose in doing this. In war-torn times and special times, in order to protect ancient cultural relics from being destroyed, someone I tried my best to cover up these cultural relics in various ways, and protected many cultural relics in this way, but I don’t know if this is the case?”

Bai Ning didn't speak, and continued to listen to Uncle Ma telling himself that Bai Ning had some accomplishments in identification, but he didn't know anything about this situation, so he didn't dare to take the initiative to open the crack, so he asked Uncle Ma over here.

He didn't dare to touch the brick and inkstone rashly, even though he could see it, he was afraid that if he accidentally damaged the brick and inkstone, it would be troublesome. Qian also paid in.

"My old man has been in the antique business for more than 40 years. From being a clerk to being a courtier, I have seen fake paintings covered on real paintings, but I have never seen this brick inkstone." Uncle Ma obviously agreed. Some are uncertain.

At this time, it was time for Bai Ning to play again. Bai Ning pointed at the crack in the middle of Uncle Ma and said to Uncle Ma, "Uncle Ma, even the best fake cultural relics will show some flaws. If the crack is opened, can the brick and inkstone be taken out?"

Uncle Ma didn't answer Bai Ning's question immediately, he picked it up and stared at the crack. After a long time, he spat out three words, "Try it!"

"Wait, I'm going to get something!"

Bai Ning nodded.

Not long after, Uncle Ma brought back a set of tools, a utility knife, a small chisel, and a small hammer. These are obviously professional equipment for developing and restoring this cultural relic!

"Come on, you kid, come on, it's not convenient for me to touch your kid's things!" Uncle Ma handed the utility knife to Bai Ning.

"Damn! You're still so polite to me!" Bai Ning didn't give in. He took the utility knife and asked Uncle Ma, "You are an expert in the restoration of cultural relics! How should I deal with this thing?"

"Scrape off the surface soil first."

"Get some more water."

Bai Ning listened to the old man's words and did everything that should be done. After washing with water, an incision was clearly exposed.

"Sure enough, the soil and mud on it were all made by later generations. Wade just covered up this incision."

"The methods and skills of the ancients are still not exquisite. If we put it into the present, this incision would not exist." Uncle Ma commented on this incision.

Bai Ning nodded and asked, "What's next? Break it open?"

"We don't know what's inside, so we can dig a few times first to see what's inside. Be gentle and slow, so as not to damage the inside."

After Bai Ning did so, an obvious gap appeared under the gap.

"Yes!" Bai Ning saw it most intuitively. Although it was a black hole, there must be something there.

Uncle Ma and Mr. Zuo moved their heads together, looking at Bai Ning's situation.

"The ancients didn't have cement or glue. They usually used glutinous rice to glue them together. The glue in the middle should be made of water and glutinous rice flour. The adhesive force is also very strong. However, it is easy to solve it this way."

"While digging, flush with water, Xiao Zuo, go and help him." Uncle Ma ordered.

"okay!"

Under the combined efforts of the two people to crack it violently, the things below quickly revealed the true colors of Mount Lu.

This thing was troublesome to create, but it took only a few strokes to destroy it. Within 5 minutes, the city brick was completely removed, revealing an inkstone-shaped thing inside.

"It's really an inkstone!" Before Bai Ning could say anything, Mr. Zuo exclaimed first.

Uncle Ma also nodded, and said to the two people: "This is indeed an inkstone, and it is a good inkstone!"

"There is an inkstone in the brick, and there is a brick in the inkstone. It's interesting, interesting!"

Bai Ning carefully observed the inkstone in his hand. Although this inkstone is alive, its specific source still needs to be considered.

"There are words on it!" Bai Ning murmured, and then read out the words: "The bricks of loess are firm and ancient, and they are used as inkstones to make them outstanding. Old fou."

Just after Bai Ning finished reading these words, Uncle Ma said excitedly, "Old Fou! It's Wu Changshuo! It's Wu Changshuo!"

"This is Wu Changshuo's inkstone!"

Wu Changshuo and Bai Ning knew about this. He was a master figure in the painting world, but he didn't know much about him.

How could Uncle Ma know that it belonged to Wu Changshuo with just one sentence and one sign?

Bai Ning looked at Uncle Ma suspiciously, and Uncle Ma said excitedly: "This old fou is Wu Changshuo's humble name for himself, and this thing is undoubtedly Wu Changshuo's."

When Uncle Ma said this, Bai Ning completely understood.