Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 178
After talking on the phone with Xu Wanzhou, Shen Yunfeng started to clean up the store. It was almost ten o'clock after finishing the work, and he began to think about what birthday present he would give tomorrow.

With the wealth accumulated by the Xu family, antiques, calligraphy and paintings are definitely not rare. Shen Yunfeng felt that with his own worth, he couldn't give away any expensive things. The birthday gift you decide to give should be thoughtful.

After much deliberation, he called Yuan Dongliang and asked him to take some time today to send over some gold inlaid jade made of broken jade. Yuan Dongliang repeatedly agreed, saying that they would send them all by five o'clock.

After Yuan Dongliang found a famous craftsman to make gold and jade, he sent pictures to Shen Yunfeng to see. Shen Yunfeng suddenly remembered that one of the gold and jade had a very good meaning.

When I was about to get off work at noon, I received a call from Liang Bingru, saying that Mr. Dong had given me a message, saying that the appraiser I asked him to find had a clue, and a middle-aged man in his fifties would come to work in two days. .

Shen Yunfeng was also very happy when he heard this. There are two appraisers in the store, so he can have a little more freedom in his time, and he won't delay Hengxing's business because of some personal matters.

After asking about Liang Jinyan's physical condition, Shen Yunfeng called Xu Wanzhou to invite him to her grandfather's birthday party to report to Liang Bingru, which was equivalent to asking Liang Bingru for leave.

Liang Bingru smiled and said that it was true, and then said something to let Shen Yunfeng tidy up tomorrow, and hung up the phone.

Noon passed quickly, and when Shen Yunfeng thought it was another day of doing nothing, the shop door, which was concealed, was pushed open from the outside.

Shen Yunfeng raised his eyes and saw an old man walking in with his eyes full of vicissitudes.

The old man, holding an object wrapped in coarse cloth in his arms, walked slowly in front of Shen Yunfeng, and without waiting for Shen Yunfeng to speak, he put the object in his arms on the counter.

"Master?" the old man asked while holding the object in his hand.

"Well, appraiser!"

Shen Yunfeng replied with a smile.

"Okay!" The old man let go of his palm and gently pushed the object over.

"Young man, take a look, is this thing worth money?"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and wiped the sweat under his thin white hair with his sleeves.

Shen Yunfeng smiled and said, "Let me see." He handed the old man a tissue and made a cup of hot tea. Then he took out his white gloves and put them on. In front of the old man, he uncovered the coarse cloth layer by layer.

As the movements of Shen Yunfeng's hands became lighter and lighter, soon, a wooden board appeared on the counter.

The wooden plank is about forty centimeters long and fifteen centimeters wide. It is very heavy to touch, and when you smell it carefully, there is a faint fragrance.

The old man carefully held the teacup and drank the hot tea in small sips. His two bright eyes kept staring at the movements of Shen Yunfeng's hands, and glanced at Shen Yunfeng's face from time to time.

"Taiweiyi and the third secretary serve the king of Qi." Shen Yunfeng looked at a line of words on the wooden board and read it slowly.

"Young students, there are words on the back." The old man put down his teacup and reminded.

Shen Yunfeng smiled, turned over the board, and the three vague words "Fangyi" appeared in front of his eyes.

"Old man, this board is quite old." Shen Yunfeng put down the board and said while refilling the old man's teacup, "Can you tell me about its origin?"

"It's a long story," the old man nodded at Shen Yunfeng, sat on the stool, stroked the boards in the rough cloth with his rough hands, and began to recall, "In the 70s, it was more than 600 kilometers away from Harbin. In a small place called Tunzi Village, a villager was preparing to dig the ground to build a new house. At noon on the third day after the start of construction, relatives who came to help accidentally dug out a coffin from the upper part of the newly built house. .”

Shen Yunfeng came out of the counter, helped the old man to sit on a chair near the heater, and folded himself to bring out some crispy snacks from the quiet room, asking the old man to talk while eating.

Although, with the help of ancient books, he knew the origin of the wooden board brought by the old man, what Shen Yunfeng figured out was why such a wooden board more than 800 years ago appeared in the old man's hands.

"The coffin was opened at that time, and there were actually two corpses lying inside, a man and a woman," the old man said with an expression, as if he was talking about his own experience.

Although before he started talking, the old man specifically emphasized that what he recalled now was told by a friend.

"The two corpses that were dug up are very strange. At least there are more than 600 people in Tunzi Village, no one has ever seen that kind of burial."

Having said that, the old man slowly picked up a piece of snack, put it in his mouth, and chewed it bit by bit, his eyes looked out of the window quietly, absorbed.

Shen Yunfeng sat quietly beside the old man.

The old man took a sip of tea, breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at Shen Yunfeng, and continued: "The male corpse in the coffin, for some reason, does not show any signs of decay at all, except for the estimated age Because of this, the corpse looks a bit shriveled due to the lack of moisture, and there are almost no corpse spots on the body."

Seeing the old man looking at him, Shen Yunfeng cooperatively showed a bewildered expression.

"...If the male corpse is very strange, then the female corpse lying next to him can only be described as weird." The old man seemed very satisfied with the expression on Shen Yunfeng's face at the moment, and continued, "The degree of decay of the female corpse It is more serious than the male corpse, the reason why I say she is weird is because her head is tightly wrapped by a whole piece of yellow cloth."

"Seeing this scene, some of the surrounding villagers said that this woman was strangled to death."

"I'm not afraid of your old jokes, I think so too." Shen Yunfeng smiled awkwardly and scratched his hair.

The old man smiled lightly, and then said in his own rhythm: "The news that two ancient corpses were dug up in Tunzi Village spread quickly. A courageous archaeological expert led his students with a letter of introduction from the cultural relics department to fight against the young generals. The two bodies, as well as the ancient tomb, were studied before the bodies were burned."

Seeing the confusion on Shen Yunfeng's face, the old man explained with a chuckle: "The time when the ancient tomb was excavated happened to be in the special historical period of the last century, and thanks to the remoteness of the place, the disturbance of the movement would not have much influence. In the city or in places close to the city, the young generals who heard about the corpses would burn them on fire as soon as they appeared."

After the old man explained, Shen Yunfeng immediately understood.

After taking a sip of tea, perhaps because he felt a little hot, the old man got up and untied the scarf, and Shen Yunfeng took it for the old man to hang on the coat rack.

"When the archaeologist and his students were studying the corpses and ancient tombs, the helpful villagers said that the two corpses should belong to the Tartars," the old man said, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The villagers Our basis is that in the early years, this area was ruled by the Jurchens, and in 1616 the Jurchen leader Nurhachi proclaimed Khan and founded the country in Hetuala, and the name of the country was 'Great Gold'."

"This second unified country established by ethnic minorities in the history of China was originally located in Shangjing, and the place where the two corpses were found fell exactly within the jurisdiction of Shangjing at that time."

Shen Yunfeng pondered for a while, and echoed: "If you follow the historical records, what this villager said is quite reasonable."

The old man nodded slightly, and did not deny Shen Yunfeng's understanding, nor did he affirm Shen Yunfeng's statement, but said slowly and in a very soft voice: "It has been almost 70 years, and I still remember the day when the ancient tomb was discovered."

Slowly picked up the teacup, put it to his mouth, wanted to drink but didn't drink it, and sighed: "...May [-]th, lunar calendar, the sky is gloomy."

(End of this chapter)