Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 642 Cuan Zhenyan Monument
Xu Yizhou and Xu Manzhou accompanied the girl Ling of the Sheng family to go grocery shopping. In the living room of the Sheng family, Shen Yunfeng, Xu Wanzhou, and Xu Manzhou sat on the sofa and waited for the old man of the Sheng family to wake up from his lunch break.

Shen Yunfeng was going to talk to the old man of the Sheng family about buying and selling "rocks".

Of course, the so-called stone is actually the tombstone that the Sheng family has pressed tofu paste to make tofu for more than 200 years.

To be precise, it is the rare "Cuan Zhenyan Monument".

According to what Shen Yunfeng told Xu Wanzhou and Xu Manzhou, the full name of the "Cuan Zhenyan Monument" is "The Tombstone of Cuanfu Jun, the prefect of Qingzhou in the Ming Dynasty".

Literally understood, the "stone" used by the Sheng family to make tofu is actually the tombstone of an ancient official named Cuan.

After Xu Manzhou knew that the tofu he had been eating for three years was made on a tombstone, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Brother Yunfeng, tell me, eating the tofu pressed on the tombstone has no effect on your body, right?"

This is what Xu Manzhou asked Shen Yunfeng after avoiding the trivial and avoiding the word "diaphragm".

Although Shen Yunfeng and Xu Wanzhou had comforted her, Xu Manzhou still felt very uncomfortable.

Even Xu Manzhou knew in her heart that the matter had come to this, and even if there were gods willing to help her, it would be impossible to expel all the Shengji handmade tofu she had eaten from three years ago to last night from every cell in her body.

"Oh, I'm just saying, whining!"

Xu Manzhou grabbed a few handfuls of hair indiscriminately, not looking like a wealthy daughter at all.

In order to avoid Xu Manzhou's embarrassment for a while, Shen Yunfeng turned his head away, pretending to be admiring some paintings and calligraphy hanging in the Sheng's living room.

Xu Wanzhou looked at Xu Manzhou with messy hair, and laughed again.

He took out a makeup mirror from his Kun bag and threw it to Xu Manzhou, saying, "Look at the way you look now, it doesn't look like a professional manager who graduated from an MBA."

Xu Manzhou opened the makeup mirror and took a look, straightened her hair indifferently, then threw the makeup mirror to Xu Wanzhou, and continued to sit on the sofa to get angry with Shengji Tofu.

Half an hour later, Xu Yizhou, Xu Qingzhou, and girl Sheng Jialing came back with some dishes.

Sheng Jialing girl glanced at the clock hanging in the living room and said: "My grandpa should be waking up soon, I have to cook."

"If you have anything to say, tell him when he comes down from upstairs."

"Hee hee, my grandfather is very talkative, you should have 'learned' it."

After watching Xu Yizhou and Xu Manzhou go to the kitchen behind Sheng Jia Ling girl, Shen Yunfeng looked away from the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the living room, got up and walked in the living room while laughing and said: "I hope I will say that I want to buy that tombstone later." At that time, the old man can still treat us with the same attitude as before."

Xu Wanzhou nodded, feeling a little unsure in her heart.

As for Xu Manzhou, at this time, he was only thinking about why he ate so much Shengji tofu, and he didn't even think about whether the old man of the Sheng family would sweep Shen Yunfeng, who was going to buy the Cuan Zhenyan stele, and the four of them out.

Just as Shen Yunfeng, Xu Wanzhou, and Xu Manzhou, who were waiting in the living room of the Sheng family, were thinking about each other, there was a coughing sound from upstairs.

After the coughing disappeared, there was a sound of opening the door, and then there was the sound of footsteps coming downstairs.

Shen Yunfeng immediately waited in front of the stairs, and Xu Wanzhou walked up to Xu Manzhou and tidied her hair again.

"Oh? You are still there, I thought you had already left."

When the old man of the Sheng family saw Shen Yunfeng waiting for the three of them standing in his living room, he said with a slightly surprised smile.

Shen Yunfeng, Xu Wanzhou and Xu Qingzhou waited for the old man of the Sheng family to sit down before sitting back on the sofa.

This time, Shen Yunfeng changed the place to sit, so that he was closer to the old man of the Sheng family, with a three-seater sofa in the middle, so that it was convenient for him to talk to the old man of the Sheng family in a moderate voice.

Hearing the sound of laughing and joking coming from the kitchen, the old man of the Sheng family put down his teacup and looked towards the kitchen, looked at Shen Yunfeng and said with a smile: "You guys definitely won't stay here for a bowl of home-cooked food, tell me, let the old man listen to you." Listen to what else you have to do."

Shen Yunfeng leaned on the armrest, tilted his upper body towards the old man of the Sheng family, and said to the old man's eyes, "Master, the 'slate' you used to press the tofu is actually a cultural relic, and it is very likely that it was built by Zhu Yuanzhang. Towards the tombstone of a large family from that period."

"Tombstone?" The old man of the Sheng family twitched his eyebrows slightly, still looking at Shen Yunfeng and said, "In the Ming Dynasty, according to the age you mentioned, it should be very old, and there is nothing wrong with saying it is a cultural relic. "

"What do you mean?"

Shen Yunfeng's eyes followed the movement of the old man of the Sheng family serving tea and drinking water.

"Junior would like to ask you, old man, to part with you and sell that tombstone to me."

Noticing that the two eyes of the old man of the Sheng family glanced at him along the top of the teacup without showing any surprise, Shen Yunfeng continued: "Among the steles in the Provincial Museum are also related to the Cuan family. In terms of height, it is larger than the stone tablet you used to press tofu, and even larger than the third stone tablet currently stored in the Cuanbei Pavilion."

The old man of the Sheng family put down his teacup and looked at Shen Yunfeng with a warm smile on his face.

He raised his hand, motioning for Shen Yunfeng to continue.

Shen Yunfeng took a look at the sisters of the Xu family, and then continued: "The archaeological circles call the stele of Cuan's family in the Provincial Museum the 'Big Cuan Stele', and the stone stele stored in the Cuan Beiting Pavilion is called the 'Small Cuan Stele. '."

"After seeing the stele in your house earlier, I think it should be called 'Zhong Cuan Stele'."

Seeing that the old man of the Sheng family was still looking at him, Shen Yunfeng said again: "That 'big Cuan stele' is also called 'Cuan's Longyan stele', and it records the history of the Cuan family during the Northern and Southern Dynasties."

"The full name of the 'Xiao Cuan Monument' should be 'Tombstone of Jingu Zhenwei General Jianning Prefect Cuanfu Jun'. The inscription on it records the life of Cuan Baozi, a former member of the Cuan family 700 years ago. .”

"What about the piece that my grandfather passed down?"

The old man of the Sheng family finally spoke.

He smiled and glanced at Xu Wanzhou and Xu Qingzhou who were sitting quietly, then continued to look at Shen Yunfeng and said.

"As for whether to sell it or not, I alone can decide. When we have lunch later, I will ask Ling Yatou to call all the family members, and you can say some things again in front of them."

"You also saw it in the morning. It is my youngest son and his wife who are helping me make tofu now. I plan to do it for another three to five years, so I will completely let go and let them take over."

"So, I have to listen to the opinions of my family."

(End of this chapter)