After cheering himself up and eating breakfast, Lin Ran got on the tricycle and rushed towards Xiba Village.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the car, I ran on the road to Xiping Village, my heart full of hope.

Although Lin Ran had only collected junk for a month, he was already familiar with it.

When I arrived at Xiping Village, I came out of a peasant woman's house with an old stool in her hand.

This is a wooden stool from the late Qing Dynasty. Although it is an ordinary piece of furniture in ordinary people's homes, it is still an elegant thing to take it back and keep it for yourself. It is better than leaving it empty-handed.

However, after running around Xiping Village, I didn't pick up anything valuable.

Most of the items placed on the tricycle are just tattered household items that are hidden from others.

Xiping Village is indeed poorer than expected. Along the way, many people still live in thatched houses.

They were very wary of outsiders, and Lin Ran would yell when he thought of approaching, as if he would snatch away their few remaining treasures.

In fact, the so-called treasures are some discarded tires, broken wine bottles, etc.

Poor people like to collect rags and pile them in front of their homes so that they don't look like they have nothing.

The village custom is so sad.

Lin Ran couldn't help but think of a sentence from later generations.

The poverty alleviation pigs were given out in the morning and the meat was eaten in the afternoon.

"Oh, it's really not easy to pick up the leaks." Lin Ran sighed, "I should have ignored Yang Jianlong if I had known. Now I can't even go to Panjiayuan."

He was sitting under a big tree and resting.

At this moment, a man walked out of a tiled house not far away.

This young man looked to be in his twenties, but his face was thin and his eyes were colorless, as if he had experienced a severe beating in life, and his face was still flashing with anxiety.

"Hey, rag collector, what do you collect?" He walked up to Lin Ran and asked.

Lin Ran looked at the other party and replied with a smile: "I'll accept anything, as long as it's valuable."

"Okay." After hearing the answer, he said hastily: "I still have some things at home. Come and take a look."

"Okay." Lin Ran pushed the tricycle to the door of his house.

You can smell an unpleasant smell at the door of your home. This is the smell that only comes from an alcoholic's home.

Lin Ran frowned, but before he could say anything, the other party shouted from home: "Collect the rags, come in quickly."

When he walked into his house, the smell of alcohol became more obvious, accompanied by a damp smell. If Lin Ran hadn't had strong self-control, he would have spit it out.

Judging from his house, it should be considered good in the entire village.

At least there is a tile-roofed house to live in, and there are many elderly people living in small thatched houses.

But even the poorest old man in the village is not as careless as him. He makes his house a mess and smells bad.

I don't know why, but I always feel that this man is very anxious, as if the sky is falling.

Lin Ran walked into his home. There was a tattered wooden table and an ancient wooden harvester stacked in the house.

The floor was covered with wine bottles, and a black and white photo hung crookedly on the wall. If I guessed correctly, it should be his biological mother.

In fact, the decoration inside the home is pretty good, with mahogany beams, red bricks, whitewashed walls, and square tiles on the floor instead of dirt.

The hall covers an area of ​​about twenty square meters. There is a dilapidated wooden cabinet with a yellowed newspaper on it, which is already full of dust.

Lin Ran guessed that a TV was originally placed on it because the indentation of the TV could still be seen.

Such a family should be considered relatively prosperous, how could it fall into such a situation?

The room smelled of alcohol. Could it be that you had gone bankrupt drinking?

However, Lin Ran noticed a notebook under the wooden cabinet. There was a note in it that read: Today I owe Ma Laojiu...

I can't see the numbers at the back clearly, but it should be money owed outside.

After looking around, there was nothing worth picking up.

Li Ke held up the empty wine bottles and asked, "A rag collector, how much do you think these bottles are worth?"

"These wine bottles are worthless. If you want to sell them, I'll give you five cents." Lin Ran said.

There should be nothing valuable in his house, and Lin Ran lost interest and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Li Ke suddenly called out to Lin Ran who was about to leave.

His eyes were full of hope, as if if he couldn't get the money, he would lose everything.

Lin Ran had seen similar things happen to countless gambling dogs, and he didn't feel the slightest sympathy for him.

"What's wrong? These things of yours are really worthless. I'm sorry, I also have to do business." Lin Ran found a way to leave.

Who knew that Li Ke actually ran to the corner of the room and rummaged under a pile of straw.

Then he took out an incense burner from inside.

It was a copper tripod incense burner, placed in front of Lin Ran.

"Come and see how much this thing is worth?"

At first glance, I thought it was the cauldron he used to burn money for his parents, but after a closer look, he saw that it had a simple appearance and looked like a valuable item.

"Okay, let me take a look first."

When Lin Ran took the incense burner, Li Ke kept telling him, "Be careful collecting rags. If it's damaged, you can't afford to pay for it."

"Do not worry."

After his explanation, Lin Ran took the incense burner.

When I took a closer look, I was instantly shocked!

Good guy!

Lin Ran took a clear look at the incense burner in his hand, a classic bowl-shaped burner with a lotus-like base and dragon patterns carved on the side.

There is a hollow bronze sculpture on the top of the incense burner, which looks like a dragon.

If you guessed correctly, the incense burner in your hand should be a serious Xuande burner!

The Xuande stove was the first batch of copper incense stoves cast by Emperor Xuande of the Ming Dynasty after he became emperor.

Because these copper incense burners used strict materials, the finished products were extremely exquisite and became a benchmark.

In later generations, people have always used Xuande furnaces as their brand and continued to imitate Xuande furnaces.

Xuande stove, as the most famous incense burner in Chinese history, actually has a long history.

Before Zhu Zhanji was born, Zhu Di had a dream.

In a dream, his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, gave him a Dagui.

At the same time, he also said eight words——

Pass it on to your descendants, and you will be prosperous forever.

The Xuande furnace is recognized by the collectors as one of the four treasures of the Ming Dynasty. .

There has always been a custom of burning incense in China. Ancient literati also burned incense in their study rooms, which is why there is a saying of "reading at night with red sleeves adding fragrance".

In fact, as early as before the Han Dynasty, there were incense burners made of pottery, porcelain, copper, iron, tile and other materials.

But the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty was the peak of incense burner production.

Emperor Xuande loved incense burners. In order to satisfy his preference for incense burners, his ministers imported a batch of red copper from Siam to make incense burners. Therefore, Xuande copper was often crystal clear in color.

Within three years of Xuande's reign, he used the imported red copper to cast more than 5000 incense burners and hid them in the palace.

But there are greedy people everywhere. The officials and craftsmen who participated in the manufacturing of Xuande furnaces gathered together and copied the Xuande furnaces according to the drawings.

Except for the different copper materials used, it almost looks like the real thing!

Xuande furnaces were traded many times during the late Qing Dynasty, and their whereabouts were ultimately unknown.

According to historical records, Xuande furnaces have more than 40 colors, and they are named differently according to the colors.

If you guessed correctly, you are holding a Tangli-colored Xuande furnace.

Sure enough, it is the same as what Xiang Yuanbian, a painter of the Ming Dynasty, said: "The beauty of Xuanlu is that the color of the treasure contains pearly light, and the exterior shows dullness and silence."

At first touch, it feels very good, but it still lacks some heat.

While Lin Ran was playing, Li Ke's urging voice came, instantly interrupting his thoughts!

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