"Actually, after I got the baby, I was very excited and excited. I just admired it for myself and forgot to call everyone." Wang Guan said embarrassedly. In fact, if it hadn't been broken by Yu Feibai, he would have kept his wealth secret.

, maybe he just kept it a secret.

"Ha ha……"

Everyone smiled kindly and understood Wang Guan's mood.

After all, when everyone first saw the strange appearance of this red sandalwood gloomy wood bead, even if there were people around, they couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. Needless to say, when they were alone, they would definitely be obsessed with it and couldn't extricate themselves.

After a while, Wang Guan humbly asked: "Mr. Qian, can you tell the approximate age of this bead?"

"It's hard."

Mr. Qian pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The material of the beads itself is the dark wood that has been buried underground for tens of thousands of years. Even if we use scientific instruments, we can at most identify the age of the material. As for what it is.

In ancient times, beads were carved from dark wood and slightly engraved with patterns, so it would be difficult to identify them.”

"The only thing that can be certain is that the time when the beads were formed must have been after the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period."

Everyone nodded slightly, and it sounded like nonsense. However, it was also one of the evidences for identification. After all, there were always legends about Lao Tzu's journey to the west before anyone would carve such graphic portraits on beads.

However, there are many people who make fake cultural relics now who do not understand and have no respect for history. They add things to cultural relics that do not exist at that historical stage according to their own imagination.

However, what is frustrating is that no matter how fake something is, it can often be sold.

"It has been more than two thousand years since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. You can imagine that at some time during these two thousand years, a skilled craftsman might have accumulated technology or had a flash of inspiration. He might not

He knows what physics, buoyancy, and refraction are, but that doesn't stop him from using these principles to create this red sandalwood gloomy wood that shocks the past and the present. I left Hangu Pass in the west, and the purple energy came from the east..."

Mr. Qian's tone contained exclamation and admiration, but more of it was regret and regret.

Everyone understands his feelings to some extent. China has a history of thousands of years. Although there is no cultural gap, it has continued to this day. This is something that everyone is very proud of.

However, for thousands of years, China has experienced dynasty changes and frequent wars, with very little time for real peace. Instead, it has often been in turbulent times. Once war breaks out, it means families are destroyed and wives and children are separated.

In fact, several times foreign tribes invaded the Central Plains, and under the brutal oppression of barbaric civilizations, not only the culture of the Central Plains suffered serious damage, but also the technologies and crafts that had not been valued in the first place were naturally lost.

Therefore, when we see ancient things now, we always have a lot of mysteries. It is difficult for people today to imagine how they could make such exquisite and incredible treasures with the technical conditions of ancient times.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the red sandalwood gloomy wooden beads again. This treasure is a piece of wisdom that has been buried in the long river of history.

After a long silence, Fang Mingsheng suddenly said: "Brother Wang Guan, this treasure..."

"Boss Fang."

In an instant, Wang Guan understood what Fang Mingsheng wanted to say, and immediately interrupted with a smile: "You should understand that it is impossible for me to transfer such a thing."

"well."

Fang Mingsheng sighed, but still refused to give up: "Wang Guan, please think about it again, I can come up with..."

"Ahem, Mingsheng."

At this time, Mr. Qian spoke, shook his head and said: "My words may be a bit mysterious, but I think treasures also have spirituality. If you want to own them, you need a certain amount of luck."

"Mr. Qian." Fang Mingsheng frowned, a little helpless. However, he also knew that the older generation believed this more, and it was difficult to refute Mr. Qian's face, so he could only remain silent. But judging from his expression,

But he has no intention of giving up.

Mr. Qian waved his hand and warned: "Wang Guan, this thing is indeed more precious than ordinary national treasures. You must keep it carefully. This is the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancients and cannot be lost."

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Qian, I will deposit it in the bank vault later." Wang Guan said solemnly.

"This is too wasteful." Yu Feibai shouted: "Why don't you lend it to me and let me watch it for two or three months."

"Fei Bai, don't talk nonsense."

Gao Dequan's expression was a bit serious, and he seriously suggested: "Wang Guan, there are indeed some treasures buried in the bank. If you can trust Mr. Qian, you might as well leave it to him for temporary storage. In the meantime, Mr. Qian can ask for some

Professionals, study all the secrets of beads. I feel that this bead is not only an ordinary rosewood gloomy wood, it seems that it has also been fused with some special substances during the tens of millions of years it was buried in the ground, so it can reflect purple in the water.

The light of Qi is coming."

When Gao Dequan suggested it, Mr. Qian remained silent, but judging from the expression on his face, he was also very moved. However, he felt that his relationship with Wang Guan was not very close, so he was embarrassed to speak.

"That's no problem."

Wang Guan's answer was also very straightforward. After several contacts, he believed in Qian Lao's character. Moreover, he had always wanted to repay Qian Lao's favor. Now was the best opportunity, how could he miss it.

"Okay, Wang Guan, thank you for your trust." At this time, Mr. Qian said excitedly: "I can guarantee that no one will damage the beads during the research."

"fine."

Even the heavy treasure was entrusted. Wang Guan was naturally not stingy in other aspects. He simply smiled and said: "As long as the different phases of the beads in the water are not destroyed, it is okay to scrape some powder for study."

"This is not possible. The texture on the beads is very tight, just like a precision instrument. If you move it a little, it can destroy the whole picture. It is a treasure of our nation. There cannot be any mistakes, no matter how carefully we take care of it.

point."

Mr. Qian shook his head and retorted, and then asked someone to prepare an agreement for the custody of the red sandalwood beads. Wang Guanran shook his head and refused. Since he believed Mr. Qian, there was no need for a written agreement in black and white.

However, Mr. Qian also had a more serious side to his character. No matter how much Wang Guan tried to persuade him, he still had to write the custody agreement in his own hand, sign it carefully, and stamp it with his personal seal.

Wang Guan had no choice but to accept the agreement and spent a long time admiring the wonderful phenomenon of red sandalwood and darkened wooden beads in the hall before leaving with Gao Dequan and Yu Feibai.

After leaving Fang Mingsheng's villa and getting into the car, Wang Guan said sincerely: "Uncle De, thank you."

"It's inexplicable, why are you thanking me?" Gao Dequan said with a smile, but his eyes were full of admiration. He was very happy that Wang Guan could understand his good intentions.

"What are you talking about?" Yu Feibai was confused.

Wang Guan did not answer directly, but sighed softly: "The treasure touches people's hearts."
Chapter completed!