Wen Yiming accepted the red sandalwood carvings, and Hu Jianmin was considerate. He must have bought them at a high price in person at a large auction house. The five wood carvings combined will be at least seven or eight million, maybe more than ten million!

Qian was not a big deal for Hu Jianmin, but mainly to make friends with Wen Yiming. The other party put down everything by saying a word and traveled thousands of miles to collect materials. This heart was finally not in vain and everyone was very happy.

Wen Yiming asked Hu Jianmin to go back and rest. It was not easy for a few days to be busy. In a few days, I came to visit and chat. It was already past nine o'clock, and Wen Yiming invited Lin Xiuxiu to finish her meal and took a taxi to take her home. It was past ten o'clock when he got home, so he took a shower and went to bed.

In the next three days, he and Zhao Dacheng were very busy. They had a batch of materials in their hands and worked overtime to work. Finally, they produced three hundred pieces of Jingxin incense, with ammunition inadequate, and finally they could breathe a lot.

"There should be no problem with Jingxinxiang recently!" Zhao Dacheng looked at the full cabinet of Hexiang and said with satisfaction: "By the way, the master has left three incense recipes, Jingxinxiang is just one of them. Are you making progress with the remaining two?"

Wen Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "Master, do you still ask? Why was Jingxinxiang the first to be researched successfully? Do we have the ingredients for the other two prescriptions?"

"This...hey!"

Zhao Dacheng shook his head, remembered the ingredients of other incense recipes, and sighed: "Oh, let it go!"

Wen Yiming didn't say anything. He must have been worried before, but now he has hope. As long as he can develop the first batch of Hexiang, people who like to be obsessed with it, things will be very simple in the future.

Just like the century-old rosewood, I thought it was very precious at first, but I never saw it in a century. But now, what about it? It’s just a lot, and this is the importance of connections.

Since ancient times, the objects of incense and Taoism have served are either rich or noble, and the social resources are abundant. Although the treasures of heaven and earth are becoming increasingly rare, as long as they are not completely extinct, there is still hope of gaining.

After working for a few days, Wen Yiming took out the fragrance of Jingxin and enjoyed it with his master. The light smoke made people obsessed with it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Wen Yiming closed his eyes, focused on his nose, and carefully experienced the different changes in the fragrance. This time, the fragrance was improved a lot compared to the last time. Not only did the materials be saved, the effect was improved, but the levels were much richer.

"Huh? This is..."

Suddenly, a faint airflow appeared, accompanied by the fragrance merged into the Taiyin Heart Meridian of Hand, causing Wen Yiming's body to shake slightly, and the acupuncture points kept beating, as if some barrier was opened?

"Is it..."

Wen Yiming's heart was trembling, and a thought flashed through his mind. Could it be the Qi Pulse Point? He took a deep breath involuntarily, and indeed a faint air flow merged into the heart meridians and turned into a trickle of water, nourishing blood and qi, and strengthening the breath. The Taiyin Heart Meridian of the Hand becomes stronger and stronger.

"Master, can incense Tao still be used for cultivation?"

Zhao Dacheng suddenly heard Wen Yiming's problem, slowly opened his eyes, and said with a little deeper meaning: "Yes, incense can not only cure diseases and save people, but more advanced incense can assist in cultivation, and can even make people realize it!"

"The Tao of incense is in Taoism and Buddhism. If any monks and great masters admire the Tao of incense at the extreme, each time they practice, a furnace of incense must always be with them. If the small ones are calm, the spirit will be calm, and if the big ones are enlightened, the mystery is not enough for outsiders to do it!"

"So that's it!" Wen Yiming nodded in agreement. He didn't believe it before, but now he has a deep understanding. Take the fragrance of meditation as an example. Calm energy and calm the mind and nourish the heart. The heart is the foundation of human beings. If it is strong, the human being will naturally be refreshed and will not suffer from any disease.

The incense burner was quickly finished, and the two of them were still unsatisfied. Although the effect was not as shocking as the first time, it would be beneficial to the body in the long run. One furnace was tasted three to five days, and enjoyed like a god.

These days, Wen Yiming and his master finished their meal at noon and took a long break in the afternoon. The old man went back to rest. He was idle and took a taxi to the antique city. Today is not a weekend, so he went to the store to try his luck.

Yesterday I heard the old man chatting and accidentally talked about the incense props, such as the three types of imperial furnace bottles, the palace treasured Boshan Furnace, the most awesome is the famous Xuande Furnace. I am still a fan of this day and it is definitely the best prop that the incense master pursues throughout his life!

The old man treasured a set of celadon incense props for the imperial Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. He went to a foreign auction in his early years. It was worth millions at that time, and now it is even more expensive and he is reluctant to use it as a treasure.

Wen Yiming was so excited that he thought about when he could get a set of exclusive props, the Southern Song Dynasty imperial Ru kiln, the Ming Dynasty Xuande furnace, the Ming Dynasty Huanghuali box, and a box of more than one billion!

Thinking of this, I excitedly came to the antique city to find a bargain. Money is a good thing, the more the better, especially for the incense, it is not a big deal!

He walked while walking, passed by Boguzhai, but did not see Fatty Fei. He probably had a bad life recently. He heard from Ling Tiancheng that Hu Jianmin already knew that he would definitely not be able to spare that fat man. The biggest possibility was that he was also beaten. After all, it was Tan Jinggao's imitation, and he could even deceive the Forbidden City, let alone him.

This time, if you don’t die, you will lose your skin. Hu Jianmin is not a good person. Don’t look at his kind-hearted and harmless look in front of him, how can he control a 10 billion business empire?

Wen Yiming shook his head, there was no way, he had to pay back when he came out. The antiques were too deep and full of intrigue. No matter how rich he had, he was a bad guy.

After going all the way, each store went around and looked for opportunities to pick up bargains through its sense of smell. It found that different categories of tastes are different, and the raw materials are very different in the morning and evening, which is worth studying.

The second floor is porcelain and jade. After walking around, I didn’t get any results. There are good things, but the prices are also expensive. After all, picking up bargains is a low probability. No one is stupid, and money is not easy to make.

"Huh? What's the smell?"

When I arrived at the third floor, I was miscellaneous. I had everything to say. Ancient coins, wooden tools, stamps, cultural relics. I just passed by a corner and my nose moved slightly. The faint fragrance came. I looked up.

"Mingxiang Pavilion?"

"teapot?"

Wen Yiming slowly approached the store, and there were several people in it tasting tea. It was probably a regular customer. The owner made tea and chatted in person. Seeing someone entering the door, he smiled and said, "Look at it casually, call me if you have something to do!"

Wen Yiming nodded. It would be better if no one cares about him. First, he pretended to go around casually, slowly followed the fragrance to the east shelf, and picked up a purple clay pot.

"Boss, what's this?"

The boss came over, looked at the pot in Wen Yiming's hand, and introduced: "This is authentic Yixing purple clay, He Yun style, a master of provincial arts and crafts, young and promising, and now has good investment potential."

Wen Yiming smiled. He knew some of the purple clay teapots. He was influenced by the master all day long and said with a smile: "It's just a small name? Now the prices of national-level art masters are rising and falling. Can you still invest in this kind of thing?"

"You can't say that!" When the boss heard that the other party was an expert, he smiled and said, "Drinking tea is a good thing. You like Gu Jingzhou, I like Daheng Shao, radish and cabbage, everyone has their own preferences!"

"The pot mainly depends on the fate of the eye. If you don't want to change your favor, it's worthless. Do you think so?"

Wen Yiming smiled and nodded. This was interesting. He put down the pot and suddenly pointed to the box at the bottom of the shelf. He seemed to ask unintentionally: "There is a pot inside?"
Chapter completed!