Mr. Song used his hand to scratch the edges of the old newspapers for a few times, then pressed them on the top of the newspaper a few times, and confirmed again. That's right, there should be something in it, but I just don't know what it was in.

Hey, Mr. Song is so excited now. That girl Jian'er is really lucky. The ghost market hasn't started yet, so maybe two treasures will be included in the account.

Mr. Song can only say one word of supremacy for Jian'er's luck. Of course, it is also possible that the things in these old newspapers are just waste paper, but what does that matter? You can tell that Jian'er should not spend much money to buy these things. If you take a step back, even if Jian'er spends a lot of money, the pair of birth jade kans she just bought is definitely enough to offset it. It is a priceless treasure. As long as Jian'er is willing to take action, including spending the "ghost market" in the middle of the night, Mr. Song would not think that Jian'er would spend the pair of birth income tonight.

Especially since Mr. Song met Jian'er, Jian'er's luck that was against the sky, in the impression of this old Songzi, Jian'er would definitely not lose this time.

"Girl Jian'er, let's open it and take a look?" Old Master Song rubbed his hands and asked with his starry eyes.

The black crow croaked, and strings of those flew over the top of his head. Looking at Mr. Song's appearance, Jian'er only felt that her hair was standing up one by one, and that she had goosebumps all over her body. Can we ask you Mr. Song to ask him to make this expression, which is cute, but you, an old man who smiled and had a mosquito-killing smile, made this expression really..., hey, it can't be expressed in words!

"Grandpa Song, please give me." Secretly put his hand behind him, Jian'er rubbed the goose bumps dancing on her arm, pulled her face and barely smiled.

"I'll open it?" Old Master Song's eyes lit up, and he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Why did happiness come so suddenly?

You should know that for the "old insects" in the antique shop, it is a supreme enjoyment to dig out a treasure that may have been covered with dust with one hand. The sense of accomplishment is no less attractive to them than the desire for drugs by an addict who has been deeply poisoned.

Mr. Song never thought that Jian'er would give him such an opportunity. Because this time, unlike the last time, the "peel-holding oil" was a technical job. These are just ordinary newspapers, just open them, so Jian'er will give him the opportunity to break free from the veil of treasure. It's simply that Jian is too unbelievable, he heard it right.

"If you want to, just open it." He blinked his eyes. He really didn't know what the old man was happy about. You know, although Jian'er had many treasures in his hands, compared with "old insects" like Mr. Song, Jian'er did not have this awareness. It may be related to her experience and experience.

The inherited treasures of the Lu family kept by Jian'er in the space are not just for fun. Think about it, that is a century-old family. The things in the Lu family in the Fanyang of the seven families of the five surnames are probably bad? Although Jian'er does not plan to continue the inheritance of the Lu family, the things are only temporarily kept by her, but it is absolutely fine to borrow them to see them. In fact, even if they don't borrow them, Lu Zong also saw a lot when he used them as "teaching aids", so Jian'er saw a lot and touched them a lot, and his vision was higher, so he didn't care so much about many things. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a thing that is not attractive to this person. For these objects, it is the most important thing to appreciate in Jian'er's eyes. She is not too pursuing the process.

Besides, if Jian'er really likes "worm" like Mr. Song, the process of digging out a treasure that may have been covered with dust for a long time is not easy. Don't talk about some precious objects that will slowly condense spiritual power due to the precipitation of time. Even if there is no such thing, don't forget that we are greedy and fat mice. They have the noble bloodline of treasure hunting rats, so finding one is accurate. It's hard to think about it! If Jian'er really has such a hobby, it's much easier for her to explore and dig treasures than ordinary people.

"Okay, okay!" Old Master Song said three good words in a row with joy, and immediately rushed to the front of the old newspaper with a sensitive movement that was completely inconsistent with his age. As if he was afraid that Jian'er would regret it, he quickly began to untire the rope tied to the old newspaper.

Looking at Mr. Song's appearance, everyone present felt speechless. Hey, please, look at your appearance now, how could you still look like a top leader in the antique industry in S City? It's like a rat that steals oil.

No matter what others think of Mr. Song, don’t worry about it, don’t say that this man is more open-minded by nature, let alone for people of their age, other people’s vision is sometimes no longer so important, especially in the face of something that is very attractive to them.

After brushing it twice, the rope had been untied by the old man. Then the old man spread the folded newspaper flat. Then the old man did not rush to take the newspaper covered on it. Instead, he carefully stroked the edge of the newspaper with his fingertips, and repeatedly felt the difference in the paper.

OK, it's OK! Old Master Song stopped his fingertips, then pressed his finger slightly downward, allowing a small gap to appear between the paper. He cooperated with the other hand to gently divide the newspaper into two parts, and then lifted it along the edge of the paper and pulled away the useless old newspaper. At this time, the part of the newspaper that was left was still the old newspaper.

"There is nothing inside?" Zhao Jing's slightly puzzled voice sounded. It turned out that this girl had fought against the best observation point with her flexible skills. She curiously stretched her neck apart, thinking that she was the first to see what the "insert product" mentioned by Mr. Song was the first to see what Mr. Song said, but she didn't expect that Mr. Song had not changed when he was to draw the old newspaper. What's going on? Could it be that Mr. Song had a wrong judgment?

Mr. Song raised his head and glared at Zhao Jing fiercely: "Look at it, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Zhao Jing shrank, and he stuck out his tongue and stretched out his little hand to make a zipper on his mouth to show that he would never make any more noises to interfere.

Ignoring Zhao Jing's lack of lessons, Old Master Song's attention returned to the old newspapers again. Seeing this, Zhao Jing's big eyes rolled, she let out a breath, stretched out her little hand to pat her chest. Fortunately, the old man didn't pursue it. Otherwise, as long as he made a sound, he would even beat her aside, or even directly to do her "homework" (submission), and missed the moment when the baby appeared in the world, he would have to regret it.

Looking at the remaining old newspapers in front of him, Mr. Song took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and then raised his hand and gently stroked the paper surface of the newspaper, so as to sense some of the situations below the newspaper. From the middle, Mr. Song's hand slowly moved to the edge of the paper. Then he fumbled carefully about five centimeters away from the edge of the newspaper, and the same was true on all sides.

After a while, as if he had been sure, Mr. Song slowly opened the old newspapers layer by layer. Mr. Song's movements were very gentle and slow, as if he was doing some fine work. Zhao Jing then understood why when he saw Mr. Song lifting the old newspaper, he was still under the old newspaper. This was because Mr. Song was cautious.

You should know that the stack of old newspapers that Jian'er took back was so much dust. If Mr. Song had just lifted the newspaper to the right place just now, the dust that fell when he lifted the old newspaper might have ruined everything. As expected, ginger is still so old, so the old man is more careful.

As the number of old newspapers opened by Mr. Song increased, everyone knew that the location was getting closer and closer to the location where there was unknown treasure. The last layer of old newspaper was opened, and what appeared in front of everyone was a piece of white paper with a little yellow.

Mr. Song's eyes lit up - OK! This is the end.

This time, Mr. Song did not rush to lift the slightly flowery piece of paper. Instead, he walked to the other side to clean his hands, and then came back. Jian'er understood that this was the old man's fear that there would be dust on his hands when he took the newspaper just now, and he would touch the area he shouldn't have.

When the old man came over again, he had already put on a pair of white gloves on his hand. He looked at Jian'er and Mr. Song spoke: "I opened it?"

Jian'er nodded, her eyes didn't leave the pile of newspapers at all. Well, what exactly is it placed inside?

Slowly, Mr. Song uncovered the white paper, and the thing sealed in the newspaper finally revealed its true face.

"Hiss~ No!" Old Master Song almost pounced on him. He carefully picked up the things inside and put them on the clean table on the other side. There was another piece of slightly yellow white paper below, and he took them away and separated the layers of old newspapers, and then another piece of white paper. He repeated this until there was no other thing in the end.

"God!" A gentle voice came out of everyone's mouth, and then the look of everyone looking at Jian'er was completely different, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred! Oh my God. You are too partial to this person. You have only had a lot of skills. You actually gave a bunch of treasures to this person.

"Girl Jian'er." Old Master Song swallowed, his voice with a faint hoarse smell.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Jian'er raised her head and asked in confusion.

"This, this, can you give me a few blank spaces?" Old Master Song's eyes were unconcealed. "We are not greedy. We only need two of each type, no, just one piece."

"Don't worry, my old Song will never take advantage of you. Each one will be calculated at 20% of the market price." Before Jian'er could speak, Mr. Song, who was afraid of being rejected, rushed to report the price.

"Grandpa Song, you are not worth it. We want such a treasure, too." This time, the rest of the people couldn't sit still and spoke, "You also know that my grandfather likes calligraphy and painting, and he has been looking for it for a long time."

"Yes, yes! Old Song, you are not authentic." Boss Zhen also said to condemn it. Everyone snatched good things. You have to know how many of them are there in total. Old Song only has one piece of them, and this will lose a large piece. Then why would they have the nerve to ask the girl for it?

It turns out that the thing sandwiched between the old newspaper is nothing else, it is the finest in the paper - flower paper!

This stroke, ink, paper and inkstone are known as the four treasures of study, and as the carrier of calligraphy and painting, paper has always been cherished by collectors. It has been sought after by literati and poets since ancient times. For example, the writing notes of scriptures in the Tang Dynasty, the writing notes of the Song Dynasty, the pens of the Song Dynasty, the white paper and the yellow paper of the Ming Dynasty, the Kaihua paper and the Kaihua list paper of the Qing Dynasty, the jade paper produced in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the Koryo paper, the velvet paper of ancient Korea and the ancient J countries, the velvet paper, the Meinong paper, etc. all represent the peak of the papermaking process of that era.

The paper product called cymbal paper obtained by Jian'er is a kind of paper from the Ming and Qing dynasties in ancient Ming and Qing dynasties. Since ancient times, among the many papers, cymbal paper has been priced due to gold and silver, fine hand-painting, and some even have been rendered many times, which shows that it is even more precious. Therefore, this cymbal paper can be called a famous product and a treasure among paper.

The paper of the flower paper is a high-quality and tougher leather paper, which is thick and thin, or is the original color paper, or is color paper, and is thick and thin. The thicker ones are mostly used as envelopes, books, and prayer skins. The thinner ones are mostly used for writing. Most of this paper has various patterns, and the patterns are mostly landscapes, flowers, birds, fish and insects, dragons and phoenixes, cloud patterns or water patterns, as well as characters stories or texts. When you see through the light, you can show a beautiful dark pattern picture.

It is precisely because these papers are exquisitely made, have excellent production craftsmanship, and have a wide variety of colors, so most of them are imperial special papers. It is said that when the ministers were rewarded for this paper, they had to burn incense when using it, which shows their solemnity and preciousness. Later, these papers with beautiful decorative forms and extremely high artistic styles were also appreciated and collected by literati and poets without using them as the trend of appreciation and collection in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

In fact, this kind of floral paper has a very undesirable disadvantage. This paper is not easy to wear. Therefore, even if it is ancient paper, as long as it is preserved properly, it will look like the kind of cardboard made on a large scale in a factory today.

In fact, if you look at the dark patterns on it carefully, you can still tell it. The texture of this kind of ancient flower paper will dim until now. However, the paper with similar characteristics produced by factories now has a shiny feeling when looking at the dark patterns under the light. However, this characteristic is not something that everyone will pay attention to. If you are not interested, you can only take the two kinds of papers in one place for comparison, or you can see one or two.
Chapter completed!