In Lao Huang's shop, there is an ancient shelf that almost occupies the entire east wall. This ancient shelf is also the biggest thing in his shop.

Unlike the much smaller Box shelf on the west side, most of the largest Box shelf are placed on the big Box shelf that doesn't look very good, and many of them are even damaged. Obviously, the things on this Box shelf are all items that are not very concerned by Lao Huang.

Seeing Yang Jing staying in front of the big antique shelf, Old Huang smiled and said, "Xiao Yang, there is no good stuff on that shelf. It's all the things I picked after receiving the goods."

"It's okay, I'll just take a look."

As he said that, Yang Jing squatted down and focused his eyes on an object at the bottom of the Bo Ancient Shelf.

The things placed on the ancient shelf themselves are not good items. I guess this shelf is also used by Lao Huang to hold "garbage". The items on the shelf are not placed one by one, but piles of...

At the bottom of this ancient shelf, messy things almost filled this layer of space. The dust on it was half an inch thick. I don’t know how long it took no one to pay attention to it.

What attracted Yang Jing's gaze was something that showed half of it.

This object is black and at first glance it looks like a broken stone. If it weren't for the ripples of sea in a corner of this "breaking stone", this black thing would have really not aroused Yang Jing's interest.

Moreover, the vague sea ripples can not be seen at a certain angle. If you change the angle slightly, the ripples will not be seen.

Yang Jing reached out and touched the black thing. It was cold and seemed to be a worthless stone. However, Yang Jing rubbed the part with his hands hard on the ripples of the sea several times, raised his hand and carefully showed his fingers, with a faint smile on his face.

"Boss Huang, can I take a look at the things on this shelf?" Squatting on the ground, Yang Jing turned his head and asked Lao Huang.

"Oh, I told you that there is nothing good on that shelf. I picked the rest of it and it is not worth a lot of money. The things on the top floor are priced at a unified price of 500 pounds per floor, and the price drops by 100 per floor. If you are willing to get started, just do whatever you want, but be careful not to mess it up."

Yang Jing nodded and began to carefully suck the black object out.

Yang Jing just read all the things on the antique shelf and did not find anything worth getting started. As Lao Huang said, the items on this shelf are all eliminated.

However, this black object is obviously not the case, especially after Yang Jing rubbed his hands a few times just now, Yang Jing even concluded that Lao Huang should be "going to the treasure".

"Zoubao" is a jargon in the industry, which means that the seller loses money by selling things. Corresponding to this is the buyer's "picking up bargains".

Although Lao Huang’s black object has not been sold, according to the current situation, as long as it is sold, it is a typical “treasure”.

After a lot of effort, he finally pulled out the black object. Yang Jing took it in his hand and looked at it, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

No wonder Lao Huang was "going to the treasure". No matter how you look at this thing, it was a black stone. Except for the location where the sea ripples were exposed just now, the rest of the place was a whole black lump.

If it hadn't for accidentally seeing the vague sea ripples just now, if it hadn't been stretched out and rubbed hard on that part, Yang Jing wouldn't have thought that this black object that was in the same way as the broken stone was actually an inkstone.

However, how could a piece of inkstone that should have been beautifully carved patterns be made like this? Was someone deliberately trying to cover it up?

Yang Jing couldn't figure out this question, and he was unwilling to think about it. Now, as long as he could be sure that this black object was originally a inkstone.

If you just suspected that this was an inkstone, now that you have taken it in your hand and weighed it, Yang Jingke is really sure that this seemingly inconspicuous "breaking tiles" is itself an inkstone.

However, because the inkstone is covered with a layer of black things, the inkstone looks quite thick, with a thickness of six or seven centimeters. It is estimated that this inkstone has not been recognized by Lao Huang, and it is probably related to this thickness.

Yang Jing quietly launched the holy ring, but the result given by the holy ring almost made Yang Jing throw away the inkstone in his hand.

"Yudian Haitian Xuri Duan Inkstone, 1718, Li Mu"

This turned out to be a Duan inkstone, and it was also a Duan inkstone made by Yudian!

Although this Duan inkstone has not yet revealed its full picture, the identification of the ring cannot be wrong.

Yudian was a famous calligraphy master and Yancang master in the Qing Dynasty. He was also the Chief of Shuntian Prefecture. He was an honest official and even dared to anger Nian Gengyao. He made a name for himself. He was a famous minister in the Qing Dynasty during the Kangxi and Yongzheng dynasties.

Yudian's calligraphy and articles were the best at that time, and it was even more a collection of inkstones. The inkstones collected by him and inscriptions were later called "Yudian styles" and can be regarded as treasures in modern times.

Now, there is a Yudian inkstone, and it is a Duan inkstone, which is really incredible.

Old Huang also came over and saw the black stone in Yang Jing's hand, grinned and said, "Xiao Yang, why are you doing this? It's worthless."

Yang Jing glanced at Lao Huang with fun, pointed to the pile of things at the bottom of the ancient shelf and asked, "Boss Huang, do you still remember where these things were made?"

Lao Huang looked at the pile of things, lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "If I remember correctly, these things seem to be something that I came in from Chinatown when I first opened this shop six years ago. At that time, I didn't understand the market here and thought it was similar to that in China. As a result, I had quite a few things in it. I bought a lot of things for more than 7,000 pounds, but the valuable ones were only two or three, and I sold them in total, and it was a big loss. The rest of the goods were piled up here."

After a pause, Lao Huang continued, "Don't look at these things, there is nothing to see. If you want them, you can take this thing away. I gave it to you."

If Lao Huang hadn't said this, Yang Jing might have decided to pick up the vacancy, but as soon as Lao Huang said this, Yang Jing hesitated.

Generally speaking, Boss Huang is quite good, at least he is good for himself. The inner painting pot just now sold it at 20% off, and now he has no hesitation to give this item to him for free. Although these things look worthless, their intentions are here.

If I still pick up the misunderstanding of such a person, I can't argue in my heart...
Chapter completed!