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Chapter 10 Taotie pattern, open the blind box
"It? Old Gou's high stool?"

Boss Yu leaned over with a surprised face.

He looked at it, touched it, sniffed it closely, and finally shook his head and straightened up.

"Firewood, old things from the Republic of China, the materials are not good, and the craftsmanship is not good. Except for the special shape, it is the furniture of ordinary people's homes."

"Although I don't have a deep study of Ming and Qing furniture, I can still see these basic things."

Just as Yu Qingqian was about to tease Su Bai if he had misread it, he recalled it abruptly.

"Wait, what you just said... how?"

Su Bai nodded: "Open the box."

Yu Qingqian turned her head abruptly, stared fixedly at the Chaofeng box chair, tapped it with her knuckles, and blurted out:

"Fuck, is this... that box chair?! The kind used for court worship?"

"Damn! Old Gou actually took out the old pawn shop!"

A refined and coquettish antique shop owner blurted out "Fuck" and closed his mouth with "Damn", and was immediately attracted as a confidant by the netizens in the live broadcast room:
[It turns out that it's not just me who is uneducated, let me say "fucking shit" to the world. 】

[The anchor, Niubi (broken sound), shocked the owner of the antique shop. 】

[Boss Yu, your vest has fallen off, and the prototype is exposed. 】

Through his glasses, Su Bai looked at the bullet screen welcoming the screen, and then at Yu Qingqian beating his chest and stamping his feet. He deeply realized that human beings have different joys and sorrows.

From Yu Qingqian's words, it's not difficult to hear that he never believed what Lao Gou said, he just listened to a story.

Similar stories are constantly being told in every stall, every stall owner, every day, facing every customer, some repeating constantly, some changing patterns,

The common thing is that there is basically no truth.

Believe in punctuation marks, even if I lose that kind.

Who would have thought that what Lao Gou said was actually true...

Yu Qingqian sighed angrily: "Oh, fate, there's nothing to say."

"Since this is an imperial box chair, Xiao Su, do you think... there is something in it?"

Yu Qingqian nodded with his eyes, and Su Bai nodded in agreement. He picked up the box chair and shook it a few times, but he didn't make any sound.

He wasn't surprised either.

If it shakes and rattles, no matter how nervous the old dog is, he should also realize that the chair he has been sitting on for decades is getting tired of it.

Yu Qingqian put down the box chair and asked, "Xiao Su, how did you find it? Also, what do you think?"

Su Bai said: "I went for the Jade Buddha's hand. I happened to hear the story of Lao Gou digging out the pawnshop when he was young. I didn't take it seriously until I saw this box chair."

"This thing is relatively unpopular and rare. Even when the pawn shop was still open, not many people knew it."

Yu Qingqian nodded: "It's really unpopular, Xiao Su, you are very knowledgeable."

Su Bai replied silently in his heart, "Don't dare to be a naturalist, level I", and continued: "I just thought, since the jade buddha's hand is the object to open the door, and the chaofeng box chair is in front of me, the old Gou took out the pawnshop. It’s true.”

Yu Qingqian nodded, the logic makes sense.

"Then, 30 years ago, Lao Gou, a contractor, took a chair to sit in a pawnshop. Did he always use it as a chair, never thinking that it might be something else?"

As soon as Su Bai finished speaking, Yu Qingqian shook his head and then nodded: "Don't say it was 30 years ago, even now, Lao Gou can't recognize what it is?"

Su Bai smiled and said, "Boss Yu, you should know its use, right?"

Yu Qingqian nodded, grabbed a handful of purple clay pots on the tea table, and made a gesture to stuff them under her buttocks.

"So, is there such a possibility..."

Su Bai pointed at Yu Qingqian: "People like Lao Gou don't understand what it is;
An expert like Boss Yu doesn't believe in Lao Gou's story at all, and has never thought about it, so..."

Su Bai patted the box chair again: "...it has never been opened, the contents inside are still there?"

Yu Qingqian blurted out: "It's possible!"

"It's very possible!"

"I understand, Xiao Su, you just came here and swallowed the jujube whole. Even if there is no good stuff in it, it's just a small compensation. After all, there is Qianlong Gong's jade Buddha's hand at the bottom;

If a good thing is opened, it is considered a big leak. "

"I can beat it!"

Yu Qingqian slapped his thighs continuously, both rewarding and annoyed, wishing that it was he who rushed up to give it a go.

The sound of "slapping" legs makes me feel pain.

Su Bai was worried that he would make a good or bad shot, so he hurriedly said, "Aren't I here to ask Boss Yu for help?"

"How to open this thing?"

"If I want to, I can only smash it open."

What Su Bai said was the truth, he had lifted the old sheepskin several times to observe, but the mouse was pulling the turtle, and there was nowhere to start.

Said that the lid has no handle, said that there is a lock but no keyhole.

This is the job of a locksmith, and it is beyond the scope of "Antique Appraisal (Natural Art Level I)".

"Let me see."

Yu Qingqian came meticulously, took a magnifying glass, lay down on the Chaofeng box chair, and observed carefully.

"Xiao Su, come and see."

After observing for a while, he waved at Su Bai, "This is the Taotie pattern."

"Swallow it with big mouthfuls, with a head but no tail, only eat but not pull, it is appropriate to carve it on the court box chair."

Su Bai leaned over to look, and found that Yu Qingqian was referring to the simple patterns carved on the surface of the box chair.

As it should be, the netizens in the live broadcast room also saw it in their eyes.

[Glutton?Don't lie to me because I don't read much, isn't this a ghost drawing? 】

[Strangely abstract. 】

[Simply, very rudimentary. 】

Su Bai took it for granted, even if Yu Qingqian pointed it out, she still couldn't recognize it as the Taotie pattern.

"This should be."

Yu Qingqian stretched out two fingers, and firmly pressed the Taotie pattern's wide-open mouth.

"Crack!"

A slight sound came into Su Bai's ears.

The barrage of [There is a door] and [Something] quickly floated across the glasses.

Yu Qingqian shook her fingers a few times, and a muffled sound of "bang bang" came from the chaofeng box chair.

"Is this open?"

Su Bai took a closer look.

The muffled bang just now was very much like the sound of an old-fashioned wooden door being unbolted.

"opened!"

Yu Qingqian nodded, hooked the finger that pressed the mechanism, and pulled the entire chair up with force.

Like, the box lifted the lid.

Su Bai saw at a glance that the inside of the cover was indeed a structure similar to a door bolt.

It is not complicated to say that it is complicated, and it can even be called simple.

But thinking about the purpose of the Chaofeng box chair,
Su Bai was not surprised either.

If it is too complicated, and there are several keys and special techniques, it will not be practical.

It was originally a special furniture for temporary storage, including chairs and boxes.
Not a safe.

[Look at what's inside? ! 】

Under the urging of the barrage that kept drifting past, Su Bai poked his head over.

Yu Qingqian had already started to take out the contents carefully.

A piece of torn cotton has holes all over it, exposing the swarthy cotton;

A piece of ashes raises charming eyes and chokes people coughing, it is the smoke and dust that belonged to 30 years ago;
A thin copper plate clanged down, rusty and thin, like a sheet of iron.

until the end,
Yu Qingqian held a disc-shaped object wrapped in an old newspaper in both hands, suppressing his excitement and saying:

"Have it!"

(End of this chapter)