Goatbeard said: "This is fake goat blood jade, but it is actually an ordinary white stone. Find a fat goat, cut a hole in the hind leg, put the small stone in it, and take it out three years later, and blood will appear on the surface of the stone, like goat blood jade."

The fat old man and the thin old man looked at each other, and their tongues stretched out did not retract for a long time. Later, the thin old man finally plucked up the courage. He took out the jade pendant and asked the old man goat to identify it. They now fantasize that the jade pendant would be real.

The old goat man had a jade pendant on his right thumb and index finger, and looked carefully at the kerosene light. The fat old man's head was covered with sweat and was frightened. He occasionally looked at each other, trying to find confidence in the other person's expression, but he couldn't find it.

The old man goat said, "This is also fake."

The fat old man asked, "Why is it fake?"

The old man goat said: "The real jade is cool and moist in the hands, and the feel is delicate. It is like a little life, able to breathe, speak, and think. In the light, it is transparent, and you can see from here. However, this stone feels rough and has a dull color, so it is not jade. The stone is engraved with the "Imperial Gift of King Li Shimin of Qin" on it, which is not in line with the conventional rules. The items given to subordinates are the same as gifts from folks. The emperor is also a human being, and everyone likes face. If there is any powder, you have to rub it on your face, and no one will rub it on your butt.

Whether it is the emperor or the people, when giving gifts to people, they like to give plaques and other places that can be placed in conspicuous places. No one is willing to give jade pendants and other things that outsiders cannot see. This is one of them. The King of Qin was the title that Li Shimin had not been the emperor before. If he was the emperor, he would only write imperial gifts, but not Qin King Li Shimin. There was a problem with this title. This is the second. This stone is either a jade pendant, or an ordinary stone. People who make fake things do not understand history or etiquette, and make a joke. Insiders can tell the truth or falsehood at a glance."

I heard the old man goat analyze it very well and felt that this old man was really not simple. I really didn’t expect that there would be such an experienced and knowledgeable old man in a remote mountain village.

The old goat's home has a thick sorghum column, and the tiles are sparkling, but it looks old and mottled. There are traces of raindrops on the walls, and the furniture in the house also looks cold and simple. I think this home was once glorious, but later its family declined and became a poor class.

In the old man's room, I saw a bookshelf displaying the Four Books and Five Classics. In my childhood and youth, I grew up in a private school. Although the Qing emperor abdicated and the Republic of China was born, in many places in the countryside, the Four Books and Five Classics are still textbooks for private school schools, and new schools and new textbooks are only used in cities.

I asked the old man goat: "Whose Four Books and Five Classics are this?"

The old man goat said, "It's mine. I am the last scholar in the Qing Dynasty. I want to continue to get fame and honor. The emperor is gone and the imperial examinations are cancelled. If I want to learn a new study, I don't have that condition and can't turn my mind. In this way, I have changed from a confident young man to a useless old man. Time passes by, and I am ashamed of my ancestors."

I looked at his tall house and asked, "What did the ancestors do?"

The old man on the goat said in a sensual manner: "The ancestors had been high-ranking officials, some were governors, some were prefects, and the worst was county magistrates. In my life, I have accomplished nothing and can only rely on selling my ancestors' property to live."

When the fat and thin old man heard this, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across his listless face, just like a trace of sunshine suddenly flashed through the cloudy sky.

The old man goat continued: "The ancestors passed on many treasures. I didn't have money to eat, so I sold one. Will there be people who bought antiques in the village? That's why I can live until now."

The fat and thin old man exchanged glances and asked, "Can we show us what other treasures there are in your home?"

The old man goat said, "Of course, if you like it, pick a few pieces for you and give them a few money at will, just enough for me to have a meal."

The fat and thin old man exchanged his eyes again, and there was already flames jumping in their eyes.

The old goat man held a kerosene lamp and took us into a house tremblingly. He pulled out a wooden box from under the wooden bed. The corners of the box were nailed with copper nails. This was a very fashionable item in that era. The old goat man opened the wooden box and filled it with various bronze ware, including wine glasses, spearheads, spearheads, and spearheads, and some were engraved with seal characters.

I was shocked to see the old goat put these bronzes in a box casually. If any of these items were taken out, they could be exchanged for a bunch of white silver dollars. If the old man dealt with the bronzes like this, then his family would definitely have more valuable items.

The fat old man thought the same way. They held the bronze ware and couldn't put it down, but they still pretended to be careless. The fat old man asked, "Do you have any better antiques in your house?"

The old goat man looked at the box on the bed cabinet and quickly took his eyes back. He said, "No more, nothing more."

The fat old man pointed to the box and said confidently: "I know where it is. Don't hide it from me. As long as there are good things, we are willing to spend money."

The old goat's face turned red with embarrassment. He said shyly: "It's not that I want to lie to you, it's because someone has booked the things inside and will come here in a few days."

The fat old man said, "Then let me see it, I will never take it away."

The old goat thought hard, climbed onto the bed board, opened the wooden box, and took out a picture from it. It was a picture of a lady. The signature of this picture of a lady said "The Lord of Taohua Temple".

Who is the Lord of Taohua Temple? I don’t know.

The fat and thin old man didn't know. I saw a look of confusion in their eyes. They picked up the picture of the lady and looked at it, then put it on the bed. What kind of painting is this? They didn't know what it is worth.

It was almost dawn, and the thin old man asked to go back to sleep. The fat old man agreed. They walked out of the old man's house one after another, and I followed behind. The old man from the goat sent us outside the door. He said, "I see you come from afar and don't want to see you buy fakes, so I kindly reminded you. Please don't tell others what I said tonight."

The fat old man didn't say anything, and the thin old man said, "Of course."

The fat old man and I returned to the old man's house of the coarse cloth. The old man's house was quiet, with only an old hen clattering in the chicken coop half on the wall, as if he was dissatisfied with something. Before leaving the house, the old man put a shovel at the door. When he came back, the shovel was still placed at the door. Obviously, no one noticed that we had been out for so long. If someone followed us or someone walked out of the yard, he would step on the shovel and the position of the shovel would change.

After returning to the room I stayed in, I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't sleep. The fat and thin old man, the old man of coarse cloth, and the old man of goat, their figures were usually changed in front of me. They sang red faces, sometimes they sang white faces, sometimes they sang black faces, sometimes they sang black faces, and sometimes they sang dark faces. I was so confused that I couldn't tell who was fake and who was real. It was the first time I encountered four people, and so many things happened on this day that I couldn't grasp the clues.

I heard the fat and thin old man discussing how to find the old man with coarse cloth after dawn, how to ask for an explanation from the old man with coarse cloth, and how to find the young man with vest through the old man with coarse cloth. They have already determined that Chu Suiliang's sheep blood jade seal and imperial jade pendant were fake.

I think the old goat was very clear just now, and the seal and jade pendant must be fake.

The chicken cried all over the first time, and the fat old man got up and walked to the yard. He saw that the yard was empty and no one had gotten up, so he returned to the room. He discussed that he wanted to block the door and not let the old man coarse cloth run away. The thin old man said that this was the old man coarse cloth home, and the monk could run away, and he lived in the temple now, so he didn't have to worry that he would run away.

The chicken cried twice, and the fat old man walked out again. He heard a rustling sound from a house and waited at the door. An old lady came out of the room, with a disheveled head and a hunched waist. The fat old man asked where the coarse cloth was. The old woman said she was still sleeping. The fat old man hesitated for a long time, stepped into the door several times, and finally took it back.

The chicken cried three times, and it was dawn, and the birds flew out of the nest, chirping on the tree branches, and frying the yard into a pot of sticky porridge. The fat old man finally waited until the old man with coarse cloth walked out of the room. He walked over and said sarcastically: "You are so comfortable. You have got the money, you sleep comfortably, and you sleep until dawn."

The old man with coarse cloth opened his eyes and looked at the fat old man in confusion: "What do you mean when you have something in your words?"

The fat old man said, "What does it mean? Do you know, do you still use me to explain it?"
Chapter completed!