"It? Lao Gou's high stool?"

Boss Yu leaned over with a surprised look on his face.

I looked at it, touched it, sniffed it, and finally shook my head and straightened up.

"It's made of firewood, an old thing from the Republic of China. The materials are not good and the craftsmanship is not good. Except for the special shape, it is just the furniture in ordinary people's homes."

"Although I haven't studied Ming and Qing furniture deeply, I can still see these basic things."

Just when Yu Qingqian was about to tease Su Bai about whether he had taken a wrong look, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Wait a minute, what you just said was...how to open it?"

Su Bai nodded: "Open the box."

Yu Qingqian turned his head suddenly, stared at the court chair, tapped it with his knuckles, and blurted out:

"Damn it, is this...that box chair?! The kind used by court officials?"

"Damn! Lao Gou actually bought money from the old pawn shop!"

An elegant and elegant antique shop owner blurted out "fuck" and then said "fuck" when he was silent, and was instantly regarded as a confidant by the netizens in the live broadcast room:

[It turns out that it’s not just me who is uneducated, I can’t help but say “f*ck” to the world.]

[The anchor was so awesome (his voice was broken) that he shocked even the antique shop owner.]

[Boss Yu, your vest fell off and the prototype was exposed.]

Su Bai looked at the welcoming barrage through his glasses, and then looked at Yu Qingqian beating his chest and feet, and deeply realized what it means that human beings' joys and sorrows are not common.

It is not difficult to tell from Yu Qingqian's words that he did not believe Lao Gou's words at all, he just listened to a story.

Similar stories are constantly told in every stall, every stall owner, every day, in front of every customer, some are repeated, some are changed,

What they have in common is that it is basically not true.

Just put some punctuation marks, even if I lose.

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

Yu Qingqian sighed again in annoyance: "Oh, fate, there's nothing to say."

"Since this is a tribute box chair, Xiao Su, do you think... there is something inside?"

Yu Qingqian looked at it and Su Bai nodded in agreement. He picked up the box chair and shook it a few times without making any sound.

He wasn't surprised either.

If it shakes and makes a clanking sound, no matter how smart Lao Gou is, he should have noticed that there is something fishy about the chair he has been sitting on for decades.

Yu Qingqian put down the court chair and asked: "Xiao Su, how did you discover it? And, what do you think?"

Su Bai said: "I went there for the jade Buddha's hand. I happened to hear the story of Lao Gou who took out a pawn shop 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 is indeed unpopular, Xiao Su, you are knowledgeable and knowledgeable."

Su Bai silently replied in his heart, "I don't dare to take it, naturalist level I", and continued: "I just thought, since the jade Buddha's hand is the object that opens the door, and the votive box and chair are in front of him, Lao Gou has to dig out the pawn shop.

It’s real now.”

Yu Qingqian nodded, this logic makes sense.

"So, thirty years ago, Lao Gou, a contractor, took a chair to sit on in a pawn shop. Did he always use it as a chair and never thought that it might be something else?"

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

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

Yu Qingqian nodded, grabbed a purple clay pot on the tea table, and tried to stuff it under his butt.

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

Su Bai pointed at Yu Qingqian: "People like Lao Gou don't understand what it is;

Experts like Boss Yu don’t believe Lao Gou’s story at all, and have never thought about it in that regard, so that…”

Su Bai patted the court chair again: "...It has never been opened. Are the things inside still there?"

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

"It's so possible!"

"I understand, Xiao Su, so you just swallowed the jujube. Even if there is no good stuff in it, it is just a small compensation. After all, there is a jade Buddha hand made by Qianlong at the bottom;

If something good comes out, it’s a big mistake.”

"I can beat it!"

Yu Qingqian slapped his thigh continuously, feeling both admiration and annoyance at the same time. He wished he could rush forward and give it a try.

The sound of "papapapa" slapping my legs hurts.

Su Bai was worried that he would do something bad in the photo, so he hurriedly said: "Shouldn't I just ask Boss Yu for help?"

"How do you turn this thing on?"

"If you want me, I'll have to smash it open."

Su Bai is telling the truth. He has peeled back the old sheepskin and observed it several times. The mouse is pulling the turtle, and there is nowhere to start.

It says the lid has no handle, and it says it has a lock but no keyhole.

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

"Let me see."

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

"Xiao Su, come and see."

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

"It's a big mouthful, with a head and no tail. It only eats but doesn't eat. It's appropriate to carve it on a box and chair for worship."

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

Of course, all the netizens in the live broadcast room also saw it.

[Taotie? I don’t study well, so don’t lie to me. Isn’t this a ghost-drawing talisman?]

【Strangely abstract.】

[Simple, very simple.]

Su Bai was convinced that even if Yu Qingqian pointed it out, he still couldn't recognize it as the Taotie pattern.

"That's how it should be."

Yu Qingqian stretched out two fingers and pressed hard on Taotiewen's open mouth.

"Click!"

A slight sound reached Su Bai's ears.

The barrage of "There is a door" and "There is something" flew through the glasses quickly.

Yu Qingqian shook his fingers a few times, and a muffled sound of "clang" came from the Chaofeng box chair.

"Is this open?"

Su Bai came closer to take a look.

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

"It's open!"

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

It's like the lid of the box has been lifted.

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

It’s not complicated to say it’s complicated, it can even be called simple.

But thinking about the purpose of the court chair,

Su Bai is not surprised.

It's too complicated, with several keys and special techniques, so it's not practical.

It was originally just a special piece of furniture that could be used as a temporary place to store things, as well as a chair and a box.

It's not a safe.

【Look what’s inside?!】

Urged by the barrage that kept passing by, Su Bai looked over.

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

A piece of torn cotton wool has holes all over it, revealing the dark cotton;

A piece of ashes raises charming eyes and makes people cough. It is the smoke and dust from thirty years ago;

A thin copper plate fell with a clanking sound, rusty and thin, like a piece of iron.

Until the end,

Yu Qingqian held a disc-shaped object wrapped in an old newspaper in both hands and said with suppressed excitement:
Chapter completed!