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Chapter 817 Ornamental Stone

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    So, Meng Zitao asked: "May I ask what is going on?"

    Xie Chengjin said: "That's what happened. There is an old man next door to me who specializes in collecting art and toys. A month or two ago, the old man's son took the two of them on a trip. Unexpectedly, when they came back, they found that their home had been stolen. In addition to money,  , part of his collection of Wenwan walnuts was also stolen, and the old man became seriously ill because of this."

    ¡°It¡¯s just that after calling the police, there has been no news for this period of time. Everyone had given up hope, but unexpectedly he was found again. Now he can finally sleep well.¡±

    Having said this, Xie Chengjin turned around and asked his son, "Did the police say how the things were recovered?"

    Xie Zhongyu replied: "I heard that when I was preparing to sell it, the owner of the antique shop discovered something was wrong. The owner called the police and arrested him. That guy was really unlucky, and he met the boss with a sharp eye."

    Meng Zitao took over the conversation with a smile: "This is not to say that he is arrogant, it's just that the person's flaws were too great."

    After hearing this, everyone was stunned. Wang Zhixuan said in surprise: "Did you recognize the person?"

    "It should be the same person." Meng Zitao told everyone what happened before.

    Xie Chengjin clapped his hands: "Hey, this guy is indeed capable, but thanks to you who are responsible, if it were anyone else, who would care so much as long as the price is right?"

    Meng Zitao smiled. Although he didn't say it, it was the fact. As long as some antique dealers could make money, they wouldn't care so much.

    Wang Zhixuan said: "It is true that today's concept of money is very harmful. Like in the past, people would not buy Buddha statues with their heads chopped off, and they would not dare to buy or sell small Buddhas or Buddha heads that had their heads chopped off. They thought that buying and selling these statues was blasphemy.  There is no retribution for gods. Although this is an old superstition, from an objective effect, it has positive significance. It warns the world not to destroy cultural relics in fields or temples. Whoever resells these cultural relics will have no retribution but heavenly retribution.  "

    "Regarding unearthed cultural relics, the superstitious saying in the past was that stealing coffins and digging tombs would have lingering ghosts attached to them. In terms of modern consciousness, it is destroying the motherland's culture and violating national policies, which should not be done. In the past, antique dealers did not collect weapons, that is,  Real swords and guns are of unknown origin, easy to injure, and unprofitable."

    Ma Xingwei nodded and took over the words: "In the past, antique dealers were very particular about cheating and not cheating. The so-called cheating does not refer to cunning and cunning, but refers to shrewd and clever behavior, which is based on scheming. When doing business, you should not give up any money when you should make money.  . But never cheat, and pay attention to credibility. This can be said to be the golden rule. If you do it, you will be invincible, making money and gaining popularity."

    "But now, how many people think so much? As long as they can make money, it is normal to cheat, even if it is a beheading transaction."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "You can't say that. Generally speaking, as long as you can enter the circle, you still know some antique rules and do business fairly. In our association, profiteers are only a minority after all."

    Ma Xingwei said: "But as the old saying goes, a rat's droppings ruin a pot of porridge. If tourists come to our Ling City antique market and meet such a profiteer, the reputation of our antique industry will be destroyed.  Let¡¯s just say that the Xue Wenguang incident happened last year, which made me feel a little deserted when I came to the antique street during that time.¡±

    Wang Zhixuan said: "It was the off-season, and it had nothing to do with Xue Wenguang's incident. Of course, we still have to take measures in the future to minimize the impact even if it is caused by profiteers."

    Xie Chengjin said: "I think this matter is a bit difficult. If there are rules and regulations, what will happen if they don't abide by them? This is a legal society after all. We can't unilaterally close his shop, right?"

    Meng Zitao said with a smile: "There are indeed some difficulties on the Antique Street, but we already have a corresponding plan and it will be solved by then."

    "What can we do?" Xie Chengjin asked curiously.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "It's still in the planning stage for now. You'll know about it in a month. Please forgive me for keeping it secret for now."

    We are not friends who tell everything after all. When Meng Zitao said this, it was not convenient for Xie Chengjin to ask, and he was not the kind of person who liked to get to the bottom of things, so he didn't say much.

    At this time, I heard Ma Xingwei say: "Speaking of which, Xue Wenguang has disappeared for so long, and I don't know what he is doing now."

    "Already dead." Meng Zitao said simply and horrifiedly.

    "Ah! How did you die?" Everyone looked at Meng Zitao in surprise.

    &nb?In just a few days, he has lost a lot of weight. If he hadn't found the thing, he would have suffered a serious illness. My father is nearly eighty now, and he is not in good health. If he gets seriously ill again,  It's very likely that the worst will happen. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are his savior.  "

    Meng Zitao said politely: "Mr. Jin, I really just did something within my ability. You don't have to be so polite."

    "Teacher Meng, I am polite to you, but I won't say anything unnecessary. Our whole family will remember this."

    Jin You continued: "In addition, there is one more thing I hope you can agree to. My father wants to see you and thank you personally, but he has some inconvenience in his legs and feet now. I hope you can come to my house."

    "You really don't have to be too polite"

    "My father has a bit of a stubborn temper. I hope you could come with him because of his age. It's okay. He just wants to meet you and say thank you in person."

    Jin You was very polite and courteous. In addition, Meng Zitao had nothing important to do, so he agreed despite the kindness.

    Considering the convenience, Meng Zitao drove himself to the community where Jin You¡¯s father lived.

    The two cars stopped in front of a villa and got out of the car. Jin You took Meng Zitao into the villa. As soon as he entered the yard, Meng Zitao saw an old lady in her seventies or eighties pushing a wheelchair.  A somewhat thin old man.

    At this moment, the two old men were admiring the ornamental stone in front of them. When they heard someone opening the door, they turned around and saw their son bringing a young man in.

    ¡°Dad, this is Teacher Meng who helped you find Wenwan Walnuts.¡± Jin You introduced both parties.

    The old man¡¯s name was Jin Afu. When he learned that Meng Zitao was the owner of the antique shop, he held Meng Zitao¡¯s hand very excitedly: ¡°Teacher Meng, thank you so much!¡±

    Meng Zitao said politely: "Mr. Jin, you are not in good health. It's better not to get too excited and pay attention to your health."

    "It's just that you finally got your things back, so don't damage your body." Mrs. Jin also advised.

    "Yes, yes, I can't be excited." Jin Afu quickly adjusted his emotions.

    Meng Zitao brought the conversation to the ornamental stone next to him and said, "Mr. Jin, is this the stone for water supply, right?"

    Jin Afu said with a smile: "Yes, this is the Shangshui Stone. This boy of mine got it from Shanxi Province. I thought it looked good, so I asked someone to make a big bonsai. It looks quite tasty."

    Wild grass and moss can be planted on the Shangshui stones, which are green and moist, and are excellent stones for making bonsai.  It is also called a water-absorbing stone. The reason why it is called this is because after water is stored in the basin, if the water-absorbing stone is of good quality, it can be quickly absorbed to the top.

    If the texture is average, the stone is hard, and there are few gaps inside the stone, the water filling will be slower, and the water will not be absorbed to the top. The water filling height of ordinary water filling stones can be up to 60 centimeters, and the high quality ones can be up to one meter or more.  The water strength of the stone is an extremely important criterion for identifying the quality of the water stone.

    The large-scale water stone in front of you has a very high quality, and the plants grown are just right. It is indeed very flavorful.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Shangshui stones are common, but such high-quality and beautiful Shangshui stones are quite rare."

    Jin You said: "I happened to meet it at the right time, and it's also my father who likes all kinds of ornamental stones, so I bought it when I came across it."

    Meng Zitao said: "Mr. Jin is very lucky to have such a filial son like you."

    Jin You said politely: "You deserve the award. The key is that my father taught me well."

    Jin Afu waved his hand: "Isn't it the old saying that a son is filial to his father and has a broad heart, and everything goes smoothly for the family? These are just normal things. People should respect each other, love each other, and have family and friendship. Nowadays, life is stressful, and everyone needs energy.  Support requires family affection, friendship, and a place where you can pour out your heart. Home is this place. Just like me this time, without the persuasion of my wife and children, I might have become seriously ill."

    "Okay, let's not mention this anymore. Let's go in and sit down." Jin Afu, pushed by his wife, invited Meng Zitao into the house.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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