Jiang Hao also did not expect only a word can change Guo Zheng's view, he has a good heart, mysteriously smiled: "Master Guo, the truth to tell you, this precious thing is its material." “

The turret was not very large, ash flapping, inconspicuous, and it was difficult to get other people's attention on the table.

Guo Zheng still did not believe, left his mouth and said: "What is precious, not just mud, even with the mud of the yuan and blue, but it is not valuable."

"It should be noted that the reason why antique cultural relics are precious, material materials are only a small part, the bigger reason is that antique cultural relics spend the endless energy of craftsmen, exquisitely carved, given cultural value, from which you can pry into the ancient human atmosphere."

"You have to work without work, and you are inconspicuous, and I can't think of where he is precious."

Guo was biting his teeth and decided to go with Jiang Hao in the end, and in any case, he had to strengthen his position.

Jiang Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly, no longer selling the door, and began to solve the confusion for Guo Zheng.

He took back the garlic platform and carefully introduced: "As the so-called, the great coincidence, the wise if stupid, the more ordinary inconspicuous items, the longer the more patient to see."And those exquisitely carved, dotted with the jewelry pearl of the garret, but it is a flashy thing, how to look at it is really beautiful, but look at it will feel very tacky."

“The more ordinary the pygmy table, the more likely it is to leave him on the table, the less likely it is to affect the mind of the writer.”And if you put on a gorgeous turf, every time you swing a pen and ink, it will inevitably take a look, and sometimes the light flash, you may not look at the turmeric, the light will fly away from your mind."

"Don't look at this garlic platform is very ordinary, it is deliberately made like this, the night of the brocade, so that everyone does not pay attention to its existence, which is its characteristics."

Jiang Hao said the head is Tao, after all, he is studying archaeology, and love ancient cultural relics, in the library of Peking University to do work and study, read how many books about antique cultural relics, insight is profound.

What is more important is that he is now extremely sensitive to the existence of the spirit of heaven and earth, and it is the aura that attracts his attention, otherwise it will be mistaken by Jiang Hao as an ordinary garlic platform.

Guo was stunned to hear, but his eyes still had a suspicious look, and he obviously did not believe what Jiang Hao said.

"You readers are so confused, I almost brainwashed by you."Guo Zheng said, "Unless you give evidence, I won't believe your nonsense."

"Well, don't hit the south wall, don't turn back, or you'll die."Jiang Hao was very helpless, and at this moment, he put the platform on the table and said to Guo Zheng: "You go find a ink bar!"

“What to do, will you study the ink on it, show the pattern?” muttered Guo Zheng.

Jiang Hao glanced at him: "Naturally impossible, if it will show the pattern, it will have been found by the black-hearted businessman, will it be my turn to be picked up and leaked? And this garlic platform pursues a very clever state, if you make these doorways, but it is a snake to add foot, destroy the mood."

Guo Zheng was speechless, and he was also curious in his heart, trying to see what kind of fame Jiang Hao could make up, and did not dare to slack off, rushed out of the tea house to find ink.

Here is a street of cultural relics and antiques, naturally there are also sales of four treasures, two or three minutes of kung fu, Guo Zheng ran back, holding a few small boxes in his hand, are carefully packaged ink.

In this era, the ordinary ink commonly used by readers in the past is now also carefully packaged, and the identity has changed, and it has become an ornament.

"Little nephew, you want the ink."Guo Zheng breathed, apparently the result of accelerating the run.

Jiang Hao picked up a box, opened it, took out a middle finger length, thumb thick and thin ink, and the back end of the table kettle, into the turpentine into the turpentine inside the half cup of water.

There was no change in the garlic, Jiang Hao pinched the ink, took a deep breath, and began to grind slowly.

A few minutes later, the ink bar was ground off by one-third, and the ink on the top of the turret was rotated slowly, reflecting the luster.

Guo Zheng stared at his eyes, but still did not find abnormalities, and finally really couldn't help it: "Ginger, where is the change?"

"Don't worry, this tower has not been used for hundreds of years, it takes time to stimulate its efficacy."Jiang Hao is not in a hurry.

Five minutes later, Jiang Hao's nose moved, his eyes brightened, and he said, "Here we go."

Guo was first to come together, and Jiang Hao was hanging his appetite, which was too uncomfortable for him to urgently want to know the answer.

"You smell it carefully."Jiang Hao reached out and gently instigated on the platform, letting the air flow get involved in Guo Zheng’s nose.

"Well, there is a fragrant smell?" Guo Zheng was surprised: "The smell is very light, there is no equal to nothing."

"Master Guo, you close your eyes and relish carefully."Jiang Hao stopped his hand and smiled.

Guo, as he said, closed his eyes, for a moment, his face showed an intoxicated look.

"I saw a clear bamboo forest, like a human wonderland."Guo is muttering.

Jiang Hao shook him, pulled him back to God, and his face was full of pride: “Well, I didn’t lie to you?”

“When the turret was made, it was mixed with special spices, and after high temperatures, mixed with mud, mixed with ink, and then mixed with ink, it produced a magical chemical reaction and stimulated the aroma when grinding.”

"Of course, this fragrance is very light, it is precisely because of this, people who have collected this piece of art in the past, careless, it is difficult to pay attention."And the smell is clear, not too annoying, can play a refreshing effect.

Guo was listening, and at last the old face suddenly became red.

"Little nephew of Jiang, let you see and laugh, the old man saw too narrowly..." Guo Zheng was ashamed and ashamed.

Jiang Hao waved his hand and smiled, "In fact, I also happened to see this kind of garlic platform from the book, and saw it today, in order to recognize it, it was purely luck."

Guo Zheng waved his hand and lost his ground: "Luck is also a kind of strength, Jiang Xiaoliu, the old man before the conclusion, there will be no face in front of you to play tricks on learning."

Jiang Hao took his arm and said without a word: "Guo curator, everyone has eyes, you don't have to go to your heart."

Two of you, I said a word, and it was soon to defuse the embarrassment.

Guo is re-examining this square, found that it is really as Jiang Hao said, the more he looks at it, the more he looks at it, the more he is in his hands, the more he loves, so that he feels very strange.

"Master Guo, since you love this garlic so much, it should be a gift chosen for you by the younger generation, keep it for yourself."

Guo Zheng heard the words, quite gratifying, the face of red radiance, very wonderful: "Haha, Jiang Xiaonu's mind, I have led."However, I will not take advantage of you, this platform is what you find, I just provide insignificant funds, how can I take such a heavy gift."

Jiang Hao pushed off and smiled bitterly, "I am not keen on the dance text to make ink, this garlic platform is of no use to me, or leave it to you."

“This.”Guo Zheng hesitated for a moment, and then put the bonket away in a big way and laughed loudly, "Well, then, when I go back, I will sell the platform into money, and then send it to you."

Jiang Hao waved his hand, and it didn't matter: "Whatever you want."

Soon after, the garnet was auctioned and bought a million high prices.A black heart boss saw that he had sent out the turret with his own hand, and was angry to spit blood three liters...

The sky was getting dark, and Jiang Hao refused Guo Zheng's invitation to stay in the car and left Baolin Street in a car.

He stayed in Jiangwu's restaurant tonight, and after a hurried meal, without talking to Jiang Wu, he ran back to his room and locked the door.

Jiang Haopan sat on the bed and carefully removed a book wrapped in red cloth.

"This is the law of health that the old man gave me, and he told me to keep it for a good life, and not to disclose it."Jiang Hao said to himself, slowly opening the book.

"This law of health, like the eight-point map of the gods, was passed down from the ancestors."

"The eight-way map of the gods and demons records the Xuanmen Avenue, and gives the way to cultivation.And this book of health is to strengthen the body, adjust the breath, to help the ghosts eight charts cultivation."

Jiang Hao carefully pondered, observed the nameless book in his hand, and at the same time compared with the god's eight-point map in his mind.

"The two are from the same origin, and they were forcibly split into two by their ancestors!"

Jiang Haoto chin, pondered for a moment, and soon said: "Perhaps the ancestors of the Jiang family were worried that the descendants of the descendants would learn the road inside the eight-way map of the gods, go out to do nothing, and disrupt the world, and seal up the eight-way picture of the gods."At the same time, the ancestors of the Jiang family hope that their descendants can be healthy and healthy, and they will live for a hundred years, and then they will divide the method of health from the eight-step map of the gods and pass them on to future generations."

Jiang Hao was calm, carefully flipping over the nameless books in his hand, and said from time to time in his mouth: "The method of breathing, the law of strength, the law of the strong soul..."

This health law is divided into three stages, the first stage of which is mainly to cultivate breathing.

Yes, that's right, breathing!

Throughout the ages, people with strong martial arts have a long breath and endless breath, when breathing, the chest cavity is like a drum, when exhaling, like a river running, a roar, which can shatter rivers and mountains...

Jiang Hao, like the old monk, sat motionless, raised his state to the best, and then began to cultivate the practice of breathing in accordance with the practice method above the health book.

His chest gradually bulged, and the flesh and fascia moved, fully mobilizing the muscles of the chest cavity.

“Hush.”

A moment of effort, Jiang Hao breathed cold air, woke up from the sharp pain, covered his chest, and rolled the bed.

"This method of breathing is very difficult to cultivate, just to give it three times, just like a knife, it hurts me."Jiang Hao curled up into a group, it is too painful, and so large has not tried this feeling.

But after the sharp pain, inside his chest, came a clear feeling, very strange.

“The method of breathing is really useful.”

Jiang Hao muttered, then gritted his teeth, continued to sit up, and began to cultivate.

"Pain is nothing but a cloud, and it's no big deal to smile."