"It's hard to say!"

After hearing what Liu Sizhe said, Zhu Dafu shook his head and said, "you should all know the rarity of Li mo. it is said that the song Taizu ordered to" transport several imperial inks into the inner treasury ". Later, the rulers of the Song Dynasty began to monopolize Li Tingli Mo and became exclusive to the royal family. Only this ink was used to write imperial edicts."

"At that time, Huizhou paid 1000 Jin of the ink to the imperial court every year, which led to a very rare situation in the market. There is a saying in society that "gold is easy to get, but Li Mo is hard to get.". It is said that in the black market, a Li Mo has been sold for 10000 yuan, which is much more expensive than gold. Therefore, it is also known as "the best product in the world" or "the best ink in the world."

"It's a pity that most of Li's descendants later went into politics, and many of them became officials, and no one else inherited their ancestors. There is no detailed record of Li Tingfan's specific methods and techniques of making ink in the ancient books. Only a poem about Li Tingfan's method of storing ink, Li Tingfan's formula for storing ink, which is said to be Li Tingfan's own oral statement, is retained in the whole Tang poetry

"Today, except for Li Mo, who is said to have been kept by Emperor Qianlong himself in the Forbidden City of Baodao, and has been handed down because of his love, there is no other place to be found. In addition, this ancient ink is so new and wonderful compared with that Li ink.... "

After hearing this, we all know what Zhu Dafu means. Although antiques can't be regarded as heroes completely based on the old and the new, it's amazing that the genuine ink has been preserved for thousands of years. After such a long time, it can still be preserved so well.

Of course, it is unrealistic for you to say that there must be no exception, but how many possibilities are there?

Zhao Xueyi said: "I think the ancient ink is too new to be used as decisive evidence. We should scientifically and dialectically prove whether it is true or not."

Uncle Wu asked, "how do you think it should be proved to be true or false?"

"Ha ha, as you know, I don't know much about the identification of ancient ink. Specifically, I can't say why. But with the color and quality of this ancient ink, I think it's very likely to be genuine."

Zhao Xueyi said with a smile: "it is said that the ink made by Li Tingli is" rich in flesh, greasy in texture and glossy as lacquer. " And hard as stone, and the edge of the ink grinding, such as blade, can cut paper. Some people have done experiments, using this kind of ink to copy one and a half of Huayan Sutra, and then grind it down an inch. Another student grinds and practices calligraphy, and writes 5000 words a day. A piece of Li Mo has been used for ten years. "

"Tunzhaixianlan also tells a story about a nobleman who accidentally dropped a piece of Li Mo into the water. At that time, he thought that the ink must have been damaged by the blister, so he ignored it. As a result, a month later, he dropped a gold ornament into the water again and ordered someone to pick it up. Unexpectedly, the piece of Li Mo was still there, and the light and color remained unchanged, so it was expensive The clan immediately hid that piece of Li Mo Zhen. "

At this point, Zhao Xueyi felt thirsty, went to pour a glass of water to drink, and then said: "although the ancients like to exaggerate in some aspects, but with the performance of this ancient ink, I think the previous records in ancient books are not exaggerated at all. If you don't believe it, you can weigh its weight, listen to its voice, and see what kind of ancient ink you can find besides Li mo Can you do that? "

After listening to what Zhao Xueyi said, we all started one by one, weighed the ancient ink, and then knocked it gently.

At this time, Zhao Xueyi added: "Oh, and if you put this ancient ink in front of your nose, you should still be able to smell a light aroma. If it wasn't for Li Mo, I really can't figure out which kind of ink can still have such a flavor after such a long time!"

Zhu Dafu shook his head and said, "it's not sure. Some good inks are still fragrant after hundreds of years."

Zhao Xueyi said with a smile: "then I will ask, in the past few hundred years, which famous artist made ancient ink with such quality?"

After pondering for a while, Zhu Dafu found that there was no such ink maker who could make such ancient ink.

Seeing this, Uncle Wu said with a smile: "we should all hope that this is the real Li Mo, but there are too few clues for us now. Even if the description of gold and money can be clearer, it is much better than now."

Everyone nodded, this is called Qiaofu can't make a meal without rice, even if they have the ability to identify, but no relevant clues, it's helpless.

At this time, chuchen picked up the ancient ink and observed it carefully. Then he wrote the last word of the poem and said, "do you think it's Guizi?"

We heard the speech quickly came forward, a closer look, found that really like a "Gui" word.

Seeing this, Liu Sizhe frowned and said, "isn't that right? Should it be" Li "

Zhu Dafu said with a smile: "Xiao Liu, it's good that Liu is not here. Otherwise, if he hears you say that, he will have to train you! You can go to the dictionary and find out that "Li" and "Gui" are interchangeable words. Both "Li Tingyu" and "Li Tinggui" are OK. "

Liu Sizhe touched his nose and laughed awkwardly. Then he became excited again and asked, "in other words, this ancient ink should be the famous Li Mo?"Wu Shu waved his hand and said, "Xiao Liu, you should also know that everyone thinks that Li Mo collected in the Palace Museum of Baodao is one of the existing pestles in the world. Now another one is emerging. You have to be more careful."

The more precious a thing is, the more influential it will be in the society. If this piece of Li Mo is really genuine, it will be quite a sensation for the antiques industry. At that time, if you find that the identification is wrong, it will be a shame to lose it to the whole world, and the people present will become the laughing stock of the antiques industry.

Therefore, although we think that this ancient ink is likely to be the real Li ink, we dare not be sure that it is genuine without 100% confirmation.

"What should we do? You don't have to try this precious ancient ink to identify its authenticity?" Liu Sizhe said with a frown.

"How can that be?" Wu Shusan shook his head again and again, saying that he could not. Ink can be used a little less. At that time, if it's an imitation, it's easy to say. But if it's an authentic product, it's going to be very painful.

At this time, Chu Chen said: "in fact, I have a gentle way."

"What can I do?" Everyone asked in unison.

"We are now so advanced in science and technology. Just take a little bit off this ancient ink and take it for testing, isn't it?" Chu Chen returned.

After listening to what Chu Chen said, everyone nodded at the same time. In this case, this method is really more appropriate.

However, Liu Sizhe still felt very uneasy: "however, what if this is a high imitation with a very similar formula?"

"If Li Mo was so good at imitation, it would not be so precious. Moreover, according to relevant reports, Li Mo can be used as a substitute for painting and dyeing in addition to researching ink. "

Chuchen said with a smile: "in addition, some people also found that Li Tingmo can be used as a medicine to treat diseases, which is a special medicine for postpartum hemorrhage. This may be related to the fact that there are many drugs for astringency and blood circulation. I don't believe that someone can imitate Li Mo so much. You know, in ancient times, there were not so many testing equipment as there are now. "

Liu Sizhe listened to what Chu Chen said and nodded: "this is also true. However, if there are too many items tested, there will be more ancient ink used. Is it too wasteful?"

"What else do you think is a good way?" Chu Chen spread his hand and asked.

"Why are you trying to do something?"

As soon as chuchen's voice fell, we saw Dong pangzi coming in from the door with others.

"Eh, fat man, why did you come here?" Liu Sizhe asked.

Dong Puzi turned his lips and said, "you don't have a look. How long have you been here? We can't see you and brother Chen coming here. We thought there was an accident here, so we'll come and have a look together!"

"Cut! Well said, you don't want to come here to watch the fun! " Liu Sizhe sneered.

"It's true that solo music is not as good as all music. Since there's a lot to see, we have to come and have a look!" Dong said with a smile.

"When do you think this ancient ink was made?" Liu Sizhe pointed to the ancient ink with a smile.

"Eh, lacquer clothes incorrect! It's actually a self-made pattern How does it look like the pattern on the rhinoceros horn The more he looked, the more surprised and excited he was. Finally, his fat face trembled with excitement.

Everyone didn't expect that Dong Pang could have guessed it. Chuchen said with a smile, "Pang, it's good. He could have guessed it as soon as he guessed it."

"Of course, I'm a member of the school calligraphy society. How can ancient ink not be studied?"

Dong chubby was elated with a smile. Then he reacted quickly and asked excitedly, "brother Chen, do you mean this ancient ink is really famous Li Mo?"

Chu Chen waved his hand and said, "it's not sure yet. We're going to take a little bit down and take it for identification."

Dong pangzi disagreed: "what a waste! Is there no other way? Can you ask other experts to take a look... "

At this point, he was afraid of everyone's misunderstanding, and hastily added: "you elders, I don't mean I don't believe your eyesight when I say this, but I think it's too wasteful if the good ink is destroyed."

Uncle Wu and others all smile and shake their heads to say it doesn't matter, they all understand Dong pangzi's idea.

"Yes

Zhu Dafu patted his forehead: "almost forgot, we can let Mr. Liu identify it! What's more, Mr. Liu had seen the piece of Li Mo in the Forbidden City of Baodao in those years... "