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The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will go home tomorrow. I am still working hard on typing and saving manuscripts today. I would like to ask for a few monthly tickets to comfort me. Please support me a lot.

Although there is a saying in the collection circle that the word "rust" is played with copperware. Generally speaking, the rust color on bronzeware should be preserved as much as possible. Proper patina can not only increase the ornamental value of bronzeware, but also give people a sense of

The beauty of "green and clear green" is also an important basis for identifying authenticity.

However, we must also admit that Yu Feibai revealed a fact. After cleaning the rust on the surface of the copperware, the absence of rust will be more ugly than the presence of rust. That is because the rust has corroded into the interior of the vessel, making it pitted.

When there is rust, it is not visible, but once the rust is removed, it is as unsightly as the surface of the moon.

"You want to remove the rust from the ancient sword."

At this time, Yu Feibai reminded, "Aren't you afraid that the sword will become more ugly?"

"I'm not afraid of this."

Wang Guan chuckled and shook his head, and said very confidently: "You have forgotten, there is a record in the ancient books. The Great Ancestor's sword to kill the white snake was polished for twelve years, and the blade was always like frost and snow."

"In other words, if you want Chi Xiao to maintain its dazzling shine, it still needs to be carefully polished."

While speaking, Wang Guan stretched out his fingers to lightly clasp the sword body, but because the rust stains were too thick, there was no sound. Despite this, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "In my opinion, the blade of this ancient sword is strong and fine, and the rust stains should be

It has not penetrated in. As long as the outer layer of rust is rubbed away, it should be restored to its original appearance."

"I'll let it go."

Yu Feibai disagreed, shaking his head and saying: "If you break the ancient sword, then the gain will outweigh the loss. I think it is better to take it to the capital first and let Mr. Qian take a look, and then make a decision."

"...Alright."

Wang Guan thought for a while and agreed with Yu Feibai's suggestion. However, he thought in his heart that if Mr. Qian had no other choice, then he would just do what he wanted and just grind off the rust spots.

"Look, I said I was going to the capital, but you just went back to the porcelain capital."

At this time, Yu Feibai had something to say and said angrily: "It's too much trouble to make another trip."

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will definitely come back." Wang Guan defended, absolutely not admitting that he didn't wake up until the Mid-Autumn Festival after talking to his father on the phone.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival?" Yu Feibai was startled: "So soon?"

"Another year has passed in the blink of an eye, really fast." Wang Guan felt the same way, and reminded at the same time: "As for you, will you stay with me to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, or go to Jiuquan to spend it with your family. By the way, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, you

My nephew seems to be one month old, are you ready with your gift?"

"You didn't mention it and I forgot about it." When Yu Feibai heard this, he immediately clapped his head and sighed: "Oh, it happens like this every year. I can't be stable during the holidays."

"Who can avoid this in life?"

Wang Guan said with a smile: "So I plan to visit Mr. Qian in the capital after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Feibai waved his hand and said, "I am the same anyway..."

"Okay, then I'll call Mr. Qian and talk to him."

Wang Dian nodded and immediately dialed the phone number of the mansion to explain the situation. Mr. Qian was naturally very supportive and warned them not to come over in a hurry and to spend the holidays with their families.

"Okay, we understand. I wish you a happy holiday in advance..." After a moment, he saw Wang Guan hang up his cell phone. Yu Feibai suddenly looked strange and said, "Why don't you tell Mr. Qian about the ancient sword?"

"I plan to give him a surprise." Wang Guan said with a smile.

"What a surprise." Yu Feibai curled his lips and said, "I'm not sure it's the Red Sky Sword yet, so where's the surprise? Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore, just take me to the airport."

"Why, are you leaving now?" Wang Guancuo asked in astonishment, "Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?"

"I need to go to Suzhou first to ask Lu Chongming for my nephew's longevity lock." Yu Feibai explained that after determining what gift he needed, he asked Lu Chongming to make it. It should be completed now.

Wang Guan didn't know whether it was completed or not, but when Yu Feibai wanted to leave, he naturally didn't stop him and immediately drove Yu Feibai to the airport. After buying the ticket and seeing that there was plenty of time, he ate a meal first and then

Wave goodbye.

"Call if you have anything..."

"Don't worry, even if nothing happens, I will still call and harass you."

After a few jokes, Yu Feibai passed the security check and boarded the plane. Wang Guan waved and waited until the plane arrived before returning to the villa. In the blink of an eye, Nuo Da's villa was empty, which made Wang Guan feel quite lonely.

"Forget it, pack up and leave for home immediately."

He was so excited that he took action. Wang Guan immediately returned to the room to pack his luggage before going out. Suddenly his cell phone rang. Wang Guan was a little surprised when he saw the number on the caller ID, but he hurriedly answered the call.

"Mr. Zhang...yes, I am Wang Guan."

At this time, Wang Guan was still wondering why Mr. Zhang suddenly called him, but he heard his loud voice: "You are at home, I am at the door, come out and open the door."

"ah?"

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, and then walked out of the hall door in two or two steps. As expected, he saw a group of people outside the iron gate of the villa.

"You see it." At this time, among those people, an old man with gray hair raised his hand and waved lightly, and at the same time his voice came from the mobile phone: "I saw you..."

At the right time, the phone was hung up, but Mr. Zhang's loud voice came clearly: "Wang Guan, come here and open the door."

"Here we come." Wang Guan hung up his luggage bag and trotted over. When he came to the iron gate, he discovered that besides Mr. Zhang, there were many acquaintances.

"Boss Fang! Daoist Zhang?"

Boss Fang is naturally Fang Mingsheng. It has only been two or three days since we left Hanzhong. I thought he had returned to Chaozhou, but unexpectedly he was in the porcelain capital. As for Zhang Daochang, although it has been more than half a year, Wang Guan's memory is very good, so naturally

I remember Zhang Qing, the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who bought the tapestry portrait of Master Zhang Tianshi.

At this moment, these people came to visit together, and the scene seemed vaguely familiar.

For a moment, Wang Guan had many thoughts in his mind, but he did not move slowly. He opened the iron gate and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, you are such a rare visitor. Come in quickly."

"What's the rare visitor?"

Mr. Zhang was not polite, strode in, laughed and cursed loudly: "I would like to come here more often, but you are running around all year round and are not at home at all. I thought you would definitely come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I kept watch nearby, and finally

I caught you..."

"Haha, that's my fault." Wang Guan admitted honestly, and suddenly realized at the same time. No wonder he had only been back for a long time, and Mr. Zhang and the others came to the door as if they had no idea. After understanding, he also felt very strange: "Mr. Zhang,

If you need anything, you can just call me. Why wait?"

"This is more sincere."

After walking to the living room, Mr. Zhang also saw the luggage bag next to the door. He frowned and said, "Why, you just came back and are leaving now?"

"Well, I'll go back to Jiangzhou for the festival." Wang Guan said calmly: "My parents have gone back, so I will definitely go there too."

"It's right for a family to get together."

Mr. Zhang nodded understandingly. Then he smiled and said, "But there's no need to worry, the festival is still a few days away. By the way, Xiao Fang said you were hunting for treasures in Hanzhong the past two days. Did you gain anything?"

"There is a harvest... Please wait a moment." Wang Guan hesitated for a moment and ran out. Soon after, he took out a box and handed it to Mr. Zhang, and then asked for advice: "Mr. Zhang, some people said this is some kind of fluorescent resin.

, but after verification, I found that it is not the case. You are well-informed. Please help me make a judgment."

"Fluorescent resin?"

Zhang Laoyi was startled and a little surprised: "Isn't that thing extinct?"

"It's good that you know this stuff, but I heard it's extinct, so I'm not sure whether it's true or not." Wang Guan said with a smile, "Please help me with my eyes, so I can tell the truth with just one word."

"What is fluorescent resin?"

At the same time, Fang Mingsheng asked curiously: "Why have I never heard of it?"

"It's something that has been extinct since the Tang Dynasty. It's normal if you haven't heard of it." Mr. Zhang explained casually, then opened the box and observed it carefully.

"Please take your time and watch."

Wang Guan smiled, immediately boiled water to make tea, and greeted the guests: "Boss Fang, I thought you had returned to Chaozhou."

"I'm back, I stayed for a day." Fang Mingsheng said with a smile: "But Master Zhang planned to hold a dojo during the Mid-Autumn Festival and personally called me to invite me to come and participate. Of course I couldn't miss it, so I came here. I just arrived yesterday, earlier than you.

Just one day."

Taoist fasting rituals, commonly known as Taoism, are also what people often call rituals.

In traditional festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival, it has always been a time for Buddhist temples and Taoist temples to show their talents, and Longhu Mountain is no exception. It is the most normal thing to hold a Taoist temple to entertain the people and at the same time promote the incense of Taoist temples.

However, the preparation for the dojo was not at Longhu Mountain, but at his own home. Naturally, Wang Guan felt something unusual. Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

Wang Guan was wary, but he did not become angry. Instead, he calmly made tea, poured a cup for each guest, and said with a smile on his face: "You are not welcome, please drink a cup of West Lake Longjing to moisten your throat.

"

"Old Zhang."

At the right time, Wang Guan turned around and said, "Drink tea!"

"Um."

Old Zhang tapped his finger on the coffee table, politely expressed his gratitude, and then raised his head and said, "Wang Guan, how did you get this thing? If you hadn't told me in advance that it was fluorescent resin, I might have mistaken it for chemical glue.

.”

"I found it at the house of an old man in Hanzhong." Wang Guan explained, and then asked with a smile: "Why, Mr. Zhang, you can't tell what this is?"

"It's all glued together. You can't tell anything by just looking at it." Mr. Zhang shook his head and said, "We still need to do an experiment."

"What test?"

Wang Guan blinked and reminded: "Mr. Zhang, someone has done an experiment. He placed it on an inkstone, dripped water and crushed it with an ink stick. However, after grinding for half an hour, the gelatin was still gelatin, and there was no sign of dispersion at all.

"

"Hey, that's not bad."

At this time, Mr. Zhang was surprised and said: "You actually know the wonderful uses of this fluorescent resin."
Chapter completed!