Of course, the other party's hosting style has not changed, which makes Fu Song somewhat regretful.
But it is understandable. Changing style is not a trivial matter. It requires a long period of preparation and polishing to have any hope of success.
So now it is better to play it safe.
"Now, treasure holder number 1, please come on stage."
The holder of treasure No. 1 is a middle-aged man.
He was carrying a tray with a snuff bottle on it.
Snuff bottles were brought from Western countries during the Ming and Qing dynasties.
To put it bluntly, this thing is just a variation of cigarettes.
That is, tobacco leaves are made into powder through a series of complex processes and then put into snuff bottles.
The way to use it is to put it to your nose and smell it, which is another form of smoking.
However, perhaps this way of listening is not very satisfying, and it has now been completely eliminated.
So anyone who knows a little about the history of snuff bottles will know that if this thing is not an imitation, it must be a product of the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Ling Xi smiled and said, "Sir, could you please introduce your baby?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "This is a snuff bottle from the Qing Dynasty. Look, the front of it is covered with peach blossoms and there is a girl burying flowers by the bridge.
On the back are two stone mountains.
Of course, on the surface it looks like a stone mountain, but upon closer inspection, it is actually the result of the two words "Meng Ruan".
Mengruan is Cao Xueqin's pen name, and the word "Shishan" means stubborn stone.
Therefore, according to research, this snuff bottle should belong to Cao Xueqin."
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Could this snuff bottle really belong to Cao Xueqin?
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