Chapter 652: Old Paintings and Calligraphy, Old Screen 2



It is called an attic, but it is more appropriate to describe it as a treasure house.

There are several wooden shelves inside, which are the treasure boxes used in ancient times to store antiques, books and other objects.

It's a pity that most of the wooden shelves are empty. There are no treasures left, but instead they are covered with countless dust. Just like the once famous Shen family, now all that is left is this dilapidated old building and the unhealed wounds in the heart.

Thinking of the things that had been removed from the first floor, Li Jinfeng's first reaction was that the treasures that had once been placed on the shelves might have been stolen or damaged long ago.

She walked to the edge of the wooden shelf and subconsciously wiped the dust off it. Perhaps because she was too close to the shelf, a faint fragrance came to her nose, very faint, but very pleasant.

Li Jinfeng's eyes suddenly widened. She was familiar with this smell.

It is the fragrance emitted by the yellow flower plow tree.

Huanghuali is the king of precious woods. Some people even say that an inch of Huanghuali is worth an inch of gold.

Li Jinfeng collected so many things, and in total she received two pieces of Huanghuali furniture.

One was the Eight Immortals Table given to her by Gu Daqiang, and the other was a desk with a missing corner that she found at a flea market when she went to Jiangbei Province.

After that, I never saw any Huanghuali furniture or wooden products again.

In this room, the wood used for these wooden shelves alone is Huanghuali wood, so what should the other objects look like?

In other words, how many good things must have been in Uncle Shen’s Western-style building before they were destroyed by those so-called relatives and friends?

Uncle Shen led Li Jinfeng to the back of the wooden shelf and finally stopped in front of a wall.

I was just curious, and I don't know what Uncle Shen did, but the wall suddenly opened.

"Uncle Shen, this..."

"It's a small secret room, but there's nothing valuable in it!"

No gold, silver or jewelry is kept here.

The main reason is that they are afraid that one day, our ancestors’ deeds will no longer be able to deceive those people, and those valuable things will be stolen or damaged.

Li Jinfeng followed Uncle Shen into the secret room.

There were several screens of different types in the secret room, including screens embroidered with flowers, birds, insects and fish.

One of the screens was embroidered with large peonies. Li Jinfeng touched it gently with her hand and was stunned again.

Gold thread...

It’s actually embroidered with gold thread!

Apart from the screen, there are some furniture, wardrobes, desks, and even chairs.

Li Jinfeng took a look and found that they were all made of some precious wood.

Then there are the chandeliers that originally hung high on the ceiling in the villa, as well as some calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.

Uncle Shen stopped in front of one of the chandeliers, squatted down and sighed.

"I bought this chandelier from a Westerner for three thousand dollars, and now it's just gathering dust here!"

"Three thousand?"

Still the ocean!

Li Jinfeng was a little dazed.

"Yeah, nothing here is cheap! But the world has changed, and these things have become garbage..."

Uncle Shen used to treasure everything in the attic, but now, these things can only gather dust here.

He was trembling with fear every day, not knowing how long he could keep these things.

"Girl, look at the things in here and see which ones you can take away: calligraphy and paintings, chandeliers, screens... whatever you can take away, take it all away tonight! If you leave it in here any longer, sooner or later, you won't be able to keep it!"

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