Chapter 95 Tao Yong

Du Ruo sat in the workshop, looking at the finest black jadeite on the table. It was as black as ink and the color was extremely pure. Under strong light, it would appear dark green, noble, mysterious, stable and majestic.

Many people think that black jade is black jadeite, but it is not.

Black jadeite still appears black or gray under strong light, which is very similar to black jade.

Under strong light, the black jadeite shows dark green color among the pure black. The best black jadeite is not only pure and watery, but also has a mysterious color and is extremely rare.

Such top-quality black jadeite only exists in legends, and some people in the industry have never actually seen one in their entire lives.

Du Ruo looked at the jade in her palm with infatuation. It was of the highest quality.

She does carving in the morning, and in the afternoon she sometimes plays chess and drinks tea with Mr. Li, and sometimes goes fishing with Li Anze. Her life is quite leisurely.

Li Anze is steady and peaceful, and you rarely feel negative emotions from him. He handles things in a light-hearted manner. Unlike Yuan Tingchuan who is fierce and aggressive, Li Anze likes to make the most of little. He does not have any aggressiveness in him, but is calm and tolerant.

Du Ruo is usually very relaxed when she is with him. They often go fishing and take walks, which is relaxing and pleasant, and can soothe the nerves and relieve tension.

In her previous life, she had a period of time when she was under a lot of work pressure. Li Anze would drive back to H City from somewhere every weekend to walk with her until her stress was relieved.

Du Ruo once thought that Li Anze might have some other intentions, but he never crossed the line, and the two of them maintained such a comfortable relationship.

Du Ruo now goes fishing and walking with Li Anze. It is a rare opportunity for her to calm down and she feels a lot calmer.

Four days later, Mr. Li was sitting in front of the desk in his study, staring into space with a black pendant in his hand, his eyes filled with obsession.

Having finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish, Mr. Li had a look of satisfaction on his face, as if he was completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Du Ruo sat in front of the desk and accompanied him quietly. She herself also liked jadeite, but she was obsessed with jadeite carving. Once it was completed, the intoxication in her eyes faded away, leaving only appreciation.

The room was filled with lingering fragrance, and you could hear the sound of a pin drop. It was not until his arms ached that Mr. Li gently placed the pendant in the brocade box, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed with satisfaction: "Thank you very much, Mr. Du, for allowing an old man like me to fulfill my wish before I close my eyes. I have some worthless trinkets on hand that I would like to give to Mr. Du as a thank-you gift. What do you think?"

Du Ruo smiled: "That's disrespectful, thank you very much."

Mr. Li led Du Ruo to the sofa and sat down. He reached out and opened the brocade box on the tea table. There were all exquisite small antiques. Mr. Li made a gesture of invitation.

Du Ruo hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something I want to ask you for. I will exchange it for the market value. I wonder if you are willing to give it up?"

Mr. Li's heart sank. Since Du Ruo wanted to buy it, this item must be extraordinary. It was his lifeblood and could not be measured by money. If he wanted to refuse, it would be inappropriate to humiliate him since he had just helped him so much!

Besides, he has always loved jade, and good carving masters are hard to come by, and masters like Du Ruo who suit his taste are even rarer. What if he could find one like him in the future?

Mr. Li asked hesitantly, "May I ask what you, Mr. Du, want to ask for?"

Du Ruo smiled: "R country, the Sato family's Thunder God Samurai Sword."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be the samurai sword. He didn't like this thing. It was a trophy from his youth. He just wanted to keep it as a souvenir. Not to mention that Du Ruo wanted to buy it, he could just give it to her.

Mr. Li also knew that this samurai sword had a very high collection value in Country R, ​​but he was not a native of Country R and usually he was too lazy to even take a look at it.

However, Mr. Li said with embarrassment: "This knife was taken away by An Ze some time ago. It seems that he was going to give it to someone else. I don't know if it is still in his hands. If it is, I will give you something else in exchange. But if it has been given away..."

Du Ruo's heart sank. She was actually a step late, and she felt a little regretful. If she had known that this thing was in Li Anze's hands, she would have told him earlier. Otherwise, he might have taken it away in just one day.

Du Ruo is really lucky now. When Mr. Li called him, Li Anze was looking at documents in the office. When he heard that Du Ruo wanted the samurai sword, Li Anze readily agreed. However, he didn't have time recently, so Du Ruo had to go to the county in person to get it.

That's definitely no problem. Du Ruo said she would go get it early tomorrow morning.

This samurai sword will be of great use to her. Du Ruo has an idea in her mind. Whether it can be realized depends on how much Sato values ​​this sword.

Du Ruo lived in H City for many years in her previous life. This was her second hometown and she was very familiar with the situation here. The next morning, she also called a tricycle and walked slowly to the long-distance bus station.

After buying a ticket to a county town, Du Ruo sat down on a wooden bench and waited for the bus. Next to him, a couple with a little girl were also waiting for the bus.

The female comrade said angrily, "Your father and mother are too stingy. We just secretly took a clay figurine to play with, and they insisted that we return it. What good thing is that?"

"Didn't my parents tell me? The village chief said we can't take this stuff outside. This is the livelihood of everyone in our village, so we have to be careful."

The female comrade said disapprovingly: "You said that these officials are just talking nonsense every day. They collect such clay figures by the truckload. What's the point of collecting them?"

The man muttered quietly: "The experts said it's an antique."

The female comrade sneered: "Expert? Someone who specializes in moving bricks home? You call him an expert? Is this thing an antique? Don't you know?"

The man stopped talking. This is definitely not an antique. It is not mass-produced. Is it a newly made antique?

Truckloads of recycling? Du Ruo recalled that there was indeed such an oolong in his previous life. A farmer took a clay figurine he made to sell, and an expert determined that it was an antique.

The expert acted quickly and reported to his superiors immediately, intending to protect this batch of newly unearthed terracotta figurines. The government attached great importance to it and sent several experts, who all unanimously concluded that these were terracotta figurines from the Shang Dynasty and were of great collection value.

After research, it was decided to allocate a sum of money specifically for the recycling of terracotta figurines. As a result, more and more were collected, and the experts became more and more shocked. Why were there so many?

Later, they simply used a tractor to bring the goods there in bulk. The experts were dumbfounded. One expert anxiously pulled the delivery person and asked, "How much do you have left?"

The young man nodded his head in a simple and honest manner: "We can make as much as you want."

Experts…………