Du Ruo sat in the workshop, looking at the top-quality 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, steady 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 extremely similar to black jade.
Under strong light, the pure black color of black jadeite shows a dark green color. The best black jadeite is not only pure and watery, but also has a mysterious color. It is also extremely rare.
Top-quality black jadeite like this 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 his palm with fascination. It was top quality.
She carved in the morning, and in the afternoon she sometimes played chess and drank tea with Mr. Li, and sometimes went fishing with Li Anze. Her life was quite leisurely.
Li Anze is steady and peaceful, and you rarely feel negative emotions from him. He handles things with ease. Unlike Yuan Tingchuan who is swift and decisive, Li Anze likes to achieve great results with little effort. He is not aggressive at all and is calm and tolerant.
Du Ruo is usually very relaxed when she is with him. What they often do is fishing and taking walks. It is relaxing and pleasant, which can soothe the nerves and relieve tension.
In her previous life, she was under a lot of work pressure for a period of time. Li Anze would drive back to H City from somewhere every weekend to accompany her for a walk 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 is now fishing and taking a walk with Li Anze. It is rare for her to calm down and feel a lot more peaceful.
Four days later, Mr. Li was sitting in front of the desk in his study, lost in thought, holding a black pendant in his hand, with an obsessive look in his eyes.
Having finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish, Mr. Li looked very satisfied, as if he was completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.
Du Ruo sat quietly in front of the desk, she also liked jade, but she was obsessed with jade carving. Once it was completed, the intoxicated look in her eyes faded away, leaving only appreciation.
The fragrance lingered in the room, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only when his arm ached did Old Li gently place the pendant into the brocade box. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with satisfaction, "Thank you so much, Young Master Du, for allowing an old man like me to fulfill my wish before I close my eyes. I have some worthless trinkets I'd like to give to you as a thank you gift. What do you think?"
Du Ruo smiled: "Then I'll be honored to refuse. Thank you very much."
Old Li led Du Ruo to the sofa and sat down. He reached out and opened the brocade box on the coffee table. It was full of exquisite small antiques. Old Li made a gesture of invitation.
Du Ruo hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something I'd like to ask you for. I'll exchange it for the market value. Would you be willing to part with it?"
Old 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. Good carving masters are hard to come by, and masters like Du Ruo who suit his taste are even rarer. What if he can find one like him in the future?
Mr. Li asked hesitantly, "May I ask what Young Master Du wishes for?"
Du Ruo smiled: "R country, the Sato family's Thunder God Katana."
Upon hearing this, Old 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 even 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 R and usually he was too lazy to even take a look at it.
However, Mr. Li said in embarrassment, "This knife was taken away by An Ze some time ago. It seems he was going to give it away. I don't know if he still has it. If he still has it, I'll give you something else in exchange. But if he has already given it away..."
Du Ruo's heart sank. She was actually a step too 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. Maybe he would have taken it away in just one day.
Du Ruo is really lucky now. When Mr. Li called her, Li Anze was reading 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.
There is definitely no problem with that. Du Ruo said she would go and pick it up early tomorrow morning.
This samurai sword will be of great use to her. Du Ruo has an idea in her mind, but 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 place was her second hometown and she was very familiar with the situation here. The next morning, she also called a three-wheeled bicycle 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 waiting for the bus. Next to him, a couple with a little girl were also waiting for the bus.
The woman said angrily, "Your parents are too stingy. Our daughter 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 us? The village chief said we can't take this stuff outside. It's the source of livelihood for everyone in our village, so we have to be careful."
The female comrade said disapprovingly, "You said these officials are just talking nonsense all day long. They collect cartloads of clay figurines like this. 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're an expert? Is this thing an antique? You don't even know?"
The man fell silent. This is definitely not an antique. Are there any mass-produced, newly made antiques?
Truckloads of recycling? Du Ruo remembered that there was indeed such a mistake in his previous life. A farmer took a clay figurine he made to sell, and an expert determined it was an antique.
This expert acted decisively and immediately reported to his superiors, intending to protect this batch of newly unearthed terracotta warriors. The government attached great importance to it and sent several experts, who all unanimously concluded that these were terracotta warriors from the Shang Dynasty and were of great collection value.
After research, it was decided to allocate a sum of funds specifically for the recovery of terracotta warriors. 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 tractors to transport the goods there in batches. The experts were dumbfounded. One expert anxiously pulled the delivery person over and asked, "How many do you have left?"
The young man scratched his head and said, "We can make as much as you want."
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