A treasure-appraisal maniac

In the basement of the Wang family, a solid red sandalwood log with a diameter of fifty centimeters shocked Lu Fei.

Wang Zhenbang came behind Lu Fei and said with a smile.

"How's this wood?"

Lu Fei couldn't help but nodded.

"My eyes have been opened today. You are the king of red sandalwood, a priceless treasure, and one of the four great collectors. You are well-deserved!"

"Boy, guess how much I paid for this thing?" Wang Zhenbang said with a smile.

Before Lu Fei could answer, Wang Xinyi on the side curled her lips and complained unhappily.

"Grandpa, you're so mean. You didn't spend a penny, but you still want Lu Fei to guess how much he paid for it. You're so boring!"

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"You kid...hey!"

"Who are you with?"

"I was just about to make a joke with Lu Fei, but you turned your back on me. Didn't you turn your elbows outward?"

"You can't get a place in a female college!" Wang Zhenbang said helplessly.

"Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again."

"You obviously just want to show off in front of Lu Fei, is that interesting?"

Lu Fei smiled and said.

"Such a treasure is rare in the world and is indeed worthy of showing off."

"I see there is rust on this log. It must have been fished out of the river!"

Wang Zhenbang gave a thumbs up and said.

"Young man has good eyesight. This is indeed fished from the river."

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As soon as Wang Zhenbang opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Wang Xinyi.

"You've said it eight hundred times, and I've learned it by heart. Let me tell Lu Fei."

"There was a flood in 1964. My grandfather was visiting relatives in Haichang Mansion and found this in the river."

"Use ten kilograms of food stamps to hire someone to fish it out and send it back to the devil's capital."

"My grandfather talks about using this wood to make coffin boards in the future every day, and he gets bored to death."

"If you like it, I will give it to you at my own discretion, so as not to

His old man said those unlucky words every day. "

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Hearing what Wang Xinyi said, Lu Fei almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and gave Wang Xinyi a big roll of his eyes.

"Don't make trouble!"

"Do you know how valuable this thing is?"

"Looking across the whole of China, you can't find red sandalwood that can compare with this log."

"This is a priceless treasure!"

Wang Zhenbang also rolled his eyes and flew over.

The old man thought to himself that it was really unfortunate for the family to have such a prodigal grandson!

Although Wang Zhenbang was grateful to Lu Fei, the old man was really reluctant to give this red sandalwood log to Lu Fei.

But when the granddaughter brought up this issue, even if he was reluctant, the old man could not say no to the gift.

He forced out a smile and said slightly embarrassed.

"Well, Xinyi is right. If you like it, Xiaofei, just take it away."

After taking away the two-word exit, Wang Zhenbang almost cried.

Lu Fei said with a faint smile.

"Isn't that a gentleman?"

"Hiss——"

Lu Fei was just about to say that a gentleman will not win the love of others, but he caught a reflection in the corner of his eye at ten o'clock on the left hand side.

Glancing at the reflective place, Lu Fei's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and he walked over in three steps at a time.

When he got closer, Lu Fei picked up a twenty centimeter square mahogany box.

A pure white silk thread as thick as a toothpick was caught by the box lid, with only less than one centimeter of the thread exposed.

The reflection just now, and what surprised Lu Fei, was really this thread.

The lid of the box was opened, and a small bundle of silk threads of the same texture was coiled inside.

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Lu Fei's nervous little heart beat uncontrollably.

Hold the silk thread in your hand as if it is nothing.

Smooth out the thread bit by bit. There are seven one-foot-long threads in total.

Lu Fei picked up one and wrapped one end around his index finger, then grabbed the other end and stretched it with all his strength.

The one-foot-long silk thread was pulled by Lu Fei to a length of more than one meter without breaking.

Release your hand and the thread will instantly retract to its original length.

Then Lu Fei took out his lighter and burned it on the silk thread for a few seconds.

The white silk thread was blackened by the flames, but it still did not break.

He released the lighter and gently wiped the burned area. The silk thread returned to white again without any damage. Lu Fei had an excited smile on his face.

"Lu Fei, what is this thing that is not afraid of fire?" Wang Xinyi asked.

"Snow spider silk, diamond thread, invulnerable to water and fire."

"These are snow spider silk strings!"

Lu Fei was so surprised to see this thing.

Snow spider silk is produced by the Tianshan white spider.

This kind of white spider is generally only the size of a fingernail and only grows on the snowy mountains of the Tianshan Mountains. It is not afraid of severe cold, so it is called snow spider.

The first people to discover the awesomeness of this thing were the herb collectors in the Tianshan Mountains.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, the number of snow spiders was quite large.

When people go up the mountain to pick snow lotus, they are often tangled in snow spider silk.

Snow spider silk is extremely tough and sticky, making it difficult to clean up if it gets tangled in snow spider silk for a while.

So the herb collectors thought of a way to use torches to clear the way when going up the mountain to collect herbs, thinking that the snow spider silk would not work if it encountered fire.

Unexpectedly, this thing is not afraid of fire.

Knowing this special characteristic, caring people began to collect snow spider silk to make ropes. It was found that ropes made of snow spider silk were not only not afraid of fire, but also quite tough.

\u003e By chance, snow spider silk threads flowed into the Central Plains. The nobles of the Han Dynasty were shocked when they discovered this magical thread.

The snow spider silk is awesome for making ropes, but it wouldn’t be nice if the fabric was made into clothes!

As a result, the nobles of the Han Dynasty began to send people to the place of origin to capture large quantities of snow spider silk to weave cloth, make strings, and make strings for noble musicians.

But to make a ten-foot-long rope, it takes thousands of snow spiders to spin silk. How much does it take to weave a piece of cloth?

Due to people's infinite greed, the snow spider, which once caused headaches for herb collectors, has become an endangered species in a few years.

Not to mention weaving, it’s so damn hard to get even a piece of hairband.

After another two years, it will simply become extinct.

Therefore, the strings made of snow spider silk were only available in the Han Dynasty. To be precise, only the nobles of the Eastern Han Dynasty were available.

Since the Han Dynasty, countless luthiers have tried to find snow spider silk to make strings, but they have been unable to find it. Lu Fei was very surprised to see a whole set of seven snow spider silk strings today.

After getting the Donglei Qin from Mrs. Ma, Lu Fei was worried that he didn't have suitable strings.

These seven snow spider silk strings correspond to the seven tones of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, Wen and Wu.

A good horse goes with a good saddle, and the winter thunder harp and the snow spider silk strings are a perfect match. How could Lu Fei not be excited!

Lu Fei turned his head and said a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Wang, I have a guqin that just lacks strings. I wonder if you can bear the pain and part with these seven snow spider silks."

"Don't worry, the price is whatever you decide, and I promise not to make a counter-offer."

Wang Zhenbang said with a laugh.

"Your eyesight is too sharp."

"I have been researching this thing for several years but I still haven't figured it out. Mr. Kong told me that it is a snow spider silk diamond string. I didn't expect that you revealed the secret."

"I said, as long as you like it, I can give you anything."

"These seven strings are yours."