Chapter 724-725 Buddha's Artigraph (Middle, Lower)

Balang Street is a must-see for all tourists to Lhasa. It is very prosperous, and the storefront here is naturally an inch of land and an inch of gold.

The handicraft shop where Zheng Hua brought Zhuang Rui and others is not very big, only about ten square meters. The goods placed in it are also common handicrafts in Tibet. The only feature is that the boss is a foreigner.

To be precise, the boss here is a foreign girl. The fastest text of Nianshu.com is not very old. He has a few freckles on his white face and a braid. He is using English to add gestures to bargain with the guests.

"Brother Zheng, there should be no old things here. Let's go to some local stores..."

Zhuang Rui took a look at the goods placed at the door of the store. Those Hata tied together, and some Tangka Xiaozang knives and other objects were obviously made by modern technology, and they were not very good-looking.

Those guests who wandered in the store were attracted by the boss's wife.

"Hon, Ray, please come in..."

When the foreign girl saw Zhuang Rui and his party standing at the door, she hurried out to say hello. Although the Chinese dialect was not very authentic, the enthusiasm on her face was not pretended.

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling face. This foreign girl is so enthusiastic that turning her face is too in line with the Chinese people's hospitality. Zhuang Rui and others can only walk into the store and want to turn around and go out.

Although Gegu Lama and Section Chief Zhang did not follow up, the place was not big. After Zhuang Rui and the other three entered, they still felt a little crowded. There were still people waiting in line at the door to pay the bill, and a 17-year-old Tibetan girl was collecting the money.

However, as soon as the white lion entered the store, it scared the tourists from other places a lot. They all hid on both sides, but gave up a large area for Zhuang Rui and others.

"Go inside and have a look..."

Zhuang Rui saw a lot of seemingly old objects on the innermost row of shelves. He quickly greeted Zheng Hua and walked over.

"Oh, the things here are not bad..."

Zhuang Rui picked up an ornament made of Tibetan silver, with a trace of surprise on his face.

"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong? Didn't you say that this place is full of modern handicrafts?

Zheng Hua, who followed Zhuang Rui, asked, and also pretended to take a string of silver necklaces from the shelf.

Zhuang Rui shook his head and said, "It's different, Brother Zheng, go and trick this boss and ask her where these things come from..."

Zhuang Rui hasn't seen other items yet, but the 30 or 40 pieces of silver jewelry placed here are real old Tibetan silver, at least more than 100 years old, which can be regarded as antiques.

"Eh, I'll ask..."

Zheng Hua went straight to the door and chatted with the foreign girl in English.

Zhuang Rui turned his head and said to Peng Fei, "Peng Fei, this thing is good. It's all from old Tibetan silver. You can pick some for your daughter-in-law..."

In the words of Tibetans, Tibetan silver is actually white copper, which contains very little silver. The proportion of old Tibetan silver is generally 30% silver plus 70% copper, while modern imitations have simply removed even 30% of the silver, and the whole is made of white copper.

The source of Tibetan silver jewelry is due to the fact that before liberation, Tibet was very poor and backward, and the amount of silver was very scarce. In order to avoid alkaline corrosion, silver was added to other metals, which became a process over time.

Sterling silver jewelry is more exquisite, and most of the inlaid stones are real pine stone, red coral, etc. The quality of the stone is better, and its brightness is also stronger than that of silver. Compared with silver, it is more ancient and primitive.

The sterling silver jewelry made by modern technology is more expensive than Tibetan silver, but the old Tibetan silver jewelry is precious and rare, which is rarely seen in the market.

These jewelry like Zhuang Rui saw have a faint white aura in it. That is to say, these Tibetan silver jewelry should be made according to traditional techniques and have a certain *** value.

"Brother, I asked clearly..."

When Zhuang Rui was picking these Tibetan silver jewelry, Zheng Hua squeezed back and said, "That foreign girl is British. Because she likes Tibet, she didn't want to go back after traveling here. She opened such a store..."

"Brother Zheng, I'm not asking you to pick up girls. Why are you telling me this?"

Zhuang Rui interrupted Zheng Hua with tears and laughter. Which country is this foreign girl from? It has nothing to do with Zhuang Rui.

However, the personality of these foreigners makes it difficult for Zhuang Rui to understand. When he comes to a strange place, he feels good and doesn't want to leave. This is very different from the careful thinking that it is difficult for Chinese people to leave his hometown. At least Zhuang Rui can't do such a thing.

Zheng Hua was a little embarrassed by Zhuang Rui and replied with a smile, "Brother, you underestimate your brother's eyes, don't you? We are looking for it, at least it should be a British royal family..."

Zheng Hua really didn't brag. With the influence of the Zheng family in Hong Kong and the United Kingdom, it is not impossible to find a distant princess with some royal blood.

"All right, don't show off, tell me the origin of these things..."

Zheng Hua doesn't have the arrogance of those "men" in 49 cities. He has dated Zhuang Rui several times. The relationship between the two is not bad, and Zhuang Rui speaks more casually.

"Well, everything on this shelf is collected by the foreign girl from the herdsmen and temples in the Tibetan area. She often goes back to the pastoral area to deal with those Tibetans..."

Zheng Hua's words relieved Zhuang Rui. No wonder there are so many old objects. When Zhuang Rui chatted with Ren Qingcuom before, he heard him mention that when a Tibetan girl got married, she had to marry a lot of exaggerated gold, silver, pearl and jade jewelry.

From generation to generation, many Tibetans will have some items such as jewelry made of Tibetan silver.

"Good, Ray, what do you want to buy? Cheap!"

Zhuang Rui was talking to Zheng Hua. The foreign boss's wife didn't know when she came over. She was not afraid of the white lion beside Zhuang Rui and took the initiative to say hello.

"In English..."

Zhuang Rui saw that the boss's wife spoke Chinese hard and said in English, "I like all these things very much. How much does it cost?"

"Do you want it all?" The foreign girl shouted in surprise.

You know, there are 30 to 40 pieces of hidden silver jewelry on the shelf, plus a few tank made of Tangka, turquoise, and yak bones. There are a total of 60 or 70 handicrafts.

"Yes, it's all..."

Zhuang Rui nodded. Now it is still difficult to buy handicrafts made by pure Tibetans. Like the handicrafts on the rest of the shelves, Ten *** came from Yiwu, Zhejiang Province, the small commodity wholesale market on *** East Road, Lhasa City, a lot of such things.

Seeing so many old handicrafts, with this opportunity, of course, Zhuang Rui will have to buy all of them. It's not bad to take them back and give them away. By the way, the people who live in the courtyard now can digest more than half of it.

"Oh, you are so generous, I want to calculate..."

In surprise, the foreign boss's wife ran to the door and took the calculator in her hand, reading words and calculating, and her eyes looked at the things on the shelf from time to time.

In fact, these are all for Zhuang Rui and others. The boss's wife went to the home of the herdsmen in Tibet last month to receive these things, and spent a total of more than 9,000 rmb. At this time, the boss's wife is considering whether to add a zero after the 9,000 or increase it to Zhuang Rui and others?

"Well, it's 80,000 yuan in total, of course, it's rbm."

After thinking about it, the boss's wife gave the price. She sold these jewelry and handicrafts for almost 500 yuan each, but there were not many people who bought them. She had received them for more than a month, but only sold a few pieces.

Now that Zhuang Rui is going to pack, the boss's wife simply doubled the retail price and offered this price. Who said that foreigners would not do business?

"Oh, no, beautiful lady, you don't look like a Jew? This price is too high..."

Zhuang Rui shook his head. Normally, these Tibetan silver jewelry are three or four hundred yuan each, and the rest of the handicrafts are also between hundreds of yuan. Seventy or eighty things are only worth thirty or fifty thousand yuan at most. This foreign girl is a lion's big mouth.

"Forty thousand, I can pay up to forty thousand rmb..."

Zhuang Rui stretched out four fingers. Although he is rich, he is not Kaizi. These days, fools will spend a lot of money to show their wealth.

"Fourty thousand? Oh, no, that's because you can't buy these things..."

British girls who are more like Jews are obviously very good at bargaining in China, especially if the other party can understand English.

"Bang Dang!"

While Zhuang Rui was preparing for the foreign girl to teach the Chinese man to bargain, he suddenly dropped something from the shelf and fell to the ground, and then made a crisp sound.

"Well, you continue, I flipped it casually..."

Peng Fei bent down and picked up the thing. The thing was placed in the middle of several old Hada. When he was rummaging with Hada, he accidentally hit it on the ground.

The boss's wife obviously didn't notice that Zhuang Rui's sight had been attracted by the objects in Peng Fei's hand, and she still chattered there: "Sir, my things here are very pure handicrafts, which are different from those sold outside. You know, if it's in England, these things It will be more expensive..."

"Five thousand, all, if there are more, I will go to the Tibetan home to collect it by myself..."

Zhuang Rui withdrew his eyes and stretched out a slap. His eyes were very firm. Although he knew that even if this foreign girl wanted 100,000 yuan, he would pay obediently.

"Okay, deal!"

The foreign boss's wife obviously knows the way of doing business in China and knows the principle of stopping. After a eye contact with Zhuang Rui, she readily agreed.

Chapter 725 Buddha's Weaware (Part 2)

"This bag is given to you. Come back when you have time..."

The foreign boss's wife knows how to give customers some benefits in order to cultivate repeat customers. After Zhuang Rui swiped the card and paid the bill, she handed Zhuang Rui a travel bag made of canvas.

"Thank you..."

Zhuang Rui took the bag and walked to the shelf, threw it to Peng Fei casually, and said, "Put it up, Brother Zheng, if there is anything you like, just pick it and take it back and give it to others. Well, this thing is an exception..."

While talking, Zhuang Rui held the thing that Peng Fei had just picked up in his hand, and his eyes looked at it without blinking, for fear that something would be broken just now.

"Brother Zhuang, this transfer wheel is very valuable, isn't it?"

After Zheng Hua saw Zhuang Rui's behavior, he seemed to understand something. He also came to Zhuang Rui's side and looked at the wheel in Zhuang Rui's hand.

That's right. What fell to the ground just now is a small hand-held meridian wheel. The wheel is brass-colored. The wooden handle underneath looks dark, slightly purple, and covered with dust. It seems that it hasn't been used for a long time.

"Hey hey, this is not a matter of whether it is worth it or not. You can't buy it even if you have money. This meridian wheel still needs to be verified, but it should be at least more than a thousand years old..."

Zhuang Rui looked at the meridian wheel with only seven short scriptures on it, and his eyes shot out a strange look.

Because just now, when the meridian wheel fell to the ground and was picked up by Peng Fei, Zhuang Rui accidentally saw that the meridian wheel contained rich wishes.

And these wishes are completely different from those produced by those lamas chanting. They condense but do not dissipate in the meridian wheel, and the color is also purple. When Zhuang Rui's aura comes into contact with these wishes, there is an ethereal and peaceful feeling in his heart.

"Buddha's weapon must have been used by a certain monk. Maybe it has been used by those legendary characters..."

Zhuang Rui was overjoyed and gave this cycle to Qin Xuanbing. He believed that the wish power in it would be good for his daughter-in-law and his children who did not know men and women, and at least it could make people's hearts quiet.

"Brother Zhuang, I heard that the more scriptures there are, the better? It seems that there are only a few sentences on it?"

Zheng Hua came forward to observe for a while and raised his own questions. This thing was more exquisitely made, and it didn't seem to be anything special.

And there are only seven lines of scriptures on it, and each line of scriptures is seven words. The scriptures Zheng Hua saw on other meridian wheels were dozens or even hundreds of times that of this meridian wheel, so he was a little disapproving.

"Brother Zheng, this thing is not ordinary..."

Zhuang Rui smiled proudly, as if he were a child who had got the toy he had liked for a long time.

"Peng Fei, give me the mineral water..."

Zhuang Rui asked Peng Fei for a bottle of mineral water, and then took out a pair of glasses box from his handbag. Qin Xuanbing was afraid that he would be radiated by excessive ultraviolet rays, so she specially bought a pair of sunglasses for Zhuang Rui.

Take out the glasses cloth in the glasses box, Zhuang Rui poured a little water on it, and then wiped the slightly dark wheel of the meridian wheel.

"This... Why did this change the color?"

With the color of Zhuang Rui's wiped wheel, the people around Zhuang Rui were shocked. Even Peng Fei, who was stuffing something into his bag, stopped and stared at the wheel.

The wheel, which was originally a little yellow and dark in color, showed a golden brilliance after being wiped by Zhuang Rui. The sunlight outside the house shone on the meridian wheel through the glass window, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"This is not brass, it's gold!" Peng Fei, who was beside him, said in a low voice.

Peng Fei, who once carried several tons of gold with Zhuang Rui, recognized at a glance that the warp wheel of the meridian wheel was made by gold.

"Gold?!"

Zheng Hua exclaimed. He is also a knowledgeable person. Such a little gold is not in his eyes, but the significance behind this is great. In Tibet, what kind of identity will it be for people who can use gold to make the wheel of warp?

"Yes, it's gold, hehe, I picked up the treasure..."

Zhuang Rui nodded with a smile and wiped the wooden handle under it. Then he said, "It's not only made of gold, but also the handle below. This warp wheel is probably left over from the Sui and Tang Dynasties..." (According to personal research, red sandalwood appeared in the Tang Dynasty, er. , wild history, wild history)

Before Zhuang Rui's words fell, there was a breath in the store. If this meridian wheel was really from the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it may even have been used by the Buddha.

You should know that many of the monks who entered the Sui and Tang Dynasties have been said to have become Buddhas. Many of the Buddhist characters on the Tangka are based on the monks at that time.

"Brother, sell this to me. I'll pay 10 million Hong Kong dollars, no... I'll pay 20 million!"

Zheng Hua knew Zhuang Rui's achievements in antique identification. Since he said it in public, this turning cycle is one of the items of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the price is now offered.

Zheng Hua himself is not a believer in Tibetan Buddhism, but his grandfather is. The old man is convinced of Buddhism and devout. There are dozens of Buddhas in his family that invite live Buddhas and monks to open the light.

As far as Zheng Hua knows, over the years, his family has spent hundreds of millions of incense money. He spent 20 million yuan to buy this object. The old man must be happy.

"Oh, my God, that thing is actually gold?!"

Before Zhuang Rui replied, the foreign boss's wife exclaimed and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It's not that the boss's wife realized it later. It was really because she couldn't understand Chinese and was told by the little girl who had just received the money.

"This already belongs to me..."

Zhuang Rui shook the wheel in his hand at the boss's wife. If he hadn't worn less in summer, Zhuang Rui would have been eager to take it in his arms.

"Well, of course, it's already yours..."

Although the boss's wife doesn't know what it means to "go the treasure" (that is, to sell it at a loss, hundreds of thousands of yuan or even more expensive, and the buyer will "stake out"), she also knows that I'm afraid that this wheel alone will not only get 50,000 yuan, but also a little lost.

"Peng Fei, hurry up..."

When Zhuang Rui saw that Peng Fei only looked at the meridian wheel, he quickly kicked him gently. This thing is not an ordinary object. It's true to take it back and put it away early.

"Zhuang Jushi, can you show me your turn wheel?"

I heard that Zhuang Rui took out a meridian wheel in the store. Gegu Lama and Section Chief Zhang, who were originally basking in the sun outside, rushed into the store. Gegu even reached out to Zhuang Rui to ask for this meridian wheel.

"Yes, just in time, Master Gegu, please help me see what scripture is on it..."

Zhuang Rui also looked at the text on the meridian wheel just now, but it seemed to be more complicated than the oracle bone and inscriptions. It happened that Gegu came in and asked him to identify it. If he knew what the scripture was and checked the record again, he might know the origin of this meridian wheel.

"Zhuang Jushi, yes... I'm sorry, I don't know the words above either. This should be Sanskrit in ancient India, not Tibetan..."

The Gegu Lama took the sutra wheel and studied it carefully for a while. He was a little ashamed to return the sutra wheel to Zhuang Rui. He did not go to the Buddhist academy and was not very proficient in Buddhist scripts, but he seemed to have seen similar words in some classics.

After returning the sutra wheel to Zhuang Rui, Gegu still stared at the sutra wheel and said, "Zhuang Jushi, I can feel that this sutra wheel must be the most precious treasure of our Buddhism. I can ask the big lama in the temple to help you answer these scriptures..."

When Zhuang Rui heard the words, he laughed and said, "Ha ha, thank you, Master Gegu. No need. I'll take this cycle back and study it slowly. My teacher is the one who studies words..."

Are you kidding me? Of course, my buddy knows that this thing is the most precious thing of Buddhism, but if I take it back to your Jokhang Temple, I'm afraid there will be nothing to do with it.

In Zhuang Rui's opinion, this object is like a Buddhist relic. If anyone gets it, does he still want to keep it for fun? If that's the case, I'm afraid that the monks all over the world will fight with themselves.

"Zhuang Jushi, I can invite the big lama to help you answer right away..."

The Ggu Lama still doesn't give up. Although he is just a law enforcement lama, it can also be seen that this golden turning wheel is definitely a Buddhist magic weapon.

"Well, I really don't need it, Peng Fei, can't you hurry up? I'm tired. I'm going back to rest..."

Zhuang Rui stuffed the turning wheel into the handbag, but found that the handbag was not big enough. He immediately reminded Peng Fei to hurry up and flash quickly. If he stayed any longer, he may be blocked here by the lamas.

"This resident, can you show me the wheel in your hand?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded from behind Gegu. Because the Gegu Lama was tall, he completely blocked the man behind him. Zhuang Rui could only hear that the speaker should not be very old.

"Yes, come and get it..."

As long as you don't go to the Jokhang Temple, Zhuang Rui will not be afraid. Is it possible that anyone dares to rob in this store in broad daylight?

"Thank you!"

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, a little lama, who was not tall and looked only seventeen or eight years old, came out from behind the Gegu Lama.

The little lama came to Zhuang Rui. First, he put his hands together and saluted Zhuang Rui before taking over the wheel.