"Old man, look, it is said on the Internet that Charles Schwab Auction House will hold an auction in a week. At that time, the only copy of Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" will be publicly auctioned. Do you want to join in the fun? I can help you arrange it."
Jin Qi was eating and playing with his cell phone when he saw Jia Xin's announcement and put his cell phone in front of Jiang Chen.
"The only copy?"
Jiang Chen frowned slightly, lowered his head and thought for a while, then said calmly,
"No, there's nothing to see in the fakes. They're just imitations copied by future generations."
"?"
Jin Qi looked at Jiang Chen with confusion on his face,
"Old man, this is a joint statement from multiple organizations. There is a high probability that it is not fake and should be genuine."
Jiang Chen looked at Jin Qi with a half-smile,
"What do you want to say?"
Jin Qi chuckled and pointed at a copybook hanging on the wall.
"Old man, I noticed this "Lanting Preface" on the first day I came here. Although I never asked you about it, after these few days of observation and your affirmative tone just now, I make a bold guess that you don't know how to do this.
Is it a truly unique copy?"
Jiang Chen shook his head and said nothing.
Jin Qi stared at it suspiciously and felt a pain in his foot.
"Don't play with your mobile phone while eating, and don't always ask grandpa some strange questions. It will cause trouble to grandpa."
Jiang Churan glared at Jin Qi and scolded.
"Okay, okay, I won't ask. It's not mine anyway, and I can't afford it. I'm just curious."
Jin Qi laughed twice and concentrated on eating.
"The old man's cooking skills are really impressive. I have eaten at many famous chefs, but I feel that their food is not as delicious as the old man's."
Jin Qi praised.
"That's right, he is my grandfather after all, so of course the cooking is delicious!"
Jiang Churan's face was filled with pride.
"Tsk tsk, it has something to do with you. You have reversed cause and effect."
Jin Qi complained as if he was trying to die.
"I think you are really tired of living, you should die!"
Jiang Churan suddenly attacked Jin Qi, but Jin Qi nimbly dodged with his rice bowl.
"Hehe, just in these two moments, I have already figured it out. Don't even think about bullying me again in the future."
"Grandpa, look at him, bullying your lovely granddaughter!"
When Jiang Churan saw that he couldn't win Jin Qi, he immediately complained to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen hadn't spoken yet, so Jin Qi sat down obediently, looking like he was being manipulated by Jiang Churan.
Jiang Churan pushed Jin Qi away in disgust and moved his chair in the direction of Jiang Chen.
"Stay away from me, don't try to get close to me, or I will sue you for molestation."
Jin Qi quickly begged for mercy.
"That's wrong, there are a lot of beautiful ladies. Don't say such things in front of the old man, it will kill someone!"
Jin Qi shuddered subconsciously when he thought of Jiang Chen's hand lifting the dragon chair hitting his body.
"Okay, stop making trouble and eat well. Xiao Jinzi, don't provoke Xiaoran all the time. Xiaoran, a well-behaved child, has been spoiled by you these days."
Jiang Chen spoke up to stop the two of them.
Jin Qi rolled his eyes wildly, unable to complain in his heart.
"Hehe, grandpa is still kind to me. Grandpa, please eat more."
When Jiang Churan saw that Jin Qi was eating badly, he picked up a large piece of food with chopsticks and put it into Jiang Chen's bowl, looking like a good boy.
Jiang Chen was smiling and enjoying himself leisurely.
After eating, Jin Qi rushed to pack his things. Jiang Chen nodded casually and went out to lie on the recliner and watch the moonlight quietly.
Jiang Churan sat back at the computer desk, looked at the barrage that filled the screen, and showed a sweet smile.
"I'm back, are you waiting? The broadcast will start soon."
"Who is this person? Isn't this a chat room?"
"Yeah, I use it all the time as a chat room. There are so many people here and the old guys are so nice to talk to that I can't bear to leave."
"Continuing with our previous topic, how did the person with the "Lanting Preface" get it? He couldn't really rob Tang Taizong's tomb, right?"
"If Li Shimin really used the copybook as a burial object and excluded it from the palace palace, then the only explanation is tomb robbery. After all, Li Shimin's tomb has been stolen so many times, and there is no way to know what was stolen."
"Maybe someone else collected it. It's really lucky that I can collect such a precious thing. If only I had something like this at home."
"Don't be envious. You can hide something now, and it will be an antique hundreds of years later, and it will be worth a lot of money."
"Put it down. What ordinary people can regard as antiques, after a few hundred years, they are just ancient garbage."
"It hurts my heart!"
"Hey, are you ignoring me, the lovely me? No wonder you don't have a girlfriend, just spend your whole life holding antiques!"
Jiang Churan said angrily when he saw that the barrage was discussing the Charles Schwab auction.
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"She is anxious, the anchor is anxious!"
"I made you sneak away to eat just now and you dared to laugh at me. This is retribution!"
"Don't panic, host, they don't want you anymore, I do. You will always be my little cutie."
"Whoever urinates yellow will wake up the guy upstairs who is dreaming."
Jiang Churan curled his lips, ignored the barrage, opened the game, and started live streaming to improve his score.
Beijing, in the Archaeological Research Center.
Xing Yulian checked the information and finally found the result.
"Bian embroidery is modeled after Su Hui's technique, using silk threads of different colors. However, due to age issues, some of the threads have faded, so I didn't notice it at first."
Enlarge the picture and explain to Li Yongjun,
"Look here, you think it's a black pattern, but if you look closely you can see it's text, regular script."
Li Yongjun's eyes widened, but he still didn't see the reason, scratched his head,
"Teacher, you don't know how to look at the devil, are you stunned? Can you tell it's a word?"
Xing Yulian was so angry that she slapped Li Yongjun on the head.
"Idiot, let Jin Qi find a way to deliver the thing. If it's really words by then, just copy it a hundred times."
"No, it's words, it's words. Teacher, I can see it. The embroidery of these words is really beautiful."
Li Yongjun spoke quickly.
"Oh? Then tell me what is written here?"
Xing Yulian looked at Li Yongjun and sneered.
"Forehead……"
Li Yongjun was still thinking about countermeasures. Xing Yulian turned around and left, walked to the door, turned to Li Yongjun and said,
"Ten more times, for a total of twenty times. I won't be able to see another twenty times at work tomorrow."
After saying that, he left calmly.
Li Yongjun's face turned pale and he slumped down on the chair.
The colleague next to him looked at Li Yongjun’s tragic experience and touched Li Yongjun’s head.
"So, seeing six directions and hearing all directions are essential skills for survival. I asked you to learn it but you didn't learn it, you must have suffered a loss!"
"You understand very well. You also did it ten times. Just like Li Yongjun, I can't see another twenty tomorrow."
Xing Yulian's head suddenly appeared at the door, and then disappeared again.
The colleague regretfully gave him a slap in the face,