Looking at the various antique-related tutorials listed in the system, Zhou Yan's burning desire to get rich by picking up leaks suddenly cooled down.
The prototype TV series of the tutorial appeared at about the same time. To say that there was no antique hoarder in it, I would not believe it even if I beat Zhou Yan.
At that time, after watching these TV series, many people became interested in antiques. Then a group of "seniors" said that playing antiques "has unlimited money", and many newbies entered the industry ignorantly.
For many newbies’ experience in acquiring antiques, in addition to word of mouth from their predecessors, the most important source is the monographs or academic works of antique collectors or cultural relic experts.
When experts publish books, they will only tell you what is authentic, but not what fakes look like.
Who knows, those experts in counterfeiting refer to the same books and materials when they make counterfeits, and they use methods such as "grafting" the characteristics of the genuine products onto their own fakes, "substituting features", "substituting the features of others", and so on.
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"Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times" were obviously slogans that came up only after the founding of the People's Republic of China. They were buried in the soil, and after being dug up again, they became "since ancient times".
In the land of China, wars have never ceased since the beginning of Pangu. The land was almost destroyed several times, and the inheritance of civilization was cut off. After years of war and chaos, where did so many antiques come from?
During the Ming and Qing dynasties, digging graves was a capital offense and the earth could not be dug. Where did so many antiques come from?
As for those that have been passed down in an orderly manner, how many are there?
As for the ones currently circulating in the antique market, aren’t they all left over from the downtrodden bannermen’s children when the Qing Dynasty fell?
After deliberation for a while, Zhou Yan chose to spend 5,000 points on "The Scent of Sophora Flowers in May". As for the reason: he had watched the TV series and knew that the male protagonist Tong Feng was not only a master of treasure appraisal, but also a master of forgery.
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In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years are gone.
The little level 2 antique knowledge Zhou Yan had accumulated in the clothing design tutorial was suddenly upgraded to level 6.
Then the nasty system popped up again.
[The host is a connoisseur of antiques after all. Don’t you want to try your skills tomorrow to satisfy your perverted desire to show off? 】
"I do not want!"
【No, you want!
Master Badge Task: Find three "big leaks" and require a return rate of more than 300%.
Mission basic reward one: 10,000 points.
Basic reward two: the whereabouts of the Jade Seal of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Basic reward three: a piece of mysterious ore. (The system only provides ore information, other problems are solved by the host itself.)
Advanced reward: a mysterious blueprint.
Advanced reward conditions: Find six big items...]
Okay, I think!
The whereabouts of the Imperial Seal is really tempting.
Although there is evidence that the Great Qin's imperial seal had been burned at the end of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the subsequent emperors of all dynasties "accidentally" found it, and the process of finding it was confusing, so before seeing the irrefutable evidence
, no one dares to say where the imperial seal has gone...
After accepting the badge mission, Zhou Yan was too lazy to think about anything else and fell asleep...
Zhou Yan's biological clock was still very accurate, and he ended his sleep just after four o'clock.
After getting up and washing up, Zhou Yan changed into cool clothes. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a rustling sound coming from Qin Ruoshu's room next door.
"Ruoshu, have you gotten up?"
Zhou Yan went over to take a look and found that the eldest lady had her eyes closed, as if she was still sleeping, but the eyes that kept moving under her eyelids gave her away.
Pretending to sleep?
Zhou Yan walked to the bed with a wicked smile, lifted up a strand of long hair, and gently tickled the tip of his girlfriend's nose...
Qin Ruoshu couldn't pretend anymore, opened her eyes suddenly, and stared at Zhou Yan: "What are you doing? I slept well!"
"I've been sleeping for eight or nine hours, and I'm still pretending to be asleep!" Zhou Yan smiled and put his hand into the quilt...
"Ah..." After the scream, Qin Ruoshu jumped up from the bed wrapped in quilt, "What are you doing, I have no clothes on..."
"Are you talking anymore?" Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, "I want to go out for a run, do you want to come with me?"
"Okay, just wait for me..."
Qin Ruoshu glanced at Zhou Yan, who was staring at him with a squinting expression, and begged shyly: "Old Zhou, I need to change my clothes..."
"Oh well!"
Diqing Hotel is not far from the National Library and Wanhua Community, and the back door of the hotel is directly connected to the Nanchang River of the Summer Palace. The trees planted along the river turn the monotonous artificial river into a green ribbon.
During the National Day, there are not many young people doing morning exercises, most of them are retired elderly people.
Zhou Yan let go and raced wildly for a while, but soon slowed down again: the eldest young lady of the Zhou family behind him stopped running less than a thousand meters before she lost her breath, sighing and complaining endlessly.
"Lao Zhou, slow down!"
"Lao Zhou, wait for me, I'm exhausted!"
So, morning exercise turned into walking.
Even so, Miss Qin still hung on Zhou Yan and let Zhou Yan drag him forward. After walking for a while, Zhou Yan had to stop and let Miss Qin slow down...
After resting, he stood up and pulled Qin Ruoshu forward. But after walking a dozen steps, Zhou Yan suddenly felt Qin Ruoshu stand up. When he turned around, he found that the eldest lady was looking at his back in concentration.
Is this a lack of mounts?
Zhou Yan smiled and squatted down: "Daughter-in-law, how about I carry you?"
"Isn't this not good?"
The eldest lady said no, but her body was very honest, and she jumped onto Zhou Yan's back.
"Husband, I don't want to do this, but I really can't walk..."
"I know," Zhou Yan chuckled, "I was like this when I was a kid. If I didn't want to leave, I would just squat down and pretend to be pitiful, and then my mother would carry me on her back!"
"What about Uncle Zhou?"
"My dad?" Zhou Yan smiled, "My dad is so treacherous. As long as my mom is around, he will never squat down..."
As we walked, more and more elderly people were exercising in the small park by the river. When they saw Zhou Yan, who was carrying his wife on his back, and the groups of old men and women, they all had knowing smiles on their faces.
"Old man, look at how much this young man loves his wife!"
"Old lady, I want to carry you on my back, but aren't you afraid that my old bones will fall apart?"
"Yes, with your body..."
It took the two of them nearly two hours to go back and forth for a distance of two to three kilometers.
As soon as she returned to the hotel, the eldest lady occupied the bathroom. She waited for more than an hour before she came out wearing a bathrobe. When she saw Zhou Yan's already rosy face, she turned even redder: "I've washed it!"
"
The autumn air is crisp and the weather is dry.
Zhou Yan felt his nose itchy, and then a burst of heat flowed out from his nostrils...
"Oh, Lao Zhou, you have a nosebleed!"
Qin Ruoshu wanted to move forward, but was stopped by Zhou Yan: "No, I'll do it myself!"
Then, Zhou Yan rushed into the bathroom quickly.
When Zhou Yan came out again, the welfare had disappeared, and Miss Qin had already put on a youthful and energetic sportswear.
Seeing Zhou Yan come out wrapped in a bathrobe, Qin Ruoshu's face was filled with a gloating smile, and she happily turned around in front of Zhou Yan: "Old Zhou, is my dress beautiful?"
"It's okay!" Zhou Yan rolled his eyes weakly, "Classmate Qin Ruoshu, if you continue to provoke me, I will cook the raw rice for you!"
"Then come!"
This is obviously confident!
Zhou Yan threw away his bathrobe and rushed over...
"ah……"
The voice is a cry for help, but can you please stop opening your fingers when covering your eyes? Is this any different from not covering your eyes?
"Little pervert!"
"If you can, don't wear shorts..." Qin Ruoshu's side is already a cooked duck, and she only has a tough mouth...
"I'll take care of you when I get back in the evening. Let's go have breakfast first!"