Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 68: Learned from Japanese books?

The noodles had already gone cold, so Wang Qizhi ordered two more servings of dough.

Ye Anning only kept a small amount and gave the rest to Lin Sicheng.

But he was still absent-minded. It took him a long time to pick up a piece of food with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chew it mechanically.

It feels like she is not eating food, but wood?

The two of them were facing each other, and Lin Sicheng had the feeling that the eyes were fixed on him. But when he looked more closely, he saw that the eyes were empty, without any focus.

Lin Sicheng was so frightened by the stare that he couldn't help but ask, "Sister An Ning, are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah?" Ye Anning seemed to have just woken up from a dream. "No?"

"Don't worry about her!" Wang Qizhi waved his hands. "She's been like this since she was little..."

Not surprisingly, Ye Anning rolled her eyes in response.

Since they were not very familiar with each other, Lin Sicheng didn't ask any further questions and just lowered his head to finish his noodles.

It was already five in the afternoon when they left the restaurant. Wang Qizhi said he felt a little uneasy and went back to ask Lin Sicheng to drive.

Of course there is no problem with Lin Sicheng.

Although I have only had my driver's license for three years, I have twenty years of driving experience.

They traveled fast and steadily, and when it was almost dark, the three of them returned to school.

After parking the car steadily in the garage and giving Lin Sicheng some instructions, such as not to run around tomorrow and to prepare for the competition, Wang Qizhi took Ye Anning upstairs.

There was a cartoon on TV: Wolf was chasing Lazy and fell into a mud pit.

The mother and son sat cross-legged on the sofa, laughing so hard that they fell over.

Hearing the door open, Shan Wangshu stood up and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate and was quite full, but An Ning barely ate!"

"It's not to your taste, what would you like to eat?"

Wang Zhiqi grinned, "No need, she's just sick, she just needs to be hungry!"

Ye Anning rolled her eyes at Wang Zhiqi and said, "Aunt, don't worry about me. I'll just drink some milk later!"

After saying hello, Ye Anning returned to the room.

Dan Wangshu was confused: he was fine when he went out in the morning, but after playing for a day, he became so listless?
"What happened to An Ning?"

"I'm shocked!" Wang Qizhi thought for a moment, "Just like when you three siblings first met me!"

Shan Wangshu suddenly realized.

Back then, she always thought she was very outstanding: beautiful, good figure, well-educated, well-mannered, and from a good family background.

But until I met Wang Qizhi.

At that time, I found it very confusing. We were both born by our mother and raised by our father, so why was he so good at everything and so much better than me in everything?
I was very proud at that time and was depressed for a long time.

In comparison, Ye Anning was more ambitious and strong-willed, but correspondingly, his personality was also more stable and reserved.

So, it shouldn’t be?

Shan Wangshu was very curious: "How exciting is it?"

Wang Qizhi sighed: "Because of an oil painting!"

It's not just Ye Anning, it also includes myself.

Ask yourself, am I really good enough? So good that even before I even started, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law start calling him "brother-in-law." Whenever I visit, my mother-in-law beams and prepares a huge table full of delicious food and drinks.

He was so outstanding that on the day of his engagement, he just changed his way of addressing his father-in-law and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if saying, "Thank God, there is finally someone to carry on my legacy."

When he first arrived in Baoji, he was ostracized. But when he left three years later, a group of veteran experts, so reluctant to see him go, slammed the table in protest at his farewell party. But today, isn't he still overwhelmed with mixed feelings, overwhelmed with emotion, so upset that he didn't even dare to drive on his way back?

The reason is very simple: those seven Kaiyuan Tongbao coins with the same back.

I was right next to them and saw it all clearly: Lin Sicheng basically picked up one, took a look at it, and then put it down. He picked up the second coin, took another look at it, and then put it down again... From beginning to end, the seven copper coins did not stay in Lin Sicheng's hands for even a minute.

But when it was my turn, even though I knew there was something wrong with the remaining six, I still looked at them again and again, touched them again and again, and thought about them again and again.

Including the one picked out by Lin Sicheng, he compared it repeatedly for a long time before finding out what was different from the other six.

If we compare, is this considered a gap?
He is thirty-five and Lin Sicheng is only twenty. Is this a big gap?

He has been professionally studying bronze artifacts for seventeen years, almost catching up with Lin Sicheng's age, and Lin Sicheng has only been studying for a few days?

Is this considered a gap?

The feeling of being defeated by someone in the field that he or she is best at and most proud of, but being powerless to do anything about it, is really frustrating.

Fortunately, he is broad-minded and open-minded, otherwise he would be depressed and unable to eat.

What about Ye Anning?
As Wang Qizhi told the story, Dan Wangshu slowly opened his eyes and his pupils gradually shrank.

Although Wang Qizhi often teased the three siblings, saying that their father was such a waste, Dan Wangshu still had some basic appreciation skills from childhood.

The first time, the magazine, the iron certificate, the second time, the cloisonné sunflower bowl.

Today's porcelain, jade, hornware, woodware, ancient coins, calligraphy and paintings... and Wang Qizhi has repeatedly mentioned that Lin Sicheng made a fortune by making a small investment, and earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in total from dusters and Buddha statues... How many categories are there?

But what was most incredible to Shan Wangshu was the speed at which Lin Sicheng made money: if he repaired those two cups, it would mean that Lin Sicheng earned four or five million in the past month?

Four or five million yuan can buy a building in Xijing.

If she and Wang Qizhi relied on their wages, they would have to save for a hundred years without eating or drinking...

Wang Qizhi didn't take it seriously: "Talking about money is vulgar?"

"It's too vulgar, so why don't you eat?"

After choking, Shan Wangshu stood up and walked towards Ye Anning's bedroom. Her hand was already grasping the door handle, and after a pause, she walked back.

"You're typing pretty fast, like you're chatting?"

Wang Qizhi shook his head fiercely: "Impossible!"

What kind of personality does Ye Anning have? Doesn’t he understand it yet?

I don’t have the hobby of finding someone to complain to when I’m in a bad mood.

After thinking about it, Wang Qizhi said, "Ha!" "Nine out of ten, he's working hard to become stronger..."

……

The screen was bright, and light was reflected in the eyes. From time to time, an email came from the computer, and from time to time, a dialog box popped up.

There are pictures, text materials, and answers to questions raised by her instructor:
Ordinary scanning technology can only analyze the color value of the surface of the oil painting, but cannot analyze the deeper underlying composition...

If we want to analyze the strength of brushstrokes and the order in which colors blend, we must use 3D scanning technology. However, this technology has not yet been introduced in China...

If it's a restored work by Li Shutong, it's highly likely that it came from Japan: there are clear reports that he left behind a large number of works in Japan. His wife and daughter, who remained in Japan, made a living by selling his works...

The instructor talked a lot, and Ye Anning went back and forth and read it over and over again many times.

At the same time, I became more and more curious: How could Lin Sicheng know so much about domestic high-tech technology when it had not yet been introduced?

Think about his catchphrase: I learned it from books... It can't be that I learned it from Japanese books?
Subconsciously, Ye Anning picked up her cell phone, but after looking at the time, she hesitated again.

Ten o'clock is too late.

Never mind, I'll ask him when I see him another day...

(End of this chapter)