Although he wondered in his heart, Wang Zhi quickly connected Lin Xueyan's phone, no matter what, it is always exciting to have a beautiful woman calling.

"Hey! Wang Zhi, I heard that you are not at work now, I wonder if you are free now? After the phone was connected, Lin Xueyan's sweet voice came quickly, and after getting acquainted with Wang Zhi, Lin Xueyan no longer called Dr. Wang Zhiwang, and was already calling him by his name.

"Ahh , just sent a friend, now at the airport, what's the matter with you? Wang Zhi asked with a smile.

"It's my grandfather's seventieth birthday in two days, can you accompany me to buy something." Lin Xueyan said with some pleading.

"No problem, where are you?" Wang Zhi looked at the time, it was only a little past two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time was still sufficient, so he happily agreed.

"Oh, great, then you wait for me at the airport, I'll pick you up." Lin Xueyan said excitedly and hung up the phone.

Wang Zhi had no choice but to stand at the entrance of the airport, waiting slowly, waiting for about thirty minutes, a silver-white Ferrari sports car slowly stopped in front of Wang Zhi, the window rolled down, and Lin Xueyan's beautiful head poked out.

"Do you know how to drive?"

"No, it won't." Wang Zhi shook his head, although his family background was good, he was not rich enough to buy a starting car.

"Cut! Thought you could do anything. Lin Xueyan glanced at Wang Zhi with disdain and said, "Then get in the car, it seems that only I am the driver for you." ”

Opening the car door, Wang Zhi looked down on the co-pilot's lovely expression, and said with a smile: "I said beauty, I'm just a doctor, and I'm not an all-round person, so it's not unusual to not be able to drive." ”

Lin Xueyan was looked at by Wang Zhi's face for a while, and quickly stepped on the accelerator, flashing Wang Zhi with a long sigh, "Hey! I said I wasn't wearing a seatbelt yet, you weren't trying to murder me. ”

"What's the good of murdering you?" Lin Xueyan looked at Wang Zhi's embarrassed appearance, and immediately became happy, for so long, Wang Zhi has always been a very personable image in front of him, and it is rare to see him make a fool of himself today.

Lin Xueyan took Wang Zhi to the place where Jianghuai's antique street, Lin Xueyan's grandfather Lin Lao Lao has no other hobbies, just like some antique calligraphy and paintings, in order to surprise his grandfather, Lin Xueyan decided to go out himself this time and pick a favorite antique for his grandfather.

However, Lin Xueyan himself didn't understand this, and after thinking about it, he still pulled Wang Zhi, Wang Zhi is knowledgeable and talented in traditional Chinese medicine, maybe he will have some vision.

However, after arriving at the place, Lin Xueyan was a little hesitant, she was not afraid of spending money, she was afraid of buying a fake, which would make her family laugh, and took Wang Zhi's hand and asked a little nervously: "Wang Zhi, do you know antiques?" ”

"What's this?" Wang Zhi thought carefully for a while and replied: "It depends on what kind of antiques, if it was before the Qing Dynasty, maybe you can still recognize a few pieces, but the Qing Dynasty will not work." Also, Wang Zhi has lived in ancient times for so long, so he naturally still has some understanding of the things at that time.

"Really, great, I'm not afraid of other people's jokes this time." Lin Xueyan said excitedly, pulling Wang Zhi and quickly rushing into the antique shop.

Looking at Lin Xueyan as lively as a child, Wang Zhi shook his head with a smile, looking at his hand being held tightly by Lin Xueyan, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, modern children are really late maturing, Lin Xueyan is twenty-five years old, and he still looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Walking into the antique shop, the shopkeeper saw the two of them walking in, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up to greet him.

Today's Lin Xueyan wore a white pleated skirt, a blue skinny jeans on the lower body, and her jet-black and silky hair was casually tied behind her head by a pink hairpin, which added a bit of purity, and although Wang Zhi was just wearing casual clothes, he was a master of the house and a generation of miracle doctors, and his own temperament was naturally extraordinary, and the shopkeeper naturally regarded the two as big customers.

Both of them are very young, and they must have little experience in antique identification, and such people are often the targets of the shopkeeper's madness.

"The two guests want to see something, there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings from all dynasties in our store." The owner is an old man in his sixties who looks very shrewd.

"Let's take a look, you don't have to say hello." Wang Zhi said casually, pulling Lin Xueyan to look at it slowly, Wang Zhi knows that this antique street is a mixed place, and it is also a place for many antique lovers to find treasures.

Lin Xueyan didn't understand this at all, he picked up this for a while, and picked up that for a while, quite like a curious baby, while Wang Zhi swept around casually with his eyes to see if he could find a few really good things.

Suddenly, Wang Zhi was attracted by a landscape painting hanging in the corner of the wall, it was a very ordinary calligraphy and painting, the calligraphy and painting were a little rough in terms of style and painting workmanship, but Wang Zhi knew this painting, it was an authentic antique-level calligraphy and painting.

Pretending to look at it casually again, Wang Zhi inadvertently turned to the front of the calligraphy and painting, looked at it again, and saw a small ink mark in the upper right corner of the calligraphy and painting, and affirmed his thoughts.

The paper of this painting is made of hemp paper produced in Sichuan, although it looks rough, but it is the authentic work of Huang Tingjian, a famous painter of the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Boss, how do you buy this painting?" Wang Zhi pointed to the painting in front of him indifferently and asked with a grin.

"Yo, you have a good eye, this painting is a treasure of our store, and it is a great antique," the boss gushed in.

Looking at the boss's posture that this painting is the treasure of the store and ordinary people will never take out, Wang Zhi waved his hand impatiently and said: "Forget it, when I didn't say it, I just looked at this painting and looked a little bit there, and ordinary beginners can refer to it and ask casually." ”

"Hey, hey." Hearing Wang Zhi's words, the shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "The guest is smiling, since you have taken a fancy to it, so let's do it, the price is two thousand." ”

"Two thousand, just such a broken picture." Wang Zhi pursed his lips disdainfully, took out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket at random, slapped them on the table and said, "Five hundred, love to sell or not." ”

"Here's more." The boss rubbed his hands and said with a shy face, he couldn't see the origin of this painting, but from the perspective of the painter, it was definitely not a famous artist's work, at most it was a bit of an age, and it was hard to say that it was from that era.

"No." Wang Zhi said decisively, then picked up the money on the table and said, "Don't sell it." ”

"Sell, I can't sell it." Seeing that Wang Zhi was going to put away the money, the boss didn't care anymore, and hurriedly grabbed it, and greeted with a mouth, anyway, when he took it, the painting was only given twenty yuan, and five hundred also made a lot of money.

After buying the painting, Wang Zhi also quickly pulled Lin Xueyan away, looking at the back of Wang Zhi leaving in a hurry, the shopkeeper said with some suspicion: "Is that painting still famous?" ”

At this time, Lin Xueyan also asked Wang Zhi again: "Why did you fall in love with that painting, it's not good." When Wang Zhi bought a painting just now, Lin Xueyan wanted to ask, but she was quite smart and knew that it was not appropriate to talk more at that time, otherwise if Wang Zhi really took a fancy to a genuine product, it would inevitably cost a lot of unjust money.

500 yuan to buy Huang Tingjian's authentic work, Wang Zhi's mood is very good, if this painting is given to people who know the goods, it can definitely be sold for more than 4 million, you must know that this is Huang Tingjian's work before he became famous, but it has great collection value and research value.

"Hehe, I've found a treasure today." Wang Zhi said to Lin Xueyan while casually meaning silver: "Hehe, don't look at this painting is not very good, he is a real antique." ”

"Really, how did you see it, could it be a mistake, I don't think so." Lin Xueyan was puzzled.

"How did I see it, naturally I saw it with my own eyes, this painting was specially painted for me by Huang Tingjian's kid, but it was really not very good at that time." Wang Zhi thought badly in his heart, Huang Tingjian was only sixteen years old at that time, and Wang Zhi happened to save his surname at that time, so he personally made a painting for Wang Zhi, and the ink in the upper right corner of the painting was accidentally rubbed by Wang Zhi.

However, Wang Zhi didn't dare to say this, but said casually perfunctorily: "Luck, luck." ”

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