Chapter 6: The Clever Pill in the Dream

The first time he sold goods alone, Wang Fan was still a little unskilled, looking at the things in his hand, not to mention that the stone was himself, he felt that everything might be really inappropriate, so the more he said, the quieter his voice became, and the more he said, the more he had no confidence!

But it's not surprising to think about it, the stone is also in a bad mood, and it is said by the way, in this world, how can there be goods that can make people rich and handsome?

"Big brother, I think everything is good, I see that you are familiar, or I will buy them all? Anyway, this membership card is inexplicable! Let's just use them all! ”

Wang Fan looked at the empty eyes of the stone, and could see that the light rain hit him quite hard, making him indifferent. Think about letting him buy something, so that he can feel better, and get out of the light rain as soon as possible to hit him?

"You haven't graduated from college yet? This smart pill is only five points per pill, you can buy this, and you can become a top student at worst! Haha......"

Among a pile of goods, Wang Fan chose one that he thought was the cheapest and most affordable goods, and then handed it to the stone very sincerely: "With it, money will roll in in the future, and knowledge equals money!" ”

Wang Fan was a little proud, and handed over the black pill to the stone, and the stone muttered: "Time equals money!" ”

"Can I drink alcohol here? I'm panicking! ”

Shi said with a hollow look in his eyes, Wang Fan looked at him and was quite decadent, and hurriedly took a bottle of cold beer to him: "Five yuan, this is an ordinary commodity that needs to be traded in cash!" ”

"There is no hurdle that cannot be passed, a person's life is very long, and a good life is ahead, don't you see that you bought a smart pill? I will definitely be able to become a top student in the future! ”

Zhang Xiang smiled and comforted the stone, now the stone just wanted to talk to a stranger, maybe what to buy was not important to him at all.

Smart pills? I just look at this thing cheap, the name is good, I hope to find something good for the stone!

After the transaction was completed, when Wang Fan looked at the stone and left, the red wind chimes rang, so strange, they were all hung at the entrance of the supermarket, why did the other two wind chimes not move?

"My head hurts! How did I get to my dorm bed? Why is the smart pill I bought missing? The stone touched his head and asked the classmates around him puzzled, but it attracted a roll of the eyes of the brother on the other side.

"You guy, you sleep when you're drunk, and you still buy smart pills? I slept like a dead pig last night, and the snoring was noisy! ”

Listening to his brother's words, the stone smiled embarrassedly, but the dream last night was too strange, but in this world, only the dream was sold in a smart pill!

Wang Fan had already returned to the basement at this time, he tossed many times after the stone left, walking around under the wind chime, it was really strange, every time no matter how much he moved, it was the red wind chime that sounded.

But I clearly remember that on the first day in the supermarket, the yellow and blue wind chimes also rang, and last night business was not good, and he only received one member guest from the stone, and he found that only the transaction of member guests could increase his performance.

This supermarket is really strange, isn't it money that ordinary customers trade? This supermarket makes it too clear that there is a clear distinction between member customers and ordinary customers, which is serious hierarchical discrimination!

Wang Fan was a little unhappy in his heart, but he was just complaining! He fell asleep quickly after work!

The sky is so bright and so wide

The love is so rippling, and the heart is so wavering

The song is so melodious, and the song is so crazy

……

Wang Fan was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, turned on the light in the basement, answered the phone, and learned that the identification results of the flower and bird map came out, and the auction house invited him to go there, saying that there was a small problem with the flower and bird picture.

"Mr. Wang, I'm really sorry to invite you to come over, we want to know the origin of this flower and bird picture, because in this painting, there are a few things that can't be explained at all, we want to ask for advice!"

The auction house introduced this time attached great importance to Wang Fan's picture of flowers and birds, and invited three or four experts with deep knowledge in the industry, some of whom were in their fifties and sixties, and they surrounded the painting in the middle, shaking their heads and tails one by one, as if they had encountered some problem.

"Mr. Wang, this is the most authoritative professor in the industry who has specially invited the capital to study flowers, birds, and landscapes!"

"This is Mr. Chen, a well-known archaeologist in China, and this is the chief appraiser of this auction house!"

This is a specially vacated conference room, those professors and experts who were originally looking around the picture of flowers and birds, as soon as they heard that the owner of the painting was coming, they all showed strange smiles on their faces, and some even looked at Wang Fan from top to bottom, and showed interested smiles.

Those smiles made Wang Fan feel very strange, he was just selling a painting, as for making people so curious?

"Mr. Wang is not very old, and I am more curious about how you got this picture of flowers and birds!" As soon as Wang Fan sat down, the first person who couldn't resist asking questions was the forty-year-old professor of archaeology Chen who wore gold wire eyes.

He had the most doubts about this painting, he had never seen such a strange and inexplicable thing in his more than 20 years of archaeology, so after seeing the owner of the painting, he was the first to ask.

"Flowers and birds have nothing to do with age, right?"

Wang Fan chuckled in his heart, and the auction house also asked him about the source of the painting, but he couldn't think of a good idea at that time, so he only said that his friend asked him to consign it. Because you can't tell people that you are buying a discounted product at the supermarket?

In fact, at the beginning, Wang Fan just wanted to ask the gallery to appraise it, because he always felt that this painting was not ordinary, saying that it looked like a modern painting, but the paper of the painting scroll was very special, and he had never seen it, but when he said that it was an antiquity, Wang Fan felt that he couldn't believe it, after all, he bought it himself.

But I was in the Three Realms Supermarket, and I had already encountered a lot of incomprehensible things, and this one was not bad!

"It's me who is abrupt, is this painting your family heirloom?"

Professor Chen pushed his gold-wire glasses with his hand, and then tentatively asked Wang Fan a word, but it made him vigilant, if he said that this was his family heirloom, it was sure that this painting was an ancient painting, but only he knew that this picture scroll was bought in a supermarket, which should be impossible.

"This is my friend who bought it, and then asked me to consign it, I don't know the specifics, is there a problem with this painting?"

Wang Fan thought about it for a while, this painting was originally just wanted to be sold to Mr. Chen, who likes flowers and birds, and it was he who took the painting to the auction house to ask for appraisal, but he was just curious, so he did not object.

But when I came here today, I saw that the auction house was so big, and a large group of experts and scholars were invited to study this painting, which is really puzzling!

Isn't it like he himself guessed? Just an ordinary landscape painting from a modern era?

"This painting is a bit strange, from the seal and artistic conception of this painting, several of us agree that it is the true work of Mr. Yujian in the Qing Dynasty!"

Professor Chen's face was serious, and the other people were also silent, but they looked very strange, it is said that a few people can identify the authenticity and provenance of a picture scroll, it is a very happy thing, they are so good at such an expression, Wang Fan screamed in his heart that something is wrong!

"But, however, when the paper of this painting is taken for testing, the conclusion is that there is no such thing as a picture scroll that is hundreds of years old at all, and if you do long, it will only be within ten years, so this painting may be fake!"

That Professor Gao finally couldn't help it at this time, he had never seen such a strange thing in his appraisal of calligraphy for so many years! Obviously, from any point of view, it is the authentic handiwork of Mr. Yujian, but there is a problem on the paper that is the easiest to fake!

Because the paper has not been preserved for hundreds of years at all, just like modern calligraphy, there is no trace of time at all!

There must be a demon when things go wrong, so the auction house had to invite Wang Fan to learn about the origin of this painting, if it is really a genuine work, how to explain the problem of paper? If it is fake, how can it be so fake?

Wang Fan was stunned, he finally understood the meaning of these professors, which meant that he was a high-fidelity calligraphy and painting, and the degree of simulation was not a trace of forgery except for the paper painted, which was more real than the real handwriting!

How the hell is that? My painting was obviously bought in the Three Realms Supermarket, it is a product discounted by members, and at most it is a modern painting, who has ever seen the antiques of the Qing Dynasty sold in the supermarket? It can only be said that this painting has a high degree of simulation!

"I see, so this painting is worthless? Or is there no auction value, can I take it back? ”

It would be false to say that he was not disappointed, Wang Fan originally hoped to be able to exchange for a few thousand yuan, or a few hundred yuan, after all, he remembered that Qin Han asked what he wanted, and he said that he was most short of money, so Qin Han let him choose this painting, could it be that Qin Han lied to him?

At that time, Qin Han gave him the feeling that he didn't look like he was joking with him at all, I don't know why, Wang Fan always had a feeling that Qin Han was very mysterious, although the Three Realms Supermarket looked very ordinary, but he had a feeling in his heart that the supermarket was not simple!

"No, that's not what it means, given that your situation is a bit special, the auction house has a proposal, can we handle this painting, and the auction house will give you a satisfactory price?"

Speaking of which, this is the ultimate goal of the auction house, Wang Fan's eyes swept over them one by one, and he already understood in his heart that as long as the paper distressing technology is excellent, several experts can be sure that this is the authentic work of Mr. Yujian in the Qing Dynasty.

"Okay, how much are you going to give me?"