Chapter 195: Hanging

Scan nine items and consume three days of health.

Xiao Qi's speed was very fast, and only Chu Xian could see the blue light flashed, and in just three seconds, it presented the information of the nine items to Chu Xian one by one.

It's all true!

In an instant, Chu Xian's eyes when she looked at the fourth master changed.

That's amazing! It's amazing!

If she wants to distinguish the authenticity of antique calligraphy and paintings, she has to rely on Xiao Qi while burning her life to do it.

But the fourth master, he just looked at it casually, and then simply picked and chosen......

She can use her own life as a guarantee, and the fourth master will definitely not spend more than half a cup of tea on a single item.

It's so rebellious!

The good-looking peach blossom eyes were lit up in an instant, as if they contained infinite starlight, and the eyes that looked at the young man were extremely adoring: "Fourth master, how can you tell the difference?" Is it good to teach Xian'er? ”

She really can't wait to be with the fourth master every time she comes to Liuli Factory in the future.

Compared with the five grids that can only be faked and cannot be distinguished, the fourth master is a must-have for the real antique shop!

If she can often come to the antique shop with the fourth master for a walk, what is there to worry about her 164,000 taels of tasks?

As soon as the fourth master makes a move, the genuine product is 100%!

This eyesight beat her fourth brother in all directions.

"Ask the fourth master to teach Xian'er." Chu Xian knew in her heart that the fourth master would follow the court to listen to the government in the future, and maybe it wouldn't be long before he would be arranged by Kangxi on an errand, and it was impossible for him to come to the antique shop with her every time.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

If the fourth master can teach her, it will also be excellent.

Chu Xian's well-behaved, delicate and expectant appearance is really cute, no matter who sees it, it is difficult to refuse this extremely beautiful little face.

But the fourth master still shook his head slightly, and his tone was as cold as usual: "Don't bother, the master won't teach you." ”

"Why?" Chu Xian saw him walking out, and hurriedly asked Qing'er to pay the silver to catch up.

Nine antiques that were sold as fakes by the shop were worth a total of four hundred taels of silver.

"You're not this material, you can't learn it." The fourth master continued to walk forward, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and soon pressed down again.

Chu Xian followed like a little tail: "Actually, Xian'er is very easy to learn." What books do you say you need to read, I will read them carefully word by word. ”

He stood still and put his hands behind his back, unfathomable: "Even if you memorize all the books in the study, you won't be able to learn." ”

As they spoke, the two entered another antique shop next to them.

Chu Xian didn't give up yet, and followed him and watched with his eyes.

The fourth master looked at her little milk dog-like eyes, and said helplessly: "If you want to learn to distinguish antiques, it is better to buy them directly by feeling, maybe you can get one." ”

"What do you mean by that? Don't look down on people like this! Chu Xian lowered her business and roared, like a humiliated little milk cat stretching out her paws.

"I'm so studious and motivated, if you don't encourage it, it's okay, and you have to crack down." Chu Xian was a little depressed and touched her nose: "Why is it like my fourth brother, so unwilling to see me learn things?" ”

Originally, the fourth master didn't want to say anything more, but after listening to her muttering sentence, he spoke patiently: "Eyesight is a feeling, to put it bluntly." If you don't know about antiques, you can still get them right, but if you do, you will see all the real ones as fake. ”

"My cousin is coaxing again, obviously I don't want to teach, but I want to find so many reasons." A soft girl's voice sounded behind her, and she listened to it gently.

Chu Xian turned her face and saw Tong Jia Muzhen wearing a pink coat.