The Witcher: Synthesize Everything

Chapter 12
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Three days passed in a flash.

Lin Suo's figure wandered around various antique shops, buying fake antiques of the elves from various antique shops at a low price by exposing them.

As for how to determine, the store is selling fakes.

All he has to do is pretend not to understand Elven language and show his admiration for Elven culture.

Ninety-nine percent of the stores will give him a set of fake elf antiques.

Scanned more than a dozen antique shops in a row.

Expensive hardware.

Purchased 38 pieces of pottery ancient elf jars in different appearances.

Sometimes it's good, it's all fake.

Lin Suo smirked, and synthesized and ate a large number of books written in Elvish that he bought elsewhere.

Elvish +3 (6/100)

Foreign Language Crash Dafa!

It's a pity that only the language aspect can be quickly achieved by using tricks.

Strengthen the breaking limit to +3, which is already a purple level. Like Padolon's common language, various derivative applications of this language, allusions and idioms in the family, can be used with great proficiency.

Including the ancient version, the most orthodox ancient elf language, he can also perfectly interpret it, starting from the techniques, diction, and habits.

Then use the method of [Superposition Synthesis].

While strengthening the quality of the antique earthen jar, change the details according to your wishes, and add traces of time.

De-yellowing it and adding a little dirt that goes deep into the pottery.

The imitation is perfect.

The antique crock made with great effort wasted, and there is a sacrificial oracle written in ancient elf language outside, indicating that this thing is used to sacrifice to the elf mother tree.

Then sketch a hidden royal symbol.

As a buyer's "blood earning" surprise.

"Perfect!"

Turning this flawless antique, Lin Suo thought about it, and disguised himself as a passing traveler on a boat.

Find the antique shop that fooled him into buying the nine-piece set of ancient elves.

【Uncle John's Antique Store】

The owner of this store is a villain who is extremely greedy for money, and it is precisely because of this that he has a negligible desire for revenge.

Lin Suo came to the door, lowered the brim of his hat, and his voice was dry and hoarse.

Bang bang bang.

The old and classic wooden display cabinet was knocked.

Old John stood up from under the counter wearing a wooden monocle, his impatient expression changed instantly when he touched the antique crock.

Obsessedly approaching the earthen jar, he observed it carefully.

"The textures, fonts, paintings, including the style of sacrificial texts all match."

"How much do you want to sell?"

Lin Suo rolled his eyes, and he didn't seem to recognize him.

He didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to sign a five.

Old John went into a rage on the spot, his voice was like a sharp and impatient child.

"Fifty thousand gold? That's too much, and your antique is not without flaws."

"The clay it uses is not quite like the high-quality star soil. The color of the pottery is not pure enough, and the golden spots have turned black, although it may be affected by time factors."

"But the real star soil has golden spots like gold, which are difficult to remove. This product is not perfect and not worth so much."

Lin Suo silently remembered this, and never mentioned that the black spots that penetrated into the pottery were dirt, not changes brought about by decay...

Hoarse voice.

"Then how much did you say?"

Old John hesitated for a while, then subtracted a zero.

"Five thousand?"

Five thousand gold is actually very much in line with Lin Suo's psychological base price, selling fifty thousand is too whimsical.

The antiques of the ancient elves, even if they are valuable, have not reached this point. The price of a perfect product is between 2 and 3.

If it is a sacrificial vessel of the royal family, the price must exceed one hundred thousand.

With Old John's greedy character, he would definitely make a lot of money by paying this price. Lin Suo didn't care about reasoning and fighting hard, and the final price was set at [-] gold coins.

It was Lin Suo who accidentally knocked down the earthen jar, and was "coincidentally" caught by Old John, and "coincidentally" saw the royal family's special symbol at the bottom.

Only then did he change his tune and gave Lin Suo an unregistered gold ticket, which could be exchanged for gold coins at any bank in the Dandong Empire.

This is a policy introduced by the imperial merchants to seize the wealth of the empire, invest in various industries, and wait until they start to make profits, and then slowly withdraw their capital.

It can be regarded as a capitalless investment, with policy support, plus the government-run industry itself is the ruler, and relatives are in charge of the operation, and it has never lost money.

In the long run, get richer and richer.

I heard that in the near future, the empire will issue banknotes to recycle gold and silver and enrich the treasury.

Back to the topic.

No matter where the antique industry is, it has been open for three years.

After finishing this vote, Lin Suo didn't plan to continue in a short time.

And Uncle John Antiques.

Old John took out the magnifying glass and observed it inch by inch against the earthen pot, quite admiringly.

With his channel, this thing can be sold at ten times the price, earning [-] in blood!
There are as many as his entire antique shop.

Laughing at that stupid idiot who didn't know what to buy, and sold the sacrificial vessels of the ancient elf royal family cheaply, his heart was bubbling with beauty.

Suddenly, he sniffed the smell of the earthen pot and felt familiar.

It seems to have smelled it somewhere.

He was sure, it was in his shop.

"What is it? It's strange..."

"and many more!"

Old John got down on his knees, took out the imitation antique elf pot from the bottom of the counter, and sniffed it suspiciously.

"God bastard!!!!"

"I want rotten dermatitis!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Wait for him to rush to the nearest bank.

When moving out that string of familiar numbers.

The staff kindly told him that the account was empty.

He staggered suddenly, and wanted to report the case to the arbitration committee.

The wrinkled face suddenly unfolded.

He is not going!

Instead, he went to a flower shop, bought all kinds of flowers, and went to the pharmacy to buy some herbal powder. He became cheerful, and his steps were extremely brisk.

In secret, Lin Suo changed into a suit and carried two handbags, witnessing the changes of Old John the whole time.

I understand.

There is room for improvement in taste and texture.

the next day.

After staying in a hotel for an extra night, Lin Suo hid the gold coins and went to the housing department with half of the funds.

Purchased two properties as Rhine Lin.

One in the Phil District and one in the Mixed-Blood District.

The former is used as a safe house, and after storing a large amount of living materials, it is directly closed.

The latter is a permanent resident, wandering in the market.

Start to build relationships with neighbors and deal with them.

A set of procedures cost five thousand gold, and half of the money was spent before it was warmed up.

The money came easily, but he didn't feel much about it.

The house in the mixed-race area is a small three-story building with an antique flavor. On the first floor, he plans to use it to run a bookstore and create himself a master of language.

The second floor is temporarily a place to practice breathing, and the third floor is used for living.

There is money in the pocket, so everything is not rushed.

It wasn't until half a month later that I gained a firm foothold on this street and met some people.

The bookstore is also officially open.

There are classic books of various races. Lin Suo made several sets of movable type printing molds, bought paper from the factory, and revised them into volumes by himself.

Except for the sample book, which cost him some money, the rest was all from his liver. By the way, he learned the orc language, aristocratic etiquette, the common language of the sea clan, and so on.

(End of this chapter)