Imperial Treasure Celestial Master

The second day of coming to Changji was a fruitful day. Even if he didn't pick up any mistakes, even if he didn't get any money, Wang Ke still felt that today was worth it.In his eyes, Zhao Menfeng definitely belongs to the kind of expert who is well-educated and talented, and he feels that he has benefited a lot from the content explained to him throughout the afternoon.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Menfeng, who felt that the explanation was about the same, looked at Wang Ke's attentive appearance and said with a smile: "Okay, as the saying goes: You can't become a big fat man with one bite. Let's stop here today! But, I need to assign you a task."

Wang Kelai was fascinated by what he heard, but when he heard Zhao Menfeng say so much, although he was a little reluctant, he could only agree.

"Old Zhao, what mission?" Wang Ke asked curiously.

Zhao Menfeng said: "After you go back this time, on the one hand, you must carefully read the book I gave you, and on the other hand, you must also familiarize yourself with the manuscripts of the 24 histories and the Qing history. You must have the energy to be firm on antiques, so you must also read books on various antique appraisals. Remember what I said? Appraisal of antiques is the first step, without this first step of appraisal, everything is nonsense."

Wang Ke respectfully stood up from the chair, nodded and said, "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely follow the instructions and read all kinds of books carefully, trying to let myself learn more knowledge."

Zhao Menfeng nodded, stood up from the chair, and said, "Wait here for a few minutes, I'll go upstairs to get something."

Wang Ke looked at Zhao Menfeng's back, his eyes slowly lit up.

Does Mr. Zhao have anything good for himself?Is it a book about magical instruments?Or about something else baby?

A few minutes later, Mr. Zhao returned from the second floor again. At this moment, he stood in front of Wang Ke with a stack of printing paper in his hand, and then said with a smile: "Wang Ke, I have ten more printing papers here. If you can memorize the content of [-] words within three days, then come and learn from me again in three days. If you can’t memorize it within three days, then you don’t need to learn from me, and you don’t have to come again. Remember Are you staying?"

[-] words?

Wang Ke felt a little funny, and while reaching out to take ten sheets of printing paper, he also smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao, it's no problem. The words of the old man are imperial edicts, only [-] characters. Let alone three days, I can do it in one day..."

His words stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face froze.

At this moment, his eyes had already landed on the content of the topmost piece of printing paper, and that content shocked him.

After quickly observing all the contents on the ten sheets of printing paper, Wang Ke looked at Zhao Menfeng in puzzlement.Of the [-] characters on the ten sheets of printing paper, none of a sentence is a complete sentence, there is no punctuation, and there are no paragraphs. from.

"Mr. Zhao,...is it correct? What is this about?" Wang Ke asked hesitantly.

Zhao Menfeng said resolutely: "That's right, that's it, three days."

After saying this, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm tired, if you have no other questions, go back first!"

Wang Ke could see Zhao Menfeng's determination, so he had no choice but to agree.

After leaving the antique trading market, Wang Ke found a bank and remitted 5 yuan to the landlord, which was a matter of peace.

In a remote corner outside the bank, Wang Ke took out his mobile phone and dialed the mobile number of the middle-aged landlord.

"Hello, who is it?" The voice of the middle-aged landlord came from the mobile phone.

"Landlord, I'm Wang Ke." Wang Ke said with a smile.

The laughter of the middle-aged landlord came over: "Xiao Wang! How is it? Have you arrived in Changji? Be alone there, pay attention to safety, take care of yourself, and call me if you have any difficulties."

Wang Ke didn't say the purpose of his call, but the middle-aged landlord's words filled his heart with warmth.

"Landlord, I'm alright here. I found a job and learned from a senior. By the way, I'm calling you because I need to tell you something."

"Okay, okay, I knew you were promising, and I was right. I just went out for the second day, and I found a job so quickly. Tell me what you want!" The middle-aged landlord laughed heartily.

Wang Ke said: "Landlord, do you still remember the incense burner I bought from you a few days ago? That incense burner is actually a magic weapon. I didn't know it at the beginning, but I found out after finding a master appraiser. Landlord, I have already sold that incense burner, a total of 10 yuan. Just now I transferred 5 yuan to your account, and I can’t give you all the money, so I will make my own decision and let’s split it equally!”

The middle-aged landlord on the other end of the phone was stunned. He never dreamed that the broken incense burner that had been placed on the Eight Immortals table in his house for many years turned out to be a magic weapon.

Magic weapon!

It was a legendary object. He had only heard of it before, but he had never seen it.

After being dazed for a while, he came back to his senses, and said decisively: "Wang Ke, I have already sold that incense burner to you, let alone a magic weapon, even if it is a magic weapon, it is yours, and I have nothing to do with it." It doesn't matter. So I can't take the money, give me your account number, and I have to send the money back to you."

Wang Ke had expected that the middle-aged landlord would say this a long time ago, and he had already thought about the countermeasures. He laughed a few times, and said lightly: "Landlord, you should know what kind of person I am. If you just let me Taking advantage for nothing, I am afraid that I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life. After all, the censer belongs to your family, and I can earn 5 yuan from it. It is intentional to let me suffer the condemnation of my conscience for the rest of my life! So, no matter what, you have to accept the money, or you have to accept it if you don’t. From your understanding, I know that you will not let me fall into the infamy of injustice middle."

The middle-aged landlord was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Ke to say such a thing.

He knew Wang Ke better and knew that Wang Ke was a real young man, but what he said was too serious, right?

"This...I..."

Wang Ke said with a smile: "Landlord, I've finished what I have to say. If you really don't want the money, just throw it into the river. I'll call you the money and we'll settle it. How to deal with it has nothing to do with me. If there is nothing else, then I will hang up first, and I will have something to do later. "

Not giving the middle-aged landlord a chance to speak, Wang Ke reached out and hung up the phone.

Because he came to Changji City, his previous mobile phone number could no longer be used, otherwise the long-distance calls would cost him a lot of money.After finding a place to buy a new mobile phone card, Wang Ke called his parents and told them that he had come to Changji City and that he had found a job, so there was no need to worry them.

Of course, Wang Ke also made up a story to cover up the 5 yuan sent back a few days ago, so that his parents can use the money with peace of mind.

Baishan is filial first, it is not easy for his parents to drag him down, now that he has grown up, it is time for him to be filial to his parents.

On the way back to Li Ruoxi's villa, Wang Ke bought daily necessities in a supermarket along the way, and hurried back.

Back at the villa, Aunt Song was cooking dinner, Wang Ke greeted her quickly, and got into his room.

He can't waste a minute and a second anymore, he must memorize the contents of the ten sheets of printing paper given to him by Mr. Zhao Menfeng as quickly as possible, and finally find a teacher with rich knowledge and great things , He is not willing to be refused to impart knowledge because of his uselessness.

The sound of reciting loudly echoed in Wang Ke's room.

The content composed of countless words that are irrelevant to each other and cannot be made into a sentence at all gave Wang Ke a headache, but there is no way, this is his task, and it is also the assessment of Zhao Menfeng and Mr. Zhao. Judging whether the woodcarving is the authenticity of the magic weapon is the kind of test that I can cheat by relying on my supernatural eyes, but now, I have to play with real guns and memorize the contents of a full [-] words by rote. down.

At dinner time, Aunt Song came to call Wang Ke, but Wang Ke took the time to recite, and told Aunt Song directly that he was not hungry, and he would just go out and get something to eat when he was hungry.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Ruoxi, who was dressed in casual clothes, stretched her waist and walked down from the second floor. She had already dealt with the company's affairs through online video, and even arranged for the next few days. There is no need for her to continue working if it is a matter, or an emergency.

"Strange, what happened to him today? I heard from Aunt Song that he locked himself in the room and recited things after he came back. Could it be that he is learning English?" Li Ruoxi quietly came to Wang Ke's closed door with a puzzled expression. Outside, the ears were lightly pressed against the door.

Half a minute later, a strange expression appeared on her beautiful face.

What is this reciting?If the foreword does not match the afterword, it will not be in tune at all.

"This guy is not crazy, is he?"

Li Ruoxi stayed for a while, then shook her head with a wry smile and left.

She didn't bother Wang Ke, because she knew that since Wang Ke was reciting something, as long as he was not stupid, it would be very useful to him.

Time is like running water, passing by in a hurry.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Wang Ke was able to recite the previous two thousand words by virtue of his strong memory.

Stretching comfortably, Wang Ke showed confidence on his face.

In three days, reciting [-] words is enough time.

This night, he didn't have dinner, because he had consumed too much energy today, so after reciting the first two thousand words, he washed up and went to bed.

Early the next morning, when Wang Ke woke up from his sleep, he felt that something happened that made him lose his confidence last night.

After rote memorizing the first [-] words last night, I forgot more than half of them after a good night's sleep.

"What kind of cheating assessment is this? Memorizing such unnutritious things by rote makes my head hurt!" Wang Ke rubbed his temples with a sad face, then grabbed the information again in desperation, and persisted. After many years of cultivating zhenqi without doing it, I continued to memorize it by rote.