super sensory appraiser

Ever since Fang Feiyang spent 1 yuan to buy a treasure map of the imperial treasury of the Late Qing Dynasty, he began to thank guests behind closed doors, studying the mysteries of this map at home day and night.

He took these four porcelain plate paintings into high-definition photos and uploaded them to the computer.

Another jigsaw puzzle software was downloaded from the Internet.

Fang Feiyang played the "tangram" jigsaw puzzle game alone in front of the computer. This map is easy to put together, and the number of pieces is small, only four pieces. Rotating and matching in turn is a maximum of sixteen spelling methods, and then filtering out those obvious route patterns. The spelling that is not on the number will soon give a correct answer.

However, more headaches also followed.

The land of China is so large, with a land area of ​​more than 900 million square meters from east to west, from east to west, from north to south, what proportion is this small treasure map drawn, and what province and city's jurisdiction area does it correspond to? And know.

From the treasure map, it can only be seen that the last treasury treasure of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was hidden in a place with mountains and water by the emperor's confidants.

On Fang Feiyang's desk were three printed atlases, all of which were thumbnail maps of mountains, rivers and rivers all over the country. After more than ten days of comparing them one by one, they couldn't find any that matched the route of the treasure map. .

"Hey, if this continues, the treasure will not be found, and the knowledge of national geography will be relearned."

Fang Feiyang nestled in his apartment building and looked at the piles of colorful maps on the desk, feeling his head swell.

"Forget about the treasure, let's put it aside in advance, let's go out for a stroll today, and compare maps like this aimlessly, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack..."

Thinking of this, Fang Feiyang decided to give himself a day off. Anyway, deciphering this treasure map is not a matter of a day or two.

After going downstairs, Fang Feiyang walked along the quiet path outside the community to soothe his mind.

Walking and walking, Fang Feiyang came to the vicinity of Song Longshan's villa.

"Hey, I came to the master's house without knowing it. Since you are here, let's go in and see the old man."

As soon as Fang Feiyang approached the villa, he heard a forceful barking of a dog, the voice had a faint charm of a king.

"It's Simba the Lion King..."

Fang Feiyang quickened his pace excitedly, and walked into the villa.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a group of golden Tibetan mastiff rushing towards Fang Feiyang's feet.

This Tibetan mastiff was bought by Fang Feiyang in his hometown Fengcheng during the Chinese New Year. At that time, Fang Feiyang, Zhang Guashan, and Su Yazhi happened to pass by a flower and bird market and bought two Tibetan mastiff cubs from an old man in the northwest.

Simba is just one of them, and the other is called Nana.

Our Boss Fang must have watched too many cartoons The Lion King when he was a child, so he named the two Tibetan mastiffs Simba and Nana, and gave them baby kisses since childhood. Accompany" future daughter-in-law.

In fact, Fang Feiyang called this male Tibetan mastiff "Simba" because he found that the hair of this young mastiff became more and more golden with age, and a dense mane had begun to grow around the neck of the Tibetan mastiff. The hair, the height at the shoulder is almost 10 cm, there is also hair between the toes, from the upper part of the claw to the upper back of the dog's leg, there is scarlet hair, and the claw is tightly wrapped like a lion's claw.

Especially the shiny golden hair, with a tail shaped like a chrysanthemum in the sun and placed on the back, looking absolutely elegant and mighty.

In addition, this little Tibetan mastiff is unknown to others, but Fang Feiyang knows it very well.

Little Simba is the mastiff king in the future. When he grows up and is placed on the grassland, he will be the master of wild wolves who will drive far more when they see him.

Simba's eyes are also a rare golden color. The triangular eyeballs are partially hidden in the upper eyelids. When looking at people, they have that kind of image that is not angry but powerful, and the domineering of the king is becoming more and more obvious.

Since Fang Feiyang was on a business trip in the capital Yanjing in the previous stage, his little Simba has been kept in the villa of his master Song Longshan. On the other hand, the old man's villa has a large area and is a separate courtyard, and he raises a small Tibetan mastiff More than enough in the yard.

Fang Feiyang came over every now and then to see the little lion king and tease him.

Recently, our Boss Fang has devoted himself to researching the treasure map at home, and has not gone out for two weeks. Today, seeing Little Simba, he couldn't help playing with it for a while.

"Hey, Simba, where is your wife, did you get into a fight, why did you come out alone?"

Fang Feiyang squatted on the ground while rubbing Simba's thick and fluffy hair, while laughing and joking at it.

I don't know whether Simba understood Fang Feiyang's words, or it was comfortable under Fang Feiyang's stroking and scratching. This nearly four-month-old Tibetan Mastiff closed its eyes and snuggled up to Fang Feiyang's feet, as if looking for comfort.

At this time, hearty laughter came from the balcony upstairs.

"Master, you are at home,"

Fang Feiyang looked up, and the old man was holding on to the railing of the balcony with both hands, watching Fang Feiyang talking with a puppy with great interest.

Song Longshan said: "Yes, I was reading the newspaper and basking in the sun when I heard you talking to little Simba downstairs."

"hey-hey..."

Fang Feiyang smiled embarrassingly.

Song Longshan raised his hand to look at the time, and said: "It's almost noon, let's eat here today, I'll ask someone to add two more dishes, and drink some wine with me."

"Okay, old man..."

Fang Feiyang was also polite and readily agreed.

Chatting with the old man in the study, and soon it was lunch time, Song Longshan asked Fang Feiyang what he was up to recently, Fang Feiyang originally planned to tell the old man the truth about the four porcelain paintings, but after a second thought, Before you find the corresponding modern map, don't tell the master.

Anyone who hears this kind of thing will find it very miraculous. There is no such coincidence in this world.

At noon, the old and the young chatted while eating, and unknowingly drank a bottle of old Moutai.

Little Simba got under the table to join in the fun while they were eating, Fang Feiyang fed it a small cup of Moutai, unexpectedly, the little dog king drank it with great relish, smashed his mouth, stretched out his tongue as if Unfinished business.

In the afternoon, Fang Feiyang played around at the old man's house, and soon spent half a day.

When it was time for the old man to take a nap, Fang Feiyang led Little Simba out for a walk.

While walking, suddenly a Toyota domineering SUV stopped against the green belt on the side of the road.

"Hey, Feiyang is really you. I thought I was mistaken. I didn't expect you to have this hobby. You are walking your dog alone."

The black domineering window rolled down immediately, and a familiar voice came from the cab.

Fang Feiyang turned his head and saw that it was Li Guorong who was looking at him with a smile.