Hehehe.
It’s up to you whether I believe it or not.
Believe it or not.
Lin Jianmao ruffled the little girl's hair into a mess before he withdrew his hand with satisfaction: "Okay. Be careful. If you need anything, tell me and I will help you find it. Don't take risks on your own."
"I know. Look at how you rubbed my hair. It's all greasy. You should be more careful."
Lin Yian thought about it and decided to teach Lin Jianmao another skill. An old and hoarse voice sounded in the room: "Second brother, I know a little bit of ventriloquism. Do you want to learn it?"
This...this sound!
Lin Yian coughed twice and returned to his original voice: "I can only change into three or four different voices now, but this method hurts my throat and cannot be used often. Do you want to learn it?"
This happened in her previous life when she was in college and she met a ventriloquist by chance. Unfortunately, she only learned the basics.
"study!"
Lin Jianmao was eager to try: "Ah Ci, do you know how to shrink bones?"
No one knows a brother better than his sister.
As soon as Lin Yian heard it, he knew where Lin Jianmao's imagination was going: "No. It's already amazing that I can do these two things. If you want to learn, you need to take care of your voice for a few days before you start. Also, you need to find the first voice you want to learn, which will also be the one you master best..."
Lin Jianmao quickly took out a small notebook to record the points that Lin Yian mentioned.
After a while, Lin Yian left with a white shirt and a blue skirt in her hands.
When Lin Yi'an received it, her first impression was that the second brother had really good taste. It was at least better than the pink hairpin given by the eldest brother. It was a pity that he was only a dealer...
evening.
Lin Yian came to the cowshed again and recited the history of the last two dynasties to Mr. Li, and successfully passed the spot check.
Mr. Li stroked his beard with satisfaction and said, "You have memorized well. In the next stage, you will memorize everything in this booklet."
Lin Yian took the yellowed booklet and opened it to see the vigorous handwriting inside: "Master, did you write this? So many words! I thought you only specialized in one category."
"Hmph. I know a lot more. To learn antique appraisal, you must first have a solid theoretical foundation. When you see an object, you must know what it is used for and what its background is. Do you remember?"
Lin Yian held the booklet in his hands without even looking up. The book was so detailed, containing all the basic knowledge about antiques.
"Yeah, I remember that."
After arriving at Linjia Village, picking up two apprentices, Bao Yan and Lin Yian, was one of the few things that made Li Laolai happy.
As for the more talented Lin Yian, Mr. Li was more patient: "If you have some spare money, you can go to the black market or the scrap yard. It's not enough to just know the theory in the antique business."
Grandma Li pulled Old Man Li aside, saying that the kid had very little money and what if he lost it because of his poor eyesight.
Mr. Li, however, was unmoved. Everyone in this industry has been cheated before. If one cannot even pass this hurdle, then there is no point in learning the restoration skills afterwards.
Lin Yian understood what Mr. Li meant. What you learn from books is always superficial.
"Master, I know. I'm going to the city in a few days, and I'll find a way then."
After finishing the work here, Lin Yian placed the things he brought in front of Old Xia: "Grandpa Xia, do you think this is okay? My uncle made it for me."
Old Xia picked up the slingshot in front of him and tried it. When the rubber band was pulled, it made a loud sound of breaking through the air when it bounced back. It was a good slingshot.
"Okay, but I still need to make some changes. How's the skipping stone exercise I asked you to practice going?"
Lin Yian got worried when he thought about this: "I did practice. But I could only hit it six times before it sank to the bottom. I think it's because I don't have enough strength. I'm already strengthening my training."
Elder Xia glanced at Lin Yi'an with appreciation: "Not bad. Yi'an girl, you are quite aware, but you can't be too hasty. You can't lift your arm anymore, right?"
Lin Yian cleared his throat twice, feeling embarrassed. "Not bad. I've just been busy with the summer harvest recently. But once I've been exercising more, I've grown taller."
After saying that, Lin Yian stood up and showed her current height to several elders. She felt that she would be able to break through the 1.7-meter mark in her lifetime.
There was only candlelight in the cowshed, so the light was dim.
After Lin Yian sat down and stood up, he attracted Grandma Xia's attention.
In this era, Grandma Xia's background was the worst. Her mother was a princess of the royal palace, and the Qing Dynasty fell the year Grandma Xia was born. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Grandma Xia was also raised in luxury, so her vision was not much worse than that of Old Li.
"Ah Ci, please come closer."
"good."
In the past, when Lin Yian came, Grandma Xia was the one who spoke the least but was also the most special.
Because just by sitting there, the light around her seemed to illuminate the entire space. Lin Yian thought that this was probably the beauty that could never be defeated by time.
If Xiaoxiao met Grandma Xia, I'm afraid even she would have to step back.
Lin Yian sat obediently in front of Grandma Xia, waiting for her questions.
"Did your family tie this thing around your ankle for you?"
As people grow taller, their previous clothes no longer fit them. But the weather has been hot recently, so Lin Yian stopped Wang Juan from making new clothes for her. She said, "Shorter clothes will keep her cooler!"
After hearing what Grandma Xia said, Lin Yian noticed that the jade buckle on his ankle was exposed from his socks: "This is a talisman my family gave me."
Mr. Li looked at it for a few seconds and then stopped looking: "It's an antique."
Old Xia noticed that his wife looked a little strange, so he quickly held her hand and said, "Xiao Ke, are you feeling unwell? Old Li, feel her pulse."
Grandma Xia quickly stopped her husband's behavior: "I'm fine, I just feel that Aci and we should have a strong connection." Then she instructed Old Man Xia to take out a purse hidden in the wall.
Lin Yian thought of Huo Fang's box and wondered if Grandma Xia and Second Mother had some relationship, but facts told her that she was overthinking it!
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