Chapter 014 Chapter 14

"Let's put it away first." Zhu Jue said, and the two of them carefully rolled up the scroll and put it back into the brocade box.

Ah Yan held his forehead with his hands, thanks to her for being able to tell that the painting was not aged, otherwise it would be hard for someone in the industry to explain it.

At this moment, she still had a little fantasy in her heart, "I think... maybe she is a concubine who admires Princess Jia Ning, is this possible?"

Princess Jianing's calligraphy and paintings are of completely different values ​​from those of other ancient people.

Because of its rarity, these pieces are either kept in the country's top museums or sold at auction houses for nine-digit prices.

The scroll in my hand just feels hot, very hot.

"Look at the bright side. This painting is too new. Anyone who sees it will think it can't be real." Zhu Jue said.

"That's what I said, but other people not knowing and yourself not knowing are two different things." Ah Yan muttered.

Because the mounting, paper and ink are all very new, most appraisers would probably directly determine that it is a new product. Even if the words on it were written by Princess Jianing if she were still alive, she would definitely be sure that they were done by a superb imitator.

Therefore, to outsiders, this is not an antique and naturally has low value.

After all, who would have thought that ancient people who had been dead for hundreds of years could come to the modern era and live again?

"Just think of it as a gift from a friend. Don't think about its value." Zhu Jue said softly. Ah Yan nodded. That was all he could think of.

What's more, Gu Jiasui only gave Ah Yan a painting with his own hands as he asked. The gift was small but the sentiment was profound.

When he thought of this, Ah Yan's face turned strange.

Damn, is this still my fault? But whether it is the ice bracelet or the painting in front of me, they are too hot!

The two of them did not walk for too long that night. As they walked, they kept observing the surrounding environment, for fear of accidentally entering Mingzhi Hall again.

After a quiet night, Ayan rushed back to the dormitory after finishing the only two classes on Friday.

A week of military training followed by the first week of classes meant that Ayan and his classmates had been studying for twelve consecutive days before the weekend finally came.

Finally a day off!

"This week has been so hard to endure. Don't wake me up tomorrow morning." Chu Bingbing also lay in bed in a daze.

There are five classes a week. Although only one day is full, there are basically at least two classes in the other days. They are not consecutive in the morning or afternoon. The time in between can be used to eat or play with the phone for a while. There is no complete rest at all.

"I won't get up too early tomorrow, as I'm going to the Antique Street." Ah Yan checked the route to the Antique Street on her phone. It only takes half an hour to get there by subway from the old street in the city, and most shops open at 10 o'clock, which is enough time for her to sleep in a little longer.

"Are you going to have a date at Antique Street tomorrow?" Chu Bingbing was a little surprised as this date location wasn't very popular.

Gu Jiasui was picked up by the nanny car after class. Yi Zhi was watching her little Tomato on the balcony at that time. When she heard that A Yan was going to the Antique Street, her heart skipped a beat and she immediately pricked up her ears.

Why did Ah Yan also want to go to the Antique Street? Yi Zhi knew that he had never mentioned in the dormitory that he wanted to go to the Antique Street to shop, but Ah Yan also wanted to go... Was this just a coincidence?

"I want to buy some paper, pens and paints for practicing calligraphy and painting. There is an elder from my family in the store over there. I'd like to go over and say hello." Ah Yan said.

"Oh, I looked it up online before, and it seems that there is a market there on weekends where people can set up stalls freely. I guess there will be a lot of people, but it shouldn't be too crowded if you go to the store." Chu Bingbing replied casually.

"So that's how it is." Yi Zhi thought to herself and silently withdrew her ears. She felt relieved that they were not going the same way.

This time she went to buy gold and jade secretly, and she didn't want others to know. Tomorrow she would go out at a different time and dress up.

After struggling in the apocalypse for so many years, Yi Zhi is still very confident that he can change his appearance without being discovered by acquaintances.

"The vendors setting up stalls during the day are probably all ordinary scammers. It seems that there are stalls for rent at night. There are many college students selling handicrafts, and there are also second-hand vendors selling CCD accessories and the like." Ah Yan said.

Ding Ling, who was under the bed, was stroking the water cup in his hand. Isn't the antique street in Bincheng the largest underground circulation market in the southern part of Xia Country?

Ding Ling remembered that the team leader had told her that there were many talented people in the antique street. Sometimes even the team had to go to the personal workshops there to purchase goods. From time to time, there were high-quality magic tools from unknown channels. There were also many people with experience there.

When she was searching for a magical instrument that could condense Yin energy, someone was specifically in charge of that end of the Antique Street.

Ah Yan and her boyfriend went to the antique street to buy brushes, inks and paints?

Ding Ling shook her head in her heart, afraid that it was not just a simple brush, ink and pigment. To be honest, weren't the yellow talisman paper, blood and cinnabar also another type of brush, ink and pigment?

Her fingers moved slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder what Ah Yan wanted to do?

Visiting the elders at home... This sounds ordinary, but if you think about it carefully, could it be visiting the seniors in the mysterious sect?

You're not going to deal with me, are you?

Ding Ling's face was tightly bound. The people in Xuanmai and the demons were almost naturally opposed to each other. Could it be that Ah Yan was just pretending to agree to her?

No, no, no. As the Ghost King, she is very sensitive to people's emotions. If Ah Yan had any hostility or ill intentions towards her, she would have discovered it long ago.

Could it be that A Yan was going to go to the Antique Street to confirm herself through the channels at her doorstep?

Very likely!

How about she go to the antique street tomorrow? It would be a good opportunity to confirm Ah Yan's identity.

Ah Yan was lying on the bed, searching for delicious food near the Antique Street, planning to go there to eat after finishing her work tomorrow. She had no idea what the other people in the dormitory were thinking at the moment.

During the week, she attended classes next to Gu Jiasui during the day, and had to deal with other high-profile roommates when she returned to the dormitory. Only on weekends when she went out with Jue Jue could she let loose and completely relax.

Fortunately, none of the five people in dormitory 320 are clingy and they all like to be alone, so they don’t have any objection to her going out to find a boyfriend instead of participating in dormitory activities.

Saturday, September 21st.

At 9:20, Ayan had finished washing up. Considering that she had to go to Panxitang to try out brushes and pigments today, Ayan did not wear white. She wore a simple purple dress with flat ballet shoes. Her shoulder-length black hair was curled into natural curls with a curling iron.

Ding Ling watched Ah Yan's movements. Most people would look dark and old if they wore purple inappropriately, but it suited Ah Yan very well. He looked elegant and graceful, like a light mist, which made him look more mysterious.

How could such an extraordinary temperament, one that is both worldly and otherworldly, be that of an ordinary student?

Gu Jiasui didn't come back last night, Chu Bingbing was still sleeping, and Yi Zhi didn't know where he went early in the morning. A Yan said hello to Ding Ling, picked up his bag, and tiptoed out.

The main gate of Binda University is the exclusive subway entrance. While waiting for the subway, Yan looked around. A layer of golden light flashed by, which made her eyes fixed.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Jue asked.

He lowered his head, and Ah Yan tilted his head to whisper in his ear.

"I seemed to see a halo, but it passed by in a flash. I couldn't see it clearly." Ah Yan frowned slightly. Could there be other people with haloes in Binda?

When she looked carefully again, she could no longer see anything, but the subways in both directions did not come. "Am I dazzled?" she muttered.

Looking at the halos of my roommates every day, could it be that I am hallucinating?

Until he took the subway to Bincheng Antique Street Station, Ah Yan did not see the fleeting halo again, and simply did not take it to heart.

"It's ten o'clock, Uncle Pan's store should be open." After checking the time, the two followed the navigation and walked towards Panxitang.

The antique street is quite large, with jade, stoneware, antiques, and calligraphy and painting shops all in different areas. If someone sets up a stall on the street or carries a vase or something, Ayan and Zhu Jue would stay away from them, for fear of being cheated if they are not careful. Who knows, the new item they just made two days ago might turn into a century-old antique and they would have to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The owner of Panxitang is surnamed Pan. He mainly deals in pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and collects fine handmade products from various brands.

"Two greens, three greens, first green, third green, fourth green, this one, this one, we also want those two pieces of gamboge, they can be used for a long time."

"How much is cinnabar per gram? How about this cinnabar bar?"

"Peacock Feather and Little Hook Line, Little White Cloud and Blue Blade, they are all the same number as before."

"Is this the batch of pine smoke ink that was stored two years ago?"

"I'll buy half a piece of Ming family's Chupi paper and Yunlong paper first. There's really no place to put them in the dormitory.

In the past, they always ordered fixed supplies online, but this time when they came to the store, Ayan and Zhu Jue were simply overwhelmed by the choices. They tried out pens and inks, and there were so many good things. Ayan took out his mobile phone with a bitter face and counted the money in his piggy bank, feeling both pain and happiness.

Uncle Pan with long eyebrows looked at the two of them with a smile: "Little Yan, you are very much like Teacher Yan in your generosity. Little Zhu, are you being treated like a butler now?"

Zhu Jue was carrying a basket containing the pens and mineral pigments that Ah Yan had chosen. Upon hearing this, he said solemnly, "What's mine is hers. There's no difference."

Uncle Pan clicked his tongue twice. "Okay, I'll ask you to pack it. I'll have someone deliver it to you this afternoon. Can you two carry the goods dressed like you are today?"

The two men had just finished picking out their things and gave their address to Uncle Pan, waiting for the goods to be delivered. When they left the shop, they saw a lot of people gathered at a stall outside.

What caught Ah Yan's attention the most was that she saw an extremely dazzling and familiar golden halo in the crowd.

"Traveling through the past and into the present"!

The halos on the heads of all the people with halos that Yan has met so far have never been repeated. Is this another person who traveled from ancient times to the present, or is her good roommate also here?

She gave Zhu Jue a look, and her childhood sweetheart immediately understood what she meant. The two of them also went to the surrounded stall to watch the excitement.

This is a stall selling all kinds of things. There are pen holders, paper weights, half an ink tablet, a carved inkstone, and various teacups...

At this moment, the person sitting in the center was Gu Jiasui. Next to her was a silver-haired old man in a Tang suit, who was negotiating something with her.

"Girl, can I have a look at your teacup?"

This silver-haired old man was obviously not an idle person. He was accompanied by two men in buttoned shirts, who seemed to be his bodyguards.

"Who is this old man?" Ah Yan only saw the back of the old man's head, but the halo above Gu Jiasui's head was very conspicuous to her.

She and Zhu Jue glanced at the uncle beside them, "Are you here for tourism? That's Master Zhu, a great collector. Have you watched CCTV's "National Treasure Appreciation" before?"

As soon as the uncle said that, Ah Yan immediately remembered, "Is it Mr. Zhu Chongchong, the one who opened the museum?" He is a famous antique expert. Not only did he open a museum with his collection, he also donated many of his collections to the country.

"It was Master Zhu. The girl bought this teacup from this stall for more than 2,000 yuan, and asked the stall owner to give her an ink tablet as a gift."

"I think this girl must have been fooled!"

The uncle also became interested and explained to the two of them like an insider.

Ah Yan nodded, it seemed that Gu Jiasui had missed something.

"This is an imitation. The water bowls we make nowadays have reached perfection, but they lack the ingenuity of nature." Master Zhu stroked his beard and shook his head, with a serious look on his face.

"Girl, you should be more careful when you look at things in the future!"

"Hey, Master Zhu, what are you saying? This transaction is mutually agreed upon. Once the payment is settled, no refunds will be given." The stall owner immediately became anxious.

"I know it's fake." Gu Jiasui said.

The Liushui cup is a tea cup made in the Zhou Dynasty. As a princess, she naturally used the first batch. How could she not tell that it was a fake?

When Gu Jiasui said this, Master Zhu was also stunned.

"With over 2,000 yuan, I could have bought quite a few teacups."

His eyes looked at the package of ink tablets in Gu Jiasui's hand. Gu Jiasui didn't mind showing it to him. The old man was kind-hearted.

"As hard as jade, with patterns like rhinoceros horn, it can be cut into pieces of paper with a knife and the word jade engraved on it." Master Zhu muttered to himself, holding the ink tablet in his hands, looking dazed.

"Is this... true?"

"It's true, Lan Mo." Gu Jiasui's faint voice came.

"Lan Mo?" Ah Yan almost jumped up on the spot.

The four treasures of the study, Hui ink, Hu brush, Xuan paper and Duan inkstone are all famous. The prosperity of Hui ink was brought by Lan Yu and his son, who created "Lan ink" in the Zhou Dynasty. This was the best ink used only by the imperial court hundreds of years ago. Later, the method of making it was lost. It is said that gold is easy to get, but Lan ink is hard to find. Countless scholars have spent their entire lives seeking half a piece of Lan ink. Now there is only one piece in the National Palace Museum in Taiwan. This is known as the best ink in the history!

"Little girl, what are you doing...?"

At this moment, Master Zhu's breathing became extremely rapid, "You, you knew it was Lan Mo!"

"If I hadn't bought the teacup, he wouldn't have given me the ink tablet as a gift," said Gu Jiasui.

She glanced at the dumbfounded stall owner and said, "You said it's consensual, we've settled the money, and there will be no refunds."

In her previous life, she was used to using blue ink. As soon as she weighed it and observed the ink tablet casually, she had a plan in her mind.

As soon as Gu Jiasui said this, there was a clamor of applause from the surroundings.

"Is it true? The legendary Lan Mo? He got it for only 2,000 yuan, or was he just giving it to me as a gift?"

"Fuck, who is this beauty? Such good eyesight!"

"Eight years ago, Hong Kong City auctioned off a piece of what was believed to be Lanmo, and they said it was sold for 80 million Hong Kong dollars!"

Master Zhu carefully returned the ink tablet to Gu Jiasui, with infinite emotion in his eyes.

"This is a formidable vision for young people. Today, the girl taught me a lesson."

Master Zhu glanced at the increasing number of people gathering around him and those who were constantly taking photos, frowned, and looked at Gu Jiasui with eyes full of admiration for the talented young man.

"Girl, if you don't mind, just take my car and go."

A piece of orchid ink, so many people were watching, after all it was he who caused the trouble, this girl was beautiful and had a treasure, she must have been targeted.

"Thank you. I'll be polite then." Gu Jiasui, holding the box of tea cups in his arms, followed Master Zhu as his bodyguards cleared the way for him to leave. He did not notice A'yan who was there.

The highlight of the crowd left, leaving behind only the crowd of onlookers sighing.

"It's rich! This girl is really rich."

"Why do I feel that she looks familiar? It's rare to see such a pretty and discerning girl."

"Oh my god, that girl is a star!"

"What?"

A Yan touched his chin. This is the normal operation of people with halo.

As soon as he made a move, it was like a bolt from the blue, shocking the entire audience immediately. Even after some people questioned him, he still managed to attract the admiration of countless onlookers with ease.

Well, today I successfully hid myself among the crowd of onlookers, and nothing else happened. Ah Yan was very satisfied with this.

She and Zhu Jue quietly left the antique street where the crowd gathered to discuss the big bargains. Ah Yan whispered, "I remember when Lan Mo was at its peak, it was during the time of Princess Jianing, right?

Zhu Jue nodded silently, and Ah Yan murmured: "In that case, it can be basically confirmed."

He was able to recognize the Royal Yu Mo so easily, and he also had the Jianing style.

Gu Jiasui is Princess Jianing of the Great Zhou!

After the hustle and bustle, the two of them walked towards the store where they had ordered the Five Emperors coins, and Ah Yan's eyes flashed again.

Eh? Why do I feel like I saw a familiar golden halo flash by again?