Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 106 Are you polite?

The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are falling like butterflies.

The tires rolled over the roadside, making a slight sound.

Shang Yan sat in the back row, her thoughts a little confused.

If she had known so many things would happen today, even if Fang Jingxian had her head broken, she would not have taken Lin Sicheng with her: several million is enough to make people lose their understanding and even go crazy.

But everything happened so fast, who could have imagined?
After a long silence, she hesitated to speak: "Lin Sicheng, don't run around these two days!"

Looking in the rearview mirror, Lin Sicheng nodded: "Professor Shang, I know!"

He also knew what Professor Shang was worried about: Otherwise, you should not go to the Public Security Bureau again. After all, the other party is rich and powerful, so will it be useless if you go there?

Instead, it forced the dog to do something desperate.

But Professor Shang didn't know that from the moment they stepped into that store and identified the Burmese Buddha statue, the two sides had become sworn enemies.

The reason is simple: for normal buyers and sellers, even if the transaction amount is tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, if the item is ultimately found to be fake, the seller will only doubt the appraiser's vision and level, rather than resentment.

Maybe, you'll be grateful in the end.

But if it's a setup, then I'm sorry: even if you show a suspicious look, you are blocking my way to wealth.

Either shut up or get out, or I'll kill you.

So, now either Chairman Yang will go to jail, or Lin Sicheng will be punished by Chairman Yang. The problem is, how can you just stretch your neck out and wait for the enemy to chop you down?
As the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike will suffer...

Turning his thoughts, Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "Professor Shang, I know my limits!"

"Ah."

Shang Yan replied, then thought for a moment, "And Fang Jingxian, don't bother with her anymore! You can find her birthday gift wherever you want, but if you can't find it, she'll die!"

Lin Sicheng laughed "Hahaha": "Okay!"

After a few more words, the Corolla drove steadily into the campus and stopped downstairs of the family building.

After getting out of the car, Shang Yan was still a little worried and warned in a deep voice: "Don't run around."

Lin Sicheng handed over the car keys: "Professor Shang, don't worry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone buzzed and Lin Sicheng took it out to take a look.

It was a text message from Wang Qizhi, just three words: Are you back?
Lin Sicheng replied: Arrived at school.

"Wang Qizhi, right?" Shang Yan curled her lips. "Does his wife watch him that closely?"

Lin Sicheng didn't say anything, just smiled.

After saying goodbye to Shang Yan, he went to the supermarket at the school gate and bought some things.

It wasn’t much, just some fruits and snacks, and a pack of cigarettes for Wang Qizhi.

Because he had to go for an appraisal today, Lin Sicheng thought it would be better to sharpen his skills before the battle, so he didn't go last night.

But my mentor called me again today, and I couldn’t stand him up no matter what.

When I got upstairs and knocked on the door, Wang Qizhi came to open the door in slippers.

As soon as I stepped over the threshold, a faint fragrance wafted over.

Lin Sicheng took a look: the light was on in the kitchen and the range hood was rumbling.

Wang Qizhi smiled proudly: "Stewed flying dragon, isn't it delicious?"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it just one?"

"I called you at noon. Your mistress knew you were coming in the afternoon, so she asked me to get another one!"

"what?"

"No, it's just a chicken!"

Is that an ordinary chicken? That's a flying dragon!
After a secret change of mind, Lin Sicheng walked in.

Wang Qizhi took the cigarette first, looked around, and began to worry: "The question is, where to hide it?"

Lin Sicheng said nothing and glanced at the rear-projection TV: There is an empty shell underneath that thing, let alone one, it can even be used to hide a box.

Wang Qizhi’s eyes lit up: Why didn’t I think of it before?
He cheerfully found a screwdriver and said, "Don't you not smoke?"

You don’t smoke, but you hide money?

Other families have strict fathers and mothers, and their grandparents spoil their children, but the Lin family is the opposite: they are afraid that their children will learn bad things, so the old man watches them very strictly, and their parents give them money secretly.

But when he wasn't careful, it was confiscated by his grandfather. Lin Sicheng had no choice but to fight with his wits and courage...

While letting Wang Qizhi tinker with the food, Lin Sicheng put down the fruit and went to the kitchen to check the pot first.

Seeing that there was no problem, he took out the teapot and made tea.

Wang Qizhi didn't care: he would come often anyway, so it was a good opportunity for him to get familiar with the place.

After a while, the teacher and student sat on the sofa and drank tea.

"Jewelry Association, surnamed Yang?" Wang Qizhi thought for a moment, "I don't have much impression, but he must be quite skilled!"

of course.

Lin Sicheng nodded: Without some skills, you can't be the president for eleven years.

Wang Qizhi took a sip of tea and said, "But you don't seem very worried."

Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "With the teacher here, I'm definitely not worried!"

Wang Qizhi: “Haha!”

If someone intends to ask him for help as a teacher, Lin Sicheng will directly tell them instead of asking: If we do it, to what extent can this case be handled?
This means he already had a way to deal with it.

But Wang Qizhi was not too reassured.

Because jade is relatively rare, the relevant departments at this stage do not pay much attention to it. If Yang Zhigao had enough power, at most he would confiscate it and impose a fine.

As the saying goes, if you don't kill the snake, you'll get bitten...

"Talk about it!"

Lin Sicheng nodded. "The jade isn't really anything special. It's just a small loss. The key point is that Yang Zhigao was selling fake jade: using Qinghai jade and Russian jade to pass off as Hetian jade. He's been selling them for about fifteen or sixteen years!"

Wang Qizhi was stunned, his hand holding the teacup hanging in the air: It has been sold for fifteen or sixteen years?
The key is that he is still under the guise of "President of the Jewelry Association"?

He put down the cup: "How do you know?"

"There are two of them at home. They were bought about six or seven years ago, and they're both big items!" Lin Sicheng sighed, "Grandpa spent over two million yuan."

More than two million six or seven years ago?
I guess Lin Changqing doesn’t know about this yet?
Wang Qizhi stared at Lin Sicheng, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

Lin Sicheng poured him more tea: "Teacher, laugh if you want!"

"I didn't mean to laugh..." Wang Qizhi bit his back teeth, as if he had a piece of candy in his mouth. "Everyone has their moments of embarrassment."

Today's incident was indeed quite complicated and serious. But for some reason, Wang Qizhi just wanted to laugh.

He also did not doubt the truthfulness of what Lin Sicheng said: Even Lin Changqing could be deceived, which shows how long he has been doing it, how many people have been deceived, and how high the amount involved must be?

Give Yang Zhigao a lower amount: hundreds of millions... Don’t even think about it in this lifetime.

He reminded me again: "If you don't kill the snake, it will bite you. Don't be soft-hearted!" "Teacher, I know!"

Wang Qizhi nodded.

Normally, Lin Sicheng was a gentle and steady person, but when he got serious, he could be quite ruthless.

For example, one of the two Hong Kong people who sold the fake backflow kettle is still in a wheelchair...

Just as he was thinking secretly, a "beep" sound came from the kitchen. Wang Qizhi stood up and said, "Watch TV for a while!"

"I'm going too. It's boring sitting alone!"

"It's your first time at home, how can I let you do it?" Wang Qizhi squinted his eyes, "Besides, you won't be able to do it even if you go!"

"Teacher, I do know a little bit about this!" Lin Sicheng smiled. "Besides, it's not like I can't learn it."

Wang Qizhi snorted, "Lin Sicheng, do you think this is an appraisal?"

"It's really not much more difficult than identification!"

"Okay, let's go and show the teacher!"

Wang Qizhi happily took Lin Sicheng into the kitchen and handed him an apron.

Lin Sicheng put it on and looked around again.

The hazel grouse was already stewed, fragrant and fresh. In the pond lay a mandarin fish, scraped and cleaned, and the prawns were also deveined.

There are also pork spine, lamb chops, and some seasonal vegetables, all washed and cut.

It seems that Wang Qizhi started preparing after calling me, and he put a lot of thought into it.

And take it very seriously.

Sighing secretly, Lin Sicheng picked up the kitchen knife and said, "Teacher, go have some tea. Leave the rest to me!"

Wang Qizhi expressed doubt: "Can you do it?"

"At least it can be cooked, so it's definitely edible!"

With a laugh, Lin Sicheng picked up a bowl and turned it upside down: "Swish~"

The blade scraped across the bottom of the bowl, sending Wang Qizhi's eardrums tingling. But then, his eyes widened.

Lin Sicheng held the fish in one hand and a knife in the other, and with a light stroke, a line appeared on the fish's back.

Straight as if drawn with a ruler.

Then I started slicing it. Not only was it very thin, but it was still thick.

Wang Qizhi fell silent: Just looking at his knife skills, you can tell that Lin Sicheng’s cooking skills are definitely not bad.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Lin Sicheng, come out, I'll do it!"

I was just joking because Lin Sicheng was too talkative. I didn't expect that Lin Sicheng would really do it?

But no matter how much of a student you are, there is no reason to ask you to cook on the first day you come to the teacher's house.

"Teacher, you're welcome. Besides, are the fish fillets ready?"

Wang Qizhi paused: That’s true.

If the fish is sliced ​​like this, he will make pickled fish, but not only is there no seasoning, it is also a waste of food: wild mandarin fish is definitely better in its original flavor.

Okay, help me.

Wang Qizhi put on an apron.

“When did you learn this?”

"Freshman year, ever since then, I've been living outside."

I actually forgot about this.

The two talked as they worked. Soon, Lin Sicheng had filleted the fish and started stewing the bones.

Then he lit another stove to cook the mutton.

The movements were so skillful and the techniques were so advanced that Wang Qizhi was so engrossed in admiration that he forgot to stop him.

It was only when the food was put into the pot and the aroma hit him that he reacted.

But this skill seems to be a little bit higher than Shan Wangshu's?

……

The two of them worked together very quickly and the food was ready for the table as soon as Dan Wangshu and Ye Anning got off work.

It was almost six o'clock when the two of them went into the kitchen again.

There were only two seasonal vegetables left when Wang Qizhi came out.

It was also a coincidence that he had just taken off his apron, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette when the door creaked.

Shan Wangshu and Ye Anning walked one in front and one behind, followed by Wang Youjian who was carrying a schoolbag.

Seeing him sitting upright and smoking, Dan Wangshu frowned.

Just as she was about to say something, she turned her head suspiciously and glanced towards the kitchen.

The frosted glass door made it difficult to see clearly, but the range hood was on and I could see a figure standing in front of the stove, cooking.

The movements were extremely skillful. He flipped the spoon and a puff of fire came out. He flipped the spoon again and another puff of fire came out.

I couldn't see who it was, but there was fruit on the table and a box of new cigarettes in front of Wang Qizhi.

Shan Wangshu's face changed: "Wang Qizhi, do you have any shame?"

Wang Qizhi didn't move: "I just lit it!"

Is this what I told you? This is Lin Sicheng.

You invited someone over and ended up cooking in the kitchen?

Wang Qizhi, are you polite? Are you sensible?
Wang Qizhi was shivering: "I haven't been out for two minutes!"

I believe you, damn it?
After giving him a fierce glare, Shan Wangshu quickly put down his bag.

He took off his coat, changed his shoes, and rushed to the kitchen in two steps.

Ye Anning even forgot to put down her bag and change her shoes. She followed behind with surprise and curiosity.

As soon as the glass door was opened, Shan Wangshu's face was all smiles: "Lin Sicheng, I'm so sorry..."

"Master's wife, I will come here more often in the future. Please don't be polite."

Looking around, Dan Wangshu smiled apologetically, not knowing what to say.

The stove was full of dishes. Although they were covered and they couldn't see what was on them, the two of them knew that none of them was made by Wang Qizhi!
Ye Anning smelled it and couldn't stop drooling. He turned around and glanced at Wang Qizhi: My uncle is really rude.

But it smells really good.

Wang Qizhi felt that he was more wronged than Dou E: I also contributed, okay?

(End of this chapter)