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

Chapter 49 Treat
Wang Qizhi took the Kuikou plate away, leaving only a photo on the computer.

Shang Yan stared at the screen, her eyes blank, her fingertips tapping the table unconsciously, "Tick...Tick..."

Suddenly, she turned around and asked, "Li Zhen, did you mention Lin Sicheng's postgraduate entrance exam today?"

"Not yet. I originally wanted him to talk to you in person!"

"That's good...don't mention it again!"

"what?"

When I asked you yesterday, Professor Shang was still so anxious?
Seeing Li Zhen stunned, Shang Yan remembered what Wang Qizhi said before he left:

Professor Shang, if Lin Sicheng comes, how will you arrange it?

Should we treat him equally, follow the routine, and just treat him as a new graduate student? Or should we teach him according to his talent and give him special consideration?
If it is the latter, how should the other students be managed?
So, Professor Shang, you first need to consider: you have more than just Lin Sicheng as a graduate student. You have second-year and third-year students, doctoral students, and even postdocs... What will happen to these students after he arrives?
A word to wake up the dreamer!

She sighed and looked at Li Zhen seriously: "If you let him come, in the lab, will you listen to him, or will he listen to you?"

Li Zhen was stunned.

She knew very well that she was a little inferior to Lin Sicheng in terms of knowledge reserves, proficiency in experimental procedures, and even research level.

As the saying goes, there is no order in learning, and the one who is more knowledgeable is the teacher. Logically, I should listen to Lin Sicheng.

But what should the other graduate students do? Should they also listen to Lin Sicheng? The question is, will they listen?
Then let Lin Sicheng listen to me?

Regardless of whether Lin Sicheng is willing or not, what if he did something wrong?
She understood the reason, but Li Zhen just felt it was a pity.

"It's nothing to regret!" Shang Yan shook her head. "Just like Professor Wang said: You can't give up the entire forest for a single good tree... Since you're a teacher, you must have the necessary moral qualities!"

Li Zhen moved her lips and dared not speak again.

I always feel that the teacher seems to have been fooled by Professor Wang?
……

Wang Qizhi half-lay on the sofa, staring at the two fish at the bottom of the plate, feeling that he could never see enough of them.

How beautiful, vivid, and natural?
Why not give Lin Sicheng a little more trust and let him make up for it directly?
Just as he was feeling annoyed, there was a "click" sound, the lock tongue popped open, and Ye An Ning pushed open the door.

Wang Qizhi took a look and continued looking at the basin.

He didn't even move, just half lying on the sofa, absent-minded and distracted.

But there was deep affection and appreciation in his eyes.

Ye Anning was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Aunt, it seems that my uncle has been heartbroken!"

"Damn girl!"

Shan Wangshu pushed her and the family walked in one after another.

Looking at Wang Qizhi again, his mental state was indeed a bit strange. He looked lazy and sickly, his eyes didn't blink, as if he was in a daze, but there was a smile on his face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Shan Wangshu cursed, walked over and took a look: "Hey, is the plate repaired?"

"So fast?"

Wang Qihua cheered up, and his family followed closely and gathered around him.

"Yeah, it's so beautiful?"

"This fish looks like it's alive, and it's even blowing bubbles."

"It doesn't look like it's fixed properly. Uncle, look, the fish isn't glued on yet. This copper plate should be a sample... but the scales are so fine, and there are ripples and water droplets. It's so realistic..."

Ye Anning exclaimed in amazement, "This glaze is so rich, ordinary people definitely can't produce it!"

Wang Qizhi nodded: "I've added blue six times, how can it not be full?"

"several times?"

Wang Qizhi gestured with his fingers: "Six times, six point six burn!"

Ye Anning was stunned for a moment: "Uncle, your Vice President Lin... is quite impressive?"

The powerful one is not Dean Lin, but Lin Sicheng.

Wang Qizhi sighed softly: "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"

"What?"

"Lin Sicheng's exact words: 'To repair this plate, his grandfather wouldn't even need to step in!'" Wang Qizhi sat up straight and pointed at the sample. "This was made by Lin Sicheng. It's the young man you met yesterday who picked up this plate... Coincidence, isn't it?"

"He can also touch up the glaze?"

"He knows a lot... He was the one who taught me the entire maintenance process for the iron certificate I asked you to help me with a couple of days ago!"

Ye Anning absolutely can't do that anymore.

On the first day he arrived, my uncle showed off the iron certificate and asked me to help him maintain it.

I was quite surprised at the time: my uncle has always been studying bronzeware, but I didn’t expect that he would be so good at ironware as well?

But he said: His students taught him.

I didn't believe it at the time, but it turned out that it was really taught by his students?
"Where did he learn that?"

“In the book!”

Tsk, you can’t even tell a lie?

Ye Anning didn't ask any more questions. He turned his head and stared at the copper plate, turning it in circles. "This craftsmanship is good enough to be put in the provincial museum, right?"

"Provincial Museum?" Wang Qizhi couldn't help but laugh. "Believe it or not, if I took a plate like this to Beijing, the Palace Museum and the Enamel Factory would be vying for it."

Is that an exaggeration?

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Ye An Ning swallowed them back: "6.6 firing, to be able to fire to this level, even if it is placed in the Forbidden City or the Enamel Factory, it can definitely be considered a superb craftsmanship, of course everyone will scramble for it."

Doesn’t this mean that he has already paved a bright road under his feet before he even graduates?
After a moment of shock, Ye Anning suddenly remembered: "Did he sell you that iron certificate?"

"Yes, the iron certificate cost 40,000, and was sold to me for 500,000. The Kuikou plate was given away for free, and sold to Big Brother for 800,000..."

Wang Qizhi laughed cheerfully, "That means he made 1.3 million from our family in just three days!"

"No...how old is he?"

"How big can a senior year be?"

Ye Anning moved her lips, not knowing how to comment.

Subconsciously, the image of Lin Sicheng emerged in my mind: young, energetic, and even a little childish.

At this age, it's possible to have such vision, but to say that he has the research ability and craftsmanship to rival experts who have painstakingly studied for more than ten years... it seems impossible no matter how you think about it.
The others were all outsiders, not very proficient in research or craftsmanship, but they at least knew what 1.3 million meant.

Think about that young man again... If he has such ability, why does he still need to study?

The atmosphere was a little quiet, and everyone had different thoughts. Suddenly, the phone on the coffee table rang.

Wang Qizhi answered the call and cheered up: "Here we are, downstairs? Oh, good..."

"What kind of wine do you want to drink? What, not drinking... How can a man not drink?"

"Wait three minutes..."

After saying just three sentences, Wang Qizhi put away his phone and sat up.

"Brother, you've already eaten, right? I won't bother with you anymore... People are waiting downstairs!"

"Wife, where did I put the box of wine I brought from the capital?"

Seeing him rummaging through the drawers, the whole family was confused.

After a while, Wang Qizhi stood up with two bottles of Moutai in his hands.

The porcelain bottle has turned yellow and the words on the label are a little blurry.

Wang Qihua was stunned for a moment: this wine is at least ten years old. He and the third brother drank two bottles on the day he first arrived, and he was still thinking about how to take the remaining four bottles with him when he left.

Now, there are only two bottles left?
Just as I was wondering, Wang Qizhi had already reached the door. There was another "bang" and he disappeared.

The family looked at each other in confusion: Why is it like being chased by a dog?

After thinking about it, Ye Anning walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the whole family followed.

As dusk fell, the sunset glow filtered through the branches of the old locust tree, casting brilliant spots of light on the ground.

The young man stood beneath the tree, the rough bark pressed against his back. The evening breeze gently lifted the strands of hair on his forehead, revealing his youthful, handsome features.

Wang Qizhi walked out of the building and put his arm around Lin Sicheng's shoulders...

(End of this chapter)