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

Chapter 83 The First Lesson in Entering the Workplace

The midday sun made the bluestone slabs slightly hot, and the steaming hot air wrapped in the aroma of the food drifted into my nostrils.

The crowds of people were shoulder to shoulder and bustling.

Suddenly, a bang bang sounded, and the explosive opera voice pierced into the ears like piercing through the clouds and tearing silk.

And all this is so incompatible with the two girls on the street.

They closed their eyes, facing the direction Lin Sicheng had left, their hands clasped tightly against their foreheads. Their eyelashes fluttered, and they silently chanted, as if trying to blend all their wishes into the noisy atmosphere of fireworks.

Fragmented, mysterious, solemn and dignified.

Ye Anning looked back once, and then looked again.

"What are they doing?"

"Chanting, praying to God, that's 'Ben'!"

Ye Anning looked again, then turned around, her eyes shining.

Lin Sicheng smiled. "The original teaching of Bon is that all things have spirits, and everyone can communicate with spirits... That's why they gave me the mask, thinking that I can also communicate with spirits. So, they didn't pray to me, but to the gods..."

Ye Anning was half-believing and half-doubting, always feeling that it was not as simple as Lin Sicheng said.

She pointed at the mask. "What is this?"

"Aliduo, one of the twelve phases of the White Horse tribe's Caogai (mask), is also known as the Great Ghost, meaning God!"

"What did you mean by that last sentence you just said?"

"May my life be immortal and reborn after death: burn away all the sins of my past life, clear away all obstacles in this life, and expel all illnesses and evil spirits in the next life..."

Seeing her blinking her eyes, as if she was counting on her fingers, Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "It is indeed only eight words, but this is the Eight-Character Mantra of the Bon religion..."

So, the meaning contained is more than just the few words he just said?

Ye Anning's lips moved slightly, and then he said nothing more.

She recalled the scene just now in her mind: although she couldn't see his expression, Lin Sicheng's posture was solemn, his tone was solemn, and coupled with the mask that was ferocious and full of majesty, if she were those two girls, she would also bow...

"Well, what are those eight words?"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a moment. "It's best not to learn it, and if you do, don't talk about it casually... Because the meaning of Bon doctrine varies greatly among different ethnic groups, and it's likely to cause misunderstandings."

Ye Anning thought for a moment: "What about the Tibetans? What will happen if I tell them?"

Lin Sicheng sighed: "You will be beaten!"

Ye Anning nodded obediently: "Then I won't learn it!"

Wang Qizhi, who was following behind the two of them, sneered silently: Ye Anning, why didn’t I see you being so well-behaved when you were at home?

I haven't even finished one sentence and you're already saying three?
While secretly cursing, Ye Anning asked curiously: "Your school doesn't seem to teach this, I mean Tibetan?"

Lin Sicheng said without hesitation: "I read a little bit in a book!"

In fact, Baima language evolved from ancient Qiang language, and its difference from Tibetan is extremely large: even greater than the difference between various Tibetan dialects.

However, Ye Anning was just curious for a moment, so he didn't explain too much.

But she didn't know what she was thinking about, her eyes sparkled: "What about Sanskrit, do you know a little bit about it?"

"What exactly?"

"Buddhist scriptures!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a moment and looked back at Wang Qizhi: What a coincidence, isn't it?
I just read one with your uncle.

He nodded: "I do understand a little!"

"That's great..." Ye Anning rubbed his hands excitedly, "Last week, a client sent me a Sanskrit Buddhist scroll. It looked quite old, so I accepted it.

But our supervisor said the item wasn’t right, and the teacher in the calligraphy and painting department (the appraisal expert) also said there was a problem with the item and asked me to return it… But the client was being unreasonable and insisted on auctioning it!”

"I remember that Baoli didn't charge any deposit when he collected antiques, right?" Lin Sicheng was particularly curious. "Then how did he cheat?" Ye Anning puffed out her cheeks. "When I collected it, she secretly recorded it and edited it again..."

I understand: taking things out of context and cutting out the beginning and the end.

For example, Ye Ningan said: It looks like an authentic work... If you cut out "looks like", it becomes "is an authentic work".

Of course I won’t admit it in court, but it’s very troublesome when I meet such a shameless person.

Lin Sicheng thought for a moment and asked, "Does that customer come here every day?"

"Not every day, but at least three times a week. He plays recordings at work...it's quite annoying!"

really?

Wang Qizhi frowned: "Why didn't you tell me when you got home?"

Ye Anning shook his head: "Uncle, it's really useless to look for you: if it's not this time, there will be next time!"

Wang Qizhi understood immediately: someone is doing something bad behind the scenes.

The reason is simple: Ye Anning is a relative.

Baoli is Baoli after all. For ordinary people, to be able to enter Baoli, in addition to being good enough, you also need to be lucky enough.

No matter whether you are from Tsinghua University, Peking University, CAAM or the US, all new graduates must first do an internship for one year, and then work as a teller for another year after being hired as a regular employee.

Ye Anning, on the other hand, skipped the four steps of internship, regularization, teller work, and salesperson as soon as he joined the company, and was directly appointed as a sales assistant.

To put it more officially: this is the only way to enter the management level. At this point, you are already a reserve cadre.

As you can imagine, her colleagues' eyes were almost red with worry, fearing that she would make a mistake.

That's good, I finally caught him...

Wang Qizhi put down his chopsticks: "Then how do you want to solve it?"

Ye Anning thought for a moment and said, "Actually, uncle, I think there's really nothing wrong with that thing!"

"Why, are your supervisor and your company's appraisers blind?"

Wang Qizhi glared at her. "Besides, it has come to this point, do you still care whether the things are real or not?"

"Of course I have to care. Even if I have to die, shouldn't I die knowingly? I won't be willing to retreat like this!"

Sighing, Ye Anning looked at Lin Sicheng, rubbing his hands together, with hope in his eyes: "Lin Sicheng, please help me..."

Her expression was pitiful, and her voice was soft and sticky, which gave Wang Qizhi goose bumps all over his body: "Ye Anning, please speak properly!"

"No!"

Of course he had to take a look, but Lin Sicheng didn't dare to say too much: "Let's take a look first. If it doesn't work, let Brother Hao come over and take a look!"

Wang Qizhi's eyes lit up: How could I forget about the fat brother with squinty eyes?
The two are serious Peking University alumni, but Wang Qizhi is five years younger and studied inorganic cultural relics protection (mainly metal cultural relics).

Hao Jun specializes in Buddhist archaeology, which includes the exchange of Chinese and foreign Buddhist cultures. The "foreign" in this context mainly refers to India, Central Asia, and Southeast Asia.

I can’t say I understand Sanskrit very well, but at least I have some knowledge of it.

Wang Qizhi made the final decision: "Okay, let's go after dinner!"

……

An authentic Shaanxi restaurant, but without too many dishes, try to order dishes that arrive quickly.

While eating and chatting, Wang Qizhi asked about the customer's identity: he was also a senior collector.

Therefore, the possibility of someone behind the scenes is even greater.

This can be considered as Ye Anning's first lesson in entering the workplace...

(End of this chapter)