Ancient paintings connect the present, I hoard goods to support the villain Wang

Maybe they thought he was a mental patient and quite pitiful. Besides, the thing Shi Xi had the most when living in the supermarket was food.

"You can eat if you want, but do you have money?"

Hearing her words, Xiao Jingyan sneered.

He is a prince after all, how can he be poor?

"Do you think this is enough, girl?"

Xiao Jingyan took out a bag of silver ingots from his arms and handed it to Shi Xi.

Shi Xi opened it and took a look. As a young lady for more than 20 years, she could tell the authenticity of these gold and silver items at a glance.

After confirming that it was real silver, she chuckled and said, "Wait here. Don't move around. Be careful or I'll call the police."

As she spoke, she pointed to the cell phone in her trouser pocket.

However, Xiao Jingyan on the opposite side did not dare to look her in the eye because of her clothes.

Ever since he gave her real silver, Shi Xi became much less wary of him. No matter if he was a cosplayer, a psychopath, or a robber, it was impossible for him to go out with real silver, right?

Could it be that this is a character from the book who traveled through time?!

The snack area was on the second floor of the supermarket. In order to save money, the elevator stopped early, so Shi Xi could only climb the stairs.

Seeing that he was injured, Shi Xi did not forget to go to the small pharmacy on the third floor to get some Yunnan Baiyao for stopping bleeding, iodine for disinfection, and bandages.

After choosing a basket of snacks, it is quite heavy to carry down.

When she returned to the door of the suite, she deliberately opened the door a little. Seeing Xiao Jingyan staying obediently in the room, she was very satisfied.

"Now, eat."

She placed the basket of snacks in front of Xiao Jingyan, but Xiao Jingyan was dumbfounded when he saw the basket full of fancy things.

This girl is worthy of being called a fairy in the painting. Can you be satisfied just by looking at her?

Xiao Jingyan picked up a bag of potato chips, touched the plastic bag, looked at the barbecue pattern on the paper, and swallowed.

Seeing him like this, an idea flashed through Shi Xi's mind unconsciously:

"He doesn't really know how to eat, does he?"

Shi Xi decided to help him, so she opened the bag of potato chips and ate it in front of him.

"These are called potato chips. They're made by slicing and deep-frying potatoes."

Xiao Jingyan was a little disappointed when he saw that the thing in the bag was not barbecue.

Shi Xi didn't notice his little thoughts and opened another piece of bread for him.

"This is called bread. This is a desiccant. You can't eat it."

"All the food here has a plastic coating and you need to open the bag before you can eat it."

As she spoke, she peeled another sausage for him.

The sweet aroma of the bread and the meaty aroma of the ham soon made Xiao Jingyan unable to bear it anymore, and he began to eat in big mouthfuls.

I must be dreaming, the food of gods must be delicious.

This pastry called bread is loose and soft, sweet and delicious, even sweeter than the osmanthus cake in Beijing.

This thing called ham sausage was also very meaty and the taste was something he had never tasted before.

He felt that, let alone the Great Yong Dynasty, these two things did not exist in their entire world.

"Eat slowly, these are all yours."

Seeing how he was wolfing down the food, Shi Xi kindly opened a bottle of Coke for him.

Xiao Jingyan took the Coke and took a sip. It felt like he was drinking medicine. He couldn't stand the taste, which was a bit spicy on his tongue.

His little expression of disdain for Coke really made Shi Xi laugh.

"You don't really think you've never eaten these?"

Shi Xi still asked in disbelief.

Xiao Jingyan suppressed the food in his mouth and replied, "Miss, no, the food here, Fairy, is the first time I have seen it. There is absolutely no such thing in my Great Yong territory."

But because he was too hungry, he couldn't savor the food carefully and could only swallow it all into his stomach.

Halfway through his meal, he thought of the soldiers of the Xiao family army who were still starving with him.

How great it would be if they could all eat these foods from the fairyland!

Seeing that he didn't eat anymore, Shi Xi was a little surprised and asked, "Don't you like these snacks?"

Xiao Jingyan hurriedly explained, "No, the fairy gifted me these delicacies, so how could I not be happy? It's just that my subordinates are starving right now. If the fairy would allow me to take these things back, I would be very grateful."

What happened at Shi Xidang?

"Hey, you paid for these things. You can take them wherever you want and give them to whoever you want. You don't need my permission."

Xiao Jingyan looked at Shi Xi's calm demeanor and was filled with respect for her.

So many high-end foods are obviously very expensive. My bag of silver is definitely not enough. But she didn't ask for more from me. What a kind person!

I looked up at the face of the girl in front of me. She had a rosy complexion, fair skin, and a pair of big watery eyes with a smile.

As a king of a different surname, Xiao Jingyan has seen countless people, but looking at the entire Dayong Dynasty, perhaps even few of the emperor's daughters and noble ladies can compare to the beauty of the girl in front of him.

She is indeed a fairy living in a painting!

However, for some reason, he felt that the woman in front of him looked familiar.

He felt that he had seen this fairy before in the calligraphy and paintings in his father's study, but the person he saw was much older than this fairy, and at a glance there were indeed many differences.

I wonder what the relationship between that person and this fairy is?

"Thank you, Fairy. I have nothing now. If you don't mind, please accept this dagger."

As he spoke, Xiao Jingyan pulled out a palm-sized bronze dagger from his waist.

Shi Xi refused for a moment, but seeing that he insisted on giving it to her, she had no choice but to accept it.

This is a rare bronze ware!

Still such a sharp and beautifully crafted dagger.

Shi Xi felt that if this were taken to the antique market, it would definitely be worth a lot of money.

My mother, Zhong Lijing, has a great hobby of studying antiques. She goes to almost every auction, but rarely spends money to buy anything.

The auction a week ago was the only time she made a purchase in all these years, but something unexpected happened and she went missing.

Feeling that his dagger was quite valuable, Shi Xi asked him to wait and gave him a basket of snacks to take away.

As soon as the word "goodbye" came out of his mouth, Xiao Jingyan's figure and the plastic bag in his hand gradually turned into small particles, like molecules dissolving, and were gradually absorbed into the painting.

Shi Xi was almost stunned the whole time.

After the light from the painting faded, Shi Xi hurriedly ran towards the painting. Looking at the calm painting, he was certain of one thing:

Ancient paintings should be the medium that connects the Great Yong Dynasty, able to connect the past and the present and travel through time at will.

But it seems that I can't fit in now.

Shi Xi wanted to wait and see if Xiao Jingyan would appear to find her again in the future.

However, his bag of silver and bronze dagger must be worth some money.

It just so happened that I had just been kicked out of the house by my scumbag father, I was penniless, and I also owed the water and electricity bills for Haima Supermarket.

She planned to exchange the silver and pawn the dagger first to solve the urgent problem.

*

The next morning, Shi Xi took the silver and dagger and went to the largest gold and silver recycling store in the city.

Fortunately, her mother gave her a car when she was eighteen, and it was still in her name, so at least it was much more convenient for her to travel.

"Uncle, you've been looking at it for a long time. How much can you give?"

In the recycling shop, the middle-aged boss was looking at the silver ingot that Shi Xi sent with a magnifying glass for half an hour.

Shi Xi was very curious about what he was looking at. She had already finished her cup of Starbucks, but he still hadn't seen any results.

"Little girl, where did you get this silver ingot?"

"The craftsmanship and inscriptions here don't seem like anything from our Chinese history."

"If we go by the price of regular silver, which is 23 yuan per gram, your bag would be worth at most 23,000 yuan. However, these silver ingots are of great archaeological and collection value..."

Having said that, he thought for a moment and took out his cell phone.

"How about this, I'll make a phone call first. If he wants it, I'll have him give you a quote."

As he said that, the boss walked into the inner room and started making a phone call.

Shi Xi didn't think much of it; a high price was naturally a plus. "This is a fictional work of fictional history and ancient Chinese fiction, so there's no logic to it. However, I'll do my best to present the best work I can, to everyone's satisfaction. However, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers. If there's anything I haven't explained clearly, please leave a message in the comments section and I'll make the changes immediately. So, everyone, thank you!"