The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

"Little brother, can you help me see how much this calligraphy and painting can be worth?"

Not long after Huawen entered the pawn shop, he was called from behind. He was dressed all attire, and even if he was sitting in the shop, basically no one dared to disturb him. Only an old man with bad eyes came in, his hands full of vicissitudes. Tremblingly holding calligraphy and painting for him to read.

"Where is that dirty old man! Come on!" Steward Ma immediately pushed the old man away, and the shop assistants also came to stop him, how could a dirty farmer touch the young master.

"It's okay," Huawen called Guanshi Ma, "I happen to be too busy, old man, show it to me."

He raised his hand to signal the guys to go to work on their own, nodded kindly to the old man, took the calligraphy and painting and unfolded them for a look.

Unfortunately, although Huawen doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, I can also find that this is not a good thing. The painting skills are exaggerated and clumsy, so it should be an imitation, but...

"Little brother, how much can this be? I asked the scholar in the village to recognize the words on it, and he said it was Tang Bohu's painting!" The old man opened his white eyes and looked at him expectantly.

"Old man, why do you want to be this painting?" Huawen asked.

The old man rubbed his hands together awkwardly, and heaved a long sigh: "Hey, I borrowed money to ask for this painting when I was young, and I thought it looked good at the time! The seller also said it was a treasure, and I have been reluctant to hide it, but there is nothing in the field this year. If the harvest...isn't worth some silver dollars, how will my family live..."

"Hmm..." Knowing that the shopkeeper and the clerks were watching him quietly, Huawen could only shake his head and said, "Old man, to be honest, your painting is not very valuable, it is worth three hundred copper coins at most."

The old man seemed to be shocked, and he wanted to struggle to ask for a price, but he was stared back by the unquestionable eyes of the horse manager: "Our little boss is what he says, with your eyes, it's amazing to be able to find treasures, If you don't have good things, stop fooling people, let's go."

Huawen took a deep look at the painting, and then turned his gaze to the coarse and short-brown old man. He was faintly familiar, and his tone was gentler.

"Sorry, take it back. Although it's not worth much, it's a good thing for you after liking it for so long." Huawen winked at him behind his back, "It's much more valuable than money. , take it well."

The old man seemed to have really bad eyesight. He didn't see the hint in Huawen's eyes for a while, and walked away dejectedly.

"Manager Ma," Hua Wen ordered, "If the old man has gone to another pawn shop, help me stop him."

Guanshi Ma was a little surprised: "Yes, young master...but that painting is definitely not good."

Huawen shook his head and looked at the void where the old man left: "It's not a painting, but a person. He gives me a familiar feeling. I should have seen him when I was young."

The fuzzy childhood memories gradually became clear because of the appearance of this old painter. Something must have happened to Yu Wenjie when he was young, so the old lady doted on him to such a degree that he was always worried that he would be "stolen".

After seeing off the old man, a steady stream of customers came in with things, and everyone looked at the high counter of the pawnshop with expectant and painful eyes, hoping to exchange for more.

In the turbulent era, gold and silver are the only things that can preserve their value and life, so many people come to pawn their family heirlooms and old objects to pawn. I paid a sum of money and left, feeling that I was worth it.

It didn't take long for the shop to be sold to buyers at five or even ten times the price. Most of them were foreigners, and they took away many cultural relics under the name of collectors.

Huawen can't help, as an intern boss, all he can do is to learn how to identify and operate step by step.

After a whole day, my eyes are dazzled by the pictures and texts, and I have to sigh in my heart that Yu's pawnshop is the most widely distributed and famous pawnshop in Qingshi and even Chuzhou, and most of the pawns sold are of high quality.

Only when checking the warehouse, Huawen suddenly found several beautifully crafted fakes, causing the shopkeeper to raise the price quietly, and the next day they changed hands to the auction house run by the gringo.

"Third young master, how do you know these are fakes?" The shopkeeper's gaze was like a torch, and he was curious how the third young master, who was rumored to be ignorant and inexperienced, could tell the fakes at a glance.

The picture and text couldn't explain clearly, and he pretended to weigh the exquisite gilt copper stove in his hand, smelled a strange smell, couldn't help but put it down, then cleared his throat and said: "Everything has a spirit, look at these few pieces. It doesn’t have aura, it’s definitely not more than ten years old, and it’s not as old as me, but it’s quite realistic when it’s made old, it can fool a lot of people, even experts are easy to be fooled, but it definitely can’t fool my eyes.”

The shopkeeper nodded secretly, he was the one who knew the authenticity of them best, and Yu Bojie personally arranged for those fakes to come in, and the test was to test his eyesight for painting and writing.

The members of the Yu family who started out as a pawn shop all have good treasure appraisal skills. If Yu Bojie and the others practiced and gained knowledge later, then painting and writing would be regarded as an innate talent.

Don't look at the pictures and texts that talk about it, but things like aura are really not nonsense.

This is an ability that he himself is not clear about. Anyway, when he sees these old objects now, vague inspirations emerge in his mind, and he can even vaguely perceive the age and judge the value.

However, not all the aura of old things is reflected through time, there are also various accidents, such as the piety of collectors, even fake and inferior imitations have extraordinary inspiration, just like the calligraphy and painting of the old man before.

It's a pity that this kind of inspiration can only be seen in the pictures and texts. Even if the appearance of such a spiritual object is not good, it can cure diseases and eliminate disasters at home. It is more valuable than hundreds of copper coins, so the pictures and texts would rather not accept it.

He sighed and complained to the system: "What kind of Shuangwen cheat is prescribed for me?"

The system is serious: [If you are interested in this ability, I can record it. In the future, if there are any tasks in the three thousand worlds to appraise treasures and save the world, I will leave it to you, the instructor. 】

Hua Wen couldn't laugh or cry: "Stop talking, the key now is why do I have this ability?"

[Maybe it was caused by the second possession,] the system said mysteriously, 【Your first possession was on an unknown object, the second possession brought this keen perception of inspiration, you can Find the answer from the clay sculpture that was possessed for the first time. 】

So I still have to go to the locked ancestral hall in Yu Mansion, just like what Dai Dongjun said, you can understand everything there.

The shopkeeper told Yu Bojie, who was in charge of the family, all the inspections of Huawen in the past few days. Huawen knew it well.

He just wanted to find out what Yu Bojie and the others were doing.

In the evening, Manager Ma also brought news when he took him home. The old man who worked as a painter returned home with the painting just as he persuaded.

"Well... continue to help me pay attention to his news." Huawen nodded thoughtfully.

Guanshi Ma spent a whole day working on this, and when he had a picture and a sentence, he instantly felt refreshed: "Yes, don't worry!"

Hua Wen sat in the car with him, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Ma, my brother asked you to do things with me all day, will it be boring?"

Steward Ma immediately sat up straight: "How can you be bored! It's an honor to serve the young master!"

"If it's really an honor, don't say such polite words," Huawen knew that he was the son of the old housekeeper, Uncle Ma, so he was naturally more cordial than other servants, "Can I call you by your name directly in the future? Anyway, you are a big deal How much am I?"

Guanshi Ma's eyes widened in surprise, his face flushed red: "Yes...thank you, young master!"

"Thank you, Ma Lin," Hua Wen patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, "Please teach me more in the future."

Ma Lin was touched by Huawen so casually, his shoulders didn't seem to be his own, and his whole body was buoyed up. Seeing that this delicate hand was about to leave him, he was very reluctant to reach out to keep him, but the car braked suddenly.

Huawen was caught off guard and rushed forward, and the driver quickly supported Huawen who was about to pounce on the front seat, leaving him unscathed.

But Ma Lin turned on his back, hit his head on the back of the chair, and stared at him.

"Old Wang! How did you drive!" He yelled angrily, holding his forehead, "Be careful not to fall on the young master!"

"I'm fine," Hua Wen was still calm, a little surprised at the driver's quick response, "What happened?"

The driver, Old Wang, kept his head down, and said in a calm voice, "A black cat flashed past just now."

"Black cat?" Ma Lin missed the opportunity to get close to the young master, with a gloomy expression on his face, "It's really bad luck at night."

The car continued to drive, Huawen stared at the back of the driver's seat in front of him, without stopping.

After returning to the Yu mansion, Ma Lin was dismissed by him, and two figures appeared beside the quiet Ford car.

"Old Wang?" Huawen walked over slowly, staring at the man leaning against the car with his head bowed in front of him, "Are you really the driver? Or..."

The man was wearing the driver's black round cap, and raised his head with a chuckle when he heard the words. He had a dark and simple face, but he had a pair of blue eyes.

"It's quite sharp," the corner of the man's mouth curled up in a familiar arc, "little thing."

Huawen frowned: "Where's the driver, Old Wang? What did you do to him?"

The man took off his round cap, and his ordinary face carried a mysterious charm like night under his lazy expression: "He's fine, he just slept at home for most of the day, and he will forget everything when he wakes up tomorrow. He is still your driver."

"I said that I can be anyone, so please be careful, maybe one day, I will become your closest and most trusted person."

The two stood near the side door of Yu's mansion. This is where they usually park their cars. Yu Bojie hadn't returned home. There were not many people in the mansion, so it was silent at this moment.

The cool wind blew through the distance between the two of them, and just thinking about it made people feel chills on their backs.

"I just didn't expect you to meet in this way, the mysterious Mr. Big Bad Wolf," Hua Wen was not afraid at all, leaning against the car door leisurely with folded arms, "No matter who you become, I will recognize it at a glance , as long as you don't hurt them, it might turn out to be an interesting challenge, and I wouldn't mind playing with you."

The man couldn't help squinting his eyes: "When did you become so courageous? Didn't you run away crying and shouting in the dream?"

The picture text looked slightly embarrassed: "No, I just ran away at most, what do you mean by crying and shouting! Besides, your half-werewolf appearance is indeed a bit scary. It is natural to be afraid of the unknown. Either you don't scare me, or don't scare me!" Bite me!"

Regarding the matter of biting the picture text, the man was rarely silent, he paused unnaturally, and directly skipped the topic: "Okay, I didn't come to you to bicker, I have something serious to talk to you about." business."

Huawen bared her teeth secretly, thinking that you also know it’s not time to bicker, that’s fine, you’ll be able to evade the problem, and then fight in your dreams to see who has the stronger mouth!

"I came to see you today. Apart from confirming your situation, I have something else to discuss with you."

The man's tone was neither salty nor weak, without the oppressive feeling of the half werewolf in the dream, he was exceptionally quiet: "The recent actions of your two elder brothers not only endangered my interests, but also implicated the lives of many people. , I can't sit idly by, if you want to cover up, I can have many ways to solve you."

Huawen couldn't help being stunned, this was actually related to something he thought about day and night, and forgot to answer for a while.

The man thought his silence was indecision, and his blue eyes lit up with a dangerous gleam: "If you want to continue pampering them, I can kill you first, and then replace your identity, so that the follow-up matters will be much more convenient. "

Hearing his threat, people who don't understand it will be really scared, but as a person who knows this guy's underpants, he is naturally not afraid at all.

"I know, I know, I was scared, but I don't think you will really do this, right?" Huawen waved his hand, blinking his sly eyes.

Seeing that his threat was accepted softly without any effect, the man's face became even more paralyzed, as if he wanted to use some other means to subdue this little thing that made his teeth itch.

Looking at his appearance, Hua Wen felt that if he continued like this, the other party might also rush to bite him to vent his anger in reality, and immediately turned his face seriously and said: "Actually, I also suspect that they have something to hide from me. Tianzheng wanted to find out, but because he had no chance, the eldest brother sent someone to watch me very strictly, and I couldn't help it, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, what can you do? Please help me!"

The man didn't expect Huawen to agree so readily, as if he had already stood on the same front with him, and the appearance of being filled with righteous indignation and eager to try was not just pretending.

He could see the desire in everyone's heart, and the cunning little fox in front of him was so pure that he doubted his own eyes.

"Okay...it's good for you to have such awareness," the man cleared his throat and regained his serious expression, "It's really hard for you to get away alone, but with me here, you don't have to worry, opportunities will come naturally Looking for you."

"what?"

"You will know tomorrow." The man maintained his usual style of magic stick, said half and kept the other half, bowed his head to the picture and saluted, and then turned into black fine sand in the next moment, blown away by the wind.

"You... just leave as you say, without saying hello..." Huawen looked at the black sand that disappeared before his eyes with some disappointment. A few fine gravels were still flying by his hand, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to grab it. One, but the next second it disappeared in the palm of my hand.

The sense of loss is like a sponge that has absorbed water, sinking heavily in his heart, it’s okay not to see him, when he sees this guy he loves and hates at the same time, it’s like finally comforting an unbearable drug|addiction, and the next moment it flares up again .

Returning to the room with a heavy heart, he happened to run into Ma Lin who was looking for him everywhere. Today, he hit a big red envelope on his forehead because of sudden braking. I enjoyed reading the pictures and texts, and naturally felt a little better.

"Master, where have you been?" Ma Lin hurried over to ask, "Do you need some supper? The kitchen is always hot for you."

Huawen just wanted to say no, but in a blink of an eye, he saw an extra coat on the hanger at the entrance of the lobby: "Brother is back?"

"Yes, the boss just came back today, drank some wine, and is working in the study at the moment."

Huawen nodded in thought, and ordered: "There is hangover soup in the kitchen, I'll take it to elder brother, and let's have some supper by the way, he must have been drinking too much these days and eating nothing, be careful to hurt his stomach .”

Ma Lin said: "Yes, you are still caring, young master. The boss has never thought about finding a family. There is no mistress at home to consider these things. It is impossible."

Huawen recalled Yu Yajie and his reasons for refusing to get married before, and was inexplicably uneasy, and said with relief: "Now I can only look at him temporarily, Ma Lin, you can't be careless, once there is a suitable candidate, let the elder brother take a look." .”

"Yes, you are still thoughtful."

Knocking on the door with hangover soup and entering the study room, I saw Yu Bojie staring at the documents on the desk with a sullen face. Although he covered it with other things when the picture text came in, his keen sense of smell still allowed him to find out—that The paper smelled of blood.

"Brother, you've left me alone for so many days!" Huawen pretended not to notice anything, and used his youngest coquettish skills to stick Yu Bojie, "If it wasn't for you not looking for a wife, I would have thought you were raped." Which goblin is entangled in me, and I forgot about my brothers and sisters!"

Yu Bojie raised his head with a smile: "You kid still blame me? Have you had fun in Qingshi these few days, it's time to get down to business."

"I've been going to the shop for many days, and nothing has happened! I swear!" Huawen raised three fingers, "But, brother, I've been looking at the shop, it's really boring."

Huawen curled his lips at Yu Bojie, and sat on the grand teacher's chair with his feet crossed, idly: "I don't want to stay here anymore, tell me what you have to do! Let me go out to play after finishing speaking!"

Yu Bojie still showed an ambiguous smile: "It's still early, big brother still needs a little time, so you can stay at ease and exercise your eyesight. Don't just think that you are a bit talented, and you will suffer in the future."

Seeing that Huawen was still unhappy, of course he would still slap him and give him a candy. He took out an invitation card with gold platinum on it and handed it to him: "I know you are bored, but you are still a child at heart and not calm. This invitation card Here you go, the boutique auction at Bodelli in the Concession tomorrow is where the few imitations you resold will go, do you want to go and see whoever bought those things are taken advantage of?"

This is undoubtedly a great temptation for fun-loving playboys, and even the picture text is interesting. After accepting this invitation, he frowned hesitantly on purpose: "Well...no one knows it's me. Did you sell it? If it is found out to be a fake, big brother, will my legs be broken?"

"It's all foreigners who are interested in those things, and they don't know the depth. Even if you ask someone to appraise them, they can't compare to your eyes." Yu Bojie stroked the beard on his lips and thought, "If you are really scared, you don't have to , we have people over there."

"Who?"

Yu Bojie raised his eyebrows mysteriously: "Bo Deli is an auction house jointly established by foreigners and Donghe Foreign Company. You can see the big boss of the place!"

Hearing this familiar foreign firm, Huawen opened his eyes wide: "Could it be, Dai...Boss Dai?!"

The next day, a lot of cars and bodyguards poured into the busy concession area, and surrounded a luxurious club.

The Bodleian Auction House is indeed the largest and most expensive auction house in the concession. It started displaying and publicizing at noon, and welcomed the distinguished guests to the auction site to visit and have a rest. Lunch was also included.

Huawen, as the young master of the Yu family, naturally disdains to eat and drink, but in order for him to make more high-class friends, Yu Bojie sent Ma Lin to follow him all the way and supervise him to socialize. The boss is Yu Bojie's friend, so he has to go to say hello, and he must not be rude.

Sitting in the car, the picture text began to play tricks: "Ma Lin, I don't want to make friends with those so-called high-class people. They only know how to flatter, and they have one thing on the surface and another on the other side. Has the matter of selling counterfeit goods been exposed?"

Hearing this, Ma Lin couldn't help but soften his heart: "Master, don't worry, concentrate on eating your own food during the dinner party, and I will report to the boss that you have studied and communicated seriously, and you have not caused trouble."

With a smile on the picture and text, the plan goes through.

Arriving at the gate of Bodili, a row of waiters are all in shirts and black trousers, with a professional and elegant posture. Every distinguished guest is introduced by a special person, and each auction item is introduced to them intimately.

"Young Master Yu, this way please." The paintings posted by Jinbo are served by special waiters. The deacons of the auction house have carefully selected them. They are all young and upright young people who are polite to the paintings. Very much like a person.

All the waiters here are so gentle and elegant, the corners of their mouths seem to be smiling, some are respectful and some are gentle, undoubtedly they all have a strong personal color, and they have been well trained.

The guests attending the meeting, no matter whether they were nouveau riche or landowners, felt that they were being led to become more elegant by these educated waiters, and no one found this sense of disobedience.

Only Huawen felt uncomfortable, and his mind was full of the words of the big bad wolf——

Careful, I could be anyone.

Now, the waiters in all directions looked like that guy, inexplicably a little creepy.

As the steward, Ma Lin could not enter the restaurant for the time being, so Huawen went in with the deacon, and the lunch meeting was in progress.

Celebrities from all walks of life meet here, chatting and laughing with wine glasses, many foreigners are also here, obviously superior and surrounded by the crowd, and everyone who comes in comes over to say hello.

Although Huawen is the youngest of the local snake family, because he has not been in the social circle very much, no one knows who he is. He only thinks that he should be a rich young man, but he deliberately rejects people thousands of miles away with a cold face, and no one dares to approach him for a while. , have gone to curry favor with those white people.

Huawen didn't bother to pay attention to those pugs, he forgot all about what Yu Bojie told him about Boss Boss Wan, and leaned on the chair in the corner to eat by himself.

At first, he didn't have any hope, but he didn't expect that the food at a buffet lunch meeting was quite delicious, especially the fresh and sweet seafood porridge. He couldn't help but drank two bowls of it.

He wiped the corners of his mouth reservedly. Fortunately, Ma Lin would not reveal that he was autistic here, digesting the food in his stomach in the corner, and felt more and more how it could be so suitable for him, as if it was specially made for him, and the taste was still delicious. familiar.

Just in the middle of the lunch meeting, the inner door suddenly opened, and everyone looked there respectfully and expectantly.

A familiar figure walked in. The man in the dark three-piece suit still had an aura that cannot be ignored, holding a wolf-headed cane that symbolized his status. Although his demeanor was gentle and not arrogant, it was impossible to ignore his strong presence , and it was even difficult to look at him for a while, as if an invisible wave swept through everyone.

After the moment of stupefaction passed, Huawen blinked his eyes. He keenly felt the glance of the other party's eyes, and then was locked in place by a glance, unable to move.

Just like a prey being watched closely by a wolf, Huawen suddenly felt the eyes of all the waiters in the room, together with the eyes of the man, like a pack of hunting wolves, all of them had circled him.

Huawen couldn't help swallowing, just staring blankly at this man passing through the hall, everyone automatically made way for him, but he arrived in front of him in a moment.

"Wenjie?" Dai Dongjun lowered his head slightly, his long and narrow eyes were hidden by black eyelashes, and he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you won't forget me, will you?"

"How...how could it be?" Huawen couldn't help but paused, his heart was beating extremely fast, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or something else, "Hi Boss Dai, that, I was called by my elder brother to improve my knowledge and I don't know the rules I still need your forgiveness."

In front of so many people, the picture text couldn't show anything, and he probably understood the arrangement of the big bad wolf last night, that he wanted to meet him here to facilitate the next plan.

But the premise is that Huawen doesn't know that Dai Dongjun is the big bad wolf.

Dai Dongjun didn't listen to the polite words, and shook his head with regret: "It's only been a few days, so why are you unfamiliar, today your brother entrusted you to me temporarily, then I am your brother now, why don't you see outsiders."

Huawen nodded vaguely, and suddenly met the big bad wolf who was acting in front of him and felt good about himself. He couldn't help but want to laugh, and lowered his head at a loss, staring at the bowl of seafood porridge.

Dai Dongjun rejected the guests who came to toast with a polite smile, and stayed by Huawen's side wholeheartedly, and said casually: "How do you feel about this meal?"

The picture text didn't hide it either: "Boss Dai, don't laugh at me, to be honest, it's a bit boring."

"I also think." Daidong Jun took a sip of green plum wine and nodded lightly, "Look at these people, they flock to the powerful, but they don't know that the next day these people who are fawned on by others may lose their families and die on the street. .”

Huawen glanced at him suspiciously, Dai Dongjun was pleased by the timid eyes like a frightened little animal, smiled, and raised his wine glass to him:

"Of course, you probably won't be among them...well, I won't scare you anymore. The chaos of war is approaching the interior these days, and no one can absolutely guarantee that they will survive to see the sun the next day. What about the last auction?"

Huawen pursed the corners of his mouth, thought seriously and said, "Then...wouldn't you be in a bad position? Can you recover the cost?"

Dai Dongjun didn't expect that at this time, the painting would still be thinking about himself, and the blue eyes filled with joyful emotions: "I may lose my family and lose my fortune. When I live on the streets, will you take me in?"

Then you can go back to Dongge Mountain and be your tyrant... Huawen almost blurted out, he knows the general details of Dai Dongjun, so he can't just expose himself like this.

So Huawen jokingly said: "I don't know about this, the eldest brother and the second brother are both businessmen by nature, and they will definitely not take in down-and-out friends, but I am not, I will send you food, you can move to Dongge Shan, I heard that there are gods in the mountains, you are so graceful, I believe you can live a decent life living in seclusion in the mountains."

His words seemed to hit Dai Dongjun's smile, and the always calm Boss Dai laughed out loud. The guests in the hall all looked at him in surprise. They had never seen Dai Dongjun laugh so happily. , all looked at Huawen, this little-known rich young master with admiration.

"Haha, Wenjie, you are really the treasure of the Yu family." Dai Dongjun drank the green plum wine in one gulp, and patted Huawen on the shoulder, "I hope you can be so interesting every day, enjoy today's auction, I still have something to do, see you later at the auction."

Huawen felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't understand the deep meaning in it for a while, so he could only nod his head and say yes.

"By the way," before he left, Dai Dongjun turned his head and pointed to the seafood porridge at hand, "If you like this porridge, drink more, there is still a pot in the back kitchen."

"Thank you Boss Dai, this seafood porridge is delicious." Huawen thanked him sincerely.

Dai Dongjun nodded his cane with satisfaction: "Since it suits your taste so much, I will make more next time. Thank you for your kindness."

Huawen froze in place, watching Daidong Jun go away, he did not expect that this seafood porridge was made by Daidong Jun himself, no wonder...

Puffing his cheeks, recalling the familiar taste, he recalled something in a trance, and laughed as he felt the heat beating in his heart.

No wonder the taste is so familiar, this guy taught himself how to cook.