Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chai Hanlin looked up and saw Jiang Chi carrying the washbasin and taking his sister out.

No. [-] Middle School's accommodation conditions are notoriously good, and the dormitory has its own bathroom. In such a cold day, why did Jiang Chi go out to wash up.

And get that...an antique-like earthen washbasin...

Is this the taste of an aristocratic family?

Zhao Chen led Shitong, and waited for the "Tiger and Wolf Teachers" in the antique circle of Longcheng under the fourth street light as usual.

This time, Lao Liu came by car and said that they had to go to the appraisal office to appraise the authenticity first, and they were led by the director of the appraisal office.

Zhao Chen hesitated, and looked at his watch, it was already 8 o'clock.

Old Liu narrowed his eyes, "Hehe, kid, what's wrong? Are you guilty?"

Zhao Chen sneered, he felt guilty about the broken pots at home.

"Then you have to send me back after the appraisal. Our school gate closes at 9:[-], and my sister can't climb the wall."

Old Liu nodded, "As long as your things are real, I'll bring you back in eight palanquins!"

Zhao Chen hehe, as long as you have money.

This is the first time for Zhao Chen to come to this kind of antique appraisal institution here. There was a similar place in the Jin Dynasty, called a pawnshop.

Lao Liu and his group all came, and the leader he mentioned looked only in his 40s, a round younger than Lao Liu and his group.

Lao Liu introduced the director, "Director Zheng graduated from the Department of Archeology of Peking University, and he has research on the Jin Dynasty in particular."

Zhao Chen understood, nodded, and passed the basin in his arms, "Since there is so much research, let's take a look at it."

Director Zheng pushed his glasses, took the big full pot, and bent his waist. He didn't expect it to be so heavy. Seeing that the young man was so thin, he looked so relaxed in his arms.

Washbasin, gold, spittoon, calligraphy and painting are piled together...

The gold is almost filled to the brim, no wonder the whole washbasin is so heavy.

In short, it doesn’t feel like you’re packing a valuable antique treasure, but it’s like...stuffing Chinese cabbage into the car

Lao Liu was beside him and introduced Director Zheng's brilliant resume during his school days and after work, and even appeared on the CCTV Appreciation Program.

Zhao Chen nodded, "That's quite powerful."

Old Liu raised his jaw, "That's right, any fake, no matter how high-quality the imitation is, don't even try to escape Director Zheng's eyes."

When Lao Liu was talking, his small eyes stared at him with a smile, as if to say, young man, if it is found to be fake, you will be embarrassed.

Zhao Chen smiled and said nothing, everyone surrounded Director Zheng, Director Zheng put on gloves, turned on the brightest headlight, and inspected calligraphy and paintings, inkstones, gold, and pots and jars one by one, Director Zheng said If he didn't say anything, everyone else held their breath.

Everyone in the audience seemed to be fixed by Sunflower's acupressure hands, only Shitong rubbed his thighs and called "Brother" softly.

Zhao Chen patted Shitong's head, held the child in his arms, and subconsciously protected it.

It took a full 10 minutes before Director Zheng put down the magnifying glass in his hand, took off his gloves, and walked towards him.

Director Zheng didn't speak, and the old men chatted in an instant

"I think it's fake too. A child, how can there be so many treasures!"

"Fuck old Liu, if you don't know gold, you don't belong to the Jin Dynasty!"

Old Liu scratched his head, he didn't know, and turned his head to look at the young man with displeasure in his gaze, "You are a student, even if you lack money, you can't do such crooked tricks—"

Director Zheng grabbed Zhao Chen's hand, "Son! Where did you get all these things!" His eyes were full of hope.

Old Liu paused, and then he heard Director Zheng say, "Is it the antiques collected by your parents that you secretly sold?!"

Zhao Chen rolled his big eyes: "...my sister and I depend on each other for life, without parents."

When the others heard it, they all came over, "Zheng Suo, is it true?"

Director Zheng nodded, "It's true!"

All the old men, including Lao Liu, gasped. This table is full of treasures, all of which are genuine!

Old Liu swallowed his saliva, pointed to the table, "Are these from the period of Emperor Jin Yuan?"

Zhao Chen shook his head, "The gold is from the period of Emperor Jin Wu, and the others are from the period of Emperor Jin Yuan."

Old Liu looked at Zheng Suo, Zheng Suo nodded, "Exactly."

All the old men were dumbfounded.

At 9:20, sitting in Lao Liu's car and going back to school, Zhao Chen was in a relaxed mood. He turned his phone around, and a small brick could hold 300 million yuan.

Old Liu held the spittoon in his arms and drove the car excitedly.

Lao Liu's financial resources are limited, so he can only afford a spittoon.

When I got off the car at the gate, it was exactly 9:[-]. Old Liu Yi grabbed his hand, "Son, wait for me to save up money, and you will find me if you have any treasures! Let's not leave anyone else's fields!"

Hehe, I really don't think of myself as an outsider.

Zhao Chen withdrew his hand: "That's enough for now, I won't sell it anymore."

He is a dignified King of the Ninth Five-Year Gold. In modern times, he would be used as a tool to marry a wife. It would be embarrassing to say it.

Now buying a house is urgent, there is no way.

Getting a little hungry after tossing around, Zhao Chen led Shitong to the school supermarket to buy instant noodles, took two bowls of Master Kong, and was about to pay for it, thinking that Chai Hanlin must still be studying, so he went back to get another box.

Back to the dormitory with three big bowls of noodles, Chai Hanlin was still immersed in the book, Zhao Chen put the red Master Kang on Chai Hanlin's table, blew on his frozen hands, "Add a supper, I'll boil the pot hot water."

Chai Hanlin looked at the instant noodles in front of him, and his stomach growled. The two smiled at each other, pulled the chairs towards each other, and waited for the water to boil.

Zhao Chen hugged his sister on his lap and sat there. Chai Han hesitated and asked, "Jiang Chi, do you think I can compete?"

Zhao Chen frowned, what does it mean to walk the competition?

He didn't know, Jiang Chi had warned him, don't talk nonsense about things you don't know.

Zhao Chen thought for a while, "Then what do you think?"

Chai Hanlin hugged the back of the chair and stared at the cracks in the tiles, "My dad has a Ph. I was trained to take competitions, and I was fine when I was a child, and my father would teach me during the summer vacation, so I knew a lot of physics knowledge that many children of the same age did not know, and the competition results were also good.”

Zhao Chen nodded. He also heard from his classmates that Chai Hanlin was number one in his class. Both his parents were Gaozhi graduates from Qingbei. He had a high IQ. He skipped grades all the way since he was a child, and now he is in the physics competition training team.

Chai Hanlin suddenly sighed deeply, "Others say that my parents gave me the best genes, but maybe I am not the chosen one. I have not inherited any physical and chemical talents from my parents. I don't like competitions, I'm really stupid, Jiang Chi, you are really smart, but I'm different from you, I really spend my winter and summer vacations in books, my dad teaches me one-on-one every day, so I have Current competition results."

"The national competition is so difficult. I feel that the higher the competition goes, the more talent is needed. It is said that 99% of success comes from hard work, but that 1% of talent is really important."

Zhao Chen probably understood, "What if you take the college entrance examination directly? Your studies are solid and your grades are pretty good."

Chai Hanlin shook his head, "But the children in my parents' circle are very smart and excellent, and 80% of their colleagues' children compete for recommended admission, and you know that in a prestigious school, the recommended admission is higher than the one who went to the college entrance examination. wait."

Zhao Chen is a pragmatic person who doesn't care about reputation. He doesn't quite understand Chai Hanlin's thoughts, "Whether it's the competition recommendation or the college entrance examination to a school, isn't it the same goal by different routes?"

Chai Hanlin looked down at the floor tiles, Zhao Chen thought for a while, then turned around, "Then what do you want to do in the future?"

The wilted little eggplant suddenly came back to life, Chai Hanlin pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and smiled very honestly, "I want to be a science fiction writer, and I secretly write science fiction novels on the Internet during summer vacation, I have a lot of fans Readers! But my father said that writing novels is not a proper job, so I can only write in secret."

Seeing the gleam of light in Chai Hanlin's eyes, Zhao Chen suddenly thought of his youth, when he went to join the army, the northern border was very cold and marching was dangerous, but he liked the simplicity of defending his family and country very much.

His original intention of joining the army was not to ascend the throne, but to get out of this cage and have a world of his own.

But in the end, he still couldn't escape his fate, and he returned to this place where intrigue, intrigue, hypocrisy and obedience were required.

The time in the northern border was bitter in the eyes of others, but it was the only time before he met Jiang Chi that he felt that he was still alive.

The water gurgled, Zhao Chen got up, and patted Chai Hanlin on the shoulder, "Do what you like, so you won't regret it. You are hardworking and self-disciplined, and you still have your own dream of being a writer. That's all. You've surpassed many, many people."

Chai Hanlin looked thoughtfully at Jiang Chi's figure busy pouring water.

After eating the instant noodles, Zhao Chen arranged storybooks for Poetry Boy and started to study by himself. During the day, Jiang Chi suggested that he read some post-earthquake reconstruction content.

There was a clatter, and a heat source was at hand, Zhao Chen tilted his head, and there was an extra drink on the table.

Chai Hanlin smiled, "Drink some coffee to refresh yourself."

Zhao Chen suddenly felt that the little glasses were actually quite easy to get along with, so he nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

Chai Hanlin returned to his seat and sat down to continue studying. Zhao Chen comfortably picked up the delicate white coffee cup and took a sip.

Zhao Chen resisted so much that he didn't spit out—swallow it down!

Staring at the dark juice in the cup for a while, this soup called coffee is horrible, indeed, it is very bitter and refreshing...

At five o'clock, Jiang Chi woke up on time and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw himself lying on the floor. Fortunately, Zhao Chen did not agree to sleep with Chai Hanlin.

Chai Hanlin seems to be very warm and easy to get along with recently, maybe because he lives in a dormitory and has a lot of contact.

Jiang Chi got up and made the bed, turned on the computer to prepare for work, after thinking about it, he opened the app and put on his earphones.

Just as Zhao Chen went to court, Jiang Chi silently put his phone aside and looked at Zhao Chen after work.

Jiang Chi didn't greet Zhao Chen until the morning court and Zhao Chen returned to the imperial study.

Zhao Chen: "There is money in the card, take a look at the houses around No. [-] Middle School and pick the one you like."

Jiang Chi:?

Zhao Chen said with a smile: "The housing prices near No. 100 Middle School are not low, but more than [-] square meters should be enough."

Jiang Chi:? ? ?

Jiang Chi exited the APP and logged on to his own Bank of China online banking to see, 390 million! …

Jiang Chi returned to the APP, looked back to see that Chai Hanlin was still sleeping, and lowered his voice: "What did you sell???"

Zhao Chen smiled, "A little thing."

After Zhao Chen finished speaking, a lot of care came out.

Jiang Chi shook his head: "No, I can't ask for your money!"

Zhao Chen got serious: "Why can't you want it? This is what a man should do. You follow me, I... It's fine if I can't be by your side all the time, and I can let you stay in a small dormitory with Shitong all the time ?"

Jiang Chi hesitated.

Zhao Chen was very firm: "This is necessary."

Jiang Chi raised his eyes to look at Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen couldn't accompany him to control this, it should be a hurdle in Zhao Chen's heart.

Jiang Chi finally nodded, "Okay then, but just this once, don't sell it in the future, I am capable of making money."

Jiang Chi thought for a while, and then added, "Don't think that you are not with me. My mobile phone is always with me, so in fact, you are with me all the time. I am very happy."

Zhao Chen was a little surprised: "Are you really happy?"

Jiang Chi nodded, "Of course, I am very happy every day. I have to turn on my phone to look at you every day when I open my eyes, so that I can work with peace of mind."

Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, then his cheeks turned red, and he was surrounded by a screen full of little pink hearts. Jiang Chi also blushed and pulled the little pink hearts aside, revealing his handsome face

The heart-shaped bar in the upper left corner has already reached 1198, and the item transmission between the two worlds can be opened at 1314. At that time, can he send Zhao Chen anything at will?

But if you can send real things at will, how can the system cheat Krypton?Isn't the system at a loss?

He was wondering, the system seemed to have mind reading skills, and immediately popped up a prompt

[Item transfer function: Two players can choose any item to transfer, which greatly facilitates the interaction between the two players, and the conscience system only charges 1% of the handling fee. ] Jiang Chi: "..."

The system is immortal, cheating krypton non-stop.

But how to value the gift?Then if Zhao Chen gave him anything casually, wouldn't they all be antiques?1% of Antique...

[Conscience system, conscience valuation, please trust the system's unified product ovo] Jiang Chi: "..."

Really know how to read minds, there is definitely no system.

Zhao Chen seemed to have received this reminder at the same time. Zhao Chen stared at the whiteboard in front of him for a while, and touched the whiteboard very friendly. The whiteboard didn't stop shaking until the moment his head was touched.

Zhao Chen nodded to express his satisfaction: "This function is good, and things that can be solved with money are nothing."

Jiang Chi: "..."

You can't chat with rich people.

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