The antique shop of the rich fake master

Qu Qiuli's "self-portrait" was unanimously approved by the crew.

"Okay, that's it." Director Wei waved his hand, "Go find a Chu Liang costume for Xiao Qu, and we'll start filming."

Chu Liang is the actor who plays Qu Qiuli's friend.

"Thank you, brother." Chu Liang has a carefree personality, "Fortunately, you can draw, otherwise you will have to delay the progress of the crew because of me."

He was a little bit sorry for it before.

"You're welcome." Qu Qiuli got along with them quite happily during this time, "My role is about to wrap up, you guys continue to work hard."

There are still a lot of roles in the future, but they have nothing to do with Qu Qiuli.

After all, he still has high expectations for a documentary based on his own tomb.

Qu Qiu left and changed into Chu Liang's costume. As soon as he walked out, there were suffocating and uncontrollable voices from all corners of the crew.

Obviously they are all the same costumes, so why does Qu Qiuli feel completely different from Chu Liang when he wears them?

It is simply a real buyer's show and a seller's show.

Even Qu Qiuli didn't have any makeup or hairstyle, and the pure makeup completely killed Chu Liang's all-round and exquisite appearance.

Chu Liang was about to cry, "Brother, it's a good thing you won't be in the entertainment industry in the future, otherwise what else would we have to do?"

After finishing speaking, he also bowed to Qu Qiuli in a funny way, "Come on for good looks."

In fact, Chu Liang's appearance is still very good in the entertainment industry, he is quite a handsome young man, but compared with Qu Qiuli, he is still a little bit less interesting.

In the final analysis, these people have not had close contact with the ancients, and they cannot achieve Qu Qiuli's natural cool and classical atmosphere.

Qu Qiuli teased with a smile, "Then do you have to treat me to dinner?"

"Please." It was Director Wei who spoke, "Xiao Qu strives to finish filming today, and I invite the whole crew to dinner."

Whoa!Now it's lively.

Director Wei is notoriously stingy, and now he wants to invite the whole crew to dinner, isn't it exciting.

With Director Wei's words, the whole crew seemed to have been beaten to death.

Qu Qiuli played two roles by himself, and the filming was very successful. The second picture he drew under the camera was even more perfect.

"Cut." Director Wei nodded uncontrollably, "Okay, this scene is over, and I will take two more small shots, and Xiao Qu will change back to his clothes."

The later shots and the shot of Qu Qiuli as a model are very simple, and it didn't take long to finish shooting.

"Okay, Xiao Qu has the last shot." Director Wei said with a smile, "Xiao Qu, let's go change clothes. The last scene will be shot to the end. You must walk gracefully and show the aura of a Zhou Chaozi."

This shot is to shoot the scene where the noble son leaves.

For Qu Qiuli, this is not a complicated matter.

From the Qingshiban road in Wangcheng, walk out of the majestic city wall, walk into the mountains, and go far away...

"Cut!" There are almost no flaws in the long shot of this section, "Okay, congratulations to Xiao Qu."

The whole crew applauded, and the staff brought flowers, and the director personally took out a red envelope.

"This is?" Qu Qiuli didn't know, so, is there any red envelope for the finale?

The director smiled, "In our line of work, there are red envelopes for playing dead people, so it's bad luck."

"But I didn't play a dead person." Qu Qiuli thought, "Then what is my red envelope?"

"After all, you played the role of the owner of the tomb. Although it is a tomb of clothes, please show some interest." The director forced him to give him a red envelope, "It's not a lot of money, take it with you."

Qu Qiuli was not polite either, and accepted the joy.

The crew experience this time is not bad, at least much more enjoyable than the last variety show.

Qu Qiuli finished filming and ended today's scene. In the evening, the entire crew gathered for a meal. As the actor who played the tomb owner, he was often toasted today.

Qu Qiuli's drinking capacity is average, and he will soon be on the top, but he is happy today, and he didn't disappoint by saying that he couldn't drink anymore.

Anyway, in addition to finishing filming, he has also completed his work as a historical consultant, which means that he can leave the film crew tomorrow.

It's okay to drink a little more today.

The consequence was that the next day, Qu Qiuli woke up after sleeping until noon, and there were already several missed calls on his phone.

The first to bear the brunt was the phone call from Mr. Yin.

Mr. Yin definitely wouldn't call if he had nothing to do. He made two or three calls in a row, which was a novelty. He probably had something urgent.

Qu Qiuli didn't dare to delay, and immediately returned the call.

"Ah Li." Elder Yin's voice was still so sonorous, "I heard that you have finished the filming, how do you feel?"

"It's pretty good. The people on the set are pretty easy to get along with." Qu Qiuli knew that the teacher called, and it was definitely not because he was concerned about how he was doing on the set. He asked, "It's the ancient tomb. What's new?" Did you find it?"

"Hahahahaha." Elder Yin laughed heartily, "You are really clever. You dug into a place that looks like a secret room, but you haven't opened the stone door yet."

Since it's a secret room, I don't know what's inside, it's so exciting.

A little happy, so I want to share it with his favorite student.

Qu Qiuli thumped again in his heart, who the hell is doing these bastards?

However, it doesn't matter who it is, he has an intuition that there shouldn't be anything about his identity in this ancient tomb.

Furthermore, since the secret room has not been opened yet, wouldn't he be able to get bugged again?

Previously, he only produced a box of bamboo slips, which were not considered perfect, so he decided to go to the Zhou Dynasty again to find other things and see which ones were of historical research value.

Qu Qiuli chatted with Mr. Yin for a while, hung up the phone, and then called Lin Xiangyu back.

Lin Xiangyu saw the news of Qu Qiuli's finale released by the crew on the Internet early this morning, so he called to ask.

"The filming over there is over, do you still want to stay as a historical consultant?" Lin Xiangyu asked, "When can you come back? If you don't come back in a hurry, I have something to send you here."

Originally, it was possible to go back directly, but now Qu Qiuli has to go to the Zhou Dynasty, and I don't know if there will be a delay of several days.

He thought for a while, "There is no need to send the things. I may be able to go back after a few days of delay. I will deal with the follow-up. Maybe you send it, and I will change it back."

"That's fine." Lin Xiangyu said, "Send me the flight number when the time comes, and I'll pick you up."

Qu Qiuli could hear the impatience in his tone, he smiled and said hello.

Although he is not in a hurry to return to Anshi, he will not stay on the crew's territory and travel through.

He had already said goodbye to the director and crew members yesterday, and he was going to pack his things and leave.

First go to the city and find a hotel to stay for two days.

It's too risky to travel directly here, the crew is too busy, and the hotel is relatively safe.

The shooting base is not far from the downtown area, so I booked an online car-hailing service and went there, and booked the best hotel in the city center.

Such a hotel has a high safety factor and strong privacy. With a Do Not Disturb sign, even the cleaning aunts will not come in.

After everything was arranged properly, Qu Qiuli changed into a suit of clothes.

I gave him two sets of costumes from the crew as souvenirs, and they were just right for me to wear this time, so I didn't bother to change.

Fiddled with the pocket watch, and in the blink of an eye, it was the familiar bedroom again.

After tidying up his robes, Qu Qiuli opened the door and went out.

The family of three servants in the courtyard didn't show any surprise in their eyes, they saluted and greeted politely.

"I'm going out today, so you can go with me." Qu Qiuli thought, he was not a native of Zhou Dynasty, and he must not know as much about Zhou Dynasty as these natives.

He's going out shopping, so it's better to take the natives with him.

The family of three obediently followed Qu Qiuli out.

"Where is the nearby market?" Qu Qiuli asked as soon as he went out, "The more things you sell, the better, and the more mixed the better, regardless of price or value."

The servant woman stepped forward and replied, "Young Master Li, there is a big market in the west of the city, but... the things sold may not catch your eyes. The people who go there to buy and sell are ordinary people."

Qu Qiuli understood that what he wanted was such a place, "Lead the way."

The market in the west of the city was not far away. When Qu Qiuli arrived, there was a lot of people there, and vendors everywhere were hawking.

It is here.

When Qu Qiuli brought his family of three into the market, they were swept away. They were generous, but they didn't buy anything valuable.

Others couldn't see anything, they just thought that this powerful young man might want to play something new, but Qu Qiuli knew the value of these things he bought.

There are many things that were rarely unearthed in later generations, or were not passed on to later generations at all.

Those brought back are all cultural relics.

In the past, due to the limitation of world consciousness, these things might not be able to be brought back, and even if they could be brought back, it was difficult to explain, after all, the origin was not clear.

But it's different now, buried in his clothes tomb, it's not like he can take whatever he wants.

I hope that what he is doing now can catch up with the speed at which Mr. Yin and the others open the stone door of the secret room.

For two consecutive days, Qu Qiuli took his family of servants to sweep the goods, he bought in front, and the servants behind.

Fortunately, gold is universal in any era.

Although most of the bronze knife coins or cloth coins are used here, who doesn't want something as golden as gold?

In this era, those who can produce gold are high-ranking officials and nobles, and the street vendors dare not look up at this young man when they see gold.

Qu Qiuli’s gold was brought over from other dynasties. Modern gold costs hundreds of dollars a gram, which is not worth it. Therefore, the gold from other dynasties was taken back and melted, and all of them were beaten into small gold beans, which is not obtrusive or disturbing. other people's attention.

"Young Master Li?" A carriage stopped, and the people inside lifted the curtain, "I look like you from a distance."

Qu Qiuli looked up, "Young master, Su'an is well."

"Where is Young Master Li?" Jiang Su looked at the servant behind him and asked, "Why are you buying these? Do you want to come out and buy them yourself?"

He didn't understand that it was enough to tell the servants or slaves about this kind of thing.

"It's just a whim." Qu Qiuli didn't intend to explain, "Where is Young Master Su going?"

"Young Master Wei invited me to have a drink." Young Master Su said, "Maybe we will go together. I may not have had a good time with you for a long time."

Qu Qiuli thought about it, but he didn't refuse.

These people may have built the tomb for him. The news that he wanted to bury the things he bought this time has not yet spread.

He ordered his servants to carry their things home, and he himself got into the carriage of Young Master Su.

Young Master Wei's eyes lit up when he saw Qu Qiuli, and he walked thousands of times in a hurry, "Young Master Li, a few days ago I had someone send invitations to my door, and your servant said that you are not in the royal city, when will you come back?" ?”

"I just came back the day before yesterday." Qu Qiuli had a proper attitude, "I ran into Mr. Su on the road, and said that Wei was going to treat guests to a drink, so I followed with the cheek, and I hope Mr. Wei will not dislike me."

"It's an honor for Wei." Young Master Wei was obviously very happy, "Please sit down quickly, I got a few jars of good wine in the past two days, and I thought that it would be better to have fun alone than to have fun with others."

Want to drink again?

Qu Qiuli was drunk that day, and when he heard the word "wine," he felt a green pain in his head.

What's more, the wine of this era has a lot of impurities, not to mention the taste.

I don't know how these ancient people tasted the fragrance of this wine.

But it's all coming, he has to break into the inside, it's impossible not to drink.

The gatherings of ancient people were nothing more than reciting poems and composing Fu, throwing pots, and fighting cocks. Qu Qiuli was born in it, but he was also outside it.

He only needs to stand up occasionally to maintain his personality, and not let these ancient people think that he, the hidden son, is a worthless person.

For example, arithmetic.

In this era when counting chips are still used, Qu Qiuli can amaze them by memorizing a multiplication table.

The world consciousness is limited, but the formulas for multiplication are different. There are similar formulas recorded in many ancient books.

For example, everyone is familiar with it: there are five or six champions, and six or seven boys.

The five or six people here do not mean five or six people, but five or six or thirty people.

These are all evolutions of multiplication formulas, so he will not be restricted from speaking them out.

But he didn't mess around, he didn't memorize it from beginning to end, he just opened his mouth when he needed it, and he never fell behind.

In a gathering of ancient people, Qu Qiuli stabilized his personality and achieved his goal.

He wanted to bring all the things he had during his lifetime into the tomb, so that he would not be alone in another world.

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has a heart.

Anyway, he is ready. As for whether he can succeed, it will wait for Mr. Yin to dig out that Schrödinger's secret room.

Back at the mansion, Qu Qiuli thought for a while, then took out a blank bamboo slip, and recorded the faulty history of this era, or those secret unofficial histories, word by word.

Then put these things into the pile of bought things.

Order your servants, and Qu Qiuli will return to modern times.

After three or four days of delay in Zhou Dynasty, he should go home.

In the past few days, he came back at night to check the information, which was not bad, nothing bad happened, only Lin Xiangyu's daily greetings.

After packing the suitcase, I found that something was missing.

It was the first self-portrait he drew on the set. The director asked him to take it home as a souvenir. He remembered it and put it in the box. How could it be lost?

Surely no one came in the hotel room, so where did the painting go?

Qu Qiu suddenly thought absurdly in his heart, which painting was most likely taken to Zhou Dynasty by him.

Thinking of this, he immediately went back to Zhou Chao, and sure enough, he found the painting in the corner of the room.

There was a little dust, Qu Qiuli cleaned him up and prepared to take him back.

But after playing with the pocket watch, something strange happened, and he couldn't take this painting with him.

The thoughts in my heart are getting more and more absurd. Could it be that the one I dug up was painted by myself?

Qu Qiuli: "..."

The meaning of this world is really getting more and more strange.

Forget it, since you can't take it back, forget it, Qu Qiuli put the painting properly into a wooden box, and then put it in the cabinet.

Back in modern times, he bought a plane ticket and sent the flight information to Lin Xiangyu. The next day, as soon as he walked out of the airport, he saw Lin Xiangyu waiting.

"Brother, how long have you been here?" Qu Qiuli trotted over, "Why didn't you wait for me in the car?"

Lin Xiangyu didn't speak, took Qu Qiuli's salute with his left hand, and took out a bouquet of flowers from behind with his right hand and handed it to Qu Qiuli.

"This is?" Qu Qiuli admitted that his heart was beating a little fast at this moment.

No one has ever sent him a bouquet of flowers at the airport, or a bouquet of acacias and white roses.

What's the point?

Qu Qiuli, who had never been in a relationship, didn't understand either, so he wanted to check it out after he went back.

"I bought it on the way." Lin Xiangyu walked forward with the suitcase, not daring to look Qu Qiuli directly in the eyes, "Do you still like it?"

Qu Qiuli hugged the flower, and followed him happily, "Well, I like it, this flower is very beautiful, have you been busy recently?"

"As long as you like it." Lin Xiangyu felt relieved, and answered Qu Qiuli's question, "It's not very busy."

It seems that there are still merits in the online strategy.

After Qu Qiuli got home, he didn't rest. He changed his clothes and went to the antique shop again. Lin Xiangyu sent him off and went back to the company. The two made an appointment to go out on another day.

Qu Qiuli was a little emotional as he walked on this antique street.

Originally, he just wanted to open an antique shop to support the research expenses of the research laboratory, but he went to the ghost market because so many things were involved in a bronze vessel.

Participating in the archaeological work of ancient tombs and the restoration of cultural relics, hey... I haven't been to the store for so long.

It's really hard for Diao Xiaoyun to have a holiday.

Anyway, he can rest for a few days before returning to the cultural relics center, thinking about giving Diao Xiaoyun a few days off.

As a result, before he reached the door of the store, he saw a lot of people gathered outside the antique store, and many of them were taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Qu Qiuli frowned slightly, what happened?

I walked over quickly and listened to the discussion for a few ears, as if some internet celebrity was visiting the shop.

But don't Internet celebrity shoppers always go to restaurants, leisure clubs, why come to his antique shop?

"Give way." Qu Qiuli politely pushed aside the crowd that was packed at the gate, "I'm the boss here, let me go in and have a look first."

Hey, "The boss is here." Someone yelled.

The crowd became more excited immediately, but they also took the initiative to give way to a small path, allowing Qu Qiuli to enter the shop smoothly.

"Boss." Diao Xiaoyun's brows were a little impatient, "You are here, if you don't come, I should call the police."

"What's going on?" Qu Qiuli looked around the store, and there was a tall girl with fashionable clothes and famous brands all over her body, who was holding a live broadcast on her mobile phone.

Diao Xiaoyun pointed to the vase on the reception table, "It's like this. The lady said that the vase was bought from us. After she sent it for appraisal, she found that it was a fake. She came here today to ask for trouble."

But the point is, "I've never seen her before, and this vase must not have been bought in our store."

Qu Qiuli and Diao Xiaoyun knew what those things were in the store.

Moreover, this period is the off-season, and it takes several days to open an order. Diao Xiaoyun can remember the general appearance of the customer.

That is deliberately to find fault.

Qu Qiuli walked over, "Miss, this vase of yours is indeed not from our shop, please respect yourself."

The internet celebrity's first glance at Qu Qiuli flashed a flash of surprise, but she quickly expressed her dissatisfaction on her face, "I said you bought it here, so could it be a fake? I can't mistake the store. Bar?"

"Then, miss, where are your receipts?" Qu Qiuli was not afraid at all, "All the antiques sold in our shop have perfect receipts, please take a look."

Miss Wanghong paused, "I didn't buy it myself, but my friend bought it, and he lost the receipt."

"In that case, you have no evidence to prove that you bought this vase in our store." Qu Qiuli made a gesture of invitation, "Then please ask Miss to find out before you come over, I still have to make it in my store." Business."

This is to kick people out.

The Internet celebrity lady was immediately annoyed, but she refused to go out, "My friend said that the vase was bought in this store. If you don't believe me, I can show you the message he sent him."

She immediately took out a mobile phone, clicked on the chat history, and handed the phone to Qu Qiuli.

Qu Qiuli took a look.

The man said that when he entered the store, he could see a picture of mountains and rivers, the salesperson was a beautiful woman, and there were a few small details that matched his store.

It looks like that.

"Miss, have you looked at the diagonally opposite side?" Qu Qiuli asked, "I remember that the diagonally opposite decoration layout is similar to mine. Could it be that your friend made a mistake?"

"Impossible." Miss Wanghong immediately retorted, "My friend didn't remember the name of the store clearly, nor did he remember the house number, so I found it from one family to another. Only yours is exactly the same as my friend's description."

"Boss." Diao Xiaoyun came over and pulled Qu Qiuli's sleeve, "The diagonally opposite side was redecorated last week."

Qu Qiuli was taken aback for a moment, and then asked the internet celebrity lady, "When did your friend buy this vase?"

"It's been more than half a month." The internet celebrity replied, "Don't try to renege on your debt."

She pointed to the slogan on the wall: Antiques are guaranteed to be authentic, fake ones will be compensated for one hundred million.

"This is the guarantee given by your own store. If you don't refund the money, I will sue you for defrauding consumers."

Qu Qiuli laughed angrily, it was so obvious that he had been tricked.

Who is behind that beer belly boss?

Why come here specifically for his store?

As for whether this Internet celebrity lady was used by others, or if she was an insider, it is not clear.

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