Pan Xiaoqiang was lying on the beach bed with his eyes closed, enjoying the warm sunshine in Sanya, Hainan. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He took the copycat phone and looked at the number on it. His whole face drooped. He sighed and just dialed

Turning on the answer button, the female voice on the phone exploded like exploding beans.

"Pan Xiaoqiang, I'm warning you, if you don't have a house or a car, don't let your mother propose marriage to me! I don't have time to waste on a poor guy like you."

The harsh voice made Pan Xiaoqiang's face darken. He was already twenty-four this year and had never had a wife. The old lady couldn't bear it these days and asked Yanjing's aunt to find a partner for him.

This woman's name is Gui Min. She is not bad looking, but she is a pure gold digger. The first thing she asked when we met was how big the house was and what brand of car it was. When Pan Xiaoqiang said that he only had a salary of more than 3,000 yuan, this woman

He turned around and left, not even willing to waste any more saliva.

In order to avoid his aunt's talk, Pan Xiaoqiang had no choice but to accept the invitation of his friend and come to Hainan to hide for a while.

And now after listening to this woman's words, Pan Xiaoqiang guessed that his mother often called this woman to say good things. Thinking that his mother was almost fifty and still worked so hard for him, he felt a surge in his heart.

A touch of sadness and bitterness.

On the phone, the woman was still chattering endlessly, with a sharp tone: "You said you are already twenty-four years old and have nothing, yet you meet to talk to me about your dreams. How much is your dream worth? Is pork expensive? Say it one last time.

, tell your scoundrel mother that you want to marry me, prepare two million, and don’t talk about the rest."

Pan Xiaoqiang heard his kind mother being scolded by such a woman, and the fire in his heart started to rise. He lit the air hard with his left hand, held the phone in his right hand and cursed through gritted teeth: "Guimin,

Let me fucking tell you, don’t tell me that my family doesn’t have so much money. Even if I really have two million, I won’t give you a penny. Also, please clean up your bad mouth. Believe it or not, you can find someone to destroy you.

about you!"

After saying that, Pan Xiaoqiang slammed the phone on the beach bed, breathing heavily, and his cheeks turned red due to the surge of adrenaline.

A fat man on the beach bed next to Pan Xiaoqiang turned over and said softly: "What's wrong, brother, is that girl on the blind date bothering you again?"

The fat man's name is Shi Dazhuang. He is Pan Xiaoqiang's best friend and a standard second-generation rich man. During their four years in college, the two of them went out to play online games all night long. At that time, the "little and big combination" scared many experts.

Rubbing his temples, Pan Xiaoqiang picked up his mobile phone and added the woman's number to the blacklist, saying, "I must be rich, very rich, very rich."

"Oh! I asked you to go to work at my dad's place a long time ago, but you just didn't go. Otherwise, with your appearance and height, you would definitely be tall, rich and handsome!" Shi Dazhuang stretched his waist and then said: "It's a mixed bag of society.

You have to be practical, how can you be so stubborn?" When he opened his eyes and saw Pan Xiaoqiang sitting blankly on the beach chair, biting his lips, he knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, brother, aren't you appraising antiques now? I heard people say that you can make a fortune just by buying one of those things!" Shi Dazhuang took out a box of Chinese from the net pocket on the back of the chair and handed one to Pan Xiaoqiang.

Pan Xiaoqiang took the cigarette, took a sip, shook his head and said, "It's not that easy. Although I have been working very hard in the past two years after graduation, my appraisal skills... Oh! Forget it, I just walked around."

The humiliation on the phone made his patience almost zero.

What is the main reason for earning a living in the antique appraisal industry? It’s about your eyesight.

For example, if a piece of fake blue and white porcelain is considered a good thing by ordinary people, they will pay 10 million yuan for this fake. If an expert glances at it from the corner of his eye, not only will he not pay a penny, but he will pay a penny.

If the mouth of the blue and white porcelain bottle is caught, it will be thrown to the ground - fake!

But this kind of eyesight is not something that can be developed in a year or two. It is accumulated through decades of experience, experience, and knowledge. Otherwise, the eye masters in those big antique shops all have white beards!

Standing up, Pan Xiaoqiang looked at the sky habitually. The gray sky made him feel even more sad: "Oh! If only I had the ability to see through everything. I can see through everything. Now I have no choice! I can only do it."

Just take it slow!" Maybe it will take twenty or thirty years!

Unknowingly, Pan Xiaoqiang had arrived at a deserted beach, with only a few coconut trees spreading their branches to laugh at his sorrow.

Touching his aching heart, Pan Xiaoqiang reflected on the quarter of his life he had gone through. He learned nothing except playing games when he was studying. Although he struggled tenaciously after working, what was there?

Yong? I used to be stubborn and wanted to earn enough money to give back to my parents through my own efforts, but unfortunately I didn’t have any savings.

Now I have finally found a foothold in the antique shop opened by my uncle, but the antique shop is already shaky and losing money every day. It can survive this year, but it will not survive next year.

As for asking Shi Dazhuang's father for help, Pan Xiaoqiang felt that he couldn't bear it. Besides, this method not only allowed him to gain something for nothing, but also devoured his friendship with Dazhuang.

"Do I really have no way to make a lot of money? Am I really such a waste?" Pan Xiaoqiang thought and became more and more depressed. He rushed to the coconut tree and kicked it randomly like a madman.

After a while, the bare feet without shoes were scraped by the scary thick-skinned trees, and the blood flowed into the beach along the roots of the coconut trees. Pan Xiaoqiang went his own way. A series of blows these days have made this tenacious man

My heart is on the verge of being broken, and the pain outside my body is not that big of a deal.

If the golden light in the beach hadn't shot into Pan Xiaoqiang's eyes, he might have kicked himself until he broke his bones.

"Hey! What's going on? Is there gold?" Pan Xiaoqiang's mind was filled with gold coins. He put away his sadness and excitedly dug a hole on the beach, digging a one meter square hole with a stick-shaped object engraved with a dragon in it.

It appeared in front of my eyes, shining with dazzling golden light.

Pan Xiaoqiang's eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't help but hold the Panlong stick and pull it out, but it seemed to be pulled by something inside. He simply held it with both hands, pushed hard, kicked back with both feet, and plopped

He fell to the ground, but there was an extra cauldron in his arms, and the panlong stick was just one leg of the cauldron!

Examining it curiously, when Pan Xiaoqiang turned to the back of the tripod, he exclaimed "Ah" and threw the tripod back into the pit. He held the beach with both hands and instinctively stepped back a meter or two.

A wolf head formed of blood is constantly flowing on the body of the tripod, and combined with the lonely and desolate seascape, it is indescribably weird!

Pan Xiaoqiang's heart almost jumped out of his chest. After two minutes, the ancient tripod no longer emitted a dazzling golden color, but turned into a color of black mixed with gray and white.

Shaking his head, Pan Xiaoqiang tried his best to calm down, stretched out his hand to support the coconut tree beside him, and stood up reluctantly. However, he instantly felt something strange in his body. He actually felt a very thin thread secreting from the palm of his hand, and suddenly it

I felt the thread slowly begin to penetrate into the coconut tree.

Pan Xiaoqiang looked down and did not find that there was a thin thread in his hand, but he already felt that the thin thread that did not seem to exist at all slowly penetrated the thick, cocoon-like, leather-like skin of the coconut tree, and came into contact with it.

When he reached the soft wood, this was not surprising. What was more important was that an idea appeared in his mind - twelve years!

Some coconut trees on the beaches of Hainan are artificially planted. In order to protect their growth, the year of planting is usually written in red paint on their skin, and Pan Xiaoqiang can vaguely distinguish the red paint on the coconut trees around him.

Then I learned its age - exactly twelve years.

"Do you think I can tell the age of this tree now?" He felt a little excited, and looked around uneasily. He found a Coke bottle that had been discarded by tourists not far from his feet. He trotted over and pressed it with his palm.

Holding the Coke bottle, he felt the silk thread slowly protruding out and penetrating the thin aluminum foil. The silk thread fed back information to him, one year!

"It's really possible! It's really possible!" The bottom of the Coke bottle that had been turned over in Pan Xiaoqiang's hand was stamped with a steel stamp - January 17, 2012.

Pan Xiaoqiang was already elated, but he still had a sense of expectation. After all, he had just felt the tree core wrapped in thick bark. He thought he might have other abilities? He looked at the watch on his hand.

, threw away the Coke bottle, covered the dial with his left hand, closed his eyes, and imagined the thread drilling into the dial in his mind.

The precision rotating large and small gears, the steel rings inside the watch, and even the bouncing movement undoubtedly appeared in his mind unclearly.

After standing in silence for a long time and gathering his thoughts, Pan Xiaoqiang slapped himself hard with his right hand. It hurt! It hurt! All of this was true! Although his right cheek was swollen, he didn't even cry out in pain.

He beat his hands wildly until his chest pounded, and he happily ran in circles around the coconut tree.

What does this ability to see through the internal structure and year mean? To put it simply, this ability can even be more lethal than fluoroscopy. Some highly imitated antiques even look and feel exactly the same, and there are no other abnormalities when viewed through X-ray.

But now Pan Xiaoqiang can know the year of something by just touching it with his hand. Is it true or false? That's correct.

Finally, he fell down on the beach from exhaustion. Pan Xiaoqiang's hand was still hammering the sand about a dozen times. He exhaled a breath of filthy air and shouted loudly to the sky: "Fuck! I'm sorry."

I want to become the most awesome treasure appraiser in Yanjing City. I want everyone to know that I, Pan Xiaoqiang, will stand up from today on!"

The depression that his life in the past two years had given him, and the depression that the money-worshiping girl had given him, he completely vented at this time, and even in the end he just yelled: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Excited to the end, Pan Xiaoqiang shed tears and choked with laughter. The image of his mother's increasingly stooped back and increasingly silver hair engraved in Pan Xiaoqiang's mind. He has been favored by his mother since he was a child. Although he is the eldest brother,

His mother raised him as a little boy and kept all the delicious food for him.

It has been very difficult for my mother to drag the three brothers and sisters in the family to grow up. Now she is begging her grandparents to sue her grandmother for her own marriage. And for the sake of a useless boy like herself, she still puts her self-respect on the ground and lets others trample on her, and is treated like a scumbag.

The woman scolded him, and his heart couldn't help but tighten: "I want to make a lot of money quickly so that I can serve her well. And that bitch, I'm going to tell you from my own experience - a man will never give up if he dreams,

Just wait for me."

But having said that, talking about dreams with such a low-class woman is really like playing the piano to a cow.

Lying on the beach, he continuously touched the roots of the coconut trees with his hands. After testing his abilities several times, Pan Xiaoqiang suppressed the joy of gaining superpowers, turned over, picked up the ancient tripod, and squatted on the sand to look through it.

This cauldron is about the size of a basketball, with four legs as long as forearms. There are a large number of incomprehensible inscriptions on the body of the cauldron, and where the bloody wolf head just now is, there are carved patterns with the outline of the wolf head, and there are also various inscriptions on the sides.

Few runes embellishment.

After being immersed in the antique industry in the past few years, Pan Xiaoqiang directly denied the possibility that this tripod was built by ancients. There were three-legged round tripods and four-legged square tripods in Chinese history. The one in his hand happened to be a four-legged round tripod.

Ding, don't underestimate this subtle difference. The Ding is a nationally important weapon. If you make it to the wrong specifications, you will be beheaded.

When Pan Xiaoqiang couldn't figure out the strangeness of the ancient tripod, he accidentally saw the coconut tree that he had just raped. He was relieved. The dried blood on the bark extended from the roots of the tree to the beach, seeping into it.

Entered the location of the ancient tripod.

In other words, the bloody wolf head on the ancient cauldron just now was formed by his own blood.

Regarding this phenomenon, Pan Xiaoqiang could only give himself a rather reluctant definition: blood activated this weird tripod and gained this strange ability.

"Hey, brother, where did you buy this copper can!" A familiar voice came over. It was Shi Dazhuang. After waiting for Pan Xiaoqiang for more than an hour, Pan Xiaoqiang didn't come back. I was afraid that Pan Xiaoqiang would lose his mind and jump into the sea, so I simply looked for him, and happened to see Pan Xiaoqiang.

Pan Xiaoqiang was holding the ancient tripod on the ground and giggling.

Pan Xiaoqiang turned around, with a bright smile on his face, but he was very tired. Maybe it was due to excessive blood loss, and his face was a little pale, and he said, "I picked it up! Da Zhuang, I'm so tired. Now go back to the hotel and have a good rest."

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"Don't mention it, I asked you to go shopping in the sea market today to relax and unwind. Aren't you just a bastard who only knows about money?" Pan Xiaoqiang was moved by Shi Dazhuang's angry look. A rich second-generation son actually gave up for himself.

I took the opportunity to spend the evening picking up girls and do the things I usually least want to do.

"Okay, I'll put this tripod back in the hotel first!"

Shi Dazhuang came up to Pan Xiaoqiang, pointed at the tripod and asked, "How many thousands is this thing worth?"

"Hey, if you sell it as copper, you can get more than 400 yuan."
To be continued...