The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 716

"Haha!"

"Miss Zhong!"

Lin Chuan laughed and corrected: "To be precise, I know you, but you don't know me, but this is normal, isn't it?"

"Hello!"

Zhong Lingguang looked at Lin Chuan vigilantly.

Over the years, she has seen too many people approaching her with bad intentions.

After all, her identity is too special. She and her existence are enough to make too many people rush into it. Seeing Lin Chuan talking to her, she instinctively felt that there was something wrong with Lin Chuan.

"Huh!?"

At this time, Zhong Lingguang let out a light "huh".

Because as she observed Lin Chuan, she was surprised to find that the young man in front of her was actually a master of the peak of dark energy, and if she was not mistaken, this young man was only in his early twenties.

Such an age.

Such strength.

The future achievements may not be much worse than her, Zhong Lingguang.

This kind of genius has its own pride. Would he deliberately approach her?

Just when Zhong Lingguang was a little surprised, Lin Chuan smiled and said ambiguously: "Miss Zhong, my surname is Lin, and I am an old friend of Qin Chao. I have seen you through photos!"

"Xiao Chao!"

Zhong Lingguang showed a look of realization.

Then she recalled that her junior brother Qin Chao did have a friend named Lin, and it seemed that he was a son of a family in Lingnan, and the accent of Mr. Lin, who was obviously a rich second-generation, was also from Lingnan.

After thinking it through.

Zhong Lingguang looked at Lin Chuan with a lot of relief.

"Yes!"

Lin Chuan nodded, and said with a hint of meaning: "Qin Chao and I are friends of life and death, old friends!"

Speaking of this.

The little maid on the side almost laughed out loud.

Yes!

Old friends!

They both wanted to kill each other, and almost killed each other. What else could this not be a friend of life and death? There was nothing wrong with what her master said.

"Hello!"

Zhong Lingguang greeted politely.

"Miss Zhong!"

Lin Chuan pretended to ask casually: "Do you like calligraphy and painting?"

As he said that, Lin Chuan pointed at the calligraphy.

"No!"

Zhong Lingguang had a good first impression of Lin Chuan and responded immediately.

You know.

Even her junior brother Qin Chao had some flattering eyes when he saw her, but Lin Chuan was different. That confidence seemed to be born.

She smiled and said, "I don't like calligraphy and painting, but my boss likes to write and paint, and he likes calligraphy and painting of frontier poems the most. It just so happens that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, so I came here specially to pick a gift for him."

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Zhong's boss is quite caring towards Miss Zhong."

"He is a very nice person."

Zhong Lingguang smiled and said, "Why, do you like calligraphy and painting too?"

"That's not the case!"

Lin Chuan shook his head and said frankly, "I just arrived in Beijing today. I heard about the name of Panjiayuan, so I came here specially to see it, but I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"Is that so!"

Zhong Lingguang smiled and said, "It seems that we are quite destined to meet each other."

"Yes!"

Lin Chuan nodded.

His eyes fell on the calligraphy of "Song of White Snow to Send Judge Wu Back to Beijing".

Seeing this, the stall owner's heart was alarmed.

A pair of eyes stared at Lin Chuan, full of warnings.

However, Lin Chuan gave him a cold look in return.

The stall owner was furious.

But Lin Chuan was no longer looking at him.

Lin Chuan glanced at the calligraphy and smiled at Zhong Lingguang: "Miss Zhong, from your tone just now, you should not know much about antiques, right?"

"Yes!"

Zhong Lingguang nodded readily and said: "I know nothing about this."

"What a coincidence!"

Lin Chuan laughed and said: "I happen to know about antiques!"

"Really!?"

Zhong Lingguang was delighted.

Although she had already taken out her card to pay, she really had no idea in her heart. Now that she heard that Lin Chuan knew, she felt like a big stone fell to the ground.

Lin Chuan nodded, "It doesn't matter if I don't understand. I'm very familiar with Master Shen Yunfei, the president of the Lingnan Antiques Association. If it doesn't work, I'll ask him to help."

"If you don't mind, I'll help you take a look?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble you!"

Zhong Lingguang was straightforward and responded immediately.

"Wait a minute!"

Lin Chuan heard the voice and immediately began to look at the copybook.

On the side, the stall owner's face turned green.

He was just a little bit away from selling this copybook and getting one million.

But when the deal was about to be made, a young man suddenly showed up.

However.

Although the stall owner was angry, he was not panicked.

After all, this Lin Chuan was too young.

And the antique industry requires not only knowledge, but also experience.

As forWhat do you mean you know Shen Yunfei?

Haha.

Who can't brag?! ?

Seeing Lin Chuan start, the people around him also gathered around, including several passers-by who came to Panjiayuan to buy handicrafts after persuading Lin Chuan at the entrance of Panjiayuan.

At this moment.

These passers-by looked at Lin Chuan with great interest.

It's been so many years.

Many people have seen through scams in Panjiayuan, but it's rare to see someone like Lin Chuan helping people on the spot and directly slapping the stall owner in the face. Everyone wants to see what the subsequent plot will be like.

You know, if you dare to set up a stall in Panjiayuan, you must have some skills.

Take the stall owner in front of you for example. He has a lot of common sense about antiques, and his grasp of people's hearts is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Even if it is proved that the things are fakes.

It may not be possible to do anything to this stall owner. After all, antiques are antiques. Which master has not been fooled?

On the street stall.

Lin Chuan carefully examined the copybook on the street stall.

I have to say.

This copybook really looks like the real thing.

The paper is deliberately made old and yellow, and the appearance is not perfect. The words on the copybook are also good. At first glance, it really has the charm of Xu Zhenqing, one of the four great talents in the early Ming Dynasty.

Although this technique is full of loopholes in the hands of experts, it is absolutely enough for ordinary people.

Ordinary people don’t have so much common sense. If the stall owner deceives a little and the price is not too outrageous, they may really pay the bill.

No wonder the stall owner couldn’t help but threaten me with his eyes just now, asking me not to meddle in other people’s business. One million, this stall owner may not make this amount in a year.

Thinking of this.

Lin Chuan put down the copybook and stood up.

Instantly.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on him.

“How is it?”

Zhong Lingguang asked hurriedly.

“Little brother, how do you see it?”

The stall owner on the side also asked nervously.

Lin Chuan did not answer him, but looked at Zhong Lingguang and said: "This painting is quite good. Based on my many years of experience, it should be worth this amount!"

As he said this, Lin Chuan stretched out a finger.