After the prompt sounded, a light door appeared out of thin air.

Xiang Nan's soul was immediately sucked out of Ji Xiaolan's body and thrown into the Light Gate.

Immediately afterwards, a series of pictures flashed before his eyes.

Yunzhou Mansion, he and Du Xiaoyue met for the first time; Dream of Red Mansions, he and Xiangyun met for the first time; Hangzhou Mansion, he and Su Qinglian met for the first time; Country Inn, he and Hong Xia met for the first time; He and Zhao Qing met for the first time at the Jiangnan Examination Center...

These are all beautiful memories, which make Xiang Nan unable to help but feel excited, happy and emotional at the same time.

As these scenes flashed by, Xiang Nan's memory also faded rapidly until it disappeared completely.

But that feeling of joy stayed in his heart forever.

…

At the end, a picture flashed before Xiang Nan's eyes.

That was Ji Xiaolan on his deathbed. Although he was an extremely high-ranking official in his life and left a clear name that would be praised by future generations. He was worthy of the country and the people, but he only owed something to Du Xiaoyue.

Because while helping him investigate a case, Du Xiaoyue was unfortunately plotted against her, and she died. Before she died, she was not able to marry Ji Xiaolan. This was his biggest regret in life.

Therefore, when Ji Xiaolan was dying, she begged not to let down Du Xiaoyue's affection again.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Nan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If there are flowers, you must break them off. Don’t wait until there are no flowers.

In fact, Ji Xiaolan had long known about Du Xiaoyue's affection for him, but because of his reputation and face, he always refused to accept her. As a result, he regretted it only after she lost her. It is really regrettable.

"In return for the host, Ji Xiaolan is willing to dedicate all his talents and knowledge, as well as his eloquence of iron teeth and bronze teeth in return." The system then prompted.

When Xiang Nan heard this, he was overjoyed.

Ji Xiaolan is known as the most talented person in the world. He is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, poetry, antique appreciation, medicine and astrology.

After inheriting his talent and learning, he is at least equivalent to a master of Chinese studies and an expert in connoisseurship.

And Ji Xiaolan's eloquence is equally impressive. With his iron teeth and three-inch tongue, he can be as powerful as a million soldiers.

These two skills can be said to be very practical, which makes Xiang Nan very happy.

Immediately, a vast amount of knowledge poured into Xiang Nan's mind.

Poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, various schools of thought, appreciation of antiques, medicine and horoscopes... Ji Xiaolan lived to be eighty-two years old and was known as the most talented man in the world. fear.

Therefore, so much knowledge really gave Xiang Nan a splitting headache. It took a long time for him to wake up.

…

"Oh my God, my head almost exploded!" Xiang Nan opened his eyes, still feeling a little dizzy.

Ji Xiaolan's knowledge accumulation is so rich. He is the chief editor of Sikuquanshu, which is the largest cultural project in ancient China and the most comprehensive and systematic summary of Chinese classical culture.

As the editor-in-chief, Ji Xiaolan has read almost all of these books. And because he has a photographic memory, he has stored all the ancient Chinese books in his mind, which is probably more terrifying than the collection of books in a library.

Coupled with the knowledge that has not been passed down in books, Ji Xiaolan's knowledge accumulation is really vast. Now Xiang Nan has gained a lot of money.

"What should I do with this knowledge?" Xiang Nan then thought again.

His poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting are indeed good knowledge. Unfortunately, we are not in ancient times, so he cannot take the imperial examination. There is no one at the central stage, so he cannot go to the "Hundred Schools Forum".

After much deliberation, he found that only antique appreciation was more useful.

"How about I go to the antique market and see if I can pick something up?" Xiang Nan thought to himself.

He had read "Golden Eyes", "Golden Hands", "The Great Appraiser" and other online articles before, and he was very envious of the protagonist's experience of picking up missing pieces in the antique industry and earning millions from a few hundred yuan by virtue of his special powers.

It's just that he didn't have that ability before. If he imitated the protagonist in the book and went to the antique market, he might lose his pants.

But now he is not afraid anymore.

Because Ji Xiaolan's level of appreciation of antiques is quite high. Qianlong would ask him to help identify antiques that he was not sure about. Therefore, Xiang Nan was now considered an expert, and his vision was no worse than those of famous people.

…

Xiang Nan then took a car to the antique market, opened his eyes with great interest, and started shopping.

The first stall was useless. The jades, porcelain, and ornaments looked quite old, at least hundreds of years old. But in fact they were all fake. The materials, workmanship, and shape... were all unqualified, even the ones that were hand-made.

There is no value at all.

The second stall was also useless. It was no different from the first stall. Xiang Nan even doubted whether they got the goods from the same place.

The third stall, the fourth stall...

Xiang Nan walked from stall to stall, and his mood became worse and worse the more he walked around.

At first, I looked carefully at each stall, but later I basically just glanced at it and left.

There is no way, the products on these stalls are basically all fakes. Moreover, they are fake at first glance, and even decent imitations are rare. Therefore, it is not worth the effort to look at them.

Just when Xiang Nan thought that his dream of picking up children and getting rich was about to go to waste, suddenly his eyes lit up and he stopped in front of a stall.

Because he found a surprise at this stall.

It was a jade ring. It was not long ago, and in Xiang Nan's opinion, it should be from after Jiaqing. However, the quality of the jade was not bad, and it should be worth some money.

"Boss, how do you sell this ring?" Xiang Nan squatted down and asked.

"Brother, you really know your stuff. This thumb ring was worn by Emperor Daoguang back then. I am the only one in the entire antique market! The price is the same, 100,000 yuan!" When the stall owner saw that Xiang Nan was a stranger, he probably didn't know what he was doing.

Suddenly the lion opened his mouth and said.

When Xiang Nan heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although Ji Xiaolan died in the early years of Jiaqing and he had never seen the antiques after Jiaqing, it did not mean that he could not appreciate them.

Because even if he doesn't know the exact age of this jade ring, he can still guess its value from its material, workmanship, patina, inheritance and many other aspects.

The workmanship of this jade ring finger is not very good, it is quite rough, and it seems that it was not made by anyone at first glance;

Since it is so rough, it is natural that no famous family would wear it. Not to mention Emperor Daoguang, even people with a little status would not wear such rough goods, so there is no story about inheritance;

Moreover, its patina is not too thick, and it looks like it is not something that is often worn on the body or played with for a long time. Therefore, it should not be very old.

That is to say, its material is not bad, it should be Hetian jade, so Xiang Nan is a little interested in it.

But if it's 100,000, it's definitely not worth it. In Xiang Nan's opinion, at most 5,000 will be dead. If he is lucky, he can sell it for 20,000.

"Boss, I sincerely want it, please give me an honest price." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

"Then how much are you willing to pay?" the stall owner asked.

"Three thousand yuan at most." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

"Sale of five thousand." The stall owner thought for a while and said.
Chapter completed!