Chapter 229

Dr. Wang's calm voice rang out: "I've heard it, smelly boy. If there's nothing wrong, go back quickly."

When he saw Jiang Chan, Dr. Wang smiled and was very amiable: "Jiang Chan is really young and promising. We should continue to work hard in the future!"

Wang Runhui interrupted: "if she continues to work hard, shouldn't she go to heaven?"

Wang Runhui's words are also true. Jiang Chan is so powerful now. If she continues to work so hard, will she have to carry a ladder to heaven by herself?

Dr. Wang slapped Wang Runhui on the head: "go cool down, boy! Look at other people's classmate Jiang Chan, and then look at you like this. You can go back and reflect."

Without comparison, Dr. Wang thought his son was very excellent, but when Jiang Chan made a comparison, Dr. Wang didn't like Wang Runhui anywhere. In the final analysis, Jiang Chan was too excellent.

Seeing that she was despised by her father and was penniless, Wang Runhui shrugged and didn't take it to heart. "OK, I'll go back first. Don't forget to go back early in the evening!"

With that, Wang Runhui ran away. Dr. Wang shook his head and looked at the empty corridor. When he faced Jiang Chan, he was all kinds of amiable.

After saying goodbye to Dr. Wang, Jiang Chan went out to look for food. Now she still has a little money on hand, and she is not soft when she spends it, because it is spent on patients after all. No matter how much she spends, Jiang Chan is willing to spend.

After setting Kangkang, President fan was ready to go out to buy rice. Just at this time, Jiang Chan pushed the door and came in. She always moves very fast. The place where the patient's meal is cooked is called delicious and attractive.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon. Dean fan accompanied Kangkang. Jiang Chan can't help. Just near the hospital is the old street. Jiang Chan plans to go out and have a long experience.

Not to pick up the leak, it's rare to come to the provincial capital once. How can I come out and have a long experience. After telling President fan about her whereabouts, Jiang Chan left the hospital with a black shoulder bag on her back.

This time is the seventh day of the lunar new year, and the shop opened as early as the fifth day. Welcome the God of wealth on the fifth day of the lunar new year. Shopkeepers want to get a good prize. The entrance of the old street is very antique, with a large memorial archway and two big characters of the old street.

Further inside, there are all kinds of old-fashioned buildings. The road is also relatively old. Looking at the full sense of age, it reveals a kind of thick details accumulated over the years.

Although it is past the fifth day of the lunar new year, the flavor of the new year is still very strong. There are many people in the old street. From time to time, I watch the guide passing by with a group of people.

People come and go in the old street, but there are not many young people like Jiang Chan, especially when she comes alone. After walking with the guide for a few minutes, the guide stopped in front of an antique shop.

Jiang Chan looked up and saw the Jubao Pavilion. Gathering treasure, gathering the treasures of the world, Jiang Chan picked her eyebrows and followed the tourists in. After entering the Jubao Pavilion, the guide didn't speak again, just stood aside and looked at everyone.

Carrying a backpack, Jiang Chan wandered casually in the Jubao Pavilion. Jubao Pavilion is very classical, surrounded by shelves, on which are all kinds of handicrafts.

Jiang Chan suddenly sucked her nose. This action was very subconscious, just like her habitual action when she was a treasure hunt mouse. The corner of Jiang Chan's mouth smoked. God, she really doesn't want this habit.

Looking aimlessly at the past, Jiang Chan only felt that these handicrafts were nothing special, but when she saw several small objects scattered everywhere at the bottom of the shelf, Jiang Chan's curiosity came up.

She still liked the feeling of picking up the leak, especially when she saw a gray brick in the corner, Jiang Chan felt that her eyes would be blinded by the golden light.

Looking at other things, Jiang Chan just didn't feel at all. She frowned thoughtfully. Did she return to the real world and bring back Xiao Jin's talent and skill?

If so, that's really great! Put this question in her heart, Jiang Chan picked up the brick two fingers long and four fingers wide and blew away a layer of floating ash on the surface. The closer she looked, the more she felt the light on the "brick" was dazzling.

If anyone looks at Jiang Chan's eyes at this time, he will find that there seems to be a golden light in Jiang Chan's eyes.

Say it's a brick. It's engraved with patterns and some ancient characters. It looks like a painting. Look at the middle of it, there is another look.

At the end of the brick ground, there is a shallow depression, oval. Jiang Chan always feels familiar when she looks at it. Suddenly, there is a flash in her mind. Isn't this what the inkstone looks like?

This is really wonderful. The inkstone carving is very level, completely avoiding the patterns and words on the bricks. It is very antique.

Then gently tap the inkstone, the texture is fine, and there is a faint sound of gold and stone. Jiang Chan decided that, not counting its years, it was indeed a rare good inkstone.

We can know whether this is an inkstone or the first world under the influence of Jiang Sen. Since ancient times, literati and refined scholars boasted of being romantic, and the wind of collecting inkstones was popular, and Jiang Sen was no exception.

Ginger cicada followed her and was influenced by it. I don't know how many good inkstones I saw. So now when she looks at the texture and shape of the inkstone, Jiang Chan knows that it is a rare good inkstone.

If Jiang Sen sees it, Jiang Sen will buy it anyway. Thinking of Jiang Sen, Jiang Chan's heart is full of memories. After experiencing so many worlds, she is still the most impressed by Jiang Sen and Lin.

Although they were not her own parents, they gave her selfless love, which also made up for Jiang Chan's lack of family affection. It can be said that Jiang Sen and Lin taught her how to love others, which Jiang Chan is most grateful to them.

Whether the inkstone is antique or not, Jiang Chan is ready to put it in her bag. Of course, if you can put it in this dusty corner, at least the shopkeeper thinks it's worthless.

There were a few more choices in it, a brush pole with bald pen head, an ancient book full of floating ash, and not even a cover.

Jiang Chan opened it and found that it was still a calligraphy book. Although she didn't know who it was, the font was iron painted and silver hooked. It was very powerful and good for practicing calligraphy.

In this way, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are poor. Jiang Chan is not in a hurry. First buy these three kinds back.

The antique shop is very lively. Almost all of the tour group are old people. Everyone has loose hands. Several old people are interested in handicrafts and are bargaining with the store.

The things Jiang Chan took were all gray. Several old people saw them, that is, looked at them, and then moved away to pay no attention. The shopkeeper was busy. After courting the price with an old woman in front, he was just ready to drink.