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Originally, before Qin Yu had opened his fan, although Chen Hee and the others could see that this was an old object, none of them were very serious about it.

This was because when they first saw the fan bone, the three of them, who had been immersed in practicing this art for many years, were almost certain that it was an old object from the Qing Dynasty. However, in the past, it was only at the late stage of the Qing Dynasty, so it wasn't too far from now.

Since the bone was so badly damaged, they felt that the fan inside should be somewhat damaged. Then, the original value of the fan would be greatly reduced. For veteran players like them, these sorts of things were basically not worth looking at.

However, when Qin Yu had fully opened the fan, the three old players' gazes were fixated on the fan, and the more they looked, the more shocked they were. It could even be said to be serious and cautious, afraid that they would accidentally miss something.

After looking for a few minutes at the same time, the three of them took out different type of magnifying glasses from their respective pockets. Chen Hee's magnifying glass was as small as a fingernail, it could freely expand and shrink, just like the "clairvoyant eye" of the old era. On the other hand, Zhang Senxu was as big as a mirror, with a palm and was inlaid with gold.

This was the first time Lin Xi saw them take out such a special tool so formally. He couldn't help but be deeply shocked, he never thought that the value of this fan would be so high, to actually have the three of them take it so seriously.

In truth, Lin Xi was not the only one that was shocked, even Ang Youyong, who was an obedient child, was extremely shocked. Amongst the three old players, Chen Hee was familiar with Qin Yu, Zhang Senxu had seen it before, but he had never seen their serious expressions before.

Furthermore, he also knew the origin of this fan. Back then, he had even brought Lin Xi to look up the information, and only knew that the person who signed it was very outstanding.

After all, how could there be such a good thing that could be picked up by Lin Xi easily? But looking at it now, this fan was most likely a real object, and as for its value, it was definitely worth it.

But then again, Lin Xi had actually already known what to do. Today, he was only going to use the three of them to fix his personality and see how much it was worth. After all, what he cared the most about was money.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiyan became more and more curious about Lin Xi. Her pair of beautiful eyes sparkled, as if she could see through Lin Xi.

It was because Zhang Zhiyan never thought that other than the Buddha statue, Lin Xi would also bring this fan. If the value of the Buddha statue was mentioned before, Qin Yu had already seen through it for him, but this fan did not.

Looking at the three of them, the history and value of the fan was obvious, it was only a matter of time before it would be evaluated, and it would definitely not be too low. But even so, Lin Xi was still calm and composed, as though even if he met with some great incident, it would not be able to surprise him.

Seeing how calm Lin Xi was, and how he understood everything, Zhang Zhiyan suddenly thought of the phrase "Mount Tai collapsed with no change in expression". Could it be that this was how Lin Xi was described?

In Zhang Zhiyan's opinion, this person in front of her was definitely different from others. She knew Buddhism, knew history, understood antiques, was even quite talented, and had this kind of demeanor. She was extremely curious in her heart, as if there was something in this world that he didn't understand, or perhaps she could even say that there was something that would surprise him.

The reason why she treated Lin Xi as a friend was mainly because she felt that Lin Xi wasn't like those high-level disciples who were trying to get close to her. She felt that Lin Xi had a huge goal in mind, and that Lin Xi was purely trying to get along with her, just like her and Xia Qi.

Of course, there were also the effects of Ang Youyong and Xia Qi, but right now, she was extremely interested in the man sitting beside his.

Once this kind of interest was formed, it couldn't be stopped. She wanted to get to know this man well, wanted to know what had happened to him to become like this. However, she didn't know what it meant when a woman had a strong interest in a man.

Moreover, she felt that Lin Xi was extremely different from other men. However, she had forgotten that a few days ago, she had felt that Lin Xi was very annoying and thought that he was purposely showing off his talent in front of her, to be no different from those capable children who had intentionally gotten close to her.

The process of identification was extremely slow. After another half an hour passed without any sound from the quiet room, Ang Youyong's stomach finally could not help but growl, causing Zhang Zhiyan to be unable to hold back her laughter.

Qin Yu and the other two were finally done appraising, and each of them slowly returned to their respective seats. However, their eyes never moved away from the fan, as though they were afraid it would run away.

Then, Zhang Senxu let out a faint sigh, looked at the fan opened in front of him with a complicated gaze, and asked bitterly: "Lin Xi, this fan is also the fan this old man saw at the stall that day, right?"

Lin Xi revealed a genial smile, and chuckled: Master Zhang is right, it's that fan. When you were picking out items from the stall that day, this brat was not far behind you, and saw you carrying the fish basket bottle and snuff bottle away, he couldn't help but want to go up and take a look, and then see the folding fan. However, this brat had a bad eye, and only bought it after looking at its old style.

only said that, and immediately understood the whole situation, and looking at Zhang Senxu's expression, it was probably not far from the truth.

Even though Chen Hee had been a good friend to him for many years, he seemed to be extremely saddened by this matter. He asked with interest: "What, Old Zhang, you've seen this fan before."

Hearing Chen Hee's words, Zhang Senxu nodded lightly, but was unwilling to say it out loud. It was as if there was a part of his sorrowful past that was hiding behind this fan.

However, Zhang Senxu still said it out loud, revealing the story of him and the fat, skinny, dashing monk, dueling each other for intelligence and courage. Logically speaking, this was supposed to be a beautiful story that would cause people to clap and cheer for him, it could even make Chen Hee endlessly envious, but now, it was filled with bitterness, as if his face had been slapped.

But then again, Zhang Senxu did seem to have been slapped in the face. To be more accurate, he was the one who had been slapped in the eyes, and the one who lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seed was him.