80 plane Taobao master

Although the balance in the account is really not much, fortunately there is no annoying tail in the column of the amount owed.

Yun An put the magic broom aside, closed the Taobao interface, and began to observe the courtyard.

Speaking of it, this seemed to be the first time he had looked at the Siheyuan seriously.

When he came last time, he just took a brief look, then locked the door and left, and never came back since then, this time...

The weeds in the courtyard were pulled clean, and the dust in the house was also cleaned up. Although many places still looked dilapidated due to years of disrepair, he still saw the whole courtyard.

Now that the cleaning started, Yun An didn't want to give up halfway. He came to the hall and gathered the paper scraps and broken ceramic fragments scattered in the hall little by little.

From the words and phrases on the scraps of paper, one can still see what they looked like before they were torn apart. Some are words, some are paintings, some are old, some are fresh, but no matter which one they are, even if he hasn’t pieced the scraps of paper together After completing a calligraphy or painting, it can still be seen that the value of these calligraphy and paintings is not low.

It sounds unbelievable that someone would tear up valuable calligraphy and paintings, but in fact, when the ten-year turmoil began, these calligraphy and paintings were the existence that many people shunned and feared, and it was not surprising that they were torn up and discarded.

"Fortunately, grandpa didn't come back, otherwise he would be very angry when he saw this." Yun An said in a low voice.

Even if the calligraphy and paintings that have been torn into pieces can be pieced together into a complete set of calligraphy and paintings, they will not be worth much, but Yun An still has no intention of throwing away these calligraphy and paintings, but put them aside in categories.

Simply, most of the things in the living room have been emptied, the place is big enough, and there is no one else but him, so no one will disturb his movements.

These things that were thrown on the ground were in a mess when they were torn apart, but when everyone left, no one came here again, so what they looked like when they were torn up is what they look like now.

After collecting all the shredded papers, Yun An also found a few fragments that could be pieced together to even fit the gaps.

"Magic paste potion, you deserve it!"

Yun An squatted on the ground, still holding the gap between the two pieces of paper in his hand, looking helplessly at the virtual frame that suddenly appeared in front of him: "Did I give you interest to make you very upset?"

But obviously, the answer that looks like an intelligent system does not have an intelligent answer beyond the scope of work. Facing Yun'an's rhetorical question, it just asked in accordance with the usual practice.

"Would you like to buy?"

"how much is it?"

"1000 gold coin per bottle."

Yun An looked at the number above, and then at the account balance on the other side. The bright 13 seemed to be mocking his poverty.

only……

Yun An lowered his head and looked at the debris on the ground.

Since these calligraphy and paintings are hung in the hall, even if they are not particularly valuable, grandpa must like them very much. When these calligraphy and paintings were torn into pieces, grandpa probably felt very sad.

Yunan found out the memories of the past ten years in his previous life, those memories were a long time ago for him, he only remembered that the two of them did most of the work on the farm.

As for things other than farming.

Yunan narrowed his eyes, he rarely heard his grandfather mention the matter in the courtyard, only a few times, he once heard his grandfather sigh alone, but when he asked, his grandfather only said that the past is in the past, and it will never come back not going.

He didn't know what the so-called past referred to by his grandfather, but these fragmented calligraphy and paintings may also be in his grandfather's past memory.

1000 gold coins is really expensive for Yunan today. After deducting the gold coins he owns, he still owes 987 gold coins.

But what he got were calligraphy and paintings with special meaning.

Without thinking too long, Yun An chose yes.

Although he never lived in this courtyard with his grandfather in his memory, if these calligraphy and paintings can really be restored to their original appearance and hung in this hall, he can also see what his grandfather looked like when he lived here.

"Purchase confirmation, the Taobao owner has obtained a bottle of magic paste potion, and owes 1000 billion 987 gold coins."

After the money in the account was deducted, Yun An got the so-called magic paste potion in his hand.

The bottle of the potion doesn't feel like plastic, but like glass, but the material is very light. Such a bottle has no extra weight except for the weight of the liquid inside. It should be something that belongs exclusively to the magical world.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and clicked on the Taobao interface. He remembered that when he clicked the magic button at the beginning, he couldn’t open it. He thought it might take a long time to buy things from the magic world, but now it seems that it is not. so.

He clicked the button with the word magic written on it.

"Insufficient launch privileges!"

really.

It seems that it is not that he can buy what he wants, but what he needs. Taobao will recommend corresponding products according to his needs.

As for the existence that keeps making noises, he can barely call it "Taobao customer service" at present.

But now it's much better than he imagined.

Opening the bottle of the magic paste potion, the first thing he saw was the appearance of the potion. It looked like a flowing pure liquid with a milky white color. As for how to use these liquids?

Yun An turned over the bottle cap, and sure enough, he saw a protruding part in the internal test of the bottle cap.

He just picked it lightly, and the things on it were picked off by him.

He put the bottle aside and picked up the small thing that he had picked out. At first glance, this thing looked like a coiled copper wire. It was rolled into the current shape by a long and thin copper wire, and it was just trying to unfold. The little thing in An's hand began to deform by itself, and soon turned into something like an ear pick.

"Things in the magic world are really magical." Yun An couldn't help but said.

Rather than saying that this thing is a copper wire, it is more like a memory alloy, and it is more special than a memory alloy.

As for the relationship between this little thing and the bottle cap, it is actually similar to the relationship between a magnet and a wire.

Put the two fragments on the gap together and put them on the ground, scoop up a spoonful of potion with a small spoon, and then carefully sprinkle the potion on the gap.

The two fragments used by Yun An for the experiment were not big, and it was only by coincidence that he caught these two fragments at hand, so the gaps of the two fragments were soon covered by the medicine.

Yun An knelt and sat aside, just watching helplessly as the gap on the fragment disappeared under his sight.

Is it really possible?

Yun An thought in amazement, when the last obvious gap disappeared from his sight, he picked up the fragments on the ground and moved them to his eyes for a closer look.

The sky outside is still bright right now, and he seems to be able to see the appearance of the other side through the piece of paper. The pieces were never shredded.

Yun An's expression changed as he looked at the magic potion placed on the ground.

Although he owed 987 gold coins to buy this bottle of potion, but based on the effect of this bottle of potion alone, let alone 1000 gold coins per bottle, even if it was 10000 gold coins per bottle, there would be many people fighting for it.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, many people know that the troubled times of the times are about to pass, and the next will be a period of peaceful development and prosperity, and the value of antiques will also increase.

Why has the value of antiques remained high since ancient times and in every prosperous age?

It is because every antique is unique, and if it is broken, it is really broken. Even if it is repaired by technology, it will no longer be the original one.

What's more, in Yun'an's memory, he has never seen that the restoration of antiques can be exactly the same as the original ones. Modern restoration techniques are more about filling, especially for calligraphy and painting restoration, more about finding similar paints and fabrics Material, restored after distressing.

But no matter how old it is, modern things are modern things. It is impossible for a broken silk thread to return to its original appearance, and it is impossible for a torn piece of paper to return to its original appearance.

To be honest, Yun An didn't know much about antiques, but seeing the piece of paper in his hand with no trace of restoration, he knew very well the impact of this bottle of magic restoration potion on antiques and the antique market.

Of course, these paintings and calligraphy Yunan did not intend to sell, but not necessarily the ones outside.

Yun An pursed his lips, but although the value of the antiques is high, it is not so easy to find the complete fragments.

Thinking of this, his excitement calmed down a little.

Looking at the shreds of paper piled up on the ground, he sighed, sat down on the ground, closed the lid of the magic potion and put it aside, then crossed his legs and looked for pieces that could be pieced together into complete calligraphy and paintings among the pile of shredded papers. debris.

Landscape painting, figure painting, landscape painting.

Regular script, running script, cursive script.

There are too many fragments, and it is not easy to find the fragments belonging to a certain calligraphy and painting at one time, but fortunately, all calligraphy and paintings have their own unique style, so it is not difficult to classify them according to the style of the fragments.

Yun An just sat in the middle of the hall, sorting all the fragments of calligraphy and painting.

After finally dividing all the pieces briefly, he felt a little uncomfortable in his lower abdomen.

Glancing outside the door, the sun had already set.

Subconsciously raising his hand, looking at the smooth wrist, he suddenly thought how could he buy a watch now.

But roughly estimated, the current time should be around two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

He also only had a meal with his aunt and the others in the morning, and he had almost digested it after such a long time.

Getting up from the ground, his figure swayed, not only his lower abdomen was uncomfortable, but even his brain was a little swollen.

It seems that I still have to eat something, otherwise my body may not be able to bear it.

Glancing at the shredded papers that had been sorted on the ground, he looked around and saw no obvious vents, but after thinking about these shredded papers, he sorted them out with great difficulty. In order to prevent a sudden gust of wind from blowing away his achievements, He still took the wood scattered on the ground and built a simple fence, enclosing all the shredded paper in the middle.

After all these incidents last night, Yun An's body became fussy again.

"It's really difficult to serve." Yun An frowned, walked out of the hall slowly, turned around and closed the door, and then walked towards the door.

Walking out of the gate of the courtyard, he took out the key and lock from his pocket, and hung the lock on the gate.

At this moment, a call suddenly came from not far away.

"Yunan!"

Yun An suddenly turned his head, probably because he turned too fast, his brain was dizzy for a while, before he had time to see the other party's appearance clearly, his eyes were dark, and then he lost consciousness.