The second day after coming to Changji, it can be described as a fruitful day, even if there is no more leakage, even if there is no monetary income, Wang Ke still feels that today is too worthwhile. In his eyes, Zhao Menfeng definitely belongs to the kind of master who is rich and rich, and he feels that he has benefited a lot from the content explained to him all afternoon.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Menfeng, who felt that the explanation was almost the same, looked at Wang Ke's attentive appearance, and said with a smile: "Okay, as the saying goes: you can't become a big fat man by eating in one bite." That's all for today! However, I need to give you a task. ”

Wang Ke was fascinated by what he heard, but when he heard Zhao Menfeng say this, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he could only agree.

"Old Zhao, what task?" Wang Ke asked curiously.

Zhao Menfeng said: "After you go back this time, on the one hand, you must carefully read the book I gave you, and on the other hand, you must also familiarize yourself with the twenty-four histories and Qing history manuscripts. Remember what I said? Identification of antiques is the first step, without this first step of identification, everything is nonsense. ”

Wang Ke stood up from the chair respectfully, nodded and said, "Old Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely follow what you said, read books in all aspects seriously, and strive to learn more knowledge." ”

Zhao Menfeng nodded, got up from the chair, and said, "You wait for me here for a few minutes, and I'll go upstairs to get something." ”

Wang Ke looked at Zhao Menfeng's back, and his eyes slowly lit up.

Could it be that Zhao Lao has something good for him? Is it a book about ritual instruments? Or is it about other aspects of the baby?

A few minutes later, Zhao Lao returned from the second floor again, at this moment, he held a stack of printing paper in his hand, stood in front of Wang Ke, and said with a smile: "Wang Ke, I have ten more pieces of printing paper here, on which is the content of 10,000 words, if you can memorize it within three days, then come and learn from me again after three days, if you can't memorize it within three days, then you don't need to learn from me, and you don't need to come again." Remember? ”

10,000 words?

Wang Ke felt a little funny, and while reaching out to take ten pieces of printer paper, he also smiled and said: "Old Zhao, no problem, your old man's words are holy decrees, just 10,000 words, let alone three days, I can ...... in one day."

His words came to an abrupt halt, and the smile on his face froze.

His gaze had fallen on the contents of the top piece of paper at this moment, and the content made him startled.

Quickly observing all the contents on the ten sheets of printer paper, Wang Kecai looked at Zhao Menfeng in confusion. Of the 10,000 words on the ten sheets of printer paper, none of them were complete sentences, there was no punctuation, and there were no paragraphs.

"Old Zhao, you ...... You're not mistaken, right? What is this? Wang Ke asked hesitantly.

Zhao Menfeng resolutely said: "That's right, that's it, three days." ”

After saying this, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm tired, if you don't have any other questions, go back first!" ”

Wang Ke could see that Zhao Menfeng's resolute intentions, and he had no choice but to agree.

Leaving the antique trading market, Wang Ke found a bank and remitted 50,000 yuan to the landlord, which was a matter of concern.

In a remote corner outside the bank, Wang Ke took out his mobile phone and dialed the middle-aged landlord's mobile phone number.

"Hey, who's that?" The voice of a middle-aged landlord came from the phone.

"Landlord, I'm Wang Ke." Wang Ke said with a smile.

The middle-aged landlord's laughter came: "Xiao Wang! What do you think? Have you arrived in Changji? Stay safe over there, take care of yourself, and call me if you have any difficulties. ”

Before Wang Ke said the purpose of his call, he was warmed by the middle-aged landlord's words.

"Landlord, I'm okay here, I've got a job, and I'm learning from a senior. By the way, I'm calling you because I need to tell you something. ”

"Okay, well, I just know that your kid has a future, and sure enough, I was not mistaken, and I went out of Lu for the second day, and I found a job so quickly. Say something! The middle-aged landlord said with a hearty smile.

Wang Ke said: "Landlord, do you remember an incense burner I bought from you a few days ago? That incense burner was actually a magic vessel, and I didn't know what it was like at the beginning, but I found an appraisal master and identified it. Landlord, I have already sold the incense burner, a total of 100,000 yuan. I just transferred 50,000 yuan to your account, and I can't give you all the money, so I'll make my own decisions, let's divide it equally! ”

The middle-aged landlord on the other end of the phone was already stunned, he never dreamed that the broken incense burner that had been on the table of the Eight Immortals in his house for many years turned out to be a magic weapon.

Magic weapons!

It was a legendary object, he had only heard of it before, but he had never seen it.

After being stunned for a long time, he came back to his senses and said categorically: "Wang Ke, I have already sold that incense burner to you, not to mention a magic weapon, even if it is an artifact, it is also your thing, and it has nothing to do with me." So I can't ask for the money, give me your account number, and I have to send the money back to you. ”

Wang Ke had long expected that the middle-aged landlord would say this, and he had thought of all the countermeasures, hehe laughed twice, and he said lightly: "Landlord, what kind of person am I, you should know that if you let me take advantage of it in vain, I'm afraid I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life." After all, the incense burner belongs to your family, and I can earn 50,000 yuan from the middle, I am already content, if you really don't want that 50,000 yuan, you are deliberately condemning me with my conscience for the rest of my life! So, no matter what, you have to collect this money, and you have to collect it if you don't take it, and for your understanding, I know that you will not let me fall into the infamy of being unkind and unjust. ”

The middle-aged landlord was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Ke to say such a thing.

He knows Wang Ke better, and he knows that Wang Ke is a real young man, but what he said is too serious, right?

"This ...... I ......"

Wang Ke smiled and said: "Landlord, I've finished saying what I should say, if you really don't want the money, just throw it into the river, I will give you the money, we can be cleared, what you do with this money has nothing to do with me." If there is nothing else, then I'll hang up first, and there will be something to do later. ”

Without leaving a chance for the middle-aged landlord to speak, Wang Ke reached out and hung up the phone.

Because he came to Changji City, his previous mobile phone number can no longer be used, otherwise the long-distance call fee will waste him a lot of money. Looking for a place to buy a new mobile phone card, Wang Ke called his parents after changing it, told them that he had come to Changji City, and told them that he had found a job and did not need to worry about them.

Of course, Wang Ke also made up a story to prevaricate the 50,000 yuan he sent back a few days ago, in short, he could let his parents use the money with peace of mind.

Filial piety comes first, it is not easy for parents to pull themselves, and now that he has grown up, it is time for him to be filial to his parents.

On the way back to Li Ruoxi's villa, Wang Ke stopped by to buy daily necessities in a supermarket and hurried back.

Back at the villa, Aunt Song was cooking dinner, Wang Ke quickly greeted her, and then went into the room that belonged to him.

He can't waste a minute or a second, he must memorize the content of the ten pieces of printing paper given to him by Zhao Menfeng and Zhao Lao as quickly as possible, and finally find a teacher with rich knowledge and great ability, he is not willing to be rejected by others to impart knowledge because of his uselessness.

The sound of recitation echoed in Wang Ke's room.

With countless winds and horses that are not related, and the content composed of words that can't be made up at all makes Wang Ke have an abnormal headache, but there is no way, this is his task, and it is also Zhao Menfeng Zhao Lao's assessment of him, this is not like the test of judging whether the wood carving is the authenticity of the magic weapon, the kind of test can still rely on the ability to cheat, and now, you must play with real guns and live ammunition, and memorize the content of 10,000 words by rote memorization.

At dinner time, Aunt Song came to call Wang Ke, but in order to seize the time to recite, Wang Ke directly told Aunt Song that he was not hungry, and when he was hungry, he just went out to get something to eat.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Ruoxi, who was dressed in casual clothes, stretched her waist and walked down from the second floor, she had already dealt with the company's affairs through online video, and even the next few days, she arranged it properly, if there was no major matter, or an emergency, she didn't need to continue to work at all.

"Strange, what's going on with him today? I heard Aunt Song say that after he came back, he locked himself in his room and memorized things, could it be that he was learning English? With a puzzled expression, Li Ruoxi quietly came to the door closed by Wang Ke, and gently put his ear on the door.

Half a minute later, a strange expression appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

What is this reciting? The preface doesn't match the afterword, and it doesn't make sense at all.

"This guy isn't crazy, is he?"

Li Ruoxi stayed for a while before shaking his head with a wry smile and leaving.

She didn't bother Wang Ke, because she knew that since Wang Ke was reciting things, as long as he wasn't stupid, it would be very useful to him.

Time flies by like flowing water.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Wang Ke was able to recite the first two thousand words with his strong memory.

Comfortably stretched, Wang Ke's face showed a touch of confidence.

Three days, memorizing 10,000 words, is enough time.

This night, he didn't eat dinner, because he had consumed too much energy today, so after reciting the first two thousand words, he washed up and went to bed.

The next morning, when Wang Ke woke up from his sleep, he felt that what had happened last night's confidence had happened.

The first 2,000 words that I memorized by rote last night actually forgot most of them after a good night's sleep.

"What kind of assessment is this? Rote memorization of this kind of non-nutritious stuff, my head hurts! Wang Ke rubbed his temples with a sad face, and in desperation, he grabbed the information again, and didn't even do the cultivation of True Qi that he had insisted on for many years, so he began to continue to memorize.