[69 Book Bar - www.] The groom is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He wears simple clothes and looks very lean from the body. His slightly stiff face shows that he is a man of unsmiling words, especially his eyes, which are as calm as water.

Without any emotional fluctuation, I intuitively told Zhao Gang that this man was not simple!

Taking care of the carriage behind, the Hummer was not traveling very fast. It was a bit dull inside Zhao Gang's carriage, and no one spoke. The road in the country was a bit winding and bumpy, but it was extremely smooth when sitting in the car. Basically, it felt uncomfortable.

When there was too much movement, the carriage followed closely behind the car.

After driving for about an hour, a small village appeared in front of everyone. The small village was built on the mountain, and on the back of the mountain was a small river that meandered to the east.

As he got closer to the village, Zhao Gang could smell Mr. Bao's heartbeat gradually speeding up. A man of his status would naturally not care about the money. He probably couldn't swallow that breath.

“That’s the place!”

Bao Jianxin stopped at a dilapidated earthen house at the entrance of the village and walked out quickly. Zhao Gang and others followed suit.

"Is anyone home?" Bao Jianxin stood at the door and shouted inside.

Soon an old uncle came out. He was in his fifties and very energetic. He looked a little nervous when he saw a tank-like car parked in front of his house and asked: "Who are you looking for?"

Bao Jianxin thought he might be the father of the two young men and asked: "Brother, are your two sons at home?"

The old uncle asked strangely: "Did you find the wrong person? I only have one daughter, where are the two sons?"

Bao Jianxin looked around carefully and saw that it was indeed a house.

"Brother, does this house belong to you?"

"Yes. Is there any problem?" the old uncle replied vigilantly.

The situation was obvious now, but Bao Jianxin still refused to give up and asked: "Brother, have you seen two young men and an old lady coming here..."

Bao Jianxin briefly described the appearance and height of the young man and the old woman.

The old uncle shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before. Are you looking in the wrong place?"

Bao Jianxin understood everything now. He stamped his feet in anger and almost cursed.

Dong Jingjian saw Bao Jianxin looking very angry and asked with concern: "Mr. Bao, what's wrong?"

Bao Jianxin said angrily: "There was an ancient tomb found in the river we passed just now. People often fished out antiques such as ancient ceramics in the river. I didn't expect that someone would set up a trap here to frame me! You have lost Jingzhou because of your carelessness.

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Thirty thousand yuan is a drop in the bucket for Bao Jianxin. The key is face. Everyone in N City respectfully calls him "Hu Gong", but he didn't expect that he would be offered one in his hometown.

There is nothing to say. If I hadn’t come up with the appreciation this time, I don’t know how long I would have been deceived. Thinking of this, Bao Jianxin became even more angry!

Dong Jingjian has seen a lot of scams like this, but someone actually framed Mr. Bao. He is very courageous, but it may be because they don’t know Mr. Bao. For a person with such status as Mr. Bao, it is not a shame to be deceived.

Money means face. If this matter spreads, someone will definitely laugh behind his back. He has been a hawk all his life, but when he gets old, he is blinded by an eagle. This can't help but make him angry.

Dong Jingjian also said angrily: "If I meet them, I will beat them severely!"

Zhao Gang smiled in his heart. He punched you in the eyes. That's his fault. You can't blame others. Zhao Gang looked at this dilapidated house. It should have been built in the 1940s and 1950s. It was made of mud. The tiles were damaged and damaged.

There is a small earthen wall and a small yard outside, with dry firewood and thatch piled messily.

"Meow!" After a few meows, a little black cat jumped out from the edge of the door and ran to the small black jar under the eaves to look for food. The small black jar immediately attracted Zhao Gang's attention, and he instinctively sniffed it with his nose.

, I immediately smelled a strong historical smell, but I couldn't smell its age! The strong historical smell told Zhao Gang that the history of the small black jar must be very long.

Zhao Gang's nose can absorb the aura from ancient books, and these auras were formed in the era when the ancient books were written, and then formed an imprint of that dynasty in his mind. The next time he smells something from this era, specific details will appear in his mind.

age, otherwise you can only feel the aura of ancient times, but cannot judge its specific age. Of course, Zhao Gang didn't know much about this so-called spiritual energy, and thought it was because his nose was malfunctioning.

The shape of the small black jar is very ordinary, similar to the jars used in daily life, but the opening is slightly larger. If it has been left in the corner for a long time, it looks extremely dirty. The kitten is licking the leftover food on it with relish. Isn’t that right?

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Gang. The jar looked dirty, but it was not damaged.

The ancient aura of the year cannot be determined, so the value of this jar should not be low. Zhao Gang immediately made a judgment, quietly pulled Dong Jingjian aside, pointed his finger secretly at the black jar, and whispered: "Have you seen that jar?

Find a way to buy it, but don't alarm other people, and don't let the old man sit down and raise the price."

Dong Jingjian looked at the dirty jar. It didn't look like an antique when viewed horizontally or vertically. However, Zhao Gang said he would support it unconditionally if he wanted to buy it. After thinking for a while, he said confidently: "No problem, look at me."

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With the sound of horse hooves and the shouts of the groomsmen, the carriage stopped smoothly on the roadside, as conspicuous as a Hummer.

Bao Jianxin was still annoyed. He was suffocating in his heart. He was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back and his head lowered. When the carriage came, he ignored it. He was upset. Well, it’s not easy to make this matter public. Could it be that he had been tricked and he was still talking about it everywhere?

Ah? It's embarrassing enough. Especially in front of Luo Siling, someone can tell at a glance that the jar is fake, and yet he still treats it as a treasure. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Luo Siling gently jumped off the carriage, raised her head slightly, and looked around. Her beautiful face couldn't help but reveal a pleasant smile. The scenery here was beautiful and rich in rural scenery.

The wrinkles on the old uncle's face moved a little when he saw Luo Siling. How could there be such a beautiful girl? She was even more beautiful than the lady on TV.

When Zhao Gang saw Luo Siling, he just glanced at her and turned away. Everyone likes beauties, but they must have the ability to possess them. Wishful thinking will only lead to trouble. Without any comment, Zhao Gang and the groom met in the eyes.

After looking at Zhao Gang for a moment, Zhao Gang nodded slightly and smiled, which was regarded as saying hello. The other party was expressionless, and his stiff face stayed on Zhao Gang for a few seconds, then turned around.

Dong Jingjian greeted the old uncle with a smile: "Old uncle, I want to discuss something with you."

Seeing Fatty Dong's harmless little face, the old man said in confusion: "What are we discussing?"

Dong Jingjian slowly squatted in front of the little black cat and said helplessly: "Old uncle, can you sell this cat to me? I opened a small business store in the city, and I didn't want to make trouble every day.

Rat, it makes me sleep poorly every night. Do you think you can sell it to me? I'll pay one hundred yuan."

The old uncle didn't expect that someone would want to buy his cat. He picked this female cat from outside and kept it for less than half a year. She usually chases mice at home, but she has never caught mice. Cats are very popular in the countryside.

It was common and the price was cheap. One hundred yuan was considered a high price. The old uncle was immediately moved. But seeing the fat man’s sincerity, he must have liked the cat very much and wanted to spend more money.

The old uncle showed a reluctant expression and said: "My cat has been with me for several years, and I don't want to sell it. Besides, if I sell it, I have to buy another one."

The rats in the countryside are no better than in your city. The rats are very ferocious."

Dong Jingjian is a good businessman, so why can't he hear what the old uncle means? He pretended to be very pious and said: "I know, I know, but I really like this little black cat. Let's do this. I'll give you two hundred yuan.

What do you think?"

The old uncle still seemed hesitant.

"Three hundred yuan." Dong Jingjian said.

Three hundred yuan is a very high price to buy a cat. An ordinary black cat can be sold for fifty yuan, which is pretty good.

The old uncle then reluctantly said: "Okay. Three hundred will be three hundred."

Dong Jingjian said happily: "Thank you, old uncle. Now I don't have to worry about the mice at night. By the way, can you give me that jar? The cat is used to eating from it. If I change it to someone else, I will

I’m afraid it won’t adapt.”

When the old uncle thought that a jar was not worth much, he had spent three hundred yuan to buy a kitten, and he had taken a big advantage, so he agreed immediately.

"Thank you, old uncle. Thank you very much."

In response, Dong Jingjian poured the food in the small jar aside and asked the old uncle to find a bag to put it in.

Luo Siling's bright eyes flashed with confusion when she looked at the jar. This jar was so special. She seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment. Dong Jingjian's real purpose was probably this jar, not the inconspicuous one.

Little black cat. He hides deeply enough.

Luo Siling saw Dong Jingjian's purpose, but said nothing.

Dong Jingjian got the jar, handed it directly to Zhao Gang, and whispered: "It's done."

Zhao Gang didn't expect that Dong Jingjian had this skill, which was called buying cats but actually buying cans. This was a matter of knowledge. The fat man was born to be a good businessman.

Luo Siling didn't notice Zhao Gang at first, but she noticed it when Dong Jingjian brought the jar to him. Looking at Dong Jingjian's expression, it seemed that he was under Zhao Gang's instructions?

Dong Jingjian's sense of smell is extraordinary. Is he even better than Dong Jingjian?

Luo Siling couldn't help but take a few more glances at Zhao Gang. This young man gave her a very mysterious feeling from the moment they met until now, which she couldn't see through.

Three hundred yuan was a lot of income for the old uncle. He was very happy. Seeing that the fat man spoke so pleasantly, and the people behind him should be rich people, probably all here to pick up the jade river, so he
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