Jiang Churan looked at the barrage and fell into a daze again.
Pointing to the chair where Jiang Chen usually sat with trembling fingers, he asked,
"Grandpa, this chair you usually sit on is also a dragon chair, right?"
Jiang Chen nodded lightly,
"Yeah, didn't I say that?"
"You never said that!"
Jiang Churan shouted.
Next to him, Ma Wenshan looked at Jiang Chen's chair in shock.
"What? Is this true? I thought you, the old man, copied it from the Ming Dynasty dragon chair."
He swallowed, rubbed his palms, and looked at Jiang Chen expectantly.
"Maybe I forgot. After all, you are older, so you have to be more careful."
Jiang Chen replied casually and looked at Ma Wenshan again,
"I want to take a look. It's just that. It's not as comfortable as the lounge chair at the door."
Ma Wenshan was unable to complain at this moment and was so excited that he stroked Jiang Chen's seat.
"The texture is indeed fine nanmu, but it's a pity that it was not well preserved and the auspicious dragon pattern cannot be seen clearly."
Ma Wenshan said regretfully, looking at Jiang Chen with a look full of resentment, reproaching him for wasting his wealth.
"Don't look at me like that. This has nothing to do with me. It was like this when I took it out of the Qing Dynasty treasury. I didn't damage it at all."
Jiang Chen couldn't stand this kind of look,
Back then, Guo Xiaozi had always looked at him with this look.
As a result, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.
I chose to retreat to the countryside.
"Hahaha, you saw the old man's expression, he was panicked."
"The first time I saw the old man panic, I thought he always had such a calm expression. This time he finally broke through."
"Don't talk about it, old man. Who can resist Ma Wenshan's resentful look? Anyway, I have goosebumps all over the place now."
"I feel goosebumps all over the place. It's so scary. A little old man in his 50s has such a resentful look in his eyes. I'm really afraid that I won't be able to sleep."
"No, you guys are going to take exams in the future. Why can't you grasp the key points? The old man said that he took this from the Qing Dynasty treasury. Isn't this really bragging?"
"Look sir
Zi's expression doesn't sound like he's bragging, but it's outrageous. Even if the Qing Dynasty fell, the treasury would not be accessible to ordinary people, right?"
"Do you still remember what the old man said before? The Queen Mother asked the old man for watermelons. Maybe she changed them at that time?"
"Didn't the old man say he didn't agree to change?"
"I don't care, I believe that the old man is invincible. (Gotou)"
Ma Wenshan turned around and asked Jin Qi,
"When will our equipment arrive? The dragon's chair is in front, but I haven't dared to draw a conclusion. This feels too worrying. Go hurry up and urge it. As long as it is delivered as early as possible without damaging the equipment, how much more can be added?
Money will do."
After hearing this, Jin Qi walked outside the door, closed it, took out his cell phone, and called the freight driver.
"My old man is urging me. When can you deliver it? Yes, the address is in the small fishing village. Come here quickly. We can double the shipping fee."
Just as Ma Wenshan picked up the teacup and before he could take a sip, Jin Qi pushed the door open again and entered.
"Teacher, I urged them, but they said they would have to deliver it tomorrow morning at the earliest. There is no hope today."
Ma Wenshan's face turned bitter and he asked persistently,
"Can't we ask them to hurry up? Or we can drive to pick them up?"
Jin Qi shook his head,
"It's impossible. It's a truck. No matter how fast it goes, it's prone to accidents. It can't guarantee the safety of the equipment. Moreover, they are almost a thousand kilometers away from Jianghai City. We might as well wait for them to come over once we go there."
"Okay, Xiao Ma, don't worry. Just sit down and drink a cup of tea. You can find a place to stay at night. This chair doesn't have long legs, so it can't move."
Jiang Chen pushed Ma Wenshan on the dragon chair and persuaded him.
Ma Wenshan never thought that one day he would sit on the Dragon Throne. He quickly stood up, but found that there was a huge force on his shoulders, which was not at all the strength that a hundred-year-old man should have. He reluctantly gave up the idea of getting up.
He raised the tea cup at hand again and took a sip.
"Um?"
Ma Wenshan suddenly looked at the teacup in his hand in shock.
"Old sir, what kind of tea is this?"
Jiang Chen answered casually,
"I don't know, I don't know much about this thing, but it's just a drink. It was taken out of the Qing Dynasty treasury together with the dragon chair,"
"Treasury? Then isn't this tea a tribute? It must be a hundred years old
Is it history?"
Ma Wenshan said in surprise.
"About that. It must be a few years old, but don't worry, I have processed this tea later and extended the shelf life, so it is still drinkable."
Jiang Chen thought that Ma Wenshan was afraid that the tea would be too old and make him sick.
"Old sir, you misunderstood me. Did you know that there was a century-old Pu'er before? It was sold for a sky-high price of 20 million. Even if the tea in your hand is not a century old, it must be decades old, right?"
"Xiao Ma, do you know why I have lived for so long?"
Jiang Chen didn't answer, but asked instead.
Ma Wenshan shook his head.
"Because I never care about these external things, nor do I care about other people's business. Do you understand what I mean?"
How could Ma Wenshan not understand what Jiang Chen meant, so he nodded awkwardly.
Jiang Chen said again,
"I'm not blaming you, but don't always ask me questions that I can't answer. I don't know how long this tea has been stored. It might have been more than a hundred years old when it was in the Qing Dynasty treasury. You ask me that
I, I definitely can’t answer it.”
"666, old Versailles."
"I give full marks to the old man for pretending to be 13. I am not afraid of the old man being proud at all."
"If the old man really took this tea out of the treasury, my God, I really don't know how many years it has been stored."
"This is zombie tea, is it still drinkable after hundreds of years?"
"Didn't the old man say that it has been processed twice?"
"It's not possible to process it twice. This thing doesn't have a shelf life. It's still a leaf and a plant."
"Who told you that the old man's processing must be normal processing. You can't tell what kind of immortal method was used. Are we allowed to guess at the matters of immortal cultivators? (Gotou)"
"Damn, after being led by you, I am becoming more and more suspicious that the old man is a cultivator of immortality. Who can tell me whether the old man will accept any more disciples?"
"I'm even more curious about what the old man is going to do with the dragon chair. If it's really the Ming Dynasty dragon chair, it's a national treasure. Maybe it has to be handed over, right?"
"That's really not certain. After all, this is the old man's own collection. It still depends on the old man's choice."
When Ma Wenshan said that there was an 80% possibility, enthusiastic netizens intercepted the video and posted it on Weibo, calling the National Cultural Heritage Administration in Beijing.