Zuo Shisan asked doubtfully after hearing the fat man's words:
"Why can't you hold on?"
The fat man got up and ran to the toilet at the back while shouting:
"I'm going to shit my pants soon. Master and sister-in-law are always in the house."
Zuo Shisan opened the door and walked in. He saw An Rushuang lying on the bed and already asleep.
After coming out of the fourth realm, An Rushuang not only lost all her memory, but also began to become sleepy. She would lie down and sleep for several hours even during the day.
Zuo Shisan walked to An Rushuang's bedside and looked at An Rushuang who was sleeping soundly. His determination to restore his Dantian became even stronger.
No matter what, Zuo Shisan is not willing to let the cultivation and abilities he has cultivated so hard disappear in vain. Moreover, An Rushuang's current situation is when she needs him the most, and he must not let her be hurt again...
Zuo Shisan stayed with An Rushuang in the room for a while, and then walked out. He did not see Nie Ling'er in the yard, so he estimated that the Miao girl should have left as well.
At this time, the fat man came out of the toilet, and Zuo Shisan asked him:
"Fat man, has Miss Nie left?"
The fat man shook his head and said:
"I don't know. Anyway, I didn't see her at Qingzhu Temple when I came back."
Zuo Shisan nodded and said to the fat man:
"Fat man, please watch for me for a while longer. I'll go to the room to charge my phone."
As Zuo Shisan said, he returned to his room, charged his phone and turned it on, and saw the message Qiu Shasha sent him.
In the message, Qiu Shasha told Zuo Shisan to be careful about the Miao girl named Nie Ling'er.
After looking at it, Zuo Shisan replied:
"Miss Qiu, I know, thank you for your kind reminder."
After replying to this message, Zuo Shisan's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the number on the cell phone. It was his apprentice Mei Youqian calling:
"Hello." Zuo Shisan answered the phone.
"Master, I've been trying to call you but I can't get through. You're like a dragon, and it's hard for me, a disciple, to see you." Mei Youqian's voice came from the phone.
Zuo Shisan said helplessly:
"I'm at Qingzhu Temple, why did you call me?"
Mei Youqian said:
"Isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival soon? I have prepared some mooncakes and gifts for you, Master, and I will arrange for someone to deliver them to you right away!"
Mei Youqian said and hung up the phone.
An hour later, a black Buick business car drove up outside the gate of Qingzhuguan.
Two men got off the commercial vehicle and walked in carrying a huge wooden box.
Zuo Shisan and Fatty, who were waiting in the yard for An Rushuang to wake up, saw this and rushed forward to greet her.
"Two friends, what... is this going on?" the fat man asked, looking at the wooden box carried by the two men.
They first carefully placed the wooden box in their hands on the ground, and then one of the men looked at the fat man and Zuo Shisan and asked:
"Which of you is Master Zuo Sanzuo?"
Zuo Shisan took a step forward and said:
"I am, this wooden box should have been sent to you by Mei Youqian, right?"
They both nodded at the same time:
"It's okay, it's exactly what Master Mei ordered us to bring to you. The gift has been delivered. I wish you both a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, safety and health!"
After saying that, the two men left.
The fat man grinned when he saw the huge wooden box:
"It turns out to be Mei Youqian. This kid has some conscience. He knew that he would give us gifts during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let me open it and see what the gift is."
After Zuo Shisan and Fatty opened the wooden box, there were several boxes of beautifully packaged mooncakes and pastries placed on the first floor of the wooden box.
After taking out the moon cakes, there were strips of soft Chinese cigarettes underneath. Zuo Thirteen visually inspected them and found that there must be at least fifty-six strips.
"Damn it, this second-generation rich man is a second-generation rich man. He is too generous. We can make a lot of money by selling so many cigarettes." The fat man was completely obsessed with money.
After taking out the soft Chinese strips from the wooden box, what appeared below made Zuo Shisan take a breath.
Everything below the eyes is filled with Maotai liquor, and these Maotai liquors are not new. Judging from the appearance, they must have been stored for at least several decades.
As we all know, the longer this Maotai liquor is stored, the more valuable it becomes, and it is still in a rare state, with a price but no market!
So the number of Moutai wines that have been produced for decades is simply an astronomical figure.
Zuo Shisan took a deep breath. It seemed that Mei Youqian was not giving himself a Mid-Autumn Festival gift, but was giving himself money nakedly.
The fat man on the side was extremely shocked after seeing so much Maotai wine:
"Brother, to tell you the truth, in my half-life, this is the first time I have seen so much Maotai."
Thirteenth from the left counted a total of more than sixty bottles of Maotai liquor. He picked up one of the bottles and saw that the production date was 1986 printed on it.
It has been more than thirty years ago.
Zuo Shisan quickly took out his mobile phone and searched Baidu. It would have been better if he didn't check it. But when he checked it, he was shocked to find that the recycling price of Maotai liquor from 1980 was only about 20,000 yuan a bottle.
At the moment, there must be at least more than 60 bottles. If it is 20,000 bottles, it will be more than 1.2 million!
"How much does a bottle of this wine cost?" The fat man came over and looked at me and asked.
"The Internet says it's around 20,000," I said.
The fat man almost jumped up after hearing this:
"Damn it, 20,000 a bottle. Once we sell these Maotai liquors, we will get rich immediately. At least if we get more than one million, we can immediately buy a car and buy a house."
Zuo Shisan looked at the densely piled Moutai, took out his cell phone and dialed Mei Youqian's cell phone number.
"Hey, Master, have you received the Mid-Autumn Festival gift I gave you?"
"Mei Youqian, why did you give us such an expensive gift?"
Mei Youqian smiled on the other end of the phone and said:
"Master, this is nothing to me, as long as you like it. By the way, Master, there is something I want to ask you for help with."
Sure enough, this gift is not so easy to receive.
But the hands that hold people are short. After all, Zuo Shisan now regards Mei Youqian as his apprentice, so he asked:
"What's the rush?"
"I like a girl now, but she doesn't like me. Can you give me a lucky charm and let me take it with me?" Mei Youqian said.
Zuo Shisan frowned when he heard this:
"Nonsense, where did you hear that there is a talisman specifically designed to attract peach blossoms?!"
Mei Youqian said:
"I saw it online and there were sellers selling it on Taobao. I bought several but they didn't work."
"It's weird if it works. There is no such thing. Stop thinking about it. Come to Qingzhu Temple for me now!" Zuo Shisan felt that his apprentice's thinking and IQ needed to be improved, and he must educate him in person. !
