"Don't worry, I remember that I can return the things to you, so there is no reason to ask for them back." Ming Gang said with a smile.
The two Xiaoqing brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then do you still want to buy something?" Xiaoqing asked.
"No, I just want to ask if this brother also knows these antique porcelain crafts?" Min Gang looked at the young man and said.
"My brother has been learning antique porcelain craftsmanship from my grandpa since he was one year old, and my grandpa said he is very talented and can do even better than him!" Xiao Qing said with a proud face.
The young man smiled bitterly, "No matter how good you are, it's useless if you're about to die."
Min just heard the conversation between the two brothers and sister, and knew that the young man must be suffering from some terminal illness, which was a pity.
Nowadays, there are not many craftsmen left in China who can imitate antique porcelain, especially those who imitate Yuan blue and white. The chance of finding one is almost zero.
Now that I have found it, it is a lifeless one, which is really a pity.
"I can help you treat it, but there is a condition." Yang Zimei said from the side.
The young man glanced at Yang Zimei and smiled lightly, "Thank you. Now, I guess only Guanyin Bodhisattva can help me."
Xiao Qing's eyes lit up, "Sister, can you really help my brother?"
"Yes." Yang Zimei nodded slightly, "I have been learning acupuncture from experts since I was a child, and I have also treated brain tumor patients."
She didn't lie. Two years ago, her mother Huang Xiuli had a brain tumor, and the hospital declared her a death sentence. She treated her with needles and needles, and now she has no sequelae.
Xiaoqing became excited, "Sister, are you telling the truth? Then help my brother, I only have one brother, and I can't lose him!"
Yang Zimei just looked at the two brothers and sisters with his heavenly eyes.
The two siblings lost their parents when they were young and grew up with their grandfather. When they were fifteen years old, their grandfather also passed away, leaving the two siblings to depend on each other.
Yang Zimei could not have experienced the pain of losing relatives one by one in his previous life the most.
The two brothers and sisters in front of me were pure-hearted and lonely. What's more, they were craftsmen who were about to be lost. It would be against the will of heaven if I didn't lend a hand to rescue them.
"Xiaoqing——"
Seeing that Yang Zimei was so young, the young man didn't quite believe that she could heal him.
Subconsciously, he had given up on himself a long time ago and did not dare to have any hope at all. He was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"Brother, she can tell that you have a brain tumor, which means she must be very powerful. Since she can help you treat it, why do you refuse? Let's give it a try." Xiao Qing saw that her brother was unwilling and pulled anxiously.
Holding his hand, he said, "As long as there is a chance, let's not give up. Brother, I don't want to lose you, I'm afraid -"
Seeing his sister's pitiful appearance, the young man's heart softened.
Yes, it didn't matter if he died, but his sister was so young, so how could he be willing to leave her alone and helpless?
"What conditions do you need to treat me?" The young man looked at Yang Zimei and asked. He thought she had her mind set on the Yuanqinghua.
"My condition is that if you continue to live, you can carry forward your antique porcelain craftsmanship and help him establish an antique porcelain crafts company." Yang Zimei pointed at Min Gang.
As soon as she said this.
Not only the two Xiaoqing siblings, but also Min Gang looked at her in surprise.
"What do you mean?" the young man asked.
"My meaning is very clear, that is, after I help you treat the brain tumor and extend your life, I will continue to study the craftsmanship of imitating Yuan blue and white porcelain and help him set up a company." Yang Zimei explained.
Min Gang understood that Yang Zimei was helping him retain talents and achieve his wishes.