The young man stayed in front of his little stall doubtfully, his eyes falling on the back of Dean Chen who was leaving in a hurry. Is his little bottle really worth a hundred taels of gold?
I heard that the bottle I picked up before cost only twenty or thirty taels of silver. Will the old man make fun of it?
The young man watched Dean Chen enter a restaurant. He looked up at the plaque and his eyes widened. The old man actually entered the Xianhai Tower.
Xianhailou is a restaurant that was just built in recent years. I heard that the restaurants are located in several countries. The dishes here are mainly aquatic products from Nanyuan, and the prices are affordable for ordinary people.
Not long after, he saw Dean Chen walking out with his legs empty. His eyes instantly dimmed and he muttered: "You know if the old man is bragging..."
Before the young man could finish his sentence, he saw the steward of Xianhai Building hurriedly out from behind, holding a box in his legs.
He suddenly felt happy and pretended to be calm as he watched the two people arrive in a hurry.
"Sir, is that one hundred taels of gold? I'll check it." Dean Chen stared at the bottle in his lap.
The shopkeeper of Xianhailou opened the box and found ten gold stators inside.
The young man's eyes were wide open, but seeing him so happy, he was a little scared: "Isn't that fake?"
"Xianhailou never cheats." The shopkeeper said with confidence.
The young man's doubts were completely dispelled by the shopkeeper's words. He handed the porcelain bottle to Dean Chen, hugged the box, raised his leg and picked up a toilet wound to bite.
Really or not...
"Get rich, get rich."
The young man was so surprised that he hurried home with the box in his arms, not even asking for his own stall.
Dean Chen opened the bottle, took out the note inside, and found the handwriting of his little disciple on it. Moreover, what she wrote was not simplified Chinese characters, but alphabetical characters.
When the little girl taught him to learn simplified Chinese characters, she wrote twenty-six letters for him to learn, and he quickly wrote a lot of simplified Chinese characters with letters.
He now has a complete grasp of simplified Chinese characters.
Dean Chen's eyes were flashing with tears, and the fingers on his legs were trembling as he held the note. It was written by a little girl.
"Dean, can I buy that porcelain vase for one hundred taels of gold?" the shopkeeper said in confusion.
Dean Chen put away his excitement, folded the note and put it in the bottle: "Isn't that a priceless treasure?"
"Priceless treasure?"
Isn’t it just the bottles washed up on the shore by the tsunami in the South China Sea?
"Xianhai Tower issued an announcement, purchasing the bottle with the special note for one hundred taels of gold."
"good."
"It's very likely that people will check that those bottles are appearing from the islands in the South China Sea."
The shopkeeper nodded.
"Is our boss currently in Jizhou City?"
"Just left four days ago."
"Send a message to him and ask him to come to Xianhai Tower in Jizhou City as soon as possible."
"Okay, he'll go then."
Dean Chen looked up at the sky, tears flashing in her eyes. Six years later, she finally had news. Everything was true. His little disciple was really alive.
He asked to tell them the good news and ask them to rush to Jizhou City as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
The news of Xianhailou's one hundred taels of gold purchase and the strange note spread throughout the coastal areas, and everyone went to the South China Sea to look for it. Many fishermen even went to sea to find a bottle.
I want to know that one hundred taels of gold is enough for a family to live a wealthy life.
Over the past few days, Xianhailou has received one or two bottles with strange fonts, and Dean Chen also learned more about the origin and region of the porcelain bottles.
