Lu Weidong suppressed his excitement and withdrew his gaze.
At this moment, Lu Weidong was slightly excited.
Why?
Because, recently, he has had insomnia!
As for the reason, the progress of unlocking the Golden Book has stalled.
I don’t know what happened, but Ding Qiunan and several other women who could unlock the Golden Book around me seemed to have lost their qualifications at the same time.
When this happened, Lu Weidong was anxious in his heart, but he never showed it outwardly.
Because this is one of his biggest secrets.
Golden Book.
This was his secret and he never thought of revealing it to anyone.
The golden book is no longer unlocked, making him sleepless and uneasy.
Although he looks calm and calm, deep down he has a hundred thousand whys?
When a person is riding the east wind and the clouds are rising, the east wind suddenly stops.
How depressed and distressed this person must be!
How much anticipation and anxiety!
Because, if you are used to seeing the scenery in the sky, one day the sun sets and you become an ordinary person.
Only those who have experienced this gap between heaven and earth know what it feels like.
Only when you lose it can you know how to cherish it, and only when you lose it can you know how to regret it!
This kind of suffering may be more stressful than Mount Tai!
The same was true for Lu Weidong not long ago. Therefore, he agreed to Lou Xiao'e's proposal last night without even thinking about it.
Perhaps, he is looking forward to Jinshu regaining its glory.
However, he was disappointed.
After disappointment came helplessness. A rain made him sober up a lot.
Perhaps, he was not the chosen one, but he was bumped into the waist by the goddess of luck and got some good luck.
Good luck will eventually run out.
Just as geniuses also have a time of extinction, talents are exhausted.
Perhaps, he, Lu Weidong, is like this.
The rain made Lu Weidong get to know himself again, and his heart became more peaceful.
If a person can go through life peacefully, isn’t it a kind of happiness?
He comforted himself in his heart.
However, just after he despaired, something happened again, and the golden book was shaken again. The familiar feeling made Lu Weidong's nose feel sour and he was very excited.
The road ahead is not broken, and he can still continue to move forward with a heavy load.
To chase the dream in his heart!
Perhaps, his path has never disappeared, and he is just confused.
Perhaps, to be more accurate, he has never studied the rules of the Gold Book.
He hasn’t fully understood the Golden Book yet!
Unlocking the Golden Book may not be what he had guessed before!
Lu Weidong may not have discovered its real rules yet!
"Where did this peach wood sword come from?" Master Zhang held the peach wood sword in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then looked at the poor middle-aged man and asked.
"This is passed down from my grandfather. I heard from my grandfather that my ancestor was once a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple. Later he returned to secular life." The middle-aged man said nervously.
"Oh! Taoist priest! This mahogany sword is well protected! It also looks very beautiful, but, with all due respect! There were many of these things in the past, and many have been handed down. In fact, they are not very precious. By the way, how much do you want to sell them for?
"Master Zhang put down his mahogany sword and asked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man frowned and murmured: "This is an old thing! I heard from my grandfather that it was passed down from the Ming Dynasty."
"Oh? What's the proof?" Master Zhang spread his hands and said disdainfully.
"It has the words of the famous carver Yan Wangyun on it. He was a famous wood carving master in Wanli during the Ming Dynasty!" The middle-aged man frowned.
"Haha! Although he is talented! However, he is not popular at the moment. Tell me, how much do you want to sell?" Master Zhang frowned.
"How much do you give?" the middle-aged man asked, his face a little nervous.
"This is the number!" Master Zhang stretched out his palm.
"Five hundred?" the middle-aged man asked expectantly.
"Haha! Five yuan! Not even a cent more." Master Zhang sneered and shook his head.
"What? 伱...five yuan?" The middle-aged man's face turned red and he was probably furious.
Seeing this, Master Zhang slowly said: "The wood carver Yan Wangyun during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty is somewhat famous. However, the peach wood sword in your hand was not carved by him himself, but was imitated by later generations! Yan Wangyun's technique is not a word.
, fine. Although this mahogany sword has some flavor, it still lacks the heat. It doesn’t matter if it’s a trick to outsiders, I, Mr. Zhang, will laugh out loud when he sees it."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "What? Fake?"
"Haha! Of course! However, it does look like the style of the Ming Dynasty. So, I'll give you five yuan." Mr. Zhang nodded.
The middle-aged man suddenly became frustrated. He tremblingly put the mahogany sword back on the yellow cloth and began to wrap it up in piles.
Perhaps, the news just now hit him hard. His body was shaking, his hands were shaking like a sieve, and it was a bit difficult to even wrap the cloth.
Mr. Zhang had seen so many stories that he shook his head repeatedly and stopped talking.
He looked towards Lu Weidong. At this time, Lu Weidong slowly raised his head, turned around and said to the middle-aged man: "How much do you want to sell?"
The middle-aged man was still immersed in depression. He ignored it and continued to wrap the mahogany sword.
Lu Weidong was speechless. He took a step forward and placed his palm on the peach wood sword.
Suddenly, a wave of waves came from the Taomu Sword, and then a warm breath bloomed from the Taomu Sword and went straight to the center of Lu Weidong's eyebrows.
In an instant, Lu Weidong felt that his whole heart was enlightened and his mind became clear.
Immediately afterwards, the golden book shook.
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: Dongpo elbow...
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: boiled beef...
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: Steamed Jiangtuan....
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: Maoxuewang....
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: Bobo Chicken...
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: Dongpo Pork....
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: spicy chicken....
One of the representative dishes of Kyushu Sichuan cuisine: pickled fish...
The warm aura of Taomu Sword completely disappeared, and Jin Shu also became still.
A total of thirty Sichuan dishes have been unlocked, which is a great sense of achievement.
At this time, the middle-aged man came back to his senses. He looked at Lu Weidong with a confused look on his face and said, "You want it?"
Lu Weidong nodded and said with a smile: "Yes!"
"This... this is fake!" the middle-aged man said in frustration.
"I use it to ward off evil spirits! It's not for collection!" Lu Weidong shook his head.
"Here... twenty yuan is for you! I am in urgent need of money, otherwise I will never sell it." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said with a look of pain on his face.
Perhaps, this is his inner thought.
Lu Weidong nodded, and when he was about to speak, Mr. Zhang on the side sneered at Lu Weidong and said, "Young man, do you want to pick up the slack?"
"Yes! What? Master Zhang, can't you?" Lu Weidong retorted.
After hearing this, Mr. Zhang's face changed slightly. He glared at Lu Weidong and said, "Very good, but our shop charges fifty."
Lu Weidong frowned and said with a cold face: "I will pay one hundred."
"Haha! Let's pay one hundred and fifty." Mr. Zhang said calmly.
"Two hundred!" Lu Weidong continued to shout.
Mr. Zhang frowned, glanced at the peach wood sword, and said with pain: "Two hundred and five."
"Haha! Come on! Two hundred and five, you can stay in the store!" Lu Weidong sneered, then pulled Lou Xiao'e and left.
The remaining gas on this mahogany sword was absorbed by him, making it useless to Lu Weidong.
He was just doing this to help the down-and-out middle-aged man. Perhaps, this is the cause and effect of one drink and one peck!