Chang Shisan sat at the table, holding a pen in his hand and writing on the red scented paper.
"Xun'er, where are the things that my master ordered me to buy?"
Lin Xun didn't learn well and contracted the problem of fighting with crickets. A cricket named "General Black Cloud" became a treasure that he missed every day.
He stared at Cricket in fascination: "What is it?"
Chang Shisan: "A pair of white walls."
Lin Xun said casually: "Why didn't I know when it happened?"
"Whoosh——"
The brush in Chang Shisan's hand landed firmly on the edge of the cricket, and the ink dripped on the reddish-brown wooden board.
Lin Xun was startled.
Turning around, a livid face was facing him, with those vicious eyes staring at him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Lin Xun: "Master, master..."
Chang Shisan: "Say it again."
Before Lin Xun stood up properly, he did not forget to put the crickets into the white jade jar to avoid hurting innocent people.
Silence is golden!
Do you want me to say it again?
snort,
No!
Chang Shisan: "Today is the twenty-third, what day is it?"
Lin Xun hesitated: "Yes..."
He quickly searched, what day was it? It wasn't Master's birthday, it wasn't my father's birthday, it wasn't my birthday... What day was that?
White wall...
"Ah! I remembered it!"
Lin Xun quickly ran out of the door, "Master, I'm going to find Baibi, wait for me when I come back!"
Today is indeed the birthday of a big shot in the Tianyun Mountain Sect.
On Yuyong Street, a few blocks away from the main headquarters, a magnificent house is located at the end of the street.
It looks like a gatehouse, but in fact the courtyard is composed of five main rooms connected together.
"Qiu Mansion"
Qiu Yao not only had a family, but also had more than a dozen disciples living under his family.
Today, almost everyone from the Tianyun Mountain Sect came to congratulate him.
Qiu Yao is not that old, and a grand birthday is not suitable for him. However, the annual festival of the chief helm is grand, and the New Year's Eve of Qiu Mansion is hasty. As a result, the disciples organize it together, and every year Qiu Yao's birthday becomes Qiu Mansion.
The most solemn day.
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Half an hour later, Lin Xun ran back to Chang Shisan's room, panting.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't ride a horse or drive a car at the helm, he would have galloped!
"Master!"
"Baibi, there is no more. That, that antique shop was looted...the boss ran away...the deposit you paid in advance was wasted..."
Lin Xun took a breath and said, "Master, there will be a banquet at Uncle Qiu's place in half an hour. What should we do?"
Chang Shisan smiled helplessly: "You, you...if you had taken back Baibi early, would your teacher's money have been wasted?"
Lin Xun shrugged: "Master, should we consider how to solve it now?"
Chang Shisan nodded: "I will settle the score with you after the matter is resolved."
After saying that, Chang Shisan left the room.
Lin Xun: "Hey? Where are you going?"
Chang Shisan: "Humph."
What a joke, when did Chang Shisan’s money get wasted?
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This antique shop is unique.
In general stores, valuable antiques should be stored in the most hidden places to avoid being coveted.
On the contrary, "Ruixiang Antique Shop" displays all the most valuable items for visitors to view.
It is precisely because of this that there is an endless stream of people coming to Ruixiang every day. Even if they are short of money and cannot afford to buy it home, they still want to see the valuable items worth a lot of money.
Ruixiang quickly became a dark horse in the antique world in Tianyun Mountain City, and his birthday was booming.