Republic of China

Chapter 262: Humble House and Golden Mountain

The fate between people is always full of wonders.

I don’t know when it will come, and I don’t know when it will leave.

Originally, Zhao Sanyuan just thought that Shuanzi was stubborn enough, and the way he refused to bow down at a young age was very much like himself when he was a child. Out of his childlike innocence, he fulfilled his dream of becoming Zhao Zilong.

Unintentionally, he actually solved the fatal problem of not having a stronghold in Shilibao and avoided living in the open.

Never mind whether the older child Zhao Sanyuan deceived the younger child Shuanzi, anyway, the latter was very fond of this trick.

What kind of hero is Zhao Zilong?

It makes sense that his buddy would set fire to it, right?

Maybe I learned it from Prime Minister Zhuge?

After all, according to shadow puppetry and storytellers, Prime Minister Zhuge can call for wind and rain, ignite thunder and gather fire.

So in his naive understanding, Shuanzi really thought that Zhao Sanyuan was Zhao Zilong's buddy, a living god descending to earth.

Of course, he couldn't help being excited. He turned around and asked, "Can you let me meet Zhao Zilong? I admire him!"

"Well, he is a god. He has a lot of work on his hands, and he will be unable to get away for a while."

"Do gods also work?"

"It's necessary. General Zhao is regarded as the real auxiliary of Dao Sect Nangong. Just hearing the word "assistant" tells you how busy he is."

"Aren't you his friend? Let's have a drink and talk small talk. As long as you can see him, I can do anything!"

Zhao Sanyuan was so embarrassed that he hesitated for a long time and couldn't answer.

Lao Kang and others behind him tried their best to hold back their laughter and try not to make any sound similar to farts.

Is that too much?

Not to mention you are a righteous god, if you ask your own immortals, they will not accept playing with the naughty child. If you dare to say so, your immortals will dare to slap you.

But Xiao Shuanzi is a child who accepts death and asks questions one after another like a barrage.

In order to stabilize the situation, Zhao Sanyuan could only bite the bullet and say, "It's easy to say. In a few days, I will go back to heaven and have a drink with Lao Zhao. Let him take time to come down."

Xiao Shuanzi's eyes were shining, and he looked at Zhao Sanyuan as if he were on a pilgrimage, admiring him to the extreme.

"Brother, are you so cruel to deceive me? Be careful of getting struck by lightning," Lao Liu warned warmly in a low voice, deciding to keep some distance from Zhao Sanyuan on rainy days in the future to avoid being deceived.

"Well, what do you say? Let's take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, then write a letter back to the imperial capital and ask Jiang Yang to come over. He is definitely an expert at pretending to be Zhao Zilong. Besides, our stay is not in vain. We left a message before leaving. No one can fault the money.”

There is indeed nothing wrong with Zhao Sanyuan's idea, because this place in Shilibao has nothing to do with wealth and wealth. Xiao Shuanzi's dress is also very simple, and his family must be in poor condition. Leaving a sum of money behind when leaving can't be said to be a timely help, at least it is the icing on the cake. Well, who in this world really doesn’t love money?

But the facts proved that Zhao Sanyuan was wrong.

Xiao Shuanzi's family situation is far beyond his imagination.

Not only Zhao Sanyuan, but also the other brothers and even the rock-solid Mr. Mo were about to be dumbfounded.

At first, there was nothing outstanding about Xiao Shuanzi’s home.

An ordinary small yard, an ordinary fence wall, an ordinary broken wooden door, an ordinary thatched house, apart from the slightly remote location in the northwest of Shili Fort, there is nothing special about the rest.

With a creak, Xiao Shuanzi pushed open the courtyard door and led the way. He pointed to the dilapidated wing and said, "No one usually lives there and uses it as a warehouse. My father said that I won't pick it up until I grow up and get married. Uncle." Let’s live there.”

Until this time, Zhao Sanyuan and others did not notice anything strange, so they did whatever they were supposed to do.

Lu Xiucai and Zhao Sanyuan rolled up their sleeves to help clean the yard, while Lao Liu and Lao Kang went to the well to fetch water and prepared to clean the wing.

Mo Wenshan?

Of course, the old man didn't have to do any work. He happily fed the donkeys with fodder. From time to time, one person and one donkey bared their teeth at each other. This shows that he and Zhao Sanyuan are indeed masters and apprentices, and their hobbies have been passed down.

But Xiao Shuanzi is very sensible and skillfully turns on the stove. Not only does he want to receive the friends of the idol, but his father is coming back soon and he needs to have a hot meal.

puff-

There was a muffled sound and gasps of cold air coming from the side room.

Zhao Sanyuan laughed and scolded: "Old Kang, Old Liu, you two can't even do the job of wiping dust and sweeping the floor? Don't let other people's houses collapse."

Immediately, Lao Liu's head popped out from the door of the wing. His face was full of fear, and he waved to the two brothers eagerly, as if he had encountered a savage beast.

The two brothers in the yard looked at each other, and their hearts skipped a beat.

broken.

Are you afraid there is an ambush inside the house?

Could it be that his identity was exposed in advance?

It shouldn't be.

The enemy is in the open and I am in the dark. The demons of Guandao will not know that someone is sneaking to Shimen to cause trouble.

But there was no time to think about it, Zhao Sanyuan and Lu Xiucai both picked up the guy and ran to the side room.

When I entered the house and looked around, I found no enemy.

Just as Xiao Shuanzi said, the wing room is just a warehouse for storing sundries. The earthen kang and shelves are full of dust, and there are many bottles and cans. At this moment, Lao Kang is holding a porcelain bottle and doubting life.

"What's going on?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Lao Kang turned around mechanically, unable to speak clearly.

"O-Brother, something is wrong here"

"What's wrong? It's just a broken bottle. Is there gold hidden in it?"

Lao Kang shook his head and answered firmly, "No."

Zhao Sanyuan was even more confused and asked doubtfully: "Then why are you excited?"

"Even if it is filled with gold, it is not as valuable as the bottle itself. This thing is Northern Song Dynasty porcelain, a thousand years old antique, and it comes from an official kiln."

puff-

Before Zhao Sanyuan could appreciate the weight of these words, Lu Xiucai beside him immediately fell to his knees with his legs weak.

"What the hell?"

"Genuine porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Is it still the best from the official kiln?"

"Brother Kang, don't scare me!"

Lao Kang smiled bitterly and said: "I know a little bit about antiques, but I don't dare to tell the big ones. There should be no problem with authenticity. Even if the item I have is a fake, it must be from the Northern Song Dynasty. The age is quite different."

Lu Xiucai let out a groan, and moved his knees forward to Lao Kang's side. He carefully removed the dust on the porcelain bottle, revealing the milky white body of the bottle.

The more he looked, the more confused he became, and the more he looked, the more trembling he became. Lu Xiucai looked up to the sky with a trembling sigh.

"Can't run away. The dragon pattern and the plum blossom are from the Ding kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty."

Zhao Sanyuan didn't know much about things like porcelain, but he still understood the principle that the older it gets, the more valuable it is, so he asked in a low voice: "How much is it approximately worth?"

Lu Xiucai swallowed hard, "I can't put a price on it. Anyway, it's just a lot of zeros. It would be a first-class treasure even if placed in the Forbidden City."

As we all know, the land of Yanhuang is rich in treasures, and the information is here. There is no need to be surprised if there are any rare treasures.

But the problem is that this thing appears in an ordinary small village and is left in the utility room to eat dust like garbage. This is very scary.

As long as there is a sane person, why not make a glass box and preserve it properly?

Zhao Sanyuan scratched the back of his head, looking for a suitable reason, "Maybe Xiao Shuanzi's family got it by accident and put it here without knowing its value. It's understandable." Old Liu gently tugged on his brother's clothes. He pointed at the bottles and jars in the room with a distorted face, "Brother, if there is only one, I will definitely not be excited, but Lao Kang and I just checked it out, and any one of them is a treasure. Look at the night-light pearl as big as a cantaloupe. Have you passed it? Do you dare to think about the original "Qin Tu" that is more than a thousand years old? There are also jade chamber pots from the Yuan Dynasty, just pick one up and it will be a big treasure!"

What he said was a little bit to the point, because Zhao Sanyuan really had no research on antiques and had no idea how valuable they were.

Let’s take the “Picture of Choosing a Qin” as an example. No one has found the original for thousands of years, and even older fakes on the market can fetch sky-high prices.

Zhao Sanyuan frowned and casually picked up a broken plate on the edge of the earthen bed, "They're all treasures? Have you all misjudged them? Just one or two, how is it possible that there are treasures all over the house?"

"Hey, my dear ancestor, please hold it carefully!" Lao Kang quickly grabbed Zhao Sanyuan's twins, fearing they would be broken, "If I didn't misjudge, this thing is a Ru kiln three-legged plate, and there are no flaws at all. , not to mention it is priceless, do you understand that it is a national treasure? If you touch it, it is a sin!"

The two brothers had been playing together since childhood, and this was the first time that Zhao Sanyuan saw Lao Kang being so cautious.

Could it be that all the 'junk' in this room are all big treasures?

According to the previous words, if all the things in the house were sold, it would be a big fortune.

But it doesn’t make sense.

Who has so many treasures and still lives in a poor ravine?

Don't talk about the interests of the family and the country. No one will know if you sell one or two. There is nothing wrong with improving the quality of life first.

Or is it that Xiao Shuanzi’s father is a tomb robber?

That doesn’t make sense either.

There are too many treasures, what kind of luck can you get so many? Unless they are picked casually like potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Outrageous.

Very outrageous.

Although the specific reason is not clear, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. If the matter is not found out, Xiao Shuanzi's family will not be able to sleep peacefully.

Zhao Sanyuan asked for advice, "What do you think?"

"I lie down and watch."

"I knelt down and watched."

"I can not see."

The three answers left Zhao Sanyuan speechless.

Take a look at your potential.

Can antiques still eat people?

If a demon from Guandao carries Dayu's Jiuding, wouldn't you dare to fight him?

"Huh? I didn't expect to fall into the cornucopia. Boy from the Lu family, bring me that copybook and smell it. It seems to be the charm of Wang Xizhi. The ink stains of more than a thousand years must be very sweet."

Mo Wenshan walked into the wing room at some point and was amazed.

And Lu Xiucai held up the copybook tremblingly, and he also wanted to ask senior, are you really blind or pretending to be blind? I've been wanting to ask this for a long time.

"Master, what are you looking at? Aren't you curious why the house is full of big babies?"

"Go, go, let's cool down."

Zhao Sanyuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

I'm not interested in co-writing, right?

Okay, okay, then I can just ask Xiao Shuanzi directly, right?

Leaving the side room, Zhao Sanyuan found Xiao Shuanzi, who was waving a spoon in front of the stove. He was indeed a good boy at the age of seven or eight and could cook well.

"Uncle Sanyuan, are you hungry? There is a discus in the pot. You can put it on the table first. There are still two dishes left. Put the pork belly at the bottom of the pot~"

Zhao Sanyuan knelt down to fill some dry firewood and asked as if nothing had happened: "Xiao Shuanzi, who does your family usually have?"

"My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me. She has no real relatives, so my father and I are left to depend on each other. My father is tired. I want to go out to make money, but my father refuses to let me go. He said that he would wait until I grow up."

"You are already very powerful. When I was your age, I couldn't even scramble eggs. By the way, what does your father do? He doesn't come back even after dark?"

"Dad is a rag picker."

"Scavenging?"

"correct."

Zhao Sanyuan was somewhat doubtful about life.

When I pick up rags, I can find a roomful of treasures, which my master and a few brothers are fascinated by.

It's definitely not right.

Xiao Shuanzi's father must have lied, fearing that the child would not reveal the secret.

A common man is innocent of the crime of having a jade. He has so many treasures. Once the news is leaked, he will die without knowing how.

"Dad is back!"

Xiao Shuanzi looked happy and ran out happily with a horse spoon. A middle-aged man with a red face walked into the small courtyard, carrying two big dirty cloth bags.

"Good boy Shuanzi, did you take good care of your house today?"

"Yes, I also met the immortal uncle. Dad, come and see me!"

"Uncle Immortal?" The middle-aged man discovered a young man standing next to the stove.

Zhao Sanyuan politely stepped forward and cupped his hands, "I hope you don't blame me, sir. We are a group of five from the imperial capital. We slept in the open for many days. We finally arrived at Shilibao. We shamelessly wanted to stay for a few nights. If you find it inconvenient, sir, we will go back immediately." leave."

The middle-aged man looked at the tidy yard with his peripheral vision, knowing that it would be impossible to keep it so clean with a small bolt, so he put on a kind smile and said, "I am a guest from afar. Since there are difficulties, there is no reason not to help. My name is Ou Huang, dare I ask my little brother’s name?”

Hearing the sound, everyone in the side room came out to say hello. After a brief introduction to each other, Ou Huang didn't mean to refuse the guest. He even enthusiastically took out the brand new bedding for the guests.

This made Zhao Sanyuan even more confused.

Because no matter how you look at it, Ou Huang doesn't seem to be hypocritical and polite. You know that he is worth a lot of money. Don't you worry that others will get the wrong idea?

What's even more outrageous is what Ouhuang took out of the two cloth bags.

One of them was bloody, and it could be seen that it was two black pig legs. The other cloth bag contained grains mixed with millet and rice, which was definitely a lot.

The brothers were all dumbfounded because Zhao Sanyuan had just secretly informed Ou Huang of his occupation.

Who can pick up so much food by picking up rags?

I'm afraid you can't even rob it, right?

Ou Huang called his son over to help, and said with a smile: "It happened that the rice vat at home was almost at the bottom. I met two groups of bandits fighting on the way, and a lot of food was left behind. I packed it up and took it back to eat. When I come back, I also saw a wild boar crashing into a tree like crazy and killing it alive. I thought it was a pity, so I cut off two pig legs and came back."

"Dad, you're so awesome~ But dad, I see you're a little wobbly when you walk today. Are you sick?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired. You go entertain the guests and I'll do the rest."

Listening to the conversation between the two men, the brothers were all stunned on the spot.

Wait a minute!

You seem to have said something very outrageous!

(End of this chapter)