Unlike the common courtyard houses, Master Guan lived alone.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the green plants in the courtyard. Two more steps forward was the kitchen on the right, the storage room on the left, and directly opposite was the old man's living room and bedroom.
At this moment, the old man was sitting comfortably on an armchair in the courtyard with his eyes closed. He was holding a teapot in one hand and fanning himself with the other.
"Grandson, you came without wine?"
Seeing that the old man was resting with his eyes closed, Han Chunming was about to sneak over and give the old man a kiss when an old but dignified voice resounded in the courtyard.
"Hey, how did you guess? Cat nose and clairaudient?" Han Chunming shook his head and walked over. He held the old man's arm and helped him up.
"Other than you, no one else dares to sneak into my Nine Gates Admiral's courtyard!”Master Guan took a sip of tea and smiled.
Intentionally or not, Master Guan raised his voice when he called out " Admiral of the Nine Gates ".
"Alright!"
"But although there's no wine today, there's another surprise!”Han Chunming raised his eyebrows proudly and prepared to release his secret weapon.
Master Guan turned around and looked at Han Chunming. A smile appeared on his expressionless face, and his eyes lit up.
"What's wrong? There are good items?"
At that moment, an invisible arrow shot out from Master Guan's eyes, breaking through all the defenses in Han Chunming's heart.
"Tsk, did you plant a worm in my stomach?”The moment Master Guan met Han Chunming's eyes, Han Chunming knew that he couldn't hide anything from Master Guan.
"Grandson, take out the good items and give them to your Grandpa Nine Gates Admiral!”
"If it really is a good item, your Grandpa Nine Gates Admiral will forgive you for coming empty-handed.”After a smug smile, the Nine Gates Inspector stuffed the teapot and fan into Chunming's hands and turned around to sit back down on the bamboo chair.
However, this time, he stood straight with his legs crossed. His hands were placed on the armrests, and his turbid eyes lit up again.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible force had forcefully pulled the old man back to decades ago.
The old man gave off an intuitive feeling of dignity without being angry and high-spirited.
After her trick was seen through, Chunming nodded helplessly. Then, she clapped her hands at the door."Please bring it in!”
The two men who were driving outside the door received the signal and carefully moved the old sofa in. Han Chunming carefully guarded the surroundings, afraid that he would accidentally bump into it.
When the old man saw the sofa, he smiled and nodded. He said softly,"Not bad, it's a good thing."
"Please wait at the door. I'll give you the money later.”After sending the two of them away, Han Chunming sat on the armrest of the sofa and asked the old man.
"Have you guessed what this is?"
"Old purple-black rosewood material, waist, arched shoulders, inverted hooves, seven-screen seat, a good item from the Qianlong palace.”The old man didn't look at it carefully like Han Chunming. He only glanced at it a few times and told him the characteristics and age of the chair.
"I didn't say everything. Come and take a look." Hearing this, Han Chunming once again revealed a sly smile and hooked his hand.
"Hey, are you playing with your grandfather?" The old man's interest was piqued when he heard this. He stood up and walked over with a smile.
" Look here." Han Chunming pointed behind the seat.
"Behind?" The old man frowned and turned to look behind his seat.
His back was covered in a layer of dust, and patterns protruded out. The moment he saw the outline of the patterns, the old man's eyes widened. He reached out and gently wiped the dust off the surface.
Without the cover of dust, the complete pattern of the pattern was revealed to the world once again!
A bright pearl floated above its two sharp claws. Looking closely at the claws, the two roaring dragons stared at the bright pearl in front of them with furious eyes!
The dragon patterns were lifelike, and the cloud patterns were vivid! It could be called Ghost Axe Cutting Technique!
Even though it was carved, the old man could still feel the shock of the scene. The roaring golden dragon symbolized by the Son of Heaven!
"In Qianlong's study room!" When the old man recognized the complete shape of the pattern, his lips trembled slightly.
His father was an official in the palace, so he had a natural respect for dragons and the Son of Heaven. Now, even after many years, seeing this familiar pattern, the old man's blood began to boil.
"Royal purple sandalwood throne with dragon cloud patterns! It's really a treasure!" The old man's eyes were like fire. He was completely shocked.
At first, the old man thought that this kid had found something similar to the tobacco pipe from the Eight-Nation Alliance. However, he did not expect that his disciple would actually bring back the throne that Qianlong had sat on during his trip to the countryside!
This was the first time Han Chunming had seen the old man shocked because of him. Han Chunming shook his head and raised his chin arrogantly. He closed his eyes and basked in the sunlight. His crossed legs swayed proudly.
He was as proud as he could be in his heart.
"My dear disciple."
"I like it, I want it."
When Han Chunming opened his eyes, he saw the old man hugging the dragon throne and looking at him with an aggrieved expression.
That look was as comical as it could be.
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