"Disciple, I like it."
"I want it." The old man hugged the chair and didn't let go. He even blinked at Han Chunming and acted cute.
Han Chunming couldn't help but think of the term " old treasure." He didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the ruffian look on his face.
"Give me this good thing to play with. After I die, I'll leave all my things to you.”The old man blinked, his face adorably dazed. As he spoke, his hands that were hugging the throne could not help but clench tightly again, as if he would not let go unless he agreed.
He looked like a completely different person from the old man who was in high spirits without being angry.
"Bah, bah, bah, don't say die. It's unlucky.”
"You can still live for another hundred years!”Hearing this, Han Chunming was a little unhappy. He walked forward and helped the old man up.
In fact, that was his original intention as well. His career had just started and he was not at home all day. He really did not feel at ease with such a precious throne in his own home. He directly sent this item to the old master and did not plan to bring it back.
However, when he saw the old man with a bun and white hair say the word 'death', his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
"Grandson! Since you've already helped your grandfather up, don't just stand there!”
"Move it into the house!" The next moment, the old man's expression changed. He broke free from Han Chunming's hands and picked up the teapot and fan beside him. He fanned himself while humming a tune and drinking tea.
"Ha, you're really... His expression changed faster than flipping a book…" Han Chunming stood rooted to the ground and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Was this old man acting again?
"Grandson, didn't your grandpa, the Nine Gates Admiral, teach you another lesson?”
"Don't let others know what you're thinking so easily. It's easy to suffer losses!" The old man smacked his lips out of habit and drank his tea happily.
As the old man spoke, he inadvertently took a step back and made way for Han Chunming. Work!"
Han Chunming was about to call the two people at the door back to help when a familiar figure passed by the door.
As soon as the figure disappeared from the door, it came back. It stuck its head out and stared at Han Chunming's shadow with a frown, as if confirming his identity.
"Han Chunming?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, filled with surprise and curiosity.
Turning his head, he saw that it was the raggedy Marquis.
The two of them looked at each other. Han Chunming turned his head and recognized the Marquis of Trash, and the Marquis of Trash also recognized Han Chunming.
"Hey, kid, why are you here?”After confirming Han Chunming's identity, the Marquis of Trash swaggered in.
"Hey, did something dirty come in again? Why do birds keep defecating in my yard?”
The moment he saw the raggedy marquis, the old man instantly turned around and looked up at the sky, his tone extremely depressed.
The speed at which he turned around was completely unlike his usual style.
Since they were all living in the same area, the raggedy duke could tell who the owner of the voice was just by hearing it. It was impossible for him, who had been wandering the world all year round, not to hear the hidden meaning behind the voice.
After a disdainful "tsk", the ragdoll official turned around and left.
"Hmm?"
However, just as he turned around, the raggedy marquis's eyes caught sight of the royal purple sandalwood throne carved with clouds and dragons in the courtyard. In an instant, his eyes lit up.
His gaze was somewhat similar to the old man's when he first saw the throne.
"Qianlong sat on it?" The raggedy marquis turned around and pointed at the throne. His fingers and voice were trembling.
"Hey, I'm not blind!"
Before Han Chunming could say anything, the old man's voice sounded again.
"How did you get here?" Like a beggar who was about to die of thirst seeing clear water, the ragdoll marquis immediately wrote the word "surprise" on his face.
"I exchanged it for a pig!" Han Chunming smiled.
At this point, he wasn't afraid to tell the source of the object. He had also looked around the village chief's house. Other than this chair, there were no other old objects, so he wasn't afraid to tell the raggedy marquis.
"A pig?" After hearing this, the raggedy marquis widened his eyes.
"You pig, you brought back the chair that Emperor Qianlong once sat on?”The Marquis of Trash leaned closer to Han Chunming. He sounded excited but lowered his voice, as if he was jealous and envious.
A pig would cost at most tens of yuan, and even if this set of furniture was auctioned at the current market price, it would cost at least tens of thousands of yuan!
Moreover, the future appreciation of these things was especially terrifying!
This guy had used a pig to exchange for a set of things that could be called a national treasure! He had brought the money but received nothing!
The more the raggedy marquis thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes widened even more.
Han Chunming smiled evilly and nodded.
"Damn it!"
"I brought 200 yuan to the countryside, but I only received a pile of junk. I didn't receive a single eye-catching item! Yet you used a pig to bring the throne back!”The raggedy marquis, who was full of martial arts aura, could not help but curse again.
Then, the raggedy marquis turned around and was about to leave while cursing when the old man's lazy voice sounded again.
"That bird that picks up trash, help my disciple pay the carriage fees, right?”
"It's not a loss to pay for the carriage fees and take a look at the treasure, right?”The old man didn't even turn his head. He looked up at the sky and continued to mutter.
The raggedy duke turned his head and glared at him with resentment, but he still gritted his teeth and waved his hand."Alright, I didn't look for nothing!"
After the raggedy Marquis paid Han Chunming for the car, the two honest people helped Han Chunming carry the set of furniture into the house. They carried the old one out and put it in the storage room before leaving.
Even after reaching home, the raggedy marquis still couldn't understand how Han Chunming could easily find such a treasure.! Was this kid really that powerful?
At this moment, the old man called Han Chunming in front of him and told him the reason why he didn't like the raggedy marquis.
The fragrance of the tea, the wine, the gathering of friends, and then returning to the building, the story of four small porcelain bowls.
(Sob, sob, sob, there's still one more chapter later, five chapters a day. I won't go back on my word, and I'll also be thick-skinned to ask for a monthly review of the flowers ~ I really like this drama that I've watched five times ~)
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