The golden snake danced wildly, and the sky and the earth turned white, illuminating the faces of everyone present.
I picked up the Jiangshe plate and read out the inscription word by word quietly: "In 1048 BC, when I was in Guisi, in the second year of King Wu of Zhou Dynasty, the Taigong was granted the title of Yingqiu, with the title of Qi... During this period, in compliance with customs, simplified etiquette, farming and fishery ..."
"King Wu died, Wu Genglu's father rebelled, and King Cheng of Zhou sent an order to Taigong to go to the sea in the east, to the Yellow River in the west, to Muling in the south, and to Wudi in the north. If the princes in the world have two minds, Qi can conquer on behalf of Heaven to protect the country. Sheji..."
"This tripod was specially cast on the first day of the first year of King Cheng of Zhou Dynasty, on the day of Jiayin, the lunar month of Yiwei."
After I finished reading word for word, I whistled at the zombie-like Xia Erzhu, raised Zizhu, and held the Jiang Shepan in my hand that would never leave the country.
He hooked his fingers into Jiang Shepan's ears and looked around, scanning the faces of the Xia family members one by one like walking corpses.
Finally, his eyes fell on the zombie-like Guo Hong. He closed his hands, made a fist with his right hand and covered his right hand with his left hand. He arched it slightly and shouted loudly.
"Mr. Guo Da, everyone. I am fortunate to have the Xia family take over today."
"The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you later."
At these words, I followed the Xia family and bowed my hands in a toothless salute.
He put Zizhu into his backpack with his backhand, carried the tattered suitcase in his left hand, and the Jiang Shepan in his right hand, turned around and left indifferently.
The whole Xia family turned into statues, watching me go away.
"Tong, Mr. Tong..."
"Stay..." Kanshu La
"Master Tong, Master Tong, stay here..."
Guo Hong was trembling and bowed to me, with a look of fear on his face: "Master Tong, Master Tong, can we discuss it? Our Xia family is willing to redeem Jiang Shepan at a high price. The price is up to you."
I responded coldly: "No need to discuss!"
Immediately, Guo Hong shook himself into chaff and his face was as pale as earth: "Well, please, Mr. Tong, please get me a charter... Whatever you say, the Xia family will agree to it..."
I straightened my appearance and said quietly, "Mr. Guo Da, please rest assured. I will not sell this Jiangshe plate to anyone, no matter how much they pay."
"And this purple bamboo."
Guo Hong suddenly showed a hint of joy for the rest of his life.
Unexpectedly, the next second, a sentence came out of my mouth: "If Mr. Guo Da wants to see Jiang Shepan and Zizhu, please come to my appraisal center..."
"Free to visit!"
All of a sudden, Guo Hong collapsed.
At this moment, Xia Erzui chased after him and let out a heartbreaking cry: "Copper Banban, give me Jiang Shepan, give back my grandfather's purple bamboo..."
"You are not allowed to leave!"
"You're not allowed to leave!"
The wildest smile appeared in my mouth, without looking back: "Want Zizhu? Yes!"
"Tell your grandpa to come and get it himself!"
Then, I yelled ferociously: "Xia Erzhi, remember your promise."
"Who the hell dares to use dirty tricks on me——"
"I'll set up a breakfast stall in front of the appraisal center!"
"Just take this pan—"
"Pancakes!!!"
The howling tragic wind was drowned by the miserable rain. The rain in Yandu became heavier and heavier, and soon the streets were flooded, and the entire Yandu became a Ze country.
When I was going out in my Bentley, I saw two acquaintances.
A Bao Guoxing!
After Bao Guoxing, who had his left leg in a plaster, got out of the taxi, he rushed towards the west gate desperately with a cane on his hands.
While rushing, Bao Guoxing kept talking on the phone, asking why the competition was over and why he didn't notify me earlier.
Bao Guoxing looked extremely flustered. From the looks of it, he probably regretted not being able to participate in such a battle that would go down in the history of treasure fighting in Yandu.
Another acquaintance is Luo Sloppy!
When Bentley turned out of the west gate and arrived at the north gate of the Prince's Palace, I saw Luo Sloppy.
Even through the windshield, I could clearly smell the earthy smell of Luo Slutty.
It's raining heavily, Luo
Dirty little Alto was stuck in a deep puddle, unable to move.
So Luo Sloppy simply jumped out of the car, jumped into the deep puddle, rolled out of the puddle in a state of embarrassment, and rushed towards the north gate like a drowned rat.
He was wearing archaeological construction site clothes, and in his hand was a small shovel used on archaeological construction sites.
Judging from Luo Sloppy's frightened look, he must have encountered a big problem!
Absolutely a big problem!
An absolutely urgent problem!
If it weren't for this earth-shattering problem, the sloppy national scholar Luo would definitely not come to Tianjia Army to report so late!
A night of thunder and a night of thunderstorms.
The heavy rain on September 9 did not subside until the next morning, and Yandu suffered another flood in Zeguo.
The drainage system of Old Concordia was also seriously damaged in this heavy rainstorm. As soon as it started to rain and the rain had not stopped, countless workers came to the site to excavate and make repairs.
The bad weather did not affect my good mood. Even during breakfast, I was holding the ginger plate and thinking about it.
Qiyan next to me was very dissatisfied with me. She pranked her and put the steamed buns directly on Jiangshe's plate.
I didn't hesitate to pick up the steamed buns and eat them without any hesitation, which made Qiyan grit her teeth in disgust.
After breakfast, the nurse supervised the water delivery. Qiyan received the hot water as usual and carefully scrubbed Shi Lao's body.
Finally, Qiyan quietly approached me with a towel in hand, and without warning, she put the towel on my face and wiped it vigorously.
At first I didn't pay attention, and my fingers were still pressing the fonts inside the Jiang Shepan to make gestures.
Until Qi Yan whispered in my ear and told me: "I just wiped Grandpa Shi's butt, now wipe your face."
I was stunned immediately and looked at Qi Yan coldly.
Qi Yan didn't take it seriously at all, and took a deep breath: "Ah. It stinks! Stinky boy!"
I tilted my head, showing a hint of sullenness.
Qiyan's tall and exquisite Yao nose was directly in front of my nose, eye to eye, nose to nose, and her breath could be heard.
"When you get older, I'll wipe it for you."
"I'll wipe your butt first, and then I'll wipe your face!"
As she spoke, Qiyan stuck out her tongue, made a grimace at me, and giggled until her branches quivered.
I have to say that Qiyan took good care of Mr. Shi.
After playing old songs from the 1960s to Mr. Shi, he turned on the radio and put it in his ears. From time to time, he told Mr. Shi stories about everyone in Fangzhou.
The scene at this moment was so heartwarming.
Within a few minutes, Tu Laoliang called me and urged me to pay as soon as possible!
