Young Master Senpo (Ma Xiaoguang) said mysteriously: "A mailbox!"
"Letterbox? What kind of letterbox?" He Baoji sat up straight after hearing this and stared at Master Senpo with wide eyes and asked.
"Silver, about an inch thick, with a silver outside... It is said to have been passed down from Emperor Kangxi's time!" Master Senpo said in a low voice.
"Where's it inside?" He Baoji asked quickly.
"I don't know what's inside, but I feel it's quite heavy. There must be something inside." Master Senpo said thoughtfully.
"Where's the stuff?"
"Master Bao, do you think it's appropriate for you to take this thing out with you?"
"That's it, that's it. How about Master Senpo bring that object tomorrow so that we can open our eyes?" He Baoji said eagerly.
"Then let the local treasure watch it tomorrow morning?"
"Just Yuansheng Tea Garden, that place is good."
"Okay, it'll be two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I can't get up too early. What a joke!" Master Senpo said with some embarrassment.
"It's a deal!"
After coming out of "Tianbaoyuan", the two beauties were still looking back at the gambling game in the back seat. Young Master Senpo was sitting in the passenger seat chatting with the fat man.
"You old man are really fooling around. Where did you get the mailbox?" the fat man asked with a smile.
"You can have this!" Master Senpo said firmly.
"The problem is so tight. Where can we make one? It's too late!" Natasha heard the two talking from behind and took over the conversation.
"It's been done a long time ago! Sophie went back to the small foreign building to take a look... There should be packages from the post office these days. I have been busy preparing to meet He Baoji all day long, so I forgot about this." Master Senpo is not worried. Said slowly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone rolled their eyes. It turned out that this young master Senpo had already dug a hole for others.
Back at the small foreign building, there was indeed a package from the post office. It had been sent yesterday. It was wrapped tightly in a long wooden box.
The wooden box was opened, and inside was a red sandalwood wooden box. The style of the wooden box was quite simple, and the patina on it looked to be quite old.
There is a wax and lacquer seal on the edge of the wooden box. After careful inspection, the seal showed no signs of being tampered with.
Carefully remove the seal, open the wooden box, and a delicate silver cylinder appears in front of everyone.
"Is this the mailbox?" Sophie asked curiously.
"What's inside?" The fat man also started gossiping.
"Third scroll!"
As soon as Master Senpo said this, everyone in the living room almost sat down in shock.
The third scroll, whether it is the original or the fake made by Taylor, has gone somewhere - although everyone present does not know it.
But there is a third scroll here, which is unscientific!
"This doesn't seem good, does it?"
The fat man glanced at Boss Ma with some scorn, pretending to lower his head in deep thought. In fact, he saw that Sophie felt a little guilty.
"Ma Dan, what's wrong? What happened to the Xibei goods I asked Brother Guishou to make based on the photos?"
As soon as this was said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but in an instant their curiosity arose again. Everyone is looking forward to the craftsmanship of Brother Guishou!
Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Master Senpo had no choice but to follow the secret given by Brother Guishou and twist the mailbox shell three times to the left and three times to the right.
There was only a crisp "click" sound, and the mechanism popped open.
Opening the mailbox, there was something like a scroll inside.
Sophie took the scroll first and read it carefully.
"Mr. Ghost Hand's technique is so amazing that you can't even tell it's a replica!" Sophie exclaimed after a while.
"It's still a little different, at least the material of the sheepskin is different? Right?" Master Senpo winked at Sophie and asked.
"Yes, it's not easy to tell. From the outside, it looks exactly the same as the third scroll." Sophie said.
"That's enough. Okay, everything is ready. Fatty and I will go see He Baoji tomorrow, and you guys will split up."
At five minutes to two o'clock the next afternoon, Master Senpo and Fatty drove to Yuansheng Tea Garden on Gulou North Street.
Yuansheng Tea Garden can be traced back to the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty.
As soon as you walk through the door, you will see a large and elegant hall of about 200 square meters, with dozens of large lacquered square tables and armchairs arranged in an orderly manner.
The momentum is extraordinary.
At this time, the teahouse had already begun to serve guests, and the hall was full of people of all kinds.
Of course, what attracted Master Senpo the most was the crosstalk talker on stage.
What the two artists on the stage were talking about was the traditional piece "Guan Gong Battles Qin Qiong". Their performance was really superb, and they were both good at speaking, learning and singing, which made Master Senpo very excited.
Unfortunately, I have to do business today, so I can't enjoy the traditional folk arts that I have always loved.
"Second Master, good morning!"
The waiter at the teahouse saw that Master Senpo was very impressive and quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Which private room is Mr. Bao in?" the fat man asked aloud.
The young master must not be allowed to speak at this time.
"Oh, you two, please come with me!" Hearing this, the waiter's expression became more and more respectful.
They were quickly brought to the private room where He Baoji and Sui Jinfeng were.
"Oh, Master Bao is already here. It's your fault, it's your fault." Master Senpo repeatedly raised his hands and said in apology.
He said this with a matter-of-fact look on his face.
"Master Senpo, you are busy, so there is no need to be polite." He Baoji also looked unconcerned.
Everyone's focus is not on these minutiae.
After sitting down, the waiter made the tea, received the reward, and left quietly.
The fat man naturally understood the look from Master Senpo, and he slowly and solemnly placed the baggage on his back on the table.
He Baoji and Sui Jinfeng looked at each other, then held their breath and opened the baggage.
Inside is a rosewood box. The box is opened, and inside is the silver mailbox.
He Baoji picked up the mailbox with some trembling, looked left and right, as if he couldn't figure it out.
Young Master Senpo and the fat man were watching with their eyes, nose and heart, while the old god was on the ground and sipping tea.
After a long time, Sui Jinfeng finally asked: "This... Master Senpo, this mailbox can't be opened?"
"Hey, sister, I haven't opened this thing since I was a child, but once I saw the old man open it, and there was a scroll-like object inside. I didn't see it very clearly..." Master Senpo said nonchalantly.
"This...then I can't bid for this object." He Baoji said hesitantly.
"That's true, but Master, I'm not bad at the three melons and two dates. If Master Bao thinks it's appropriate, just give it to him." Master Senpo said casually.
"That's so embarrassing! I think this mailbox is also a good item. Why don't we pay a thousand yuan first and wait for the rest to be opened?"
"That's Master Du Yibao." Master Senpo replied cheerfully.
"Then I will keep this thing for now and wait until I open the mailbox to take a look at the items inside." He Baoji also said cheerfully.
Without staying too much in the private room, Master Senpo and the fat man collected the check and left.
Soon they came to the hall, and the two found a table, ordered another pot of tea, and ordered a lot of dried fruit refreshments, while drinking tea and listening to cross talk.
Fatty usually doesn't have much artistic talent, but he seems to be particularly interested in this traditional folk art. He beams with joy and keeps applauding.
After listening to two paragraphs, drinking some tea, and seeing that the time was almost up, the two of them left leisurely and unfinished.
On the way back to the car.
"Master, do you think He Baoji can be fooled?" the fat man asked with some doubts.
"He Baoji knows the goods. This mailbox is worth more than a thousand oceans." Master Senpo said firmly.
"Is the mailbox real?"
"Of course, if the mailbox is fake, do you think the two old Jianghu people won't be able to recognize it?" Master Senpo said with a smile.
"That's true, where did you get this thing?"
"Tsk, when you were a great lama, those two brothers followed you to buy and sell things in the northwest. These two guys got a lot of good things during this trip to the northwest!"
"Before going out, I contacted Old Sun, Brother Guishou, and asked him to get an object that would be useful here. I didn't expect that this guy did a pretty good job!" Master Senpo praised.
"These two guys are trying to get into trouble everywhere under the banner of this Buddha. It's not okay! You have to talk about it when you go back..."
The fat man just returned to the small foreign building.
As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Sophie giving some instructions to Love.
"There is nothing wrong with Zhan Shilin's injury. Being in the hospital is inconvenient and dangerous... We are going to take him over." Sophie turned to Master Senpo and said.
"Then take it over. There are enough people here to take care of you." Master Senpo also nodded in agreement.
When Lo Fu heard this, he called And Lu to meet with Bu Wei, who was on duty at the hospital, and bring Zhan Shilin back.
"What to do next?"
After Love left, Sophie couldn't hold back and quickly asked Master Senpo.
"Don't worry, this mailbox is not an ordinary object. It cannot be opened by ordinary people. They have been researching for a while and they will definitely contact us." Master Senpo said confidently.
Sure enough, that night, as soon as it got dark, Sui Jinfeng called and said that the mailbox still couldn't be opened.
"Sister, I'm not good at this stuff. If you can't open it, you can't rely on me." Master Senpo said sincerely on the phone, which made Natasha who was walking next to her stunned.
"We have invited the masters from Yanjing Rongbaozhai to prepare ways to open this mailbox."
"Tomorrow afternoon, Master Bao's private garden will be opened in the south of the old city. I would like to ask Master Senpo to give me a favor and discuss the details together..." There was Sui Jinfeng's somewhat charming voice on the other end of the phone, which made Natasha frown.
Master Senpo naturally readily agreed to Sui Jinfeng's invitation, and then slowly hung up the phone.
"Master, there is something weird about this woman!"
Natasha said with a worried look on her face.
"There are definitely some weird things, but if I don't go, it's unscientific." Master Senpo imitated the fat man's tone and said.
"Everyone has cleared their money and goods, what else do you need to do?"
"What they want is the object inside the mailbox. Now that it can't be opened, they must be in a dilemma. It doesn't matter whether they invite Rong Baozhai or not."
"But they probably have a conspiracy... MISS Liu told you to be careful." A spokesperson for Natasha said.
"Miss Liu is right! You have to be careful. There are some things you should pay attention to..."
When Master Senpo heard this, he thought of something, rolled his eyes, and whispered to Natasha.
