Yu Feng was disgusted by him.
"But don't worry, although the texture is similar, it tastes very sweet, just like your life after joining my wife."
"...I have no grudge against you, right?" Is this description a sincere attempt to win over people? After decades of deep hatred, you can't be so hostile to others, right?
"Then it depends on your attitude towards my wife. My wife's friends are my friends, and my wife's enemies are also my enemies."
After Lin Yixuan said that, he stuffed the roasted sweet potato, which was said to have a texture and color similar to "Xiang", into Feng's hand.
"I wrote my home address and phone number on a paper bag. Remember to come have a drink with me when you come back."
Only then did Yu Feng see the brown paper wrapping the baked sweet potatoes, with the address and phone number written on it.
"How can you be so sure that I will come back?" Yu Feng asked.
"The pen holder told me."
"What?" Yu Feng was puzzled.
"The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest on the pen holder fell apart and died in pieces due to disagreements with the ruling Sima court. How could they have ended up like this if they had been given a wise king."
It seems to be talking about the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, but it actually names Yu Feng's current situation.
Yu Feng's face was stern. He had underestimated the man standing behind Jin Shu with a smile.
"That pen holder was just something I picked up casually. You're over-interpreting it."
"Occasionally there is always an unavoidable necessity. For your ambition to be buried by ignorant people is like using a Yuan blue and white pen holder as a urinal for a child. It is a waste of natural resources."
Lin Yixuan finished the order and left gracefully, leaving Yu Feng where he was, holding the stuffed roasted sweet potato and staring at him with big eyes.
In fact, he really wanted to throw this thing on the ground and step on it a few more times to express his integrity.
But he noticed that in addition to the phone number and address left by Lin Yixuan on the paper wrapping the sweet potatoes, there was also a line of very small words that could not even be seen without looking carefully.
A good minister chooses his master and acts
These words were like a thunderbolt that struck Yu Feng's heart.
Although his adoptive father didn't explicitly say why he wanted him to go back, the clever Yu Feng guessed that he must go back to take the blame.
He was also prepared to face the upcoming prison sentence, and even felt a sense of relief. The debt he owed his adoptive father would finally be paid off.
In his heart, this was a very sacred burial, but when Lin Yixuan used the metaphor of a urinal, Yu Feng felt it was inexplicably absurd.
The roasted sweet potato with its sweet smell challenged him silently. Thinking that Lin Yixuan said this was like his life, Yu Feng took a bite angrily.
The sweet taste explodes in your mouth instantly, and the slimy texture is indeed very similar to Lin Yixuan's description. You don't even need to chew, it just goes down your throat.
Surprisingly...not unpleasant to eat.
Yu Feng looked into the distance sadly. Does his life still have a chance to be sweet?
Lin Yixuan did not describe to Jin Shu in detail how he persuaded Yu Feng to do good deeds without leaving his name, only rewards.
After returning to the stall, he just calmly raised two fingers to Jin Shu.
"Is this...a victory gesture?" Li Duo didn't understand.
"No, it's your sister-in-law who owes me two rewards." Lin Yixuan said coolly.
She had promised herself a reward for catching the thief before.
Just now he went to help her recruit soldiers and horses to win over Yu Feng. With this performance, his wife had to give him some benefits, even without some color.
Half a day passed quickly.
Thanks to Yu Feng's precise advertising, Chen Chen really received something good.
I collected a plain three-color portrait of a Qing lady and a small general jar with flower and bird patterns from the Kangxi period, both for a few hundred yuan.
To ordinary people, this price is higher than what the dealers offered, but to Jinshu's family, this is a big mistake.
Jinshu, who is greedy for money, won't let go of the statue of a lady, so he just sings to his own mother that she is the only one in the world.
Mom is so kind.
With this little statue, it won’t be a problem to change to a house in a second-tier city in a few years.
It was almost time to close the stall, and someone came over carrying a bronze tripod. It turned green and looked at the burying cauldron.
It is said that my parents picked it up by the river in the countryside. It has green embroidery on it, so it doesn't look like it is valuable.
Chen Chen gave the man 300 yuan, which made the man extremely happy.
"I'm not sure about the bronze, but it feels like it's real. The style seems to be before the Han Dynasty, but I don't know the year."
After they left, Chen Chen said to Jin Shu and saw the look of regret on her money-obsessed daughter's face.
"What's wrong?"
"Bronze wares from before the Han Dynasty cannot be kept. Find a museum and donate them..." Mr. Yu said seriously.
"Sister-in-law, are you showing off your style too much?" Li Duo was struck by the light of righteousness emanating from Jin Shu.
"It won't work if we don't promote our style..." Jin Shu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
It's really nice to have good things, but it's a pity that I can't keep them.
Bronze tripods from the Han Dynasty will not be strictly controlled, but it will not be long before the Cultural Relics Law comes out and the circulation is prohibited.
If you keep this thing at home, if it is reported, you will definitely be sentenced.
Therefore, no auction houses in later generations will auction bronze tripods. This thing is only circulated in the black market. Once you receive it, you can only admire it secretly and cannot take it out.
She knew such an unlucky guy in her previous life. She bought a tripod from the black market and almost entered it.
That guy was still her competitor and was very difficult to deal with. Jinshu fought against him and lost twice in three bids.
In Yu Zong's life of almost no defeats, losing to the same person twice is definitely a shameful memory.
So after that guy almost went in because of Ding, Yu Zong had a huge appetite and ate Shun Xin noodles for three days.
Seeing the tripod, Jin Shu thought of the unlucky guy from his previous life.
All in all, that guy should be in his early twenties now. He might be hatching mushrooms in some dark corner. It would be best not to see him ever.
"Daughter-in-law, your expression is very heavy. Wouldn't it be enough to donate a tripod?" Lin Yixuan found her complex and changeable expression quite refreshing.
"Such a good thing promotes style, can I not be burdened? By the way, after donating it, remember to ask for a pennant. I want to hang it in the office..."
Lin Yixuan was amused by her. His money-obsessed wife was so cute. She looked like she was dying but still didn't forget to hug her. Why was she so rare?
After dinner, Jin Shu set up a small table in the room and put the antiques that his mother had collected on it for appreciation.
Lin Yixuan was worried about cashing in the "reward" and urged her twice, but Jin Shu pretended not to hear.
Just when she was still intoxicated with the joy of picking up leaks, a piece of red cloth fell from the sky and covered her babies.
"Are you gah?" Jinshu spoke in dialect.
"No, I just want to show you a magic trick. The name of the magic is: after a dishonest woman failed to fulfill her promise and was mercilessly retaliated by her husband, all the porcelain was broken into pieces. Do you want to see it?"
"...Do you dare to repeat this long list of names?" Jin Shu rolled his eyes, stingy!
What kind of magic is this? Isn't this just threatening her that if she doesn't engage in pornography, she will break her porcelain?
Pooh!
