The young man stayed in front of his little stall doubtfully, his eyes falling on the back of Dean Chen who was leaving in a hurry. Is this little bottle of his really worth a hundred taels of gold?
I heard that the bottle I picked up earlier only cost twenty or thirty taels of silver. Will the old man make fun of it?
The young man watched Dean Chen enter a restaurant. He looked up at the plaque and his eyes widened. The old man actually entered the Xianhai Tower.
Xianhailou is a restaurant that was just built in recent years. I heard that the restaurants are located in several countries. The dishes inside are mainly Nanyuan's aquatic products, and the prices are not affordable for ordinary people.
Not long after, he saw Chen
Before the young man could finish his sentence, he saw an immortal dean walking out empty-handed. His eyes dimmed instantly and he muttered: "I knew the old man was bragging..." Hailou's steward came out in a hurry. , holding a box in his hand.
He suddenly felt happy and pretended to be calm as he watched the two people arrive in a hurry.
"Sir, this is one hundred taels of gold, please check it." Dean Chen stared at the bottle in his hand.
The shopkeeper of Xianhailou stepped forward and opened the box. There were ten gold stators inside.
The young man's eyes were wide open, but seeing how happy he was, he was still a little scared: "Could this be fake?"
"Xianhailou never cheats." The shopkeeper was full of confidence.
The young man's doubts were completely dispelled by the shopkeeper's words. He handed the porcelain bottle to Dean Chen, went up to hug the box, raised his hand to pick up a toilet wound and bit it.
Really, really...
"Get rich, get rich."
The young man was so surprised that he hurried home with the box in his arms, not even leaving his own stall.
Dean Chen opened the bottle and took out the note inside. It was written by the little disciple, and what she wrote was not simplified Chinese characters, but letters.
When the little girl taught him to learn simplified Chinese characters, she wrote twenty-six letters for him to learn, and also wrote many simplified Chinese characters with letters.
He now has a thorough understanding of simplified Chinese characters.
There were tears in Dean Chen's eyes, and his fingers were trembling as he held the note. It was written by a little girl.
"Dean, why do you want to buy this porcelain vase with one hundred taels of gold?" the shopkeeper was puzzled.
Dean Chen put away his excitement, folded the note and put it in the bottle: "This is a priceless treasure."
"Priceless treasure?"
Isn't it the bottle washed ashore by the tsunami in the South China Sea?
"Xianhai Tower issued an announcement, purchasing this bottle with a special note for one hundred taels of gold."
"good."
"There are also people to check that these bottles appeared on the island in the South China Sea."
The shopkeeper nodded.
"Is your boss still in Jizhou City now?"
"Just left four days ago."
"Send a message to him and ask him to come to Xianhai Tower in Jizhou City as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Dean Chen looked up at the sky, tears flashing in her eyes. Six years later, she finally had news. Everything was not in vain. His little disciple was really alive.
He wanted to tell them the good news and ask them to rush to Jizhou City as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
The news of Xianhailou's purchase of one hundred taels of gold and the strange note spread throughout the coastal areas. People went to the South China Sea to search for it. Many fishermen even went to sea just to find a bottle.
You must know that one hundred taels of gold is enough for a family to live a wealthy life.
In the past few days, Xianhailou has received one or two bottles with strange fonts, and Dean Chen also learned more about the origin and region of the porcelain bottles.
