Siheyuan: I Can See the Prompt

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Street Security.

"We have already investigated clearly. Xu Damao was indeed drunk last night. Earlier, others did not leave the rolling mill at all."

After Xu Damao was cleared of suspicion, he immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Lou Xiao'e, did you hear it? How do you explain it now?"

Chapter Thirteen: Post Box signed by Master Qianlong

Xu Damao raised his hand and was about to hit Lou Xiaoe, but fortunately he was stopped by the guards.

"Xu Damao pay attention to your attitude, I haven't finished my words yet! Although you haven't messed around after drinking, your behavior of beating your wife is very problematic. You can't argue about it. You just wanted to beat us in front of us just now. your wife."

"Humph! Xu Damao, although you were wronged this time, you obviously had a guilty conscience in the yard before, which shows that you have done similar things before, or wanted to do such things!"

After Lou Xiaoe finished speaking, she left the security office angrily.

Xu Damao also wanted to leave, but was stopped by the guards.

"Xu Damao, I don't think you have any repentance in regards to your eldest wife. We are going to detain you for one night and let you reflect on it. Do you have any opinions?"

"No no!"

Xu Damao was not convinced, but did not dare to express his opinion.

If he messes with the street guards, and they just go to the rolling mill and say casually, his job as a projectionist at the rolling mill may be lost.

After He Fan got off work early from the rolling mill, he did not go back to the courtyard. Instead, he bought some vegetables and carried two bottles of wine.

Rouge Hu is No. XNUMX. The shabby Hou walked out of the courtyard with a burlap sack, and he saw He Fan at first sight.

"Yo, you found it so quickly!"

He Fan raised the dish in his hand: "I'll come over when I have nothing to do."

"Why do you buy so many vegetables, I can't do it!"

"I can!"

"Then what else, please come in!"

He Fan followed the shabby Hou into his house, first to the main house, where there were many antiques.

The system beep keeps ringing.

[There is a post box signed by Qianlong himself, and the collection value is good! 】

[The Qing Dynasty porcelain vase is slightly damaged, but it still has a certain collection value. 】

[A good Qing Dynasty mahogany chair, the collection value is quite good. 】

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He Fan swept the house around, he knew that these were not all the family belongings of the shabby Hou.

Even better, it was hidden by the tattered Hou, such as the incomparably precious Geyao Bafang Cup.

Moreover, the system prompted a circle, and there was no counterfeit, which was enough to show the strength of the tattered man in identifying antiques.

"How about you, do you know these things?"

He Fan smiled and said, "These are all treasures left by our ancestors, right?"

He Fan did not explain the words.

The shabby Hou looked surprised. He originally thought that He Fan didn't understand this, but he didn't expect that He Fan was also a fellow.

"That's why you want to be friends with me?"

He Fan smiled and said, "You are wrong. I want to be friends with you for other reasons."

Hearing the words, the tattered Hou was very speechless: "Tell me, what are your other plans?"

"I'll make a few snacks first, and we'll talk while drinking, what do you think?"

"Row!"

1 hours later.

Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, the shabby Hou sniffed.

"The color and fragrance are all good, and the taste is not too bad. I didn't expect you to look so young. Not only do you understand antiques, but you are also so accomplished in cooking."

"I'm fine with cooking, but when it comes to antiques, you're still a senior. Come, I'll toast the senior first."

He Fan picked up the wine glass.

"What's your name, senior, everyone calls me Junkhou. If you give me face, then call me Junkhou too."

"Then, as a junior, I will give you a cup of rubbish first."

In fact, He Fan had long wanted to call it that.

The shabby Hou picked up the wine glass and touched the glass in He Fan's hand lightly, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"The wine is good, I'll try the food."

After tasting each dish, Jun Wan Hou gave He Fan a thumbs up.

"I really have nothing to say about this cooking skill. I've been fortunate enough to eat the food made by the royal chef before, and it's not as delicious as yours."

The old man is the grandson of the prince, and it is not uncommon for him to have eaten the meals made by the royal chef.

After He Fan and Tattered Hou drank a bottle of wine, they put down the wine glass.

"You Jun, you're almost done drinking, then I'll cut to the chase."

"I'm all ears!"

"I want to do business with you!"

"Doing business? You're crazy, this is not allowed!"

"I'm not talking about the present, but the future."

The rotten Hou didn't react for a while, did He Fan know what happened in the future?

"Is it gone?"

"Of course, I really like these babies of yours. If you intend to sell them someday, don't sell them to others, transfer them to me."

"Hahaha, what did your kid say to do business with me in the future? In my opinion, it is your real purpose that you want my babies."

He Fan did not refute, he really wanted to wait for the reform and opening up, and find the shabby Hou to do business with him.

First, it was because the old man had good original funds, and the second was because he could trust the man.

Although the old man and the third master Yan Bugui are the same actor, the old man is completely different from that Yan Bugui who even cares about his own son.

Not only the character is trustworthy, but he is also quite righteous.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have smashed the precious Geyao Bafang Cup, which Old Master Guan had always wanted to see but never looked at, in front of the spirit of Master Guan's suspended animation.

Of course.

These oh darlings of the tattered Hou, they are all real antiques.

To say that He Fan doesn't want it, He Fan himself doesn't believe it.

"In order to repay the kindness of your meal, I will show you a treasure."

The Ruined Hou asked He Fan to sit first, and he took out the box that Qianlong had signed by himself.

"Since you also know antiques, as long as you can tell the origin of this thing, I will give it to you."

He Fan took the post box in the hands of the tattered Hou and looked at it carefully.

It was found that it was exactly as described under the Zhengyang Gate.

"Oh, I forgot that you are illiterate. Look at the characters here. I'll read it to you, Ju Zhi Ai..."

"Damn Hou, I'm sorry, I deceived you for the second time. Actually, I can read."

"Ah! Since you can read and understand antiques, you should know how precious the books I gave you when you invited me to dinner. Why don't you?"

"Horror, if I received your books at that time, would you still tell me your address?"

Rude Hou shook his head.

"I can't see it, you kid is so secretive, so scheming, hahaha!"

Chapter XNUMX: Daughter of the Ruined Hou, Hou Su'e!

He Fan smiled along with the tattered Hou.

Actually, he lied.

He didn't accept the tattered Hou's books because those books were dispensable to him, but they were very important to Han Chunming.

Of course, He Fan did this not for Han Chunming, but to elevate his status in the heart of the rotten Hou.

To put it bluntly, it is to pretend to be coercive, to make the ragged Hou Gao look at him a few times.

"Since you are literate, tell me the origin of this box!"

Just when He Fan started to recall the story about this post box under Zhengyangmen, the system prompt sounded in his mind.

[This post box is Qianlong...]

He Fan was overjoyed. As expected of the prompt system, he was really satisfied with such a humanized service.

"The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of Empress Tao; the love of lotus, who is the same person; the love of peony is suitable for everyone; the love of lotus is out of the mud and not stained, and the back is the signature of Qianlong master."

"Hahaha, the punctuation is very accurate. It seems that you are not only literate, but also have a high level of education. If this is the case, then you must know the specific origin of this box."

He Fan nodded, and then said the system's prompt.

"Master Qianlong had many teachers in his life. One of the teachers was from Huishan. This teacher admired Zhou Dunyi very much, and Master Qianlong respected this teacher very much. Since the seventh year of Qianlong, Master Qianlong helped his teacher in Huishan. It can be seen from the construction of a Zhou Lianxi Temple for Zhou Dunyi, and later Master Qianlong went to Huishan six times, of which two went to Zhou Lianxi Temple."

Hearing this, the rotten Hou gave a thumbs up. He never expected that He Fan would be so clear about the origin of this box.

He Fan continued: "The words on the box came from Zhou Dunyi. This box was written by Master Qianlong when he went to Huishan in Zhou Lianxi Temple to commemorate Zhou Dunyi, and I said it right?"