palm river mountain

Chapter 50

Mr. Guan put away the carving knife and looked at Duan Yi in surprise, "It's true, how did you know it?"

"Then Wang Zhan bribed Old Zhu with a root carving, insisted on making him a middleman, and led him to my house, intending to buy Guan Yuan by force. How unworthy this descendant must be to sell the ancestral house?"

"Of course I refused, and Lao Zhu panicked with embarrassment, so I kicked him out on the spot. Wang Zhan is the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, and our Guan family is just a craftsman. The old lady is still very nervous these days, afraid of him. There is also a back move."

As Mr. Guan said, he patted the wood flower residue on his body.

That old Zhu used to be an official in the middle of the capital, and after he retired and returned to his hometown, he returned to his ancestral home in Jiannan and became a wealthy idler.He is a woodcarver, Jincheng is so big, and he soon became close friends with Mr. Guan.

Not to mention living next to each other, the two also became in-laws.

"It just so happened that your grandmother sent someone to say that she wanted to borrow the garden. I thought first, which one belonged to your family, and second, I was thinking about it. I thought that if Wang Zhan got entangled in the future, if this matter happened, I would find your grandmother from it." Speaking of items, she is too embarrassed to refuse."

Duan Yi laughed out loud, "You're an upright person, put out the small calculations in your heart, and show me the counts one by one."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and brushed off the sawdust off Mr. Guan's shoulders, "Why bother to look far away? If that Wang Zhan dares to be tough, I'll carry the coffin to carry him, and see if he dares to be arrogant when he arrives at the Palace of the King of Hell." gone."

Grandpa Guan waved his hand, and he scratched his head honestly, "Then I can't cause you any trouble, just let your grandmother trouble you."

Qi Langzhong, who was lying on the free chair, listened, clicked his tongue a few times, and turned a page of the book.

Duan Yi ignored him, brought two back chairs over, and sat down with Mr. Guan.The braised pork is already in a good state, the aroma overflows from the kitchen, and the whole yard is filled with a mouth-watering aroma.

Duan Yi took a deep breath, "Grandpa Guan, we've known each other for many years, so I'll just tell you anything. I want to ask, is there any treasure hidden in Guan Yuan? Or maybe someone in your family participated in something? secret."

"People disappeared for a long time, went to repair the underground palace... and so on."

When Wang Zhan first came to Jincheng, he wanted to forcefully buy the Guan family's ancestral house;

The old house of the Duan family occupies a land in the middle of the mountain, not to mention one Duan Xian, even if ten or eight of them get married together and entertain all the ladies, that's no problem;Wouldn't it be more interesting to go horse racing in the suburbs to enjoy autumn?

More importantly, Guan Yuan is on the west side.

That day, the old magic stick left Duan's house and headed westward. He was killed in an alley near Guanyuan.

There is nothing wrong with this, she is 1 unbelievers.

She didn't speak loudly, but Qi Langzhong couldn't lie down anymore, he jumped up from the leisure chair like a monkey jumping, quickly pulled a small footstool, and ran to the side of the two , the group sat down.

With that flowing movement, Duan Yi will be in a hurry with anyone who says he is lame.

As soon as he sat down, he kicked Duan Yi and looked towards the kitchen.

They were all in the same courtyard, and Cui Zigeng and Yan Jing might hear about these things.

Duan Yi moved her foot and narrowly dodged it. There was a lot of dust on the corner of her skirt. She shook her head indifferently, "Wang Zhan is useless. He is careless and can't control his mouth. I Don't they know what they heard?"

That day Cui Zi was more like Yan Jing, wandering around Qingyun Mountain like a ghost.

Duan Yi felt that the two of them knew a lot more about He Shan Yin than she did.After all, six years ago, when she handed over the golden key to others, someone quietly picked up the big leak!
Thinking of this, Duan Yi felt that she could finish a pot of braised pork.

Mr. Guan frowned, showing hesitation, and after a while, he said:
"What is a treasure? My Guan family has lasted for hundreds of years. Although I am only a craftsman, in the past few generations, some ancestors have been ministers of the Ministry of Industry. Although up to now, there are not so promising children..."

"But accumulated over so many generations, in addition to some precious wood and strange stones, there are a hundred and eighty boxes of gold and silver vulgar objects. There are also some deeds from the Shanlin Shop."

"The children of the Guan family, if their skills are not good, will be sent to trade, that is, to earn a little money, and they will not be allowed to touch Luban's art for the rest of their lives, so as not to lose the face of their ancestors."

"These..." Mr. Guan smiled sheepishly, "These are not treasures, it's really hard to say, hard to say."

The yard was silent.

Duan Yi even felt that the spatulas in the kitchen were silent.

Before she had time to react, Mr. Qi had already grabbed Mr. Guan's hand, "Does your Guan family still lack a son? I'm not good at crafting, and I can't make a little money, so I can only lie down. I don't have many people here. , just eat some delicacies from mountains and seas, and count some gold, silver and jewels, and you will be satisfied."

He said, pointing to the half-carved coffin, "I even brought my own coffin to the door, so I don't need to occupy your precious wood."

As Qi Lang said, he grabbed Duan Yilai, "If I can't do it, does the Guan family still have unmarried sons of the right age? I can be a companion!"

Mr. Guan was taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm. He couldn't help pulling out his hand, "Mr. Qi, what are you talking about? With Baoxingtang here, you will never have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life."

"Besides, money is something outside of your body. Don't let it affect your craftsmanship. Xiao Duan Yi and I are friends who have forgotten years. My grandson is not outstanding, and she is not worthy of such a good girl."

Duan Yi was silent.

What misconceptions do you both have about wealth?
She is the poorest of the three.She didn't have one hundred and eighty boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, and she didn't have Baoxingtang. The only thing worth anything was abducted by a black-hearted person.

Mr. Guan was obviously not joking, but was seriously answering Duan Yi's question.

He is a person who wants to be a craftsman when he talks and does things, and what he pays attention to is seriousness.

"Whether it's building a house or building a bridge, it's not a day's work. It's common for people from the Guan family to disappear for a year or so. Like you said, building an underground palace. If people keep it secret, they won’t be able to come back.”

Mr. Guan said and sighed.

Duan Yi's eyes moved, "If it's something to cultivate, it's in Jiannan Road, or in Jincheng, or even in Guanyuan?"

Mr. Guan was taken aback, and shook his head resolutely, "It's impossible to close the garden. If someone hides something in it, I still believe it, but if it's something new, it's absolutely impossible to escape my eyes."

"Just in Jiannan Road..."

Mr. Guan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stood up!

(End of this chapter)