I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 41
"Are you satisfied, Miss He?"

A more melodious voice than Sizhu sounded in her ears. Oh no, He Si's heart thumped and she slowly turned around.Sure enough, there was no trace of Lao Chaofeng behind him. Only the slender, handsome young man was standing in front of Jin Gui with a cute little stone in his arms, looking at her with a smile on his face.

The end is as gentle as jade, harmless to humans and animals.

"Very...satisfied." He Si looked at the small stone with no unusual color, and followed Fan Yu into the house as if running away.

The interior style of the restaurant is consistent with that of the courtyard, with warm wood as the main tone, paired with oddly shaped green plants such as five-needle pine and podocarpus, giving it an antique feel.

"Uncle Li, there are four of us." Fan Yu shouted inside as soon as he entered the room, and then said to He Si, "This private restaurant does not order dishes. How many people come and how many dishes are served depends on the mood of the boss. If Uncle Qin hadn't been so proud, you wouldn't even be able to eat this meal."

"Oh." He Si responded casually, feeling uneasy and not daring to look back. She just followed Fan Yu into the small private room and kept her head down after sitting down.

"Miss He, that dream?" Fan Yu couldn't wait any longer and clicked his index finger on the table twice.

"That's right." He Si swallowed, trying to treat the arrogant Qin Jian as air, and concentrated on recalling yesterday's dream - the sound of gurgling water, the back of the lady, and the man's scream.The lady's rebellion turned into withered leaves. The leaves flew like butterflies, and the butterfly wings raised hurricanes. The sound of wind extinguished the sea of ​​stars. In the darkness, she looked at the tragically dead heads.

"That's probably it."

The thrilling moment was resolved in a few words by He Si. Xiao Shitou's eyes widened when he heard this. He twisted off Qin Jian's body and sat down beside He Si in an orderly manner, his eyes full of admiration.He Si looked at the little stone and then at Qin Jian. He also fell into thinking and became the serious old man again.

"You mean, this lady may have been the one who hurt someone this time? Ancient paintings, pottery figurines, embroidery... there are a lot of cultural relics related to this..." Fan Yu's playful expression turned serious, and he couldn't say he was satisfied with the result.

"Maybe it's two different things." He Si pursed her lips, "But I think it's the same thing. When you were in the secret room earlier, you mentioned human sacrifice. Do the pottery figurines fit this scene very well?"

Lao Chaofeng raised his eyes and looked at He Si. She had always been taciturn, listening more than speaking. Even if she had an idea, she would not speak out. Now she actually spoke out all her thoughts without hesitation, and she had grown a lot compared to before.

Of course, Fan Yu was not as restrained as Lao Chaofeng, so he immediately started boasting: "What Miss He said is true. I asked them to check the lady figurines in the human sacrifice pit first. Uncle Qin, what do you think?"

"Okay." Qin Jian actually still had questions in his mind, but it wouldn't be a bad thing to check first. He nodded.

"Then what is Uncle Qin hiding from us?" Fan Yu followed the stick and asked a more interesting topic.

Who would have thought that before the words were finished, the dishes came. Fan Yu felt depressed, but he did not dare to make any mistakes. He sat upright and waited until the dishes were ready and people left, then he picked up his chopsticks and said: "Come, come, come." , chatting while eating.”

"I'm injured."

"Pfft!" Fan Yu thought he wouldn't get the answer and didn't want to embarrass his stomach. He took a chopstick of Longjing shrimp and put it in his mouth. He squirted half of it, neither spit it out nor swallowed it. It was a rare embarrassment.

This is no wonder Fan Yu, Qin Jianxin is the needle in the sea, it will be really strange when he can freely tell others what is on his mind.

"Are you still injured at the ancient temple last time?" He Si didn't move her chopsticks and stared at Qin Jian without blinking.

"Yes." "Are the bracelets you wore today to treat injuries?"

Qin Jian's eyes turned from surprise to confusion, and he nodded with a smile.

"Bracelet?" Fan Yu then realized his carelessness and quickly lowered his head to look for the treasure in Qin Jian's hand, but only saw a sleeve with dark cyan patterns.

"It's the fruit of the Emperor's House." Qin Jianyan explained concisely and concisely. Seeing that the two of them were confused, he added: "Grown on Dao Mountain, the leaves are like peppers, and they are red and solid, which can ward off evil."

He Si thought of the white wine juice she had drank and asked, "Is it also a strange plant from the mountains and seas?"

Qin Jian still nodded.

"Isn't the Imperial House only able to ward off evil spirits? When did it also have the effect of healing?" Fan Yu came to his senses and asked.

"Control the injury first."

"Then you went to the secret room alone with Miss He at night?"

"It's not that hurt yet."

Fan Yu's proposal to accompany him was strangled in the cradle before he could even leave his mouth. He viciously turned his attention to the dining table and stuffed a few more chopsticks of vegetables into his mouth.

After Qin Jian explained the situation, he stopped hiding it and displayed the imperial bead string openly.He Si stared at the flowing luster for a while, and the curved dark green thorns loomed from between the blood-red fruits. The branches continued to grow in oblivion, climbing from the wrist to the forearm, disappearing into the sleeves, and then disappearing from the man's pale skin. The entanglement in the neck adds a sickly and frail beauty to the originally aloof and innocent person, which suddenly makes people's hearts throb.

But now she knew the reason for her illusion about this string of bracelets. She tried hard to pull herself out of the illusionary time of dark green, blood red and pale, and finally began to study the dishes in front of her seriously.

Crystal clear and embellished with greenery, it was Fan Yu’s favorite Longjing shrimp. He ate it one bite after another, enjoying it. However, thinking about the shrimp he had just vomited half of, He Si lost interest and looked aside with a frown. go.

Next to the shrimps was placed the rich-colored West Lake vinegar fish. He Si had loved eating fish since she was a child. She took a bite. The fish meat was firm, sweet and sour, delicious and tender. There was no earthy smell unique to grass carp. She squinted her eyes and revealed A cat-like look of contentment.

Xiao Shitou neither eats fish nor shrimps, so he reached out and grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. This pastry is very common in Jiangnan. It is just a glutinous rice snack with seasonal flowers, but the chef has obviously put in the effort. The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus is in the steaming hot air. It seemed that it had just fallen from the tree and happened to fall on the snow, so there was this bowl of pastry that was as white as snow and as delicate as jade. He Si didn't like to eat glutinous rice products, but she looked at the little stone eating it with gusto. , couldn't help but pick up a piece too.

Before he had time to eat, he saw Lao Chaofeng slightly lifting his sleeves, raising his hand and patting a plate of dark dishes on the table.The yellow mud was scattered, and the rich aroma of meat was accompanied by the fragrance of lotus leaves. It turned out to be a roasted beggar's chicken. It was golden and crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside. He Si couldn't help but twitch her index finger.

She had only eaten a few chopsticks when she saw Fan Yu licking his lips and saying, "Let's go."

"So soon?" He Si subconsciously tried to persuade him to stay.

"Miss He still cares about me," Fan Yu said, but he stood up honestly and said again, "I also want to continue having lunch with Miss He, but I still have the difficult arrangements of Uncle Qin in the afternoon. Mission, I don’t think those two women are easy to get along with, hey, let’s go.”

(End of this chapter)