Princess of Nongmen

Chapter 2632 I want some old things
Zhizhi came to the pool, pulled out her 40-meter-long...oh, no, it was 1.4-meter broadsword, and went straight to the mountain.

Cicada's little pocket actually contained money, which was "helped" by the village master these days.

But knowing it, she dared not take it out in front of her father and father, she was afraid that father and father would ask where the money came from, and she couldn't tell clearly.

Halfway up the road to the mountain, a little boy came running over with a nod and bowed his head, and said courteously, "You know, my chicken is ready for today, one is roasting and the other is stewing. Because I don't know what you are doing." The time has come, so let’s simmer first.”

"Well, I'm wandering around the stockade today. Is there anything you don't want? Give me two." Zhizhi said, waving the big knife in his hand, and said: "Don't want the new one, but the old one, the more Older is better."

"Uh, this... we have to ask our head of the family." The young man didn't dare to agree, so he had to push the boss on the head.

If you know it, don't pay any attention to it. Anyway, there are a hundred or so people in this cottage, and none of them can beat her.She is not afraid of going along the way, with a swing of the big knife, all those who are fatal will stay away, and those who are desperate will die long ago.

When they came to the mountain, they were "warmly welcomed" by the people in the stockade as usual, and stood in the open space in front of the stockade, waiting for Mr. Cicada's review.

The village owner obviously has a bear-like figure, but he doesn't have the courage of a bear, and his neck is shorter than a turtle's.

Knowing that he entered the stockade, he strode directly into it.The village owner felt that the situation was not right today, so he immediately quietly asked the young man who had picked him up the mountain.

"Young Master said, I want some old stuff. I'm up to you." After finishing speaking, Xiao Luo whispered, "What's wrong with this young master?"

"I don't know." The village master scratched the back of his head, biting the bullet and following Li Zhidao's footsteps.Following suit, nodding and bowing, he asked, "Master, I heard you want some old stuff? Could it be..."

Speaking of this, the village master's brow was sweating, and the thought that popped up in his mind startled him first.

Knowing it, I didn’t want to explain too much, so I waved my little hand and said, “Stay back, I’ll hang around on my own, and I’ll only take what I like. Don’t worry, I don’t want your new things, furniture or jewelry, I just order old ones. Ha."

old, old? ! !Cold sweat dripped down again, and the village owner only felt that boxes of silver flew away in front of his eyes.

Knowing that, he looked around, pointed to the relatively spacious big house behind and said, "Which ones are your houses?"

"Back to my lord, yes." The village owner had no choice but to nod.The master of a village doesn't live in the best, who lives?
"Okay, I'll come out after I have a look." Cicada walked in, waving his hands and said, "You guys pack the roast chicken and stewed chicken, I'll take them away in a while."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Luo agreed, and immediately went to prepare.

But after walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Understood, young master, where's the food box?"

"Throw it away. Throw it away when it's oily." Zhi Zhi stared at him after finishing speaking, and said, "You still expect me to eat the chicken and then climb the mountain to bring you the food box back?"

"No, no hope. Throw it away. It's greasy and sticky." After finishing speaking, the little boy ran away in a hurry.

A food box, just throw it away.However, from the time Cicada brought food back from the stockade, all the food boxes never came back.

One big double-layer food box a day, the box is worth more than a chicken.Just use it and throw it away.

However, no one dared to speak.I know what happened to the young master who ate a few chickens from your village?What's wrong with throwing away some of your food boxes?Even if you leveled your stockade with a swiping of a big knife, you can't find the sufferer even if you cry.

The minion here went to prepare a boxed dinner, and when he knew it, he had already swaggered into the village owner's house.She knocked on this and looked at that. She didn't care much about tables, chairs and benches, they thought they were too new.

Go to the back room and there is a small compartment with a Bogus shelf inside.As soon as Zhi entered this cubicle, the village owner felt a headache for a while.

He was afraid of everything, but he was afraid that Cicada would come to trick him out.If you want to say that you don’t want new things and you want old ones, then what is old and valuable?Antiques.

Although the owner of the village is not a great connoisseur of calligraphy and painting, he doesn't know which dynasty's vases are valuable.

But they spend a lot of time going to big families to enjoy the autumn breeze, and they still have some eyesight. There are indeed a few good things on the antique shelves in this compartment.

After knowing it, I feel that the owner of the village is not a cultural person at all, and the things on the shelf are nondescript and messy.

She picked up a jasper jug, held it up to the light, shook her head and put it down again.In turn, he picked up a white jade mountain beside him and weighed it.

The village owner's heart follows Zhizhi's hand, picks it up and puts it down, and keeps hanging and hanging.

Zhizhi shook his head and said, "No, this thing can't be seen as old or new, and it's made of jade, so it must be valuable. I can't take it."

When the village owner heard this, he immediately nodded his head and said, "Yes, yes, I know that the young master is sympathetic, and this is all the wealth of our entire village. It's all money for the lives of young and old."

"I won't move your coffin book, don't worry." Zhi Zhi said and looked to the side, and saw a cage standing by the wall.

The cage is not big, but it exudes a faint fragrance, which should have the effect of antiseptic and insect repellent.

Zhizhi walked over, and the village owner's heart hung up again.Quickly said: "There is nothing good in there, just a few calligraphy and paintings."

"I didn't want your good things at first." Zhi Zhi walked over and opened the cage directly.Sure enough, there were several scrolls inside.

Cicada picked up one at random, but put it down without unfolding it.After flipping through it twice, I took out the smallest scroll from the bottom, and my eyes lit up.

Knowing that he picked up the scroll and looked at it, he said: "This scroll is so old. The wood has turned black, the mounting has turned yellow, and the edges are worn out. It must have been too long."

"Yes, it has been many years. At least 300 years, it is a..."

"Okay, that's it." After finishing speaking, Cicada put the oldest 300-year-old picture scroll under his armpit and put it away.

"Ahh! I see, young master, this, this is an antique." The owner of the village was in pain for a while, and quickly waved his hand: "This is left to me by my great-grandfather. Our ancestors are not bandits, but scholars. Generation There are few treasures passed down from generation to generation, and this is one of them."

"Worth the money?" Zhi Zhi looked at the scroll in his hand, and said, "If it belongs to your great-grandfather, I'm really ashamed to take it."

"That's right, what my great-grandfather gave to me is what his great-grandfather gave to him." The village owner said quickly.

"Then this box is quite old, I want it." Zhi Zhi said, threw the painting scroll in his hand at the village owner, and picked up the cage casually.

(End of this chapter)