I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 63 Come to Exchange Manuscripts
The three people in the yard frowned when they heard voices in both Chinese and foreign languages ​​outside.

Ye Qing frowned even more.

This group of people is annoying enough to bother him teaching her granddaughter to exercise.

If he hadn't agreed to exchange the manuscript, he really had the idea of ​​burning it immediately.

He got up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, and said to Wang Zhengyu, who stopped the intruder outside:
"Old Wang, tell them, if you want the manuscript, please let the old man be quiet."

Although Ye Qing's body was standing in the courtyard, his voice seemed to be in the ears of outsiders.

Suddenly there was no sound outside.

Everyone is looking around for the source of the sound.

Wang Zhengyu looked left and right with his head, and found that there was only the voice of the old man, but he was not there, so he put away his outstretched arms.

With indifference in his eyes, he said:
"The old man said, if you want the manuscript, you should be quiet first."

At this moment, he took Joe with the majesty of the old man.

Finally got tough in front of these people.

You must know that when he stopped these people just now, he pushed and shoved them very humblely.

Even his haircut that morning was messed up.

Because they were foreigners, they still came to exchange Yu Guo's manuscripts, so he dared not speak up.

After all, it is a national treasure, what if he says something wrong and the exchange fails.

But now that the old man opened his mouth, it was finally his turn to be high-profile, and there was no need to watch these people's arrogance.

Especially these reporters, who are obviously from China, how could they treat their own people like this for a piece of news.

It will be up to the old man to clean them up later.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenyu straightened his chest up.

"You are all waiting. The old man promised to see you. You come in again. Otherwise, the manuscripts cannot be exchanged, and it is none of my business."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked into the mushroom house.

That pace looked extraordinarily snarky from behind.

"Grandpa, there are people from Romantic City to exchange manuscripts, will you meet after a break, or this time?"

"Let them wait, chattering early in the morning, especially the one named Johnny is not allowed to come in, the old man stayed there for some years, thought the old man couldn't understand his bird language? It's still the same when I came to my old man's place Tough, just extremely arrogant."

Ye Qing finished speaking calmly, and when he turned to Zhang Zifeng, the dissatisfaction in his eyes dissipated immediately.

"Girl, you take a rest and wash off. Da Lei makes me a cup of tea for the old man. I'll come over later."

The manuscripts were at his house, and he needed to get them, and of course some other things.

……

Mushroom House.

At this time, Ye Qing put the box containing the letter and a black cloth bag on the table at hand, sat on the chair and sipped two sips of tea.

Then he calmly said to Huang Lei beside him:

"Da Lei, let them in."

Some of the audience in the live broadcast room were still in a daze, and they clicked into the live broadcast room after hearing the notification sound of the live broadcast.

When he heard the old man's words, he opened his eyes in doubt.

"Today's live broadcast is so early?"

"Yeah, I'm still lying on the bed, who the hell came to Mushroom House so early?"

"According to the old man's tone, there are quite a few people here, and it must be some important person."

"I don't know, let's have a look first."

"Why are there a group of foreigners here? Are you looking forward to having foreigners as guests?"

"The person who is still filming behind here should not be a guest."

The stupefied viewers became sober in the comments, and looked seriously at the crowd walking into the mushroom house in the picture.

Walking in the front was a foreign old man with white hair and glasses.

This old man looks very gentle and knowledgeable.

But when he opened his mouth, it made people laugh a little.

Because he said in the Chinese language with a deflated mouth:

"I am Rene from the Museum of Romance, and I am here to exchange the manuscripts of the great writer Mr. Yu Guo."

Rene finished the sentence with a mouthful.

This sentence was specially learned from the translator when he came to China.

After all, the national treasure of their country is in the hands of the Huaxia people. In order to achieve a perfect exchange, he has learned a few Chinese language, which also represents his sincerity.

He glanced around the few people in the yard, squinted his eyes that were not very big, and asked Ye Qing who was sitting on the chair in the middle:

"Excuse me, where is the old man who owns the manuscript?"

This person is sitting while others are standing, which means this person has the right to speak.

He was right to ask this man.

"I am."

Ye Qing responded.

Listening to the voice, this old man should be the one who told me not to talk nonsense during the commotion just now.

This guy is pretty good.

Even though the Chinese language he spoke was very awkward and made people laugh, he insisted on finishing it, which showed his sincerity.

"Is it you?"

Rene immediately widened his eyes in astonishment.

This young man who looked very young turned out to be the friend of Mr. Yu Guo they were looking for?
They watched the video at the time.

The person in the video is obviously an old man with the same gray hair as him.

"Sorry, it's a little late, our ship has a little trouble."

While Rene was stunned, there was a panting voice behind him.

The person who came was a man with a belly that looked like a three-month pregnancy, and there were a few young people with glasses behind him.

"Old man, I'm Lu Hai, the new curator of the Kyoto Museum. I'm really sorry to make you angry last time, so I hereby remove him from his position."

Lu Hai smiled brightly, walked up to Ye Qing who was sitting, and introduced himself.

When he knew that he was going to come to Taohuayuan Village, he had watched the programs for the past few days, so he knew that this young man in a Chinese tunic suit was actually a hundred-year-old man.

For the old man, he was still grateful.

After all, if there were no mistakes made by the old man with his predecessor, it would take him a few years to be promoted to curator.

He was also very smart not to reach out to shake hands with Ye Qing.

Because as the old man, he is not qualified to be in the hands of the old man, so he will not seek to humiliate himself to avoid embarrassment.

"I'm here this time for the exchange of national treasures between the two countries. Please rest assured that I have made a detailed list of our China's national treasures in the romantic city, and I promise that there will be no omissions."

"Ah."

Ye Qing looked at the flattery that came out of Lu Hai's smile, hummed faintly, raised his finger and pointed to the box next to him.

"The manuscript you want is in the box."

Rene, who was standing by the side, heard the words that the interpreter whispered in his ears, his eyes immediately became excited, and he walked to the table and stretched out his hands to open it.

The things of their country are about to return to the embrace of their country.

Thinking of this, René's wrinkled hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

But after being on the box, he couldn't open it no matter what.

He was very suspicious and wanted to hug it.

But the box remained motionless as if being held down by an invisible hand.

"Don't rush to open it yet."

Ye Qing tapped on the armrest of the chair as he spoke.

In order to prevent these people from denying the item after receiving it, it is better to clearly state the exchange conditions in front of tens of millions of viewers.

That way they can't deny it.

He said to René in the language of the romantic capital:

"Rene, speak the terms of this exchange in Chinese language to the camera."

(End of this chapter)