The next morning, Zhou Dalang set out.

When he arrived at the capital city, Zhou Dalang found a few images. However, neither the appearance nor the carving work was as good as Mr. Wu. Also, there were no scriptures on it.

Zhou Dalangtuo's classmate in his palace helped him find a carving master.

After saying hello, Zhou Dalang described the amulet in detail by Mr. Wu. "Old man, how much does such a talisman cost?"

The master touched his beard. "This kind of amulet can't be bought even if you have money. If I'm right, the amulet you mentioned is made of a thousand-year-old mahogany heart. If there is a scripture above, you must have asked the monk to shine. Even this kind of amulet was made by a monk who is good at carving. Where have you seen such amulets? There should be no such amulet in our area. I just heard from my master, but I have never seen it."

Zhou Dalang guessed that the amulet was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that... the thousand-year-old peach wood heart might be more rare than the thousand-year-old beautiful jade. It is easy to live for a thousand years, but it is difficult to live for a thousand years. "I saw it in the capital. I thought it was good, but I wanted to make the same piece. It seems that I can't do it anymore."

Zhou Dalang expressed Yifan's gratitude to the old man, and then said goodbye after buying another work by the master.

After leaving the master's house, Zhou Dalang bought the one that looks the most.

Back at the old Tang family house, Zhou Dalang took out the picture.

No one will give such a precious thing to someone easily!

Lianhua, should you hide from Qi's house or this Mr. Wu when you go to Jufu Temple?

Don’t let anyone know that Baoniu was born because you were afraid that we could not tolerate this child or that the child’s biological father knew that you had his child?

If he didn't know the value of this amulet, he still had a little luck. Maybe it was just a coincidence. Now...

Zhou Dalang folded the picture and put it in the bookcase. He must be the Jinshi! Only when he passed the Jinshi, Lianhua dared to come out of Jufu Temple! Only when he dared to renew his relationship with him!

Close the bookcase, Zhou Dalang sat at the desk. From now on, he will work harder!

Old Mrs. Jin has been following Zhou Dalang these days. As soon as the chimney in the Tang family’s old house smokes, Old Mrs. Jin knew that Zhou Dalang was back.

Zhou Dalang came as soon as he was about to knead the noodles. "You don't have to cook anymore. Grandma steamed two pots of buns this morning. Give it."

Zhou Dalang took the buns over. "Thank you grandma. Grandma, you can sit down first. I'll put the buns in the kitchen."

"good."

After a while, Zhou Dalang returned.

Zhou Dalang took out the amulet he bought. "Grandma, do you think it looks like it?"

Old Mrs. Jin looked at it. "Like. The scriptures on Mr. Wu are shallow and detailed, and you can't see them without getting close to them. How much does it cost?"

"Don't give me money. Just give me a few more buns. I like eating the buns you made."

"That won't work. If you don't have money, grandma will not dare to ask you for help in the future."

"Okay. Two taels."

Old Mrs. Jin took out two taels of silver and gave it to Zhou Dalang. "Have you asked Mr. Wu how much is worth?"

Zhou Dalang told the old lady Jin about the master's words.

Old Mrs. Jin was stunned for a while. "Grandma understands. You have dinner, grandma is gone."

"I'll give you."

"good."

As soon as Mrs. Jin got home, she went to Zhao's house.

Zhao was feeding Baoniu to drink goat milk. Zhao was about to say hello to Mrs. Jin and said, "You feed you, don't worry about me."

After saying that, Old Mrs. Jin stared at Baoniu.

Baoniu was so scared that she burped. Grandma, why are you looking at me like this? You don’t want to throw me into the mountain to feed the wolf again, right?

Zhao also found that the old lady Jin's eyes were wrong. "Grandma, why do you think of Baoniu like this?"

"You go and call Daxi, Erxi in."

"good."

Zhao called out to the scene. After Erxi came in, Old Lady Jin pointed at Baoniu and said, "You talked to Mr. Wu for a long time that day. Do you think she has any place like Mr. Wu?"

Daxi: "Grandma, why did you ask this? Why did Baoniu look the same as Mr. Wu?"

Erxi: "Yes. Mr. Wu is so kind and knowledgeable, he must not..." Erxi wanted to say that Mr. Wu is definitely not a robber, but he really couldn't say it when he saw Baoniu looking at him with two big eyes open. "Not that."

Baoniu blinked. What is that?

Old Mrs. Jin pointed to Baoniu and said, "Dalang asked someone to ask. The wooden sign was made of Thousand Years of Peach Wood Heart and could not buy it even if you have money. How could Mr. Wu use such expensive things as a gift if he hadn't been her father?"

Great joy: What?! Thousand-year-old mahogany?!

Erxi: If Mr. Wu was Baoniu's biological father, would it be that Lianhua happened to meet Mr. Wu after being robbed by the robbers? Then Mr. Wu rescued Lianhua, then Lianhua agreed to him, and then Baoniu. Then Mr. Wu had a tigress...

Zhao: No wonder Lianhua tried her best to give birth to the child. Mr. Wu is rich, well-grown, and has a lot of knowledge. If she is pregnant with Mr. Wu’s child, she will not be willing to abort it!

Baoniu touched her fat face. Her daughter looked like a father. If she were the daughter of that handsome uncle, she should have looked pretty.

Old Mrs. Jin found that everyone had no reaction after she finished speaking, so she looked at him. Erxi and Zhao looked over. They saw that there was no angry expression on their faces. "What are you three thinking?"

Erxi immediately expressed his guess as soon as he heard this.

Daxi, Zhao: "Grandma, Erxi is right. Mr. Wu must not be a robber."

Baoniu: "..." Uncle Second, if you are in modern times, you can be a screenwriter.

Old Mrs. Jin: "..." If this is true, then... that would be great! No wonder the witch Xue said that Baoniu is a child blessed by the Buddha! How could the robber's child be blessed by the Buddha? She was so confused!

Old Mrs. Jin picked Baoniu up from the kang. "Bao, Grandma, I blamed your father in the past. Bao, Grandma, I will definitely love you well in the future. It hurts more than your mother. Bao, I haven't eaten enough just now, right? Come, Grandma, feed you."

Baoniu blinked. What's going on? She turned around with her second uncle's brain?! This... is it too outrageous, right?!

Old Mrs. Jin looked at Baoniu with a kind face and said, "Bao, come on, open your mouth."

Baoniu covered her eyes with two fat hands. Grandma, you have always been a cruel and wise old lady in my heart. How could you be fooled by my second uncle's brain supply?

Although I also hope that handsome uncle is my real father, how could he stop looking at me if he was my real father?

Grandma, you are sober!

Old Mrs. Jin took Baoniu's fat hands off her eyes. "Eat and be naughty. Come on, open your mouth."

Baoniu looked at Zhao. "Ahhhh..." Mom, come and feed me. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Second uncle, don't imagine it in the future. Your imagination is too powerful! I am still a child and can't bear it!

Baoniu thought that the power of her second uncle's imagination was so great, but she didn't expect that Old Mrs. Jin would announce another thing.
Chapter completed!