After walking for a long time, going around in circles and receiving various looks, Feng Jin pulled Zhong Qingye along as if he was blind, and finally stopped in front of an antique wooden building. [] Zhong Qingye looked up.
With his little head, he looked at the three dragons and phoenixes on the door plaque, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to recognize what the words were.
Yanzi was walking a little out of breath, standing behind while stroking her chest and panting. After hearing her words, she hurriedly introduced: "Miss, this is one of the Zhong family's properties, don't you remember?"
Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes. It's strange that she can remember. Looking at the original wooden building in front of him, Zhong Qingye, who has been accustomed to various European and British mixed styles, only feels uncomfortable all over. Ancient things always give people an inexplicable feeling.
The heaviness is the thickness accumulated over a long history, which is much more refined and heavier than the impetuous and vulgar pretense of elegance in modern times.
Zhong Qingye looked up and down the wooden building in front of her with critical eyes. She didn't know much about wood. She couldn't tell for a while whether this dazzling black wood was worth anything, but she knew the plaque on the door of the store.
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Smooth and delicate, there are faint golden threads in the wood grain. If you turn your head slightly and adjust it to a suitable angle, you can see the strong light reflection. It is bright and bright. The wood surface is a little dim, which is a normal reaction after being left for a long time. Zhong Qingye's eyebrows are high.
He raised it and held the inconspicuous plaque with great interest, already thinking about when it would be more convenient to take advantage of it.
Golden nanmu, a familiar precious wood, has been used by the royal family since ancient times. Zhong Qingye still remembers seeing a sculpture of golden nanmu at an art treasures exhibition. The price at that time was nearly ten million, which scared her.
Jump.
The Zhong family was quite well-off, and they dared to use such precious wood to make a plaque. Zhong Qingye showed a wicked smile with great interest, because this bloody time travel caused her to lose so much property, if not
How can she be worthy of herself if she earns twice as much money?
Feng Jin looked at the wealth-obsessed look on the face of the girl next to her and couldn't help but shake her head slightly and said with a smile: "This is the most famous jade shop in Jingyang City, and it is also one of the most famous industries under the Zhong family's name."
Zhong Qingye nodded enthusiastically and walked straight in without saying anything. Before he even stepped in, he heard a high-pitched voice in the room saying, "I'm sorry, sir, we are here today."
No business, please come back tomorrow!"
"Why don't you do it?" Zhong Qingye stepped in without any reaction, and saw the shopkeeper and people dressed as Xiao Si crowding behind a few men in blue, groveling and laughing like crazy, seeing her carefree.
As he walked in, his face suddenly became sad.
"Let's go, let's go! Didn't I tell you that we won't do business today?" A waiter-like person came over impatiently and waved his hands as if to shoo away flies: "Today, an old man has booked the place. Unrelated people... uh
…Miss??”
Before he could finish his words, the waiter who knew Zhong Qingye's appearance suddenly changed his tone of voice, and his original sharpness suddenly turned into a spineless flattery: "Why did the eldest lady come over suddenly? Please forgive me for being so presumptuous...
…
Zhong Qingye pushed him away, walked straight to the counter and knocked on the table: "Where is the person in charge?"
principal?
The people in the room were stunned. Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes impatiently: "Who is the shopkeeper?"
"It's me, it's me, it's me!" A chubby "ball" "rolled" out from the crowd, wandered in front of Zhong Qingye in a few steps, and smiled so hard that his face was full of flesh and blood: "Little Li Facai"
, I’ve met Miss Zhong!” After saying that, he bent his cylindrical body and made a bow.
Zhong Qingye looked at his red-faced but still unable to bend waist with black lines on his head, and waved his hand in a low voice: "Forget it, who are those guys?"
Zhong Qingye pointed at the man in blue who was holding the moon among the stars not far away.