Chapter 45 Ancient Medicine, Su Family Auction House
When Shi Yan walked to the front yard, he only saw pebbles thrown into the pool, not Song Jing.
"Sir, Miss Song and Qin Guoshou just left three minutes ago." Ding Jia came out of the darkness and bowed.
Shi Yan stared at the pebbles in the pool. These pebbles were not thrown randomly. They were arranged regularly by the person who threw them into two letters: lm!
"What does this mean?" Ding Jia also saw the letters in the pool.
"Rogue." Thinking of the two letters that the little girl lowered her eyes indifferently, but also looked a little angry, a smile flashed in Shi Yan's eyes, but it passed quickly, and her expression returned to its usual cold expression.
, "Go to the base. Contact B and A to prepare to attack the Black Cloud Security Network and find out the location of the Black Cloud Alliance's base."
"yes."
Qin Yichen, who was from the imperial capital himself, took Song Jing into a Jincheng-style hotpot restaurant.
The two of them sat down, and Qin Yicheng scanned the QR code to order. He didn't even look at the vegetarian dishes, and all the meat dishes were served in five plates first.
"Excuse me, do you have any friends coming over soon?" The waiter came up with the order and asked, "I think you ordered a bit too much. If there are not that many guests, you can order less first and add more later.
."
"It's okay, just go ahead and finish eating." Qin Yicheng waved his hand.
The waiter had no choice but to go down and serve the food.
When all the meat was served, it filled three vegetable racks.
Qin Yicheng was responsible for cooking, and Song Jing was responsible for eating.
Even though he had eaten with his great uncle countless times, he still couldn't help but suspect that his great uncle's stomach was a bottomless pit every time.
After eating so much meat, people are still so thin that they don’t even know where all the meat they eat has grown.
Song Jing picked up the beef from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, and the phone in his pocket vibrated.
She took it out and took a look. The phone number she called did not display, "What's the matter?"
"Jing'er, where are you now?" A delicate female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Imperial Capital."
"That's such a coincidence. I just received the news that the Su family's auction house will auction a medical book called "Ancient Medicine" at four o'clock this afternoon. I remember that you have been looking for this thing, right?"
Song Jing's hands holding the beef paused slightly before he put the meat into the bowl and said lightly, "Yeah."
"Remember to thank me when you take the photo. What are you doing?"
"Eat. Hang up." Song Jing hung up the phone and continued eating meat.
Qin Yicheng ordered two more plates of beef, "Shamanyin?"
Song Jing hummed casually, "The Su family has an auction at four o'clock in the afternoon, will you go?"
"Go. But I may have to go back to Qin's house first. The old lady knows I'm back, and she'll cry if she doesn't go see me. Then I'll go to the auction house to find you."
Head of Song Dynasty.
It was already past two o'clock when the two of them came out from the hot pot. Qin Yicheng went back to Qin's house first, while Song Jing took the bus to Su's auction house with his backpack on his shoulder.
The bus was very empty at this time. Song Jing found a seat and sat down. He took out a baseball cap and a mask from his bag and put them on. He leaned against the back of the seat and closed his eyes to fall asleep.
She has indeed been looking for "Ancient Medicine", but not for the book itself, because she already knew the content in the book, but because her parents had "Ancient Medicine" with them when they had a car accident, but she gave
When my parents collected the body for burial, the book disappeared.
The death of her parents was not an accident. The person who got "Ancient Medicine", even if he was not the murderer, must know something.
A passenger who got on the bus originally planned to sit next to Song Jing, but when he walked over, he felt an inexplicable chill all around him. It was so cold that he quickly changed seats.
The bus slowly moved forward, and it was already half past three when it stopped at the bus stop closest to the Su Family Auction House.
Song Jing got out of the car and walked more than 800 meters to finally reach the gate of Su's auction house.
At the entrance of the auction house, there is a pair of large granite lions, set against two Roman columns, which is very majestic.
At this time, the marked parking spaces under the stone steps at the gate were already filled with luxury cars, and many wealthy people who came to participate in the auction began to enter the venue one after another.
Song Jing stepped forward to go in, but the security guard at the door reached out to stop her.
The security guard looked Song Jing up and down with contempt and contempt, "Do you know where this place is?"
"Su Family Auction House." Song Jing's chin raised slightly, "That's what it says on the sign."
"How dare you come here even if I know it!" the security guard laughed, "This is a place for rich people to play. Why are you a poor guy here? Begging? Hahahaha!"
The other two security guards next to him started laughing together, their laughter full of ridicule.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to take out his hand in his pocket. The three laughing security guards suddenly stopped laughing, carefully and philistinely crossed her, bowed and walked out quickly, "Miss, what are you doing today?"
Why are you here?"
Of the three sons of the old man of the Su family, only one of them, Su Qingrou, an old lady, was the real apple of his eye, and he was doted on endlessly.
But Su Qingrou lived up to her expectations, even if she had good luck or bad luck, she didn't grow crooked and was a serious returnee from overseas with a PhD from Harvard.
"Bring your friends over to have a look. This is Mrs. Lin, and this is her daughter, Miss Lin." Su Qingrou looked at Song Jing and frowned slightly, "What were you making so much noise at the gate just now? It affects the image of the auction house.
"
The three security guards lowered their heads in fear, "Miss, there is a beggar here. She wants to enter the auction house to beg, and we are letting her go."
While talking, several people had already walked to Song Jing's side.
Fan Qianqin exaggeratedly covered her nose and took half a step back, as if Song Jing really smelled like something, "That's why I hate such poor people the most. They obviously have hands and feet, but they have to be lazy and eat well, man."
All day long, women want to get rich overnight, and women all day long want to fly up a branch and become a phoenix overnight. How can there be such a good thing in the world."
After saying that, she turned around again, her tone changed, and said flatteringly: "Miss Su, you think so."
Su Qingrou smiled.
Lin Yan took out her wallet, pulled out five one-hundred-dollar bills, and asked softly: "Miss Su, it seems to me that she is not a beggar. She must have encountered some difficulties. People always feel desperate and helpless when they encounter difficulties.
,I...I want to help her, can you?"
Su Qingrou was a little surprised by Lin Yan's behavior. Fan Qianqin's words exposed the fact that she was a nouveau riche and had no background, but Lin Yan was unexpectedly taught well.
"Go." Su Qingrou smiled and nodded, looking at Lin Yan with a little more fondness.
Lin Yan turned her head, a proud calculation flashed through her eyes.
She deliberately gave out five hundred yuan just to gain favor in Su Qingrou's heart.
Fan Qianqin was a country bumpkin when she was young, and every move she made seemed philistine and vulgar in the eyes of real wealthy families. She couldn't just rely on Fan Qianqin to help her break into these socialite circles, she had to rely on herself.
For now, Su Qingrou is the first opportunity she can seize.
Lin Yan walked to Song Jing and said softly: "Just take the money and leave. This is not the place you should be."
As she said that, she bowed and handed over the money, and moved a little closer, as if she was giving gentle persuasion, "The lowly people should stay in the stinking ditch forever, and don't come and dirty the ground here. Just looking at it makes people angry."