"Who the hell are you? What are you doing outside? You scared me!" Jia Baiyuan covered his chest and cursed angrily.
"Boss Jia, what happened over there?" Zhu Jingyi in the living room heard the noise and shouted to Jia Baiyuan in the corridor.
"Well, it's okay, don't worry, Mr. Zhu." Out of professional habit, Jia Baiyuan subconsciously said it, so as not to let others know what happened unexpectedly.
"Meng Yan, what Meng Yan?" Jia Baiyuan was confused when he heard the crazy young man lying on the window in front of him said this.
I seem to have some impression of this name, but I really can't remember it.
He didn't want to rely on his temper to think about it now. He was almost scared to urinate just now, and now he was holding it in and panicking.
"Are you the artist son-in-law of the Zhu family that Master Zhu just mentioned?" Jia Baiyuan said, looking at Meng Yan lying on the glass.
Zhu Jingyi just said that there was a son-in-law in his family who locked himself in the basement to create, and kept making strange noises under the basement.
Looking at the appearance of the man in front of him, Jia Baiyuan naturally connected him with the artist son-in-law who Zhu Jingyi said had weird behavior.
"Artist, what artist?" Meng Yan was confused when he heard this.
"Holy crap? Aren't you the son-in-law of the Zhu family? Then there is a thief in the Zhu family?!"
"You break into people's houses in broad daylight. You are so brave, a thief!" Jia Baiyuan raised his voice and prepared to call someone.
"No, no! It's me, Uncle Jia! I am the son-in-law of the Zhu family! Don't you recognize me? I am Meng Yan, the grandson of Shi Zhongxian!"
"Shi Zhongxian? Do you dare to say that you are the grandson of Shi Zhongxian?" When Jia Baiyuan heard this, he became even more suspicious of this person who appeared out of nowhere.
Although I heard some rumors from the Wang family, it was said that there was an unparalleled Xiangshi master in Hu City.
But isn’t this master Zhu Jingyi?
Moreover, he had just confirmed that this Zhu Jingyi was not a master at all, but just a dilettante with a false name. He also joined forces with several people to target his wallet.
The rumors about the Wang family seem to be false.
He even didn't believe that just by casually attending a stone meeting in the corner of Lake City, he could find out the whereabouts of the grandson of Shi Zhongxian who a group of people from the four major families had been looking for for more than ten years.
Is this too casual?
Therefore, Jia Baiyuan concluded that the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, who was somewhat crazy and claimed to be Meng Yan, the grandson of Shi Zhongxian, was definitely a fake.
The fence of Zhu's courtyard is very high, so it is unlikely that a thief came in from the outside.
Those eight achievements are what Zhu Jingyi just said, what his eccentric artist son-in-law is doing, his performance art that ordinary people can't understand.
But then again, how did he know that Shi Zhongxian's grandson was called Meng Yan?
Looking at the hesitant look on Jia Baiyuan's face, it was obvious that he was still doubting his identity as Meng Yan.
Meng Yan immediately said: "Uncle Jia, I am really Meng Yan. I am now under house arrest by the Zhu family. They want me to help them look at the stones."
"I hope Uncle Jia can save me for the sake of my grandfather."
"No." Jia Baiyuan shook his head and rejected Meng Yan's idea very simply.
He came to this meeting today to see if Zhu Jingyi was the rumored master of Xiangshi in the Wang family.
As for other troublesome matters, he just pretended that he didn't hear or see them and didn't want to care about them.
Not to mention agreeing to the inexplicable request of a young man who appeared next to him out of nowhere and almost scared him to urinate.
"Uncle Jia, I can help you win the game." Seeing Jia Baiyuan rejecting Meng Yan outright, he felt a little anxious.
Such a good opportunity cannot go away in vain.
"Oh, God, I don't care, what's going on with you?" Well, due to the feeling of swelling in his bladder, Jia Baiyuan finally exhausted his last bit of patience, raised his feet and walked to the bathroom.
This inexplicable and sudden person should be regarded as a lunatic and pretend not to see it.
After washing your hands for a while, you can play a few games with these people to satisfy their appetites, and then just find an excuse to leave.
Just treat it as a waste of money and a disaster.
"Tsk, damn, the more I think about it, the angrier I get."
When Jia Baiyuan was in Kyoto, everyone had to call him "Lord" when he met him. When and where had he ever received such anger?
He was slaughtered like a fat pig by a bunch of local old men from Hu City, but he still did this on his strong point, jade.
I was almost scared to death by a young man.
He himself didn't want his wallet to be wasted like this.
But he himself is not a top Xiangshi master, and there is no guarantee that he can win all the money back in a short time.
What's more, the old men beside Zhu Jingyi looked like they were shills working with him. His wallet must be in trouble today.
"Uncle Jia, don't go, don't go, hey!"
"I looked at all that pile of materials yesterday. There is a piece of oval-shaped black material about 12 kilograms in it. One of them is of the waxy ice variety, wrapped in a layer of white cotton. There are three kilograms of waxy ice jade in the innermost part.
I'll tell you his shape."
Meng Yan described the appearance details of the original stone to Jia Baiyuan.
"If Uncle Jia doesn't believe my identity, I'll buy that piece soon, that's for sure!"
Jia Baiyuan sneered when he heard this, he must be a liar.
What Zhu Jingyi brought out was all concealed. No matter how powerful he was, he still couldn't directly tell what was inside the rough stone, let alone the details.
Unless he is really a descendant of the Meng family and has inherited the mysterious secret skill of the Meng family...
Jia Baiyuan suddenly didn't know why. His intuition made his mind start to work rapidly, and he subconsciously wanted to remember the situation of the jade that the man who called himself Meng Yan last mentioned in his mind.
After a while, Jia Baiyuan came out of the bathroom.
Meng Yan had disappeared without a trace in the garden.
Not long after Jia Baiyuan entered the bathroom, Liu Rongfang followed his voice and found him in the garden.
"Run, little bastard, run again, how dare you play hide-and-seek with me?"
"Don't even think about going out for a walk again this month!"
Originally, Meng Yan said that he only needed ten minutes to breathe, but Liu Rongfang finally agreed to Meng Yan's request.
But after Meng Yan came out of the basement, he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Liu Rongfang searched all over the house but couldn't find him.
If Meng Yan hadn't wanted to touch it while talking to Jia Baiyuan just now, Liu Rongfang could have looked for it for another half hour.
He said that he kicked Liu Rongfang on Meng Yan's butt and drove Meng Yan back to the basement with a fierce look.