Su Bai forgot everything he said.

Shocked.

Everyone in the live broadcast room burst into laughter:

[It’s 2023, and a lot of big factories in Guangdong Province have closed down, and no one is renting the houses. Are you going to be a second landlord now?]

[No wonder you are still so poor after a lifetime of speculative business! What is the difference between this and joining the army in 1949?]

Xiaoye scratched his head and continued: "Actually, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work. The big deal is, I will follow the example of those people just now and go to the countryside to collect old things."

【Just you!】

[In the Northern Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty still collected things?!]

The barrages in the live broadcast room are extremely mocking.

Su Bai looked at it, feeling pity for the middle-aged man in front of him who had accomplished nothing, and asked:

"Then do you know about antiques?"

Ono shook his head confidently: "I don't understand, and I don't need to understand."

"I have played with real things since I was a child. If you are not in the antique circle, you will not understand. There is a difference between real things and fake things."

Su Bai: "...it makes sense. In the past, people in the Forbidden City would ask Puyi to help them appraise cultural relics. Although he doesn't know much about antiques, he has been exposed to real things since he was a child and has feelings for them."

"Let me tell you." Xiaoye slapped his thigh and then returned to the topic: "Boss, do you want to rent this house? Just 2,000 yuan a month. Just call me on a monthly basis."

Su Bai asked curiously: "Why don't you sell the house and go into business?"

Xiao Yeyun said calmly: "My mother won't let me. She always said in the past that the house can provide shelter from the wind and rain."

"Before she died, she still held my hand and said that when I ran out of food, she would sell the things she had left."

"What else can she leave behind, but this dilapidated house."

"It's better to rent it out. It will be enough for food. If you sell it, you won't think about it anymore."

Ono said and wiped his eyes. The eyes of the shameless middle-aged man who had spat before turned red.

In the live broadcast room, barrages kept popping up to remind:

[Anchor, don’t believe him! He just wants to rent more money.]

[This shabby house still costs 2,000 yuan, why doesn’t he go and rob it?]

[Oh, luckily you reminded me, I was a little touched just now, my soul is weak, please give me back your tears.]

【……】

What Su Bai said the next second caused silence in the live broadcast room:

"Okay!"

"2,000 yuan is not expensive, I will rent it for a long time."

"Do you still want these things at home? If you want them, move them away, and everything left behind will be mine."

"Landlord, if you don't check carefully, maybe your mother will leave you something good."

Ono chuckled: "I've checked it eight hundred times, and collected the money for the old house many times. Every time they leave, they want to beat me."

"Okay, let's sign the contract."

Netizens in the live broadcast room are still trying to persuade them,

Ono went out to find a print shop to print out the lease contract,

Su Bai wandered around the old house alone,

Look here, touch there, even open the rice vat,

Reach in and pull and pull.

[Su Shen, if you have money, don’t let it go to people like this. Look at me, your lovely fans are still eating grass.]

[Anchor, run, run away before he comes back.]

[Wait a minute, anchor, why are you raising your eyebrows? Impossible, absolutely impossible, let me go, I’m not crazy.]

Su Bai kept smiling and saying nothing, chatting with fans with great interest without mentioning anything serious.

Soon, Ono came back.

The two quickly signed the lease contract, making a special note that all the remaining items in the house would be owned by Su Bai.

Pay after signing.

The house belongs to Su Bai.

Xiao Ye, with empty hands, humming a song, went south to do his big business.

The live broadcast room was stunned at the beginning, and gradually became emotional.

[I almost forgot, the anchor is here to pick up leaks, not to rent a house.]

[You are willing to rent a kennel for 2,000 yuan a month. What did you find?]

[But hasn’t Ono searched for it eight hundred times? Are those who buy old houses blind? 】

[I swear, Su Shen just touched everywhere, nothing special. I looked carefully.]

Su Bai closed the door and turned around to enter the kitchen.

Say to the live broadcast room:

"They are not blind, they just don't understand a mother's heart."

"The grandma outside said that Xiaoye will never be able to cook or start a business in his life. His mother is always worried that he will starve to death if she is gone."

"It's just that Xiaoye's mother is like everyone else's mother. She loves her child very much, but she doesn't understand him."

Su Bai said, walked to the rice vat and opened the lid.

"I really wanted to run here,

Until I suddenly thought of a possibility..."

While Su Bai was telling lies, he looked into the rice vat so that the fans in the live broadcast room could see clearly.

There is still half a tank of rice in the rice vat, which I estimate weighs about ten kilograms.

A faint stale, musty smell.

"I always thought that if she was gone, Xiaoye would have no one to take care of her. If I really had nothing to eat, I would always cook for myself when I was in a hurry."

"When the time comes, he will see the last treasure that she, a mother, leaves for her children."

"I dare not give it to him directly for fear of failure; I dare not not give it to him for fear of starving to death."

"Poor, the hearts of all parents in the world."

As Su Bai said this, he rolled up his sleeves, reached into the rice vat, and touched the bottom of the rice vat.

When he stretched it out again, there was already a plate-shaped object wrapped in old newspaper in his hand.

【Holy shit!】

【Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!】

[In the rice vat! Who can discover this on horseback!]

[That Ono really starved to death without cooking a meal, right?]

[Open it quickly and take a look, what’s inside?]

Su Bai slowly opened the old newspaper and revealed a blue and white plate inside.

The plate is slightly larger than a palm and is still made of blue and white porcelain.

The glaze color of this blue and white porcelain plate is warm and moist, but the cyan color on it looks a bit gray, which is not as beautiful as the previous four Wanli official kiln pieces.

The painting is also simple, and it feels vaguely rougher than the Wanli official kilns.

[That’s it? I don’t understand, but it’s not as good-looking as the previous ones.]

[Okay, let’s just take the money to rent a house. If I miss it, I can earn at least several hundred thousand...]

[It doesn’t look like it’s worth that much money.]

Su Bai shook his head: "This is much more valuable than you think, much, much more."

Three "many" words in a row piqued fans' curiosity.

Even Boss Yu was blown up and sent a barrage:

[For example, the works of the early Ming Dynasty have the characteristics of Hongwu porcelain and are more refined than Hongwu porcelain. They are probably the works of the early Yongle period - Yu Qingqian.]

Su Bai chuckled softly: "Boss Yu, after Hongwu, it's not just Wanli."

"There is another one..."

While talking, the blue and white plate turned over, revealing the bottom:
Chapter completed!