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Chapter 238

The young man was stunned when he heard this. The shopkeeper was sore when he planned to fight. So he crossed his fingers and made his knuckles crackle, and he said lazily: "The gods fight and the mortals watch the show. The thunder sounds louder, as long as the roof cannot be shaken down, you have to live your life as well as how you live it."

The young man was thinking, and suddenly a guest came in through the door.

The laziness on the shopkeeper's face was immediately swept away, replaced by a kind and earnest smile: "Good guest, please come in!"

The young man hurriedly came forward to greet him, and saw a handsome boy with a simple and simple dress.

He looked up and down a few times, frowned, and said that the young man did not look like a rich child or a person with a strange treasure. So he said lazily: "What's the point?"

The boy looked at the furnishings in the store and said casually: "I just take a look."

The young man was Zhou Shaobai. When he stepped into the hall, he smelled a strange fragrance. When he looked around, he saw that although the hall was not big, it was well organized. On the right was a boxwood carved wooden table, a set of tea sets, next to it, and on the left was a row of mahogany cabinets. Each wooden grid was filled with jade-carved porcelain vases, strange stone copper stoves and other cultural relics. In the middle was a counter. Behind the shopkeeper was a front-front-front redwood four-panel screen with exquisite carvings and exquisite wood. The flowers painted on it were really vivid and vivid. It was written by a famous artist at first glance. Half of the door was slightly exposed behind the screen, which must be the path to the back room.

Zhou Shaobai saw that the screen was a treasure. He was looking at it carefully, but the young man next to him was unhappy and said disgustedly: "You are so strange. My store is in business. The antiques, calligraphy and paintings displayed here are not casually for others to appreciate."

Zhou Shaobai was stunned when he heard this, but the shopkeeper there suddenly shouted: "Shut up, how can you be so rude to the guests! Come and serve tea!"

The young man was stunned and had to go to the boxwood carving table to make tea. The shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter with his fists, his face full of spring breeze and said, "Oh, there are no mistakes and no mistakes and no mistakes and no mistakes and no wishes!"

It turned out that the shopkeeper was the shopkeeper after all. As soon as he glanced at his two shiny eyes, he stared at Zhou Shaobai's Ningfrost Blade hanging around his waist.

The frost blade is in a strange shape, and the sword sheath is covered with luxurious jewelry. It is absolutely extraordinary when the shopkeeper saw it, so he immediately guessed that Zhou Shaobai's identity was unusual. He quickly came out to receive it himself and drove the young man who was invisible to make tea.

The shopkeeper smiled and bowed, "Please sit down and talk."

Zhou Shaobai returned the gift and sat openly at the boxwood table. The shopkeeper asked, "I, Fang Jie, haven't you asked the grand name of the young master Gao?"

Zhou Shaobai said, "I have a brief look at the next surname Zhou. I saw that there are treasures everywhere in the shopkeeper's shop!"

When the shopkeeper Fang heard this, he laughed in his heart that the boy was an idiot.

It turns out that these antique dealers would hardly place genuine products in the hall, at most one or two genuine products. Whenever a customer comes, he only needs to pay attention to their reactions to the fakes in the hall, and the shopkeeper will immediately know whether the other party is a young man or an expert.

"Haha, laugh at me." The shopkeeper Fang smiled and said, "I wonder which antique Mr. Zhou has taken a fancy to my store?"

He thought about it in his mind that the young man's waist knife was very valuable and not something that ordinary people could have. He said that his surname was Zhou, which family with the surname Zhou Youli Youbei in the capital?

Zhou Shaobai smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm actually here to find someone."

When the shopkeeper Fang heard this, he was shocked and said to himself: Looking for someone? Did I make me think so? The yamen's official sent me here to arrest the remnants of the eunuch party?

He was a timid businessman, and at this moment he couldn't help looking at Zhou Shaobai's Ningshuang Blade and thought to himself: If this young man was a man in the government, he would definitely not be an ordinary person who could use such luxurious weapons. This person's identity should be very noble!

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper Fang was immediately feeling uncomfortable. The young man had made tea and brought it over. He approached the two of them and said, "The tea is ready."

Manager Fang stood up and glared and said, "Are you blind? Didn't you see Mr. Zhou being a guest? What kind of tea can be brought up? Is it someone who drinks it? Go and make some tea!"

The poor guy was scolded again for no reason, his face turned pale and said in panic that he said yes, and hurriedly returned to the backyard to change his tea.

When Zhou Shaobai saw that others were scolded, he felt a little guilty and hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper Fang doesn't have to be so polite. Actually, I am here today to ask me if I can recognize the master of the country?"

The so-called Tushizi is a tomb robber who robs others and sells burial objects. Throughout the dynasties, all the tomb robbers have been severely punished and intimidated by the tomb robbers. However, even so, under the temptation of wealth and wealth, more and more people have joined in it, and have been repeatedly banned.

A place where cultural relics and antiques gather in all dynasties like Longhua Street is indispensable for the appearance of the local masters. However, their relationship with antique shop owners is intricate, and many people take the initiative to cover up their business for their own business.

The shopkeeper suddenly heard Zhou Shaobai ask about Master Tu, and was shocked, but his face had almost no change. He said with a normal expression: "Oh, I am a businessman who is honest, how could I know tomb robbers? Other shops may be possible, but my old house will never dare to commit crimes!"

He thought to himself: It turns out that this official sentiment was not here to investigate the eunuch party, but to investigate the tomb robbers! But why did he come to me to ask? Could it be... Wu Laoliu's affairs were exposed?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper Fang couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat. He thought for a while and thought to himself: I have always been very careful and there shouldn't be any mistakes. This young man came here, perhaps just by chance, and it wasn't for me and Wu Laoliu.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Shaobai narrowed his eyes, went up and down and looked at the shopkeeper Fang back and forth, and then said suspiciously: "Are you telling the truth? It's not necessarily."

Manager Fang couldn't help but move his throat, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and said with a forced smile: "Mr. Zhou was joking, I really don't know. Why would you go to the side to ask, maybe you will get something?"

At this time, the young man was returning to the hall with the freshly brewed tea. When he heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but glared and said, "Sir? Shopkeeper, do you mean he is from the government?"

Manager Fang hurriedly said, "Shut up and serve tea to Lord Zhou!"

Zhou Shaobai was very confused. Why did he suddenly become a member of the government?

However, his eyes rolled, he coughed, sat upright and acted as an officer, and said in a pretentious manner: "Yes, I am in plain clothes to investigate, but I don't want to see through it, and I have the ability to see through it! Fang Shopkeeper, if you say something, I will naturally not wrong you, but if you hide it and don't report it, don't blame me for being rude!"
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