“…… Right. The rules of the game are like this, Lu Zi'an does not treat him differently because of his strange appearance: "Old gentleman, will you?"

"Yes, I will. Old man Jin crossed Erlang's legs, sat in the chair with a broad horse and golden knife, and twisted his hand towards Ying Xuan: "Come on a cigarette, young man." ”

Ying Xuan was stunned, and said apologetically, "I don't smoke...... Wait a minute, I'll get it for you. ”

Waving his hand to stop Ying Xuan, Lu Zi'an took out a cigarette and personally handed one to Old Man Jin, and took one himself: "Old Man Jin, please." ”

personally lit a fire for him, and Lu Zi'an sat back in place.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, and neither spoke first.

Jin Lao hung his head and smoked by himself, but it was quite fresh when he looked at the cigarette.

Taking in his performance, Lu Zi'an put the cigarette in his mouth, lowered his eyes and lit it.

took a sip, held it in his hand, and said lightly: "Jin Lao, have you brought your work?"

"I didn't bring it. Old man Jin took two puffs and praised: "This cigarette is good." ”

Lu Zi'an beckoned to Ying Xuan: "Bring a new one." ”

Master! Ying Xuan's eyes widened in shock, he really couldn't understand why he was so polite to this old man Jin.

Obviously, this person is not polite at all, and his attitude is not good......

But Lu Zi'an glanced at him lightly, Ying Xuan was no longer angry, so he could only whisper yes, and silently went in to get a new one.

After taking it, Lu Zi'an handed it over in person: "Jin Lao." ”

"Oh, that's embarrassing. Old man Jin smiled and put the cigarette in his arms, flicked the ash of the cigarette, and hummed: "I heard...... Your rule is to use silver filigree to untie the Linglong Tower, right?"

"On the face of it. There was smoke around, and Lu Zi'an smiled: "But specifically, my original intention is to hope that someone can pass on the silver filigree process, so I need to make silver filigree on site, and ...... Will you always do this?"

Old Jin was stunned and glared at him with a frown: "What? Why do you want me to inherit it? Isn't this your business? I've heard of it, you brought all the granddaughters of people over, aren't you just counting on learning this craft, why do you still push the work out?"

"What nonsense!" Ying Xuan's eyes were red with anger: "Who did you listen to!"

Lu Zi'an raised his hand slightly, and looked at Old Man Jin with a smile: "Old Man Jin, do you know Old Man Ren?"

The blue tendons on the corner of the old man's forehead jumped, and he was categorical: "I don't know." ”

Smiling, Lu Zi'an nodded: "So that's the case, how many years has Jin Lao been making silver filigree?"

"Ah, it's been some years. The old man Jin took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "About me learning silver filigree, what about this matter, that is really a three-year-old dead mother, and it is a long story, you know, back then, there were many silver buildings on our street!

He was smoking and chatting, and once the cigarette ash was not lit and fell off Lu Jianwei's shoes.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, I'm sorry, big brother. Old man Jin finally felt a trace of embarrassment.

Lu Jianwei was good-tempered, and dusted it off casually: "It's okay." ”

Lu Zi'an, who had been listening quietly, said coldly: "Old man Jin, you learn silver filigree in less than half a month." ”

Karma!

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Old Man Jin in disbelief.

And Old Man Jin was simply stupid, and he stayed for a few seconds before he remembered to get angry: "What are you talking about...... Ahem, Master Lu, you can't spew blood like this!"

"Hey. Lu Zi'an slowly put out the cigarette in the ashtray and smiled indifferently: "You don't need to help someone to test us, I, Lu Zi'an, are full of words, and the water that will be spilled out of the words will definitely not be counted, as long as there are really people who are willing to pass on the silver filigree, Linglong Tower, I will offer it with both hands." ”

Old man Jin opened his mouth slightly for a few seconds, until the cigarette burned his hand, he jumped up suddenly, and stammered: "I, I'm here to get the Linglong Pagoda!

"Yes. Lu Zi'an nodded very happily: "You tell me the time, we will be waiting for you at any time." ”

“…… Only. Old man Jin didn't expect Lu Zi'an to be so refreshing, his eyes rolled, and he raised his head: "Just, tomorrow morning!"

"Okay. Lu Zi'an smiled and nodded at him: "It's in the museum, it's a big place, do you need us to prepare materials for you?"

Things went unexpectedly, and Old Man Jin paused before nodding: "Of course!"

"Good. Lu Zi'an looked at him with a smile: "So, what about your proof?"

This time, it was the turn of Old Man Jin to be dumbfounded: "Ga?

Lu Zi'an smiled slowly: "Of course, otherwise, if someone comes and says that they want me to broadcast live, do I look very idle?"

Obviously, there is no change in posture, but the overall momentum suddenly changes.

The old man Jin who was sitting opposite him involuntarily sat down slowly, subconsciously picked up Erlang's legs, and put them down unnaturally: "How to prove it?"

"Simple. Lu Zi'an flicked his fingers and said lightly: "You can memorize the principle of silver filigree...... Classical Chinese. ”

"......" Jin Lao smacked his lips, then breathed a sigh of relief again, and picked up Erlang's leg again: "What, I'm just a craftsman, I've played with silver filigree all my life, and I've never heard of making this thing and reciting poems! Master Lu, you're not kind, if you don't want to give Linglong Pagoda, don't give it, tsk." ”

Lu Zi'an glanced at him coldly a few times, and seemed to have lost interest in talking to him: "Someone." ”

Ying Xuan and several junior disciples looked at him excitedly and said loudly, "Here, Master!"

"Throw him out. Lu Zi'an got up straight and left, and went upstairs without looking back.

"Hey, no, I said, I'm going to find a reporter! I'm going to expose you! Don't go......"

Although Old Man Jin struggled hard, he was old in the end, which was the opponent of several young people.

It wasn't enough to throw him out, but Ying Xuan's attitude was not much better, so they directly put it up and put it outside the courtyard gate, no matter how much he shouted, he didn't pay attention to it anyway.

Old man Jin didn't understand at all, obviously he had a good chat before, and Lu Zi'an's attitude was so good, why did he suddenly change his face?

As soon as his foot hit the ground, he immediately jumped backwards.

As a result, Ying Xuan's movements were even faster than him, and as soon as he walked to the door, the door slammed shut, almost pinching his nose.

"Wow, that's how you treat old artists......!

A long list of national scoldings, mixed with all kinds of foul language, is simply unbearable.

Listening to the movement outside, Lu Ahui was a little worried: "This ...... Are you alright?"

"It's fine. Ying Xuan was serious: "What the master said is the truth! We are too polite!"

Lu Jianwei followed upstairs and said with some sorrow: "Smash, are you too polite...... It's easy to offend people. ”

"Huh. Lu Zi'an sneered: "It's a shame to make some small moves that can't be put on the table, I threw it out to give him face." ”

"This ......" Lu Jianwei frowned, with a worried expression: "You, the tree is a big wind......"

"Dad, I know what to do. Lu Zi'an stood at the table and watched Zou Kai make a video, and said lightly: "Anyway, are there still fewer people I have offended." ”

And the old man Jin scolded for half an hour, feeling sorry for the whole cigarette that fell to the ground when he was pushed out just now, touched his pocket, and grinned again: "Hey, it's okay, there's still a pack." ”

As a result, as soon as he returned to the hotel, he was blocked by his daughter.

Jin Yutong stood at the door with an unkind face and looked at him: "Dad, where have you been?"

"I, I'll just go to the street corner and watch people play chess. Old man Jin sneered, touched his nose and said, "What are you doing standing here?" ”

"I asked everyone on the street who was playing chess and cards, and you didn't go at all. Jin Yutong stepped forward suddenly, grabbed him and began to rummage through his pockets.

"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing! You are a dead girl, you are going to die, you will let go!" Old man Jin became angry and pushed her away violently.

But it was still too late, and when Jin Yutong retreated, he was already holding the distorted bag of cigarettes in his hand: "What is this!?

"I met an old friend, someone gave it to me!" "Old man Jin came up to grab it.

"Dad, did you go to find Ren Qiqi? or did you find Lu Zi'an?" Jin Yutong trembled with anger, looking at her father's neck and refusing to admit it, she was so angry that she threw the cigarette directly on the ground: "What the hell is going on with you!"

"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me!" Old Man Jin picked up the cigarette and was confident: "I'm going to make a war with someone anyway, I'm going to show people the silver filigree tomorrow morning, and report my name, whether you like to go or not, it's better not to go, anyway, this broken silver filigree should have been cut off a long time ago!"

Jin Yutong stood in place in a daze, his face blue and white.

Tomorrow......

In the end, is she going or not going?

Although he drove away Old Man Jin yesterday, early the next morning, Lu Zi'an was still ready for everything.

This made Lu Jianwei even more incomprehensible: "You said that person was a liar, why did you still do this?"

"Just in case. Lu Zi'an smiled: "Half of what he said is false, half is true, although he doesn't know silver filigree, but someone should know." ”

As for why he came, and why it was full of loopholes, you have to see the person who really knows silver filigree to understand the reason.

Zou Kai on the side was setting up the camera, listened to their conversation, looked up and smiled: "Haha, how can there be a feeling of Huashan arguing about the sword, do you want me to make some sound? Get an appearance BGM or something...... How's the wedding march?"

"You have a hole in your brain, so it's better to do more and talk less. Lu Zi'an glanced at him: "How did yesterday's video go?"

"It was two o'clock last night, and it was almost done. Zou Kai yawned, and still didn't give up: "But I'm serious, in fact, the wedding march is very good, and there are often such plots in costume dramas, for example, two heroes with strong martial arts have a competition, on par, and then they turn enemies into friends, drink and talk, and sleep on their feet!