Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Origin of Bronze

Sitting in a no-man's corner a little tired, Jiang Ming looked at the wine glass in front of him, his mind wandered, and his mind flew out.

How can it be all red wine, and how good it would be if there was a jar of soju brewed by the boss who "can't eat enough" at this time. It is said that getting drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows, but for Jiang Ming, it doesn't matter if he can relieve his sorrows, as long as he drinks happily.

Just gave his parents a good reprimand, and he also knew about the divorce, and he was a little reckless. But some things always have to be solved as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be happy. As for the series of reactions caused by the back, leave it to the parents to give them a headache.

Now that he has taken them as his biological parents, he doesn't use them at all. Looking at the distance, they were smiling and talking to others, Jiang Ming felt warm in his heart.

What touched Jiang Ming the most was that Old Man Jiang didn't say a word about this matter, just patted him on the shoulder, and that kind of trust and encouragement was the same as General Bian.

So in this life and this life, he is Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming of the Jiang family.

"Stinky boy, drop a bomb and run here. Yo, what do you want to do, borrow wine to drown your sorrows. ”

Jiang Ming turned his head to look, and saw an old man wearing a floral shirt, cropped pants, and casual shoes smiling lewdly at him. I have to say that on this occasion, his dress can be regarded as unusual.

"Uncle Lo is good. ”

Jiang Ming stood up and greeted politely.

Although it was the first time they met, Jiang Ming had already memorized his information. This old man who looks a little immodest is Luo Feifei's father, a famous master in the antique industry, and Luo Dingbo, who is known as "a glance".

"Hey, you kid has really changed, you have become so polite, not bad. As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Ming and sat down opposite him, "You sit too, I have something to do with you." ”

Jiang Ming sat down obediently, not knowing what this old man was looking for him. However, it is said that this old man has a very strange temper and often does things out of the ordinary.

Thinking about Luo Feifei, who is only 20 years old, and he is almost 70 years old, you know how informal this old man is.

"Stinky boy, I'm looking for you for those few bronze fragments, do you have any other fragments in your hand?"

He looked at Jiang Ming expectantly, like a groom waiting to unveil his hijab, expectant, excited, and a little worried, after all, if the hijab is removed, it is common for the bride to be disappointed.

It's a pity that this time he couldn't even see the bride.

"Didn't Feifei and Brother Youwei tell Uncle Lo, it was a complete accident to get those fragments, how could I still have them in my hand?"

"Why don't you have more accidents and get more shards? ”

Luo Dingbo looked disappointed and looked at Jiang Ming with some complaints.

Jiang Ming was even more depressed, if it was possible, he also wanted to gather the fragments, after all, he was still quite curious about the content on it. But how did Old Man Luo listen to this, how awkward. What does it mean to have more accidents, how unlucky is this.

"Uncle Lo, this kind of thing is unavoidable, and I want to help you get it together, but I can't meet it. ”

Luo Dingbo also knew that what he said was right, his request was a bit outrageous, but he wanted the rest of the fragments too much, so he couldn't care about anything else.

"Stinky boy, I believe you, since you can pick it up once, you can pick it up a second time. Some people don't have the ability to shit, but it's just shit luck, and I'm sure with your luck, the other pieces aren't a problem. Well, if you bring me the rest of the pieces, I'll marry Feifei to you. Anyway, you just got out of the marriage and need a new wife. ”

……

Jiang Ming swore to the sky that if it wasn't Feifei's father sitting opposite, he could pour all the wine in front of him on him. He just talked for a long time, but is there a sentence that is pleasing to the ear? Also, is he Feifei's father, who can sell his daughter for a few bronze pieces?

If you can, I really don't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, this old man is simply too bad to speak. But he can't just walk away, and he has to be as perfunctory as possible.

"I see, I'll do my best to help you find the rest. ”

"It's not an effort, it's a certainty, you must find it for me. ”

Luo Dingbo was quite dissatisfied, where it was difficult for a strong man.

Jiang Ming immediately nodded like pounding garlic, anyway, no matter what, he promised to come down first. As for whether he can find it, it's up to him. Anyway, after today, he made up his mind not to see this old man again.

However, since the bronze piece was mentioned, Jiang Ming asked curiously.

"Uncle Lo, what are those fragments, and what are they written on?"

At the mention of these, Luo Dingbo's expression was obviously much more solemn.

"This is a sacrificial ritual vessel, probably from the Shaokang or Xia Zhu period, because the events described are a bit strange, as if they are related to the disaster of some extraterrestrial meteorite. I can't fully deduce just a few words. But with these words alone, its value is incalculable. If you can get a full picture in this life, you can close your eyes even when you die. Stinky boy, if you let me die, I won't be able to close my eyes, old man, and I won't let you go. ”

What he said at the beginning was like that, and Jiang Ming wanted to get angry again in the last sentence, and now he regretted giving those fragments to Luo Youwei, otherwise he would have met such a strange old man.

kindly gave people fragments, but the other party was not grateful to Dade but relied on it, how angry he thought about it. Thinking that the old man would not let him go of what he said, Jiang Ming felt a little numb in his scalp. For such an old ghost to follow every day, who can be comfortable.

"What are you talking about, so happy. ”

At this moment, Teacher Feng's voice sounds so beautiful.

Jiang Ming looked at her with some excitement, but someone came to help him out of the siege, and if he wanted to face this old man all night, he really had to shed his skin if he didn't die.

The key is that he can't throw his face at this elder and play with his temper, he is only allowed to mess around and bully you, and you can only bear it, which is undoubtedly a humiliating thing.

Because he didn't think there was any joy in the conversation just now, the news on the bronze didn't seem to have anything to do with him, what extraterrestrial meteorite, the catastrophe of the world, was it something he should consider?

I didn't want to pull the topic on the old man, I was really afraid that he would be entangled in ghosts, so Jiang Ming pointed to the album in Mr. Feng's hand and asked, "What is that?"

"Would you like to take a look at the auction items in a moment?" Mr. Feng took the album in his hand and shook it at him.

He didn't bother to look at these things, he wasn't interested in all curios. Only now, he felt that it was better to do anything than to face the old man in front of him, so he nodded and took the album.

Luo Dingbo also seemed to know what Jiang Ming meant, but he didn't say much, just stared at him directly.

Jiang Ming hurriedly put his eyes on the album and flipped through a few photos, but he was really not interested in those ancient porcelain paintings or anything.

Therefore, the faster I flip through, I often only look at the image and do not look at the introduction, and then turn over.

Flipping through the pages, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned the album back to a page.

His eyes were fixed on a lot, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.