"Bang!"

Jiang Hua put the duffel bag on the ground, startling Deng Mingshi.

"What are you doing here? What's in such a heavy bag?"

Jiang Hua sat down on the sofa and took a sip of tea, "It's just some clothes or something." ”

"You're going far away?"

Deng Mingshi looked at the bag and listened to the sound, there were a lot of clothes in it.

"Well, yes, I need to get out. ”

He didn't find the old man in the house in the cornfield last night, so Jiang Hua decided to go to Xia Yun, although the Hongshan culture was no longer in the original place in this world, he believed that it should still be useful for him to go - in this world, no one knew more about the Hongshan culture than himself.

"Huh, where are you going? What about the business in the store?"

Jiang Hua seems to have been out for a long time this time, what should he do with Bao Rong Zhai's business? Deng Mingshi knows that the business of the store has improved recently.

"There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Jiang Hua knew what Deng Mingshi was worried about, "Just close the store, it's normal to go out and collect antiques or something in our business." Oh, if you're interested, you can also come and open the door to do business, anyway, you know the price of the antiques in the store, and if someone buys it, you can sell it. ”

"Okay. ”

Deng Mingshi rubbed his nose vigorously, "I really want to open a store and try it." ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Jiang Hua looked outside the door and found that it was already noon, so he stood up, "I still have some things, let's go first, you can help me take a look at the store now." ”

"Huh, you're leaving, not a night plane?"

Deng Mingshi was stunned, Jiang Hua's plane ticket was booked by himself, so he naturally knew the time.

"I'm going to find someone first, and there's something I need to take care of before I go out. ”

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he didn't care about Deng Mingshi, he walked out directly, and soon disappeared.

"This ...... Ran a little too fast. ”

Deng Mingshi sat for a while, and found that it was really a little boring, so he stood up and took down the antiques on the shelf, looked at it for a while, and didn't see anything special, and soon lost interest.

"Bang!"

Deng Mingshi sat back on the sofa, leaned back, raised his feet and put them directly on the tea table, stretched out his two hands again, and spread them out into a large shape.

"It seems...... The antiques business is not a fun business either. ”

Deng Mingshi just thought that he would come to help open the store after Jiang Hua left, but now he has dispelled this idea.

"Jiang Hua. ”

Deng Mingshi jumped up violently and looked at the door of the store, his eyes suddenly widened, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Miao Xue?

It turned out to be Miao Xue?

What's going on?

Deng Mingshi felt that he was either dazzled or the sun was rising in the west.

"Jiang Hua is not here?"

Miao Xue walked into Baorongzhai and didn't see Jiang Hua, but saw a person who was a little familiar to herself.

"This ...... Jiang Hua is not here, I am his friend Deng Mingshi. ”

Deng Mingshi knew as soon as Miao Xue looked like this that she couldn't remember her as a person at all, but he had seen her several times on different occasions.

This is a failure.

"Oh, where did he go?"

Miao Xue nodded lightly.

When Deng Mingshi saw it, he suddenly let out another scream in his heart, which was clearly not taking himself seriously.

"I don't know, why don't I call him and tell him you're here?"

Deng Mingshi asked tentatively, it seemed that Miao Xue hadn't called Jiang Hua before coming here.

"No need, I'm just passing by, come in and have a look, since he's not here, then I'll go." ”

Miao Xue waved her hand after speaking, turned around and walked out of Baorong Zhai.

"This thing...... There are quirky ...... The two of them can't really get together, right? Isn't this a toad eating swan meat?"

Deng Mingshi pinched his chin hard, Miao Xue's face was a little red when she left just now, especially when she spoke, her eyes were a little evasive, she didn't dare to look at herself, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Hua didn't know that Miao Xue came to Baorongzhai to find him, especially when he happened to be met by Deng Mingshi. He's now going to the same shop where he used to buy hard yellow paper.

The "Female History Atlas" that Kikujiro Takashima bought is a fake, but the level of forgery is quite high, and it is obvious that there is an original work in hand, at least some of the original works in hand.

He wanted to find out about it - if it was really as he had assumed, he would have to find a way to buy the original.

After carefully considering the whole thing, Jiang Hua found a breakthrough, the forged "Female History Atlas" is made of very ancient silk, such things are rare, but there is a person who may have such a thing, at least he knows where it is, this person is the eighth master who bought hard yellow paper before.

After arriving at Tongshi Street, Jiang Hua quickly found the eighth master's small shop without a signboard, and when he went in, he found that he was still sitting behind the counter as before, looking at a thread-bound book of unknown age.

"Eighth master. ”

Jiang Hua raised his hand and said hello.

"Oh, you're here, what are you looking for? Look for it on your own shelf. ”

The eighth master glanced at Jiang Hua, then lowered his head again and continued to read his book.

"This ...... I'm here to ask you something. ”

The eighth master's heart moved, the last time he bought hard yellow paper, Jiang Hua had already attracted attention, he had been rolling in the circle for so many years, and he had seen countless and various people, he always felt that the young man in front of him gave people an indescribable feeling.

He sells ancient paper here, and many people who come to buy it like ancient paper, but more of it is used to repair ancient books or forge, which he knows.

Will Jiang Hua be such a person?

But...... Who is not an old man with such a craft?

Jiang Hua is also a little too young at this age.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and the eighth master put down the book in his hand and raised his head, "Ask something?

"Do you have any old silk here?"

The eighth master frowned, and said a little incomprehensibly, "Ancient silk?"

Jiang Hua rubbed his nose vigorously, "It's the kind of silk used to paint in ancient times, from the Tang and Song dynasties." ”

The eighth master was stunned for a moment, "Such a thing...... I don't have it here, it's much harder to keep than paper. ”

"Do you know where to find it?"

Shaking his head, the eighth master said, "If you ask me about paper, I dare to pat my chest and say that I must have it here, even if I don't have it here, I know where it is, but when it comes to silk, I really don't know. ”

"That's okay, but Eighth Master, if you hear the news about this, please give me a call, this is my mobile phone. ”

Jiang Hua saw that he couldn't ask anything from the eighth master, so he left his mobile phone number and left.

(Ask for a recommendation vote, it's so bleak!)