Nima! You're sitting on the ground and kicking your nose and face! Meng Shichen slammed down the tea bowl, regardless of the depression of the person opposite being sprayed with tea by her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This uncle, you're going too far! What the pawnshop owner said, but every sentence is still spinning in my ears, you are asking for a sky-high price here, what do you mean? Meng Shichen knotted.

After lying in a groove, she finally knew why the man in front of her was thrown out directly by the pawnshop owner. Why didn't he just go and grab the money?

She's so desperate to throw him out now, hey!

"This little brother, don't worry, you listen to me." The man picked up his dusty sleeves to wipe the water droplets on his face, and said seriously: "This candle oil ball in my hand is not an ordinary candle oil ball. Look at the color! This texture! That's all first-class! ”

Meng Shichen held her forehead, and she shrugged helplessly: "Uncle, no matter how beautiful and exquisite it is, it is also a candle oil ball?" ”

Is it possible to sell it at a high price because it is round?

"At most, one or two pieces of silver, you can sell it, if you don't sell it, I'll leave." Meng Shichen impatiently directly put the price too high to the highest point in his heart, and gave him a silver tael to directly gag him.

If it weren't for Shang Junzhu's special explanation that she had to buy it, she would have taken a look at it at most and left.

"Five hundred taels, not a penny less!" When the man opened the box, he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, and even the old tea seller standing there couldn't help but glance into the box. Of course, people end up pouting and looking away.

Profiteer! Diao Shang! He just saw that she was going to buy this broken ball, didn't he?!

Meng Shichen's face sank: "Since we can't talk about it, then ......"

"Wait!" Shang Junzhu suddenly appeared, he Shi Shiran floated down on the stool next to him, stretched out his invisible hand and stroked the candle oil ball, "You can talk to him again, but the things must be bought." ”

She puffed out her cheeks and sat back down: "Then we'll talk about it again." ”

"In that case, I'll tell you about this baby." The man looked around mysteriously, and then hugged the box and said softly: "This is the ancestral treasure of my family, which has a history of thousands of years!" ”

"I know, you said that." Meng Shichen couldn't help but look at the sky speechlessly, and threw two blank eyes out by the way, "You also said that this was brought out from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, I heard it." ”

Does he want to say that his ancestors were tomb robbers?

Unexpectedly, the man's next words were different from what she had guessed. "Yes, yes, yes! It was brought out of the tomb of the Qin Emperor. My ancestor, who was a man who participated in the construction of the Imperial Mausoleum, was added in the years when the Imperial Mausoleum was about to be completed. ”

The man who built the imperial mausoleum? Does his family really have anything to do with Emperor Qin's mausoleum?

"A good boy who is two years old, but he was forced to go down a dead end that he will never go home." The man named Lao Jia said, "When buried, the people are also destined to be sealed inside." ”

"However, my ancestor did not sit still, he had already secretly dug a secret passage leading to the outside. After the order was given to seal the tomb, the people were killed one after another, and he smeared blood on his body and lay in the pile of dead people to get by. When the tomb was quiet again, he got up and escaped from the secret passage by the light of the mermaid candle. ”

Mermaid candle?! Meng Shichen's heart jumped, the Qin Emperor Mausoleum that this uncle said couldn't be the Qin Emperor Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, right?!

She remembered that she saw on the tree that after the death of Qin Shi Huang, his imperial tomb was lit with mermaid candles made of mermaid grease that would not burn out or be extinguished for thousands of years. The ball of candle oil that this old Jia is holding should not be - mermaid candle!

"After it came out, the mermaid candle didn't run out, so he condensed it into a candle oil ball and put it away." Lao Jia's eyes were proud, as if his ancestor who crawled out of the mausoleum was an omnipotent hero.

Admittedly, if what he said is true, then the cleverness and courage of his ancestors are indeed worthy of praise.

"It's a pity that my Jia family is not going well, and every generation will produce a loser who is addicted to gambling. The treasures left by the ancestors should be sold and sold. In the end, all that was left was this candle oil ball made of candle oil. ”

There was a desolation on the man's angry face: "We have declined from a wealthy family to generation and have been forced to hide in Guyang Town for seventeen years. I didn't expect my seven-year-old rebel to become a gambler after seventeen years! ”

"So, you have to sell this candle oil ball for five hundred taels just to pay off your gambling debts?" Meng Shichen roughly guessed the meaning of his words.

"That rabbit cub, going in and out of the gambling house every day, not to mention causing trouble everywhere, there is no moment of worry-free! Now, his mother is sick in bed, and debt collectors come to the door every day to make trouble. I had no choice but to sell the last heirloom left by my ancestors......"

The man's tone was choked, and he couldn't go on. Meng Shichen's heart is very bright, the most important first lesson of life in her era is to prevent deception, emotion is one thing, believe it or not is another thing.

In her opinion, the reason why this heirloom has survived to this day is not because it is the "last heirloom" of the ancestors, but because it can't be sold at all, right?

Meng Shichen knocked on the table and waited for the man's mood to stabilize before he spoke: "Five hundred taels is too expensive, you can have less." She said it in a down-to-earth manner, and the moving stories of the previous men did not affect her in any way.

The man who heard this sentence was completely stunned, he suddenly got up, and didn't care about pushing it to the stool of the tea shop and knelt in front of her: "Little brother, I beg you!" My rebel owes 400 taels of gambling debts, and his mother has accumulated 50 taels of money for treatment, and they refuse to pay any more on credit, and they have stopped taking medicine for two days. I can't do it anymore! ”

Meng Shichen was stunned, but his body was one step faster than his head and stepped forward to help him up.

The old woman in the tea shop also shook her head: "Raising children to prevent old age, raising children to prevent old age, your family Jia Zhongxiao is simply an ancestor!" I'm really sorry for the word 'loyalty and filial piety' in his name. ”

"Uncle, don't be like this, hurry up. Five hundred taels is five hundred taels, I bought it. Meng Shichen frowned, took out a silver ticket from his arms and handed it to him. The man thanked him again and again, and deliberately closed the wooden box and wiped it with his sleeve before handing it to Meng Shichen.

Meng Shichen was holding the box, still a little painful. If this box is really filled with candle oil balls of mermaid candles, then five hundred taels is not a loss, looking at Shang Junzhu's expression, he shouldn't be pitted, right?

"Your little brother is really kind-hearted, what does such a person do for him? Didn't he be a bastard like his son when he was young? Hmph, now that you're old, retribution! The old woman came to collect the tea bowl, still indignant for her.

Meng Shichen smiled awkwardly and handed over the four tea money.