The young man took his short knife, pulled out half of the black cloth from his bosom, wrapped the blade of the knife and put it into his arms, then threw himself on his knees and said:

"Thank you!"

The senior brother glanced at it and didn't say anything, turned his head and went to deal with the transfer with the two middle-aged people.

I knew that this young man was Senior Brother Xie, but Senior Brother didn't pay attention to others directly, so I hurriedly walked over and pulled up this young man and said:

"Don't do that, get up!"

I thought to myself, didn't it mean that men have gold under their knees, and only their parents kneel to the sky? Although the senior brother did help him, there is no need to make such a big courtesy.

To my surprise, the box containing the gold bars was also very old, and the antique store also accepted it, three gold bars, plus the box, and minus the 50,000 yuan in liquidated damages paid for the young man, and finally my brother and I received a transfer of 750,000 yuan on the new card.

The senior brother seemed to have lost the appearance of the money fan after seeing this young man, and returned to his previous cold appearance, and talked a lot less, and after handing over the money to me for safekeeping, he beckoned me and the young man out of the antique shop.

Yesterday, although my brother and I were holding three gold bars, we didn't have more than 200 cash on our bodies, and today we have suddenly become a little rich, and I suddenly feel very unreal.

We didn't stay too much in the antique street, the three of us found a noodle restaurant to eat, and when it was time to eat, we were delayed for a while, and we were indeed hungry at this time.

During the meal, my brother and I also learned that this young man's surname was Dao Mingfan, and he had just turned seventeen years old. I've never heard of the surname Youdao, so I'm surprised, but I'm afraid that this young man will have a hard time talking, so I asked my senior brother.

The senior brother explained:

"This word as a surname should be read as: diāo, according to legend, it is the predecessor of the surname Diao, and some people say that it is the surname that Shu people changed indiscriminately in the Three Kingdoms for refuge, and it is unknown what it is."

After the senior brother finished speaking, Dao Fan then spoke:

"The benefactor is right, my ancestor was indeed in the land of Sichuan and Shu, but later moved to this province for various reasons. My surname is also pronounced as diāo to outsiders, but we are pronounced as dāo ourselves. ”

Listening to Dao Fan say these words, I was very surprised, and looked at him strangely, not because of the content of his words, but because he and Na Hui were completely different people at the door of the antique shop, and he spoke very smoothly, and there was no stuttering at all.

The senior brother didn't seem to notice this, but he didn't dwell too much on Dao Fan's surname, but began to correct Dao Fan's address to him, saying:

"Don't call me a benefactor, my name is Liang Ze, you can call me Brother Liang, this one next to me is my junior brother, not a few years younger than me, his name is Jiang Ling, you can call him Brother Ling"

After listening to Senior Brother's words, Dao Fan nodded and said yes, and then called Brother Liang and Brother Ling and stopped talking, it seemed that it was a stuffy gourd.

Naturally, I quickly smiled and nodded in response, and by the way, half-jokingly asked him why he didn't stutter anymore.

After hearing this, Dao Fan shook his head and said:

"I don't know, although I don't like to talk, it's normal to talk before, since I sold this ancestral knife to that store, I unconsciously started to stutter, but now it's suddenly better again."

After listening to Dao Fan, I felt that it was unbelievable that a knife could affect the coherence of people's speech.

Senior brother seems to care more about Dao Fan's knife, and his knife is ancestral, why should he sell it, you must know that the people in the antique shop said that Dao Fan's knife was sold for more than 800,000 yuan at that time, which is worth more than our three gold bars.

When the senior brother asked this question, a touch of sadness appeared on Dao Fan's resolute and immature face, and he took out the short knife wrapped in black cloth from his arms, gently stroked the blade through the black cloth, and slowly spoke:

"This knife is called Remnant Qi, it has been passed down from my ancestors for generations, if it weren't for my sister's serious illness and need money, I would never have sold it."

"What's wrong with your sister? Are you better? ”

When my brother heard me ask this, he kicked me from under the table, and I was about to ask him why he kicked me, but I saw that my brother glared at me, and his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, but from the shape of his mouth, I could see that my brother was saying that my brain was missing.

After getting along with my senior brother in the past few days, compared with my senior brother, I really don't have enough brains, or I don't want to use my brains.

I stopped talking, pondered carefully, and instantly understood why my brother kicked me.

Dao Fan said that his sister was seriously ill and sold knives, but now he has returned a lot of the money from selling knives to the antique store, which means that her sister's illness did not use the money at all, and his current expression speaks for itself.

At this moment, the waiter brought us the three bowls of noodles we wanted, I quickly took three pairs of chopsticks from the table, and gave a pair to the senior brother and Dao Fan, when Dao Fan took the chopsticks and said thank you, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.

Daofan was in a bad mood, so he naturally had no appetite for eating, but the senior brother was also absent-minded, and the chopsticks didn't move. Only I was reincarnated like a starving ghost, gobbling up my own, and shamelessly eating my brother's bowl.

After eating, I glanced at my phone, which had a rotten screen, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

My devastated love machine has accompanied me for four whole years, although it is shabby, but I bought it by working on my own money during the winter vacation of my freshman year, so I cherish it very much. But now that he has hundreds of thousands in his pocket, this old man who has gone through ups and downs is afraid that it is time to retire.

But then I thought about it, this money is mainly my brother's, I am just keeping it, looking at the appearance of the wealth fan when my brother sells gold bars, if I dare to touch his penny, I must not chase me to the ends of the earth with two watermelon knives.

Out of the restaurant, the senior brother's thinking caught me off guard again, and Dao Fan also tried his best to refuse, because the senior brother insisted on buying a scabbard for Dao Fan's remnant.

Fortunately, there are craftsmen who make scabbards on this antique street, a wooden scabbard, it actually cost hundreds of dollars, but this craftsman is really efficient, in less than half an hour, a black scabbard is set on the remnants of Dao Fan, of course, the color is Dao Fan's own choice, and I don't know what kind of tree the wood is, it is so black and shiny.

Dao Fan couldn't put it down, and put a layer of black cloth on the bread and stuffed it into his arms. I thought to myself that you are really good at picking colors, this blade is black, the scabbard is actually black, and even the cloth wrapped is black.

Dao Fan cleaned up the remnants and looked at his senior brother fixedly, I thought about it badly, this stuffy gourd won't kneel again.

The senior brother seemed to have the same fear, and hurriedly walked to Dao Fan's side and patted him on the shoulder and said:

"This remnant of yours is not an idle thing, you have to take good care of it, you can't use it until you have to, even if you want to use it, you have to inform me in advance."

Dao Fan nodded silently, his mouth moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, but he didn't speak.

"Knife, what do you want to say, just say it, is it a lack of money? Don't worry, we've got a lot of money, right, brother! ”

I thought that Daofan was short of money, and I was embarrassed to speak, so I hurriedly spoke, and I was afraid that my senior brother, a money fan, would object, so I squeezed my eyebrows at my senior brother.

"No, no, I want to follow you, I don't have any relatives now, I'm alone."

Seeing that I had misunderstood what he meant, Dao Fan hurriedly spoke, bowing his head deeply and being silent after speaking.