Chen Yu and Ah Ghost followed, the former with a curious face.

"Yunzhou Shop" is much more deserted than other shops, and the location is also very remote, and it is difficult for people with poor eyesight to identify.

This is obviously not in line with Xing Ge's identity.

Entering the shop, an old man with gray hair and a look of near-sixtieth birthday was lying on a wooden chaise longue, holding a folding fan and swinging slowly.

There is also an old-fashioned radio in the store, which plays Huangmei opera intermittently.

I didn't notice that there was anyone in the shop.

"Ahem."

Ye Fei coughed.

The old man still didn't react.

Ye Fei had no choice but to step forward and pat the old man's knee.

A pair of cloudy eyes slowly opened, looking at the three people standing at the door, he raised the fan, opened his mouth, and asked: "What's the matter?" ”

"Coming to your shopkeeper." Ye Fei smiled slightly.

The old man frowned and asked again, "What's the matter?" ”

"Looking for your shopkeeper!" Chen Yu repeated.

"What's the matter?" The old man pointed to his ear and said, "I can't hear well. ”

"Sir, if you are not deaf, you have to pretend to be deaf, why bother?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed a pale blue, and he said with a smile, "We are here to find Mr. Xing, if he is in the store, you can always help inform him, saying that Xing Yue's friend is here." ”

Bang Bang –

The folding fan in the old man's hand fell to the ground.

Then, with a shocked face, as if he had heard something terrible, he trembled and raised his finger to point at Ye Fei, "You...... You ......"

"Lao Zhang!"

A hearty voice came from the attic around the corner.

Ye Fei and the three of them looked up one after another.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black tunic and holding a mahogany dragon head crutch walking slowly.

He looked solemn, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were sharp, he raised his crutches and pointed to the door, and said to Ye Fei: "You, get out of here, you are not welcome in Yunzhoupu." ”

In the huge shop, the smoke of sandalwood gradually thickened, like an invisible moat, wafting between Ye Fei and Xing Ge.

"Get out!"

Seeing that Ye Fei was unmoved, Xing Ge immediately looked angry, pointed to the gate and repeated.

Ye Fei's face was expressionless, his hands were in his pockets, he stood motionless, and had no idea of leaving.

"Mr. Xing, do you remember me? I am Chen Bozhong's niece, Chen Yu. Chen Yu took over the conversation with a smile and beckoned playfully.

"Chen Bozhong?" Xing Ge's face softened, nodded slightly, and said, "Old Man Chen has been in good health recently?" My friendship with him back then was not small. ”

"Uncle Jia is doing well, but I often mention Mr. Xing these days, and I don't hesitate to praise you at all." Chen Yu smiled slightly, "If it weren't for your discernment, sir, I'm afraid that old antique would have been thrown away as garbage a long time ago, and I came here to ...... it for a special purpose."

"Okay, I won't say more about these polite words." Xing Ge waved his hand, sat on the chair beside him, and said with an indifferent expression, "I know you want to ask me for help in the name of the Chen family, it's no problem, but you have to put it aside for now." Villains are not welcome in my shop, deserters are not welcome, please go out. ”

"Villain? Deserter? Chen Yu looked at Ye Fei and frowned.

Regarding Ye Fei's life experience, she and Chen Bozhong did not inquire.

But for some reason, no matter how powerful the Chen family is, what can be investigated is only some superficial things.

Then

Bang Bang –

Ye Fei straightened his back, faced Xing Ge, and knelt on one knee: "Ye Fei is ashamed of Mr. Xing!" ”

Chen Yu was stunned in place, at a loss.

Xing Ge's expression was complicated, but his tone was still cold: "Dead people, can they be resurrected on their knees?" ”

"Can't!" Ye Fei's eyes turned red, "But I will avenge him one day." ”

"What did you do in the first place!?" Xing Ge stood up abruptly and stared at Ye Fei with grief and indignation, "What's the use of talking about this now?" ”

Ye Fei didn't respond again, but knelt down for a long time.

Chen Yu on the side was already dumbfounded, like a fish in his throat.

Once for the sake of training, Ye Fei went abroad as a mercenary for a period of time and met a group of good brothers.

Among that group of brothers, there was a person named Xing Yue, only 19 years old, a rookie egg, after entering the mercenary camp, he was very familiar, and after getting acquainted with Ye Fei, he followed him to more war-torn areas with a vision of serving the country.

19 years old.

Xing Ge's son.

This is why Ye Fei knelt down on one knee.

For Xing Ge, Xing Yue is not only the best candidate to inherit his mantle, but also the insignificant descendant of the Xing family.

"If he had died on the battlefield, I wouldn't have been so hot." Xing Ge's throat was quite dry, and the corners of his mouth seemed to ooze blood, "But that is a one-sided torture, how can I, as a father, forgive me?" ”

"I have investigated the cause and avenged it with an oath." Ye Fei paused, "Don't die." ”

"Vows of revenge?" Xing Ge's lips trembled slightly, "Never die?" ”

He was born into a military family, so of course he understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Alright, get up."

Xing Ge took a deep breath, and the pathos in his eyes gradually subsided.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, got up and bent down and bowed.

Seeing this, Chen Yu hurriedly said: "This time I came to find Mr. Xing in exchange for a bronze tripod. ”

"Bronze Ding?" Xing Ge frowned and said, "There are a few bronze tripods from the Ming and Qing dynasties in the store, all of which are worthless objects, you can take them if you want, just because I don't have time to visit the old man's apology." It's in the backyard, I'll ask Lao Zhang to take you there. ”

With that, he turned and walked upstairs.

"Thank you, Uncle Xing." Chen Yuyan smiled.

Lao Zhang, who was standing behind Xing Ge, hurriedly took the two of them to the backyard.

Although the store is not large, it is backed by a courtyard house, which is Xing Ge's property, used to stack and collect antiques, and he usually lives in a simple place, so this place can be regarded as half a home.

Lao Zhang walked lightly, quickly walked to a wooden door on the southwest side, took out the key in his open pocket and opened it.

"Please, two."

Lao Zhang stood at the door and stretched out his hand in.

There is a strong smell of dust inside the door, but there is no dust everywhere, and every corner is very clean.

The bronze tripod mentioned by Xing Ge is placed on a solid wood shelf on the right hand, the body of the tripod is only half a meter in size, the lacquer surface is not complete, and there are a few small openings in the mouth.

"Take it down and take a look."

Ye Fei's heart moved, and he raised his hand to take it in his hand and weigh it.

"During the Ming and Qing dynasties, bronze casting techniques were greatly improved, including the traditional clay method, and the lost wax casting method that gradually developed during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which could cast dozens of tons of bells."

"Brass accounts for a considerable proportion of the bronze objects of this period, whether it is currency or living utensils."