Sha and Weng still wanted to argue, but Wan Tonghai waved his hand, and several bodyguards came over and dragged them out directly.

Wanbao Group is an aircraft carrier in the economic circle of Bianliang City, Wantonghai must be a person who has seen the world, his anger subsided, he calmed down, and he understood what I was doing.

"Little brother, I just offended, as long as you can save Xiaolong, I will give it to you...... Ten million! ”

It turned out that the name of this Young Master Wan was the word "Xiaolong".

It was actually a mistake for him to learn Eagle Claw Gong, and the traditional Chinese kung fu paid attention to "practicing martial arts without practicing martial arts, and it will be empty until you are old".

If you only want to achieve quick results, it is better to practice boxing or Muay Thai, which is mainly based on brute force, and does not pay attention to so much context and breath.

The most important thing for him to do is to find a real famous teacher, step by step, and move forward steadily.

At that moment, I ordered someone to put Wan Xiaolong down, settle him on the sofa, and then drive everyone out and accompany Wan Xiaolong alone in the living room.

He slept until ten o'clock in the middle of the night and woke up, and his spirit was much better.

Outside, someone whispered: "Young master, Miss Peach is here, saying that you have made an appointment to sing at night, and she will pick you up." ”

I know very well that Wan Xiaolong's body is troubled internally and externally, and his weakness cannot be replenished, and his frequent contact with beautiful girls is tantamount to forcing himself into a desperate situation at the end of the crossbow.

"Young Master Wan is tired, let that young lady go." I'm in charge of Wan Xiaolong.

The people outside didn't move, waiting for Wan Xiaolong to speak.

"Get out, get out, didn't you hear Mr. Ye say? If you don't see anyone, get out of ......."

Wan Xiaolong roared twice, and there was no movement outside.

"Three meals a day, coarse tea and light rice; Within three days, the body recovers; Within 7 days, full recovery; Within three months, recuperate, don't practice in the future, don't take medicine, and be a normal person. Young Master Wan, you are not sick in your body, what is sick is your mind. ”

I didn't take Wan Xiaolong's pulse, and I didn't use any ancient and modern soup recipes of Chinese medicine to cure him.

Ten thousand families are golden, and ten thousand dragons are a seedling in a thousand acres, as long as they open their mouths, any requirements can be met instantly.

Therefore, his problem is "full of losses".

I used the subtraction method of "humble benefit" to heal him, so that he could return to a normal person's lifestyle and heal naturally.

When it was time for dinner, the little girl outside came in with a thick recipe, saying that the western and Chinese chefs in the back kitchen were waiting to serve the young master for dinner.

I ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a plate of dried radish pickles, and then ordered: "From today on, Young Master Wan will eat noodles for three days in a row." ”

Xiao Yahuan's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't know what to do.

", are your ears broken? From today on, Mr. Ye's speech is equivalent to my Wan Xiaolong's speech, whoever dares not to listen, just get out! ”

When he arrived, Wan Xiaolong was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Ye, usually when it comes to eleven o'clock, I start practicing. Teacher Sha said—"

I waved my hand: "Don't mention Teacher Sha, don't talk about Eagle Claw Gong, it's all out of the way." If you want to learn kung fu, I'll find you a master! ”

I called Monk Sun, and it was noisy on the phone, with more than a dozen people calling.

I said the address of the villa and asked Monk Sun to come immediately.

The tiger and crane double shape he fought is very authentic, and the Shaolin faction is a well-deserved martial arts master, so there is a saying that "the world's kung fu comes out of Shaolin".

What Wan Xiaolong needs to supplement is masculinity, and Monk Sun has practiced Tongzigong, and the two of them are together, which is of great benefit to Wan Xiaolong.

"Brother-in-law, I work the night shift, and when I leave, I will be deducted from half a month's bonus, more than 300 yuan...... What are you telling me to do? Someone is bullying you again? ”

I repeated the address: "I'll be here in half an hour and I've got you a good job." ”

Monk Sun was really obedient, and within twenty minutes, he ran to the villa out of breath.

According to my expectations, he must have been dazzled when he walked into this extremely luxurious hall, revealing the appearance of a country boy entering the city.

Unexpectedly, he didn't look around at all, let alone look frightened and salivating.

This made me a little stunned, and I was a little curious about the identities of Sun Agarwood and Sun Monk.

I instructed Monk Sun to play a set of tiger boxing and a set of crane boxing, and then told Wan Xiaolong: "From today on, he is your master, learn Shaolin Kung Fu from him." ”

This arrangement is the greatest protection for Wan Xiaolong, and it is also the greatest support for Monk Sun.

When I got up the next day, I heard Monk Sun's shouting from the courtyard: "The horse should walk steadily, and seal the door with both hands...... If you want to learn kung fu, you have to understand that the hands are two doors, and you can hit people with your feet. If you want to hit someone, you must first learn to be beaten...... There is no secret in Shaolin Kung Fu, it is just one word - practice ......"

I laughed silently, the life of the Sun family siblings is very poor.

Monk Sun was a teacher for Wan Xiaolong, so he could support himself, earn a quick amount of money, and help Sun Agarwood, instead of running express delivery and delivering takeaways.

At breakfast, Wan Xiaolong still had Yangchun noodles and pickles.

Monk Sun and I had twelve plates of snacks, six kinds of noodles, and two rows of Western-style cold food in front of us.

Monk Sun scratched his head: "Brother-in-law, which one did you get here?" You're friends with this kind of rich man, why are you still in a place like a small road? ”

I patted him on the shoulder: "I quit my job at the courier company and concentrate on teaching Wan Xiaolong to practice martial arts, don't ask anything else." ”

Wan Tonghai came to see his son, patted his chest and promised me: "You saved Xiaolong, when he recovers, I will ask the housekeeper to transfer money to you!" ”

I just smiled and didn't reply.

Of course I will cure Wan Xiaolong, regardless of Wan Tonghai's status and identity, just because I miss his deep affection for protecting his son in a hurry yesterday, even if I rack my brains, I have to let Wan Xiaolong live.

Both my parents died, and it was as if there were two big holes in my heart that would never heal.

Seeing Wan Tonghai and Wan Xiaolong's father and son, the memory of the tragic death of his parents surfaced in front of him again, and the two big holes were bloody again.

At noon, I went back to the small road alone.

The sun is warm, the willows are green, and spring has come.

Today is Saturday, and there is a long queue of stalls on both sides of the road.

Some of the out-of-town vendors sit on tricycles and eat beef burritos while responding to customer inquiries.

These people are collectively referred to as "shovelers", but without them, some very unexpected "good things" would not have been born.

They don't have advanced treasure appreciation skills, but rely on intuition and luck to rush around in the antique industry.

I saw a case on a battered tricycle, about two meters long, with a burning end and black pitch.

The stall owner put the half-eaten pancakes and spicy soup on top of it, and turned to bargain with the customers.

Under the sun, where the case burned out, there seemed to be a faint little spark.

I only glanced at it, and I judged that it was a piece of golden silk nanmu wrapped in walnut catalpa.

The thickness of the case is three inches, and if it is pure golden silk nanmu, it is too valuable.

The original owner must be a smart person, a thin plate of golden silk nanmu can't make a case, and it's not easy to collect.

So, on the upper and lower sides of the golden silk nanmu, he made walnut plywood, which increased the thickness of the board without damaging the nanmu, which was equivalent to putting a layer of armor on the nanmu.

The ancients loved the golden silk nanmu, small leaf red sandalwood such as the best wood, when sending away the elderly, often poured out the family wealth, buy a mouthful of golden silk nanmu longevity wood.

Those rich people who love health care very much will buy a small leaf red sandalwood shelf bed and Luohan bed as a family heirloom.

From this case, I can guess that the original owner's life is not rich, and he has no spare wood and no spare energy to make furniture, so he can only talk about masturbation.

If I hadn't been standing upwind of the sun, I wouldn't have been able to see the dots on the wood.

Of course, if it weren't for an unexpected Zhurong Rebellion, the case would be intact, and no one would have noticed that there was a mystery hidden in an ordinary walnut catalpa case.

I walked over and looked down at the stalls.

There are coarse porcelain bottles, portrait seals of the Republic of China, Yuan Datou, vertical ancient books, enamel basins, jade paperweights, brass bullet shells, wooden butts......

I frowned and wondered, which of these things could have anything to do with the case?

Seeing the case is only the first step.

The age of the case can be made by using splint means, which should be in the late Qing Dynasty, and there is always this custom of "slapping a swollen face and filling a fat man" in the homes of the old and young people in the capital area.

Finding the source of the case is the second step.

The transformation of rotten wood into gold bars depends entirely on its lineage.

If it was used by Galeries Lafayette or the celebrities of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the value would skyrocket.

I picked up the medallions and looked through them one by one.

The stall owner was a bald man with gold teeth, and he introduced with a smile: "It's all collected from the countryside, brother, if you like it, you can take it all, a hundred yuan a piece." ”

This side of the road has always been asking for a sky-high price, paying back the money on the spot, these are rusty and rusty, and the quality is extremely different, not to mention a hundred yuan, just this long list sells for a total of a hundred yuan, and no one wants it.

After reading the chapter, I turned to the ancient book again.

It was an account book, and every page was neatly written in traditional letters.

These words and matters are related to marches, battles, and spoils of war.

However, the records are all coded words.

The long spear was replaced with a "fire stick", and the short gun was replaced with a "broom". There is also an item called "long-haired balls", which should represent "head".

The Chinese code language has a long history, and it is still used in a large number of Hong Kong Island and Nanyang areas.

"Little brother, I like this thing, it's good to take it back as a copybook. We countrymen don't understand, and we don't know how to write calligraphy. You buy a stamp, and the book will give you ......"

The stall owner was enthusiastic, but it was clear that he didn't even know what he was selling.

"The city is broken, the wooden coffin is twelve, the golden silk nanmu is a thousand years of wood, there is a dry person in it, it is strange, immortal, and lifelike. Remember, the newspaper is being read publicly, burned for seven days and nights, immortal, immortal. ”

At the end of this passage, there is a Chinese lunar calendar date - the 19th day of the seventh month of the third year of Tongzhi.

As long as you are familiar with the history of China, you know where this account book came from, which city was broken, and who is Wen Zhenggong referring to?

If the golden silk nanmu in the article is related to the "Battle of the Broken City", it is really too valuable.

Historically, there have been countless mysteries surrounding the "Battle of the Broken City".

The most puzzling thing for historians is the "heavenly treasure" that disappeared after the city was broken.

"Good stuff, good stuff...... No matter what the method, these things are going to be taken today-"