Gave it to her?

Why she herself doesn't know.

Fang Zongtang thought for a moment and said, "I need to confirm with Chen Chaosheng!" ”

Lin Wenyou saw that Fang Zongtang didn't seem to shirk, so he immediately made another request to her.

"Can I go in and see how far Qin Ding's repair has gone?"

The backyard of Lao Xingtang is now an important place, and even the shopkeepers and clerks of the ordinary level in the store can't get in.

Only those who can enter with Fang Zongtang's nod can enter.

As soon as Lin Wenyou came this time, he wanted to go into the backyard to see, but he was immediately stopped by Zhang Xingzu at the front desk.

Fang Zongtang: "Yes, come with me!" ”

After she finished speaking, she went in first.

As soon as I entered, I heard a soft bell, followed by the sound of drumsticks striking on the bronze.

After Lin Wenyou saw the source of the sound clearly, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground with a fart.

Oh my God, what's that?

He didn't care about Qin Ding anymore, and immediately ran towards the courtyard where the silk painting Liu was next door.

The silk painting Liu Gang cleaned up the robe, and he was so excited that he couldn't help but knock the bell a few times with a wooden mallet.

Not to mention, the things left by the ancestors sound like a strong atmosphere!

Those who listen are comfortable and have no worries!

"Don't knock, don't knock~" After Lin Wenyou rushed over, he snatched the gavel directly from the hand of the silk painting Liu and hugged it.

Are you ringing the chime? You're sending me to the end.

It's my heart!

Silk painting Liu looked at the person who suddenly broke in, startled, and hurried to look into the courtyard.

Seeing that Fang Zongtang was back, he immediately stopped worrying.

"If you want to play, be careful, don't break it~" After the silk painting Liu finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and legs and continued to repair the robe.

Lin Wenyou was so distressed that he couldn't speak.

Who's going to knock it?

Such things should be put in museums and well protected.

Not put it here to knock!

He glanced angrily in the direction of the silk painting Liu, and his eyes suddenly swept to the contents inside, and he was suddenly shocked!

I'm dripping God~

Is that a bronze dragon?

Why is it treated as a shelf?

Those two dragon horns, aren't they hooks for hanging things?

Lin Wenyou rushed in with a roar, just wanting to drag down the things hanging on the bronze dragon and take a closer look.

The legs are weak again.

"Is this a silk painting?" Lin Wenyou's hands trembled.

When I thought that he almost dragged the silk painting down just now, I hated to chop off his hand!

Silk painting Liu smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's silk painting." Very few people recognize these things now! ”

Silk painting Liu turned his head, and just wanted to get to know the silk painting Liu, he saw silk paintings hanging on the walls of the room.

Not only silk paintings, but also a glittering golden robe, a thangka and something that looks like an ancient border and defense map.

This time he sat directly on the ground.

He doesn't want to go!

Why such a nice place, he hadn't found out before.

Silk painting Liu looked at Lin Wenyou with a smile, this guy was exactly the same as when he first came.

I like to see people being shocked.

"Originally, there were only silk paintings in this house, and a few days ago, Brother Zong Tang brought back some things from outside, and the warehouse and yard couldn't fit them, so I asked people to carry them to the house as shelves. Hehe, don't say it, these two bronze dragons are used to hang silk paintings, just right! ”

Lin Wenyou: Are you talking about human words?

That's Qin Long, don't waste things.

This kind of thing should be kept in a museum, not for you to use as a shelf!

Lin Wenyou's eyes swept to the silk painting on Qin Long's body in a complicated manner.

If this is the true work of the Tang Dynasty, it is not impossible to hang it!

(End of chapter)