Seven Star King Lu Chapter Two 50 Years Later
Seven Star King Lu Chapter 2 50 Years Later (Page 1/3)
Fifty years later, at Xiling Society, Hefang Street, Hangzhou, my thoughts were interrupted by an old man. I closed my grandfather's notes and looked at the other person.
"Do you not accept rubbings here?" He asked me, it looked weird, it seemed there was something special.
I don't care about temporary business. Most of the transactions in the antique market are done in private. The surface is just a little bit of money, so I don't make much money, so I just perfunct him: "Come, but the price is not high." It means, if you don’t have anything good, just get out, don’t delay the uncle reading.
"Oh, then can you introduce me to it?" the guy asked, looking at the supermarket.
I’m a little impatient. I don’t open for three years, and eat for three years. I’m used to being idle on weekdays. I hate serving those who don’t know much about it. This antique thing has a story behind everything. Speaking of it, there is no one who can't finish talking about the sky. Every customer should come here to introduce us. We don't need to do business. It's better to open a teahouse directly.
I waved to him and said that this is not responsible for the introduction, there are many other houses next door, please go and see next door.
The man glanced at me a little embarrassingly, but did not go out, and then asked: "Then I want to find out if there are any rubbings of the Warring States silk book here? It was 50 years ago that a few tutors in Changsha stole them and were stolen by the United States. Which one was cheated?"
"You said that you were cheated away by the Americans, and there are still there." I became popular when I heard. "Of course I went to the market to find rubbings. Then there was a designated one to find, how could I find it?"
He lowered his voice: "I heard you have a way out. I introduced it to you?".
When I heard the name Laoyang, I was shocked. Didn't Laoyang enter the chant the year before last? Why? Did you confess me? Then this guy in front of me wouldn't be a policeman, right? I panicked a bit, and stammered: "Which... I don't know which old itchy."
"I understand, I understand," he chuckled and took a watch from his arms."