Chapter 1

"If anyone tries to comment on me, on my inheritance or on my present status, then I can be frank and say that they can go away..."

Count Arthur Boleyn is still young and handsome, with a rebellious look on his face. In the face of the BBC reporter's interview, he said without hesitation.

At the end of the interview, Arthur sat in the boss's chair in the study. The rare warm winter sunshine in England was shining on him through the window. His eyes were a little lost. He looked at the pure silver cross necklace on the messy desk. He reached out and felt a little dull pain. He had an inch of hair in his head and vomited heavily.

"It's really that he meow to see God. I, Li Bolin, have become the aristocrat of the corrupt country."

I am the dividing line of the river crab

time goes back to another time and space a month ago.

It's still on May 25, 2019.

As a well-known Internet coder, Li Bolin, dressed in casual clothes, walks on the antique morning market in the capital, greeting the owners of some stalls.

"Hehe, isn't this a great writer? It's rare to get up so early. "

"Go away! He is not a practitioner of meow. Recently, he collected and confiscated some good things and took them out to let me have an eye on them. "

Li Bolin walked to a stall full of all kinds of curios and laughed and scolded the owner of the stall. As an online writer who can support his family by writing online articles on antiques, he still knows something about antiques. Of course, if he doesn't love it, he can't write online articles well.

"Hey, you see, it's really a good time for you to come, but it's not from China. I took it from a foreigner. You're the palm of your hand."

With that, the stall owner turned around and took out a box from his backpack, opened it, took out a silver and white cross necklace with a chain, which was oxidized and blackened, and handed it to Li Bolin.

As soon as he took the cross and looked at the carving process on it, Li's eyes lit up slightly and turned over to look at the English artistic font on the cross.

"Even if you earn... What's the point of losing yourself all over the world? "

Li Bailin took the magnifying glass and looked at the letters carefully. He read out the sentence in an imperceptible voice. Looking at the inscription on it, he took away the magnifying glass, put the cross in his palm and said to the boss, "what price?"

"Ten thousand"

"Why don't you grab it?" Li Bailin make complaints about it.

"Hehe, although it's not a Chinese object, it's definitely a Victorian jewelry. The foreigner who sold me has a noble ancestor and a proper family heirloom."

"Pooh!" Li Bolin spat and said with a smile: "a silver ornament and a story, you dare to ask for ten thousand, Lao Wang, are you poor and crazy, one thousand."

"You'd better give it back to me. There's no such bargain. You sincerely want to give you a thousand. Cost price

“1500。”

"Cough, if you make a counter-offer like this, don't open your mouth. It's 8000 at a time."

“2000。” Li Bolin did not take the other party's words to heart at all, and added another 500.

"Oh, I'll go. I'm so angry... At least 7500. "

。。。。。。

"4500."

"Xiao Li, how can you be so stingy now? In the past, you are not like this. Things are absolutely good things. This can't deceive people. Forget it. For the sake of so many years of regular customers, this time you should be the next good person and take it away."

"Why don't you come here and let go if you don't make money?" Li Bolin smilingly scolds him for taking out his mobile phone to scan the code for payment. While wearing the necklace directly around his neck, he feels a little excited. He just saw the manufacturer on the cross, bearing in mind s.bro's, Birmingham seal, and the corresponding date of the letter B is 1901, which is really a Victorian thing.

The common sense of these foreign antiques is what he looked up when he was writing novels. Although he could not believe in books, sometimes knowledge was wealth.

"It's not that I'm picky. It's not recent. My novels are harmonious. I don't have money to eat. Of course, I have to save some money."

"You, write less disharmony! By the way, how did you think about what I told you last time? You can't see it when people are waiting for letters. They also have houses in the capital

"Stop, I can't bear it. Really, thank you, Uncle Wang. I'm full all by myself now. It's good if the whole family is not hungry. It's OK to play and talk about marriage. I'll see you later."

With these words, Li Bailin stood up, moved his legs and feet, said hello, turned and left.

Since the death of his grandmother, he has no relatives. As for the woman who gave birth to her, she has never returned to China since she was three years old. As for his so-called father, it is said that he is just a fool that the woman uses to go abroad and never appears in his life.It's no wonder that Li Bolin has a handsome face of mixed blood that allows him to travel through the flowers. After all, it is a joint venture product...

"Oh, you stinky boy..." Looking at Li Bolin's back, Lao Wang shook his head, but he laughed and sighed. "And a poor boy. love... What a blah blah! "

Li Bailin strolled in the morning market for a while, but he didn't find anything. After looking at the time, he took down the cross necklace from his neck and looked at it with great joy. At the same time, he was used to crossing the road to have breakfast on the opposite side of the road.

"Bang!"

"Ah --"

hit and fly! He meow, his house will be cheaper who...

This is Li Bolin's last consciousness, and then there is endless darkness.

I don't know how long later, a light became more and more bright, which made Li Bailin free from the darkness. He opened his eyes very hard. The light whirled around his ears, and the vague noise in his ears sounded. His headache made him faint again.

“Doctor，Doctor。。。。。。”

A bout of dizziness and nausea made Li Bolin regain some consciousness again. He opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling in his eyes. He wanted to turn his head to observe the sharp pain on his head and make him make a painful sound.

“Arthur，youwakeup？”

A vague and strange foreigner's face appeared in front of Li Bolin, and his voice was pleasantly surprised.

"Arthur?"

Li Bolin was at a loss in his mind. His tense brows wrinkled and he murmured. His head, which had already had a headache, was buzzing. A strong tinnitus came from his ears. Some memories that did not belong to him flashed wildly in his mind.

I don't know how long after that, Li Bolin's eyes were numb and murmured, "I'm wearing a second class goods body." after that, his head tilted, and he fainted again, leaving only a middle-aged man with a face of muddle, a meticulous middle-aged man in a suit and hair combing, calling for a doctor again.

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