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Name:The Strange Memoir Author:
When a person grew old, there were always many emotions.

After saying that, the Old Village Chief walked into the house. He didn't even bother to call for me or Zhao QIu. From the looks of it, he knew Zhao QIu, or perhaps it was the Zhao Family's habit to drink and eat no longer.

Zhao QIu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I'll go in and greet them. Let's go now as well. I wonder if the driver is waiting for us outside the mountain."

Looking at the time, it was already 3 in the afternoon. By the time we arrived outside the mountain, it would probably be around 5 in the afternoon. On the other hand, Zhao QIu had made an appointment with someone around four o'clock.

Fan Cunlong went in to say his farewells and then walked out to stand beside Zhao Qi. Zhao QIu told the Old Village Chief to ask Fan Cunlong to send us to the wrong place on the way.

I thought to myself, that old man is really thoughtful. The paths in this mountain are very complicated. If there were only me and Zhao QIu leading the way, then there would be something unreliable about it.

They chatted as they walked out, not feeling tired at all. He just felt that the darkness in the mountain was getting fast. After walking for about an hour, the sky had already darkened. Vaguely, one could hear the howls of wolves, insects, tigers, and leopards.

Along the way, I chatted with Fan Cunlong for a while. I was stunned by his superb archery skills, so I asked him a lot of things about himself.

When Fan Cunlong was very young, in order to temper his arms and hands that were not stable, he would often pull on his bowstring until it was full moon. He would not eat, nor drink, and would not relax for an entire day, using this to temper his body and willpower. After that, he went into the mountain alone with his arrows and bows for a few days, often bringing his wounded body back to the village. The wild beasts would easily tear off a big chunk of his flesh. However, the wild beasts that had injured him would usually become his dead prey.

"Do you want to live outside the mountains? "It's actually much more exciting outside than in the mountains." I suddenly asked Fan Cunlong, causing Fan Cunlong to obviously be stunned. He did not expect that I would throw out this question. I thought about it and continued, "If you are willing to leave the mountain to experience life, you can come to my shop to help. "In the future, if we want to expand our business, we will need people to make our stores bigger and bigger."

Right now, Mrs. Zheng's shop is still small, so I can handle his by myself, but he can't stay anonymous forever. I have to make his shine again in my hands. Although it was quiet and peaceful in this small corner, he was still young. If he were to remain silent now, when he grew older, he might lose the courage to fight in a high-profile manner.

Fan Cunlong was silent for a long time, and I could tell that he was somewhat moved. Originally, he might not have felt it in his heart, but today, it was as if my words had unlocked a lock in Fan Cunlong's heart. He wanted to open the door that was locked, and walk out to see the scenery outside.

"I have to go back and discuss this with my family." After being silent for a long time, Fan Cunlong said to me in embarrassment. I smiled and nodded. "It is my duty. You can come and find me at my store at any time." My shop is at the 72nd place on the path of Huhua in Weicheng. Its name is Zheng Shi Gu Xing, and it's very easy to recognize. "

Zhao QIu told me, "Qi Qiao, your ambition is not small at all. You're only thinking of winning over such a talent?"

I rolled my eyes at Zhao Jiu and said, "If you didn't say it, I really wouldn't have thought about it that much. Perhaps this is an action that exists in my subconscious mind?"

I've proven with Zhao Qizhi that the words he said a moment ago were really out of some sort of intention. It's just that I'm sure that Mrs. Zheng's going to have a hard time on the road ahead. I can imagine the obstacles along the way, but I can't think of anything else.

However, the current Mrs Zheng still lacked an opportunity, an opportunity to regain his attention! The glory of the past had long been buried in the past. Now, under the deliberate suppression of some of their peers, apart from those old antiques, not many people could remember the colossus that lingered on the land of Hua Xia.

Thunderbolt! Ka-cha! * Just as they left the mountain, the sky suddenly brightened for an instant and two claps of thunder could be heard. The little thing sleeping in my pocket seemed to sense something and its body shook violently as it let out an uneasy cry.

"This kind of weather, it's thunder in a clear sky, it's really unlucky." The sky gradually turned gloomy as if it was the prelude to rain. My heart said bad, this summer's rain came so soon, I'm afraid I'll be drenched when I go back.

In the blink of an eye, I saw the Chinese rhubarb umbrella behind Zhao QIu. My eyes lit up, and I was about to say something when Zhao QIu spoke first. "Don't take note of this umbrella. It's not meant to cover the rain."

"Big brother, you two came out so late. I thought you two were in the mountains and something happened to you!"

I wanted to 'persuade' Zhao QIu and tell him the reason why he should rush into things, but I was interrupted by a sudden voice. Turning around in astonishment, I saw that it was the chauffeur who had escorted me and Zhao QIu to the foot of the mountain in the morning.

This driver is also an honest person, we haven't come out yet and he actually waited here for so long. Zhao QIu was a little embarrassed and said to the driver, "Brother, I'm really sorry. There were some things in the mountain that delayed me for a while."

The driver waved his hand without a care and said, "If you are serious about this, we are all from the same village. What's there to apologize for after a while? Hurry up and get on the car, it's going to rain soon, we have to catch up. "

I couldn't help but marvel at the simplicity of the Weicheng. In the past, this was a remote place, but the Weicheng was like a steel barrier that tightly guarded the Chang An behind it. After a thousand years, the military fort was forgotten in a corner of my memories.

When he rushed home, his stomach was rumbling with hunger and he was extremely tired. Zhao QIu ordered some dishes and wine and had a big feast in my room. Then, he decided to leave my shop and dragged his tired body back to his home.

As I listened to the rain falling out of the window on the bed, I realized that I hadn't been able to get the little guy out of my pocket. When I took it out, it looked at me with eyes filled with resentment. I couldn't help but laugh. This little wild boar was really going to turn into a spirit.

Regardless of how curious I was about it in my room, I placed that illusory and hollow porcelain piece and black cloth on the table. I then took out that happy ghost's paper man and burned it with fire, sprinkling the ashes in the rain, burying it in the sky.

After doing everything, he was finally at ease and fell asleep on the bed. In my dream, I saw the scene of the Zheng family's ancient prosperity.

After a whole night, good luck arrived at noon the next day. A man who looked like a nouveau riche came to my shop. He had a thick cigar in his mouth and a necklace that looked like a leash around his neck, and he was holding a magnifying glass in an expert pose, looking from one side to the other on the object I had placed on the shelf.

He was accompanied by a good-looking woman, who took his arm and did her best to flatter him. The man seemed to enjoy this feeling. He waved his hand and bought three 'treasures' in a row. He paid for the goods without even bargaining.

"Boss, please take care!" With a face full of smiles, I took the money and sent this foolish upstart with a lot of money out of the store. This was a huge amount of income, almost comparable to the income from the past month.

Of the three treasures that the man had brought away, two of them were outright fakes. In other words, they were modern handicrafts, and after being treated with special chemical techniques and made old, they looked like Old Object s. That's the stall I got from the 'Ghost Market'. Back then, he bought it to have some fun since it looked rather lifelike, but he didn't expect it to be valued by others.

The painting had a very big origin. It was Tang Yin's famous' painting of a lady ', but at the same time, it was not the real thing. In the late Qing Dynasty, there was a famous master of imitation,' Tang Bohu ', who was a fake. Even now, it could be considered a valuable antique.

It was just that poor man, he couldn't even recognize the seal. Anyone who knew better would know that Tang Bohu's paintings were always Tang Yin's chapters. In this world, apart from the "Tang Bohu", who had a weird taste, the seal that had these three words engraved had never appeared before anyone else.

Recalling the scene of that man holding an antique forgery, 'Lady's Map', praising Uncle Tang's seal at the end of the painting, I felt that it was extremely fun. Opening the antique shop and being able to see the most authentic side of a person while sitting in the shop, any act of disguising oneself was decisive or casual. As long as one entered this atmosphere, he or she would immediately reveal his or her true colors.

"Xiao Ha! "If you dare to smash those things, I will roast your milk and eat it!" The little guy came out from the back room and jumped up and down in the space between the shelves. How did it look like a little wild boar? His body was even more nimble than a wild cat. I can't think of anything better than a cat that can't climb a tree and scratch a mouse like a cat.

Xiao Ha was the name I gave to this little thing, so it came a bit more joyous. I recalled the story that Fan Cunlong's Twelfth Uncle told me about the little wild boar, and hoped that this little thing didn't have such a miserable experience.

The little guy proudly looked at me and groaned a few times. His expression seemed to say, "Little brat, I can't blame myself for smashing these things." However, although it was very mischievous, it was not very close to the red stained Old Object that I placed in those items. It seemed to be born with the ability to sense the dangers within those items.

I don't care about it at all. As long as it doesn't collide with those things, it wouldn't matter even if it accidentally breaks a few items on the stage. At most, it would just lose some money. Comparatively speaking, I suddenly found that with such a lovely little thing by my side, I actually felt a lot happier than before.