The young man stayed in front of his small booth in doubt, his eyes fell on the back of Dean Chen who was leaving in a hurry. Is his small bottle really worth one hundred taels of gold?
I heard that the bottle I picked up before was only bought for twenty or thirty taels of silver. Will the old man make fun of him?
The young man watched Dean Chen enter a restaurant, raised his head to see the plaque, and widened his eyes. The old man actually entered Xianhai Tower.
Xianhailou is a restaurant that has just been built in recent years. I heard that the restaurants are distributed in several countries. The dishes inside are mainly aquatic products from Nanyuan, and the prices are not affordable by ordinary people.
Not long after, he saw Dean Chen walking out empty-handed, his eyes darkened instantly, and he said the most pooh: "I know the old man is bragging..."
Before the young man could finish his sentence, he saw the steward of Xianhai Building hurried out from behind, holding a box in his hand.
He was overjoyed immediately, pretending to be calm as he watched the two hurriedly arrive.
"Young master, this is one hundred taels of gold, you check it." Dean Chen stared at the bottle in his hand.
The treasurer of Xianhailou stepped forward and opened the box, and there were ten gold stators inside.
The young man stared straight at him, but he was a little scared when he saw that he was so straightforward: "Could it be fake?"
"Xianhai Tower never cheats." The shopkeeper is full of spirit.
The little doubt in the young man's heart was completely dispelled by the shopkeeper's words. He handed the porcelain bottle to Dean Chen, went up to hug the box, raised his hand to pick up one, and bit the wound.
Really, really...
"Get rich, get rich."
The boy was pleasantly surprised, and hurried home with his suitcase in his arms, not even wanting his own stall.
Principal Chen opened the bottle and took out the note inside. On it was the disciple's handwriting, and what she wrote was not simplified characters, but letters.
When the little girl taught him to learn simplified Chinese characters, she wrote him twenty-six letters for him to learn, and also wrote many simplified characters with letters.
He has now thoroughly mastered the cognition of simplified characters.
Principal Chen's eyes glistened with tears, his fingers trembling as he pinched the note, it was written by a little girl.
"Dean, why did you buy this porcelain vase for one hundred taels of gold?" The shopkeeper was puzzled.
Dean Chen put away his excitement, folded the note and put it in the bottle: "This is a priceless treasure."
"Priceless?"
Isn’t it the bottle washed ashore by the tsunami in the South China Sea?
"Xianhai Building issued an announcement that one hundred taels of gold will buy this bottle with a special note."
"good."
"There are also people to find out that these bottles appeared on that island in the South China Sea."
The shopkeeper's nod.
"Is your boss still in Jizhou City?"
"Just left four days ago."
"Send a letter to him and ask him to come to Xianhai Tower in Jizhou City as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
President Chen looked up at the sky, with tears in his eyes. After six years, she finally got news. Everything is not empty, and his little disciple is still alive.
He wants to tell them the good news and let them rush to Jizhou City.
In a blink of an eye, seven days passed.
The news that Xianhailou bought one hundred taels of gold with a strange note spread throughout the coastal areas, and everyone went to the South China Sea to look for it. Many fishermen even went to sea to find a bottle.
You must know that one hundred taels of gold is enough for a family to live a wealthy life.
In the past few days, Xianhai Building has received one or two bottles with strange fonts one after another, and Dean Chen also learned about the origin and area of the porcelain bottles in detail.
