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Chapter 555 Leave the rest to me
Master Jiang closed his eyes after the yellow talisman burned.

With eyes closed around,
darkened.

Total darkness,
dark,

A place gradually appeared in the darkness.

Seems like a town.

On a creaky bed lay a woman.The woman's face was pale and her lips were a little dry.

There are a few bottles of drops hanging next to the bed, which seem to be a bottle at home.

A man with gray hair came over, looked at his daughter who was lying on the hospital bed and sighed: "Oh."

The daughter wanted to speak, but because she was too weak, she opened her lips but there was no sound.

The man looked at his daughter who was getting thinner and said: "I'm really sorry. The hospital is not willing to accept us. We can only let you use the bottle at home."

At this time, a woman came in: "This hospital is really not a thing. People are dying, and they still don't want to treat them."

"This place is like this. Everyone is afraid of causing trouble for their own hospital. And the doctor said that they will live in a few days."

"If you need a lot of money every day, it's better to go home and use glucose to maintain the most basic body functions. Every day is a day." The man looked at his daughter, his eyes were red.

The woman shook her head: "Hey, if you have some money, you can send her to a big hospital. Maybe this leukemia can be cured."

"We are useless, incompetent, and our children are suffering. I feel that I have failed in life." The man looked at his daughter.

The daughter's body is very thin. She is no longer slim, but skinny.

If it wasn't for the glucose, it would probably be dead.

She even lost the ability to swallow.

When people get sick, their body functions will gradually degenerate.

Medical students use the term cellular atrophy.

"Ah, she died!"

The woman puts her finger on the bridge of her nose.

The man took a deep look at his daughter.

Another glance at the kiln outside.

Gradually the picture turned into pitch black.

A little tired.

Master Jiang opened his eyes again.

Some of the Maoshan techniques are more energy-intensive.

There seems to be some clues.

I just don't know if this bone china is really made of her daughter's bone burnt paper.

Bone China is the addition of bone during the firing process, and it is still very popular in many places.

It seems a bit too much to use the bones of my daughter's death for bone china.

But maybe he wanted his daughter to be by his side.

Keep her in another way.

"You bought it with their consent?" Master Jiang opened his eyes and looked at the fat man.

Fatty felt guilty: "I said it in the information, I bought it at their house."

Master Jiang just kept looking at him like this, as if he was breaking through his psychological defense.

"If you don't tell me, I'll pay you back the 100 million. You can decide for yourself."

The fat man lowered his head: "Master, don't. I'll tell you everything."

"That day, I went to the town. I heard that there is a porcelain in the town, which is as thin as paper, as bright as lacquer, and has a sound like fragrance. I like to collect it."

"How can I let go of such a good thing."

Master Jiang didn't speak, and took a puff of cigarette.

The fat man continued: "I went to that family that day and expressed my desire to see such porcelain."

"They hesitated and decided to show it to me. I saw it and really liked it. Then I asked them how much it would cost."

"Then a middle-aged man told me not to sell."

"I was in a hurry at the time, and asked for the most money, as long as it is reasonable, no problem!"

"Then they sent me away anyway. They just didn't sell it. Really, a house that makes porcelain doesn't sell porcelain."

"After being kicked out, I asked around, and I heard that the cellar had been closed for half a year. It seems that something happened at home."

The fat man glanced at Master Jiang who was smoking a cigarette, and continued, "I was thinking that something happened in this family. It must be a time when I was short of money."

"Now a random funeral costs tens of thousands of yuan. Besides, I don't think that family is very rich. Then..."

Master Jiang glanced at Fatty: "Say, don't hide it. If you hide it, you will die."

The fat man turned pale with fright: "Then, I stayed there for a few days. Seeing that the middle-aged man was not at home, I went into their house."

"There is only one woman at home. I recognize her. It seems to be the middle-aged man's wife. I just said, I want to buy this thing."

"The woman told me she can't make the decision. It won't be until the man comes back."

"I told him that when he comes, he will definitely not sell it. Sell it to me and I will pay you 60."

"The woman felt moved at the time. The price of 60 yuan is quite a lot. How many migrant workers are there, it is only tens of thousands a year."

"I hit the iron hot and told her to sell it to me. Then I said that when she went out, the porcelain was lost."

"I got 60 in this way, and at most I'll be scolded. It's a good deal to earn 60 by scolding."

The fat man paused, and continued: "After my hard work, I finally got 60 yuan."

"I transferred to her bank account, Alipay and WeChat have a limit. I use online banking."

"VIPs like me have a relatively large quota, so I just transferred it. After the transfer, I came back with the porcelain."

"It's just that I didn't expect this porcelain to be so evil. After only a few days, the child feels uncomfortable in various ways."

Hearing Fatty's words, Master Jiang had already smoked the tobacco in his hand, and threw the residue into the ashtray: "That is to say, when you bought this thing, did you hide it from someone?"

The fat man said: "Yeah, otherwise, I definitely can't buy it. It's just a little trick. It didn't kill anyone or set fire."

"And that person is his wife, just selling something. It's not a real estate certificate, and everyone on the account needs to confirm it." The fat man said.

Master Jiang pondered for a moment, then said, "What if I tell you that this bone china is made from the bone of his daughter after death?"

Immediately the fat man was startled, his face turned pale: "Master, don't lie to me. Who would use the bones of his own daughter after death?"

"This thing sounds scary."

The fat man was completely sluggish, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Master Jiang said: "You should know the status of bone china in our country. Bone china was very popular in the past. Because the porcelain is tight and gentle."

"In Naubo City, once the capital of Qi State, the porcelain here is world-famous. Your bone china is near this place."

"Usually, bone china was used to worship ancestors and gods in the past."

The fat man nodded: "Well, I know this."

Master Jiang said: "It's good that you know, you shouldn't hide that you bought it."

"Although I don't know the mind of the person who fired it, I feel that he has a special emotion for this bone china."

"If others don't sell it, don't buy it by force. A twisted melon is not sweet." Master Jiang said.

The fat man said guiltily, "Then, master, what should I do now? If he really made it out of his daughter's dead bones, wouldn't I have provoked his daughter?"

Master Jiang nodded.

The fat man trembled and said, "Master, help me. I haven't done anything wrong."

"Okay. After taking your money, I will do things."

"I've always been a poor man with a thousand and a rich man with a million."

"Leave the rest to me."

(End of this chapter)