Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

Please help recommend and collect it! ! !

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Na Zhiming sent them all away, but he did not return directly to Fuxing City.

He had to do a very important thing right now, which was to find the developing shop that specialized in washing Kodak film for the old man, and quickly get those films, or even destroy them immediately.

He must fill up the big hole dug by the old man as soon as possible, otherwise he doesn't know when it will suddenly burst out.

Na Zhiming originally planned to spend a few more days searching for it, but he didn't expect to find the store in just two days.

But think about it, at this time in Yanjing City, there are really not many people who can afford this kind of equipment that specializes in developing Kodak film. It's all real money, and it costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. Besides, This is not something anyone can buy if they want to.

Na Zhiming just rode his bicycle to find two stores with Kodak washing equipment within a five-kilometer radius of the hotel where the old man usually stayed. In the second store, he showed the old man's photo to others and explained his current situation. After that, I got the photos and the bottom plate that the old gentleman left in the store.

The boss and workers in the store were a little sorry to hear that the old man had passed away. When the old man developed photos here, he was very generous. He paid more every time and entrusted others to help develop and take care of him for a long time. .

This is because the old man often travels around, and it takes a long time before he comes back to pick up the photos and plates he last put here.

Na Zhiming took back a large bag of things from the store, including the photos and plates that the old man had accumulated in the past, and a notebook.

Back at the hotel, Na Zhiming opened the old gentleman's notebook first.

He hadn't thought about finding anything useful from the old gentleman's notebook, but it was just a subconscious decision when he wanted to burn it as a memorial to someone else.

Sure enough, the old gentleman's notebook was just a record of his travels through the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. Although the handwriting was clear, it had no literary talent at all.

In addition, all the things written down were journal-type things, and the traditional Chinese characters used in the Xiangjiang area were used. After reading a few pages, Na Zhiming was basically sure that this was a diary that was of no value to others.

But just when Zhiming flipped through several pages and was about to close it, a hand-drawn pattern flashed across the notebook as Zhiming flipped through it.

Na Zhiming suddenly had an impression in that flash. It should be a scenic spot that he had visited before.

I quickly went back and opened the last page again. Sure enough, there was a tourist attraction painted on it - Beacon Mountain.

Na Zhiming has been to this place before. It is an iconic attraction in Jin City, Liao Province.

This scenic spot was painted by the old gentleman with just a few strokes, so that people can tell where the painting is at a glance.

Zhiming couldn't help but sigh again. If this old gentleman were born in this world, he might have become a painter.

However, no matter how good the painting was, it was not enough to attract Na Zhiming's attention. What caught his attention were the following sentences in his picture:

This time I went to visit Jinshi, and I deliberately visited a century-old shop built by the elders of the family, Laotong Sheng Jin Distillery.

Unexpectedly, this old store has now been renamed Jinshi Lingchuan Winery.

I no longer have the desire to go in and visit again, but I can see some clues from the outside.

In my opinion, the location of the winery is excellent, with a dragon on the left and a tiger on the right, with a turtle-shaped hill behind it, and the factory gate facing the south.

Judging from the terrain of this place, it should be an old building built according to the old methods of the past, and there should be some special mechanisms underneath.

Looking at the faint treasure emanating from the entire factory, this place has already given birth to a rare treasure. If no one takes it away in the short term, it will surely be born within a dozen years.

The words are gone at this point, but underneath there is a word "盟" which is a bit larger than the other words and pops up on the paper.

Obviously, something was discovered by the old gentleman using the Feng Shui technique, and it also aroused the old gentleman's desire.

Then Zhiming wondered if there was something good in Jinshi that would be discovered in the future and something that would make people greedy.

What could it be?

The old gentleman lives in the upper class society of Hong Kong. What is the thing that makes him greedy but doesn't take action immediately?

Suddenly Zhiming had an idea, could it be wine?

How could I forget this?

I remember that later in [-], when the Jinshi Lingchuan Winery renovated its factory, four wooden wine seas hidden in the Tongshengjin Shaoguo Cave were unearthed under the factory.

On the paper layer of Mujiuhai there are the words "Qing Dynasty", "Tongsheng Jin" and "Sealed in the Yisi Year of Daoguang".

The most important thing is that more than four tons of well-preserved liquor were collected from the sea of ​​wood wine.

This is our first and only liquid cultural relic in China!

In later generations, there were big bosses who liked the things in the cup. They once paid [-] US dollars but few people even bought a pound. This shows that it can indeed be regarded as a rare treasure.

Na Zhiming thought that when he went to Jinshi to implement the investment project in the future, he might as well find a reason to take over the winery, not for the value it could generate in the future, but just for the unique four tons of rare wine.

Putting down the old gentleman's notebook, Na Zhiming hesitated for a moment. Don't open the photos and negatives anymore and look at them. After all, he has passed away. Peeping at these photos at this time is like blasphemy.

This is a style and way of doing things that Na Zhiming cannot accept in his heart.

He walked out of the hotel, went to a shroud shop outside, bought some burning paper, walked to an intersection, and lit the photo, the bottom board, and the burning paper together.

Looking at the photos and plates being reduced to ashes little by little in the fire, and sometimes bursting out with flames of various colors, Na Zhiming couldn't help but think silently in his heart:

Old gentleman, if you have a spirit in heaven, please look at me with confidence. I will not embarrass you. Although I cannot carry forward your Feng Shui skills, I will definitely add luster to your name.

It's strange to say, and I don't know if there are real monsters or ghosts, but the fire has gradually extinguished, leaving only a few embers.

But just as Na Zhiming finished speaking, the ashes inexplicably started to create a small whirlwind.

The ashes rolled up were not too much, but the small pieces that were not fully burned came into contact with the air, and some beautiful stars lit up in front of Na Zhiming's eyes.

Although they are sparse and only rolled up to half a person's height, they are like fireworks that light up one by one, extinguishing themselves, but leaving a moment of staring.

Na Zhiming looked at it in trance for a while, then bowed, stood up without making a sound, turned around and left.