Fusheng Chronicle

There was a momentary pause in the original uproar.Immediately, there was a noise like that of a vegetable market again, and some people even said with a sarcasm: "I thought it was a big shot, but I never heard of it!"

Some people also said: "Not necessarily, I think this gentleman can have such an antique appreciation ability at a young age, he must have learned from a famous family."

Xu Yanbao had a look of resentment on his face when he heard these discussions.In his opinion, his boss is the famous Lord Zhou of Nanzhou in China, so they will make irresponsible remarks.

He sneaked up to Zhou Shengxiao's ear and whispered, "Brother Zhou, they don't even recognize you anymore. Why do we have to come to this damn place to be angry? These people really don't know Taishan."

Zhou Shengxiao smiled lightly, which seemed a bit unpredictable to outsiders: "The fish is about to take the bait."

as expected.Old Liu looked solemn, and said hesitantly, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with Lord Zhou of Nanzhou?"

Zhou Sheng Xiao Dan smiled and said nothing.On the other hand, Xu Yanbao proudly said: "Haven't you noticed? He is our new Master Zhou!"

In the world of antiques, family origin is also very important.After all, the half-baked people who got started halfway can't compare with those family heirlooms anyway. Antique appreciation is a craft, a craft that is almost lost.Most of the existing ones today are combined with science and technology, but the more people who understand this industry, the more they understand how important the knowledge left by their ancestors is.

Lord Zhou of Nanzhou is the only remaining master figure who knows ancient antique appreciation techniques.

Old Liu's complexion changed, and he couldn't help laughing: "How could the descendants of Lord Zhou come here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Liu stared at Zhou Shengxiao's face, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Lord Zhou's status is extremely lofty, and he belongs to the ancient sect. They all regard Lord Zhou as their ancestor and worship his portrait every day.

The person in that portrait is so handsome, Lao Liu always thought it was just a fiction made by the painter, after all, he didn't think that there was really someone who looked like this in reality.But now, he actually felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have stepped out of a painting...

Zhou Shengxiao smiled, "Actually, I came here to ask for something."

"What's the matter?" Old Liu's eyes lit up, and he almost rushed forward and hugged Zhou Shengxiao.This is even more exciting than seeing an international superstar, who is the descendant of Lord Zhou who was famous in China back then!Even if it is just a descendant, it is enough for him to look up to him for a lifetime.

If Lao Liu knew that the person standing in front of him was actually Lord Zhou himself, he might faint from excitement.

Zhou Shengxiao looked around, implying that this place is not suitable for talking.A lot of people were still surrounding here, and he couldn't speak in full view.

Old Liu hurriedly said: "Then let's go out, I know a place, it's next to the factory building, it's my lounge."

The connoisseur surnamed Ling belongs to the new school and knows nothing about the celebrities of the ancient school.He asked suspiciously: "Old Liu, who is Master Zhou?"

He deserves to be treated like this by Lao Liu, who has always been the most qualified?

The onlookers were also surprised by this, and none of them knew who Master Zhou was.After all, they are just ordinary people who don't understand the twists and turns in the antique world.

Old Liu took a meaningful look at the connoisseur surnamed Ling, "He is our patriarch."

The remaining people were puzzled, but Lao Liu had already left the factory with Zhou Shengxiao and Xu Yanbao.

The night wind howled, messing up the broken hair on the man's forehead.The man walking in front was dressed in black and seemed to blend into the night, looking extremely handsome.Old Liu Chang sighed, thinking that such a perfect person really exists in this world.

When I came to Lao Liu's lounge and opened the door, the luxurious decoration inside was completely different from the dilapidated exterior, probably to deceive others.Old Liu welcomed the two of them to the sofa and brewed two cups of good Biluochun tea.

"What's the matter?" Lao Liu was also a little strange, he didn't think he was worth remembering by the heirs of Lord Zhou.

Zhou Shengxiao took a sip of tea leisurely, but glanced at Lao Liu from the corner of his eye: "You got a jade lock earlier, and I came here for this jade lock. No matter how much you bid, I will buy it."

Xu Yanbao was taken aback first, he didn't expect Zhou Shengxiao to put so much effort into it just for such a jade lock?

Old Liu readily agreed, he didn't see anything famous about that jade lock, and the reason he kept it was because it was of high quality.He took out a wooden box from the inside, and said with a smile: "I happened to collect it in the underground market before, and it has been kept here."

Zhou Shengxiao took the wooden box, opened it, glanced at it, and then closed it.He took out a blank check from his jacket pocket and handed it to Old Liu.

Old Liu didn't answer, and said: "Master Zhou, this jade lock is my tribute to you. I just have a question... What is this jade lock?"

Is it worth the trouble of the man in front of me?

Zhou Shengxiao's eyes were focused on the lingering tea fragrance, and he sighed after a long time: "It's called Tongtian Xiansuo."

Zhou Shengxiao didn't want to say any more, took the wooden box and left with Xu Yanbao.The two were walking on the road, the desolate scene and the bleak wind made Xu Yanbao a little silent.

Xu Yanbao turned to look at him, with stubborn seriousness in his eyes: "Brother Zhou, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xu Yanbao felt that he couldn't see through him more and more.Or rather, he never saw it through.

Zhou Shengxiao smiled, as elegant as ever: "Going against the sky always has to pay a lot of price."

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After a few days passed, Fushengpu returned to its previous calm.Occasionally there will be people who break in by mistake, but no owner of any ancient relic is ushered in.

Zhou Shengxiao regularly goes to Nantah University for classes, and every class is sure to be full.After get off work, he and Miao Changfeng went out to eat together to cultivate their relationship.

After a long time like this, Zhou Shengxiao realized more and more that destiny is not so easy to defy.Just like now, he still doesn't remember the memory of his previous life, and he doesn't have much affection for Miao Changfeng.

Perhaps it is most appropriate to describe him as a living dead.Since choosing longevity, it means giving up the feelings that belong to human beings.

It was sunny that day, Xu Yanbao went to class, Zhou Shengxiao stayed alone in the store.The peach blossoms in the inner yard were in full bloom, and he moved a pear wood chaise longue under the peach blossom tree, reading a book leisurely.

The years are quiet and good. If time stops at this moment, it is actually not bad.Looking up, you can see the mottled tree shadows, and when the breeze blows, the pink peach blossom petals fall and flutter onto his black clothes.

The slender and white fingers gently twisted the petals, and there was still a breath of life that had not been lost.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.Very harsh in a quiet space.

Someone walked through the store and went straight to the courtyard.After passing through the corridor, the visitor stood quietly on the steps, looking at the man under the peach blossom tree.

Demon but not greasy, handsome but not vulgar.The black robe slipped off, and the inadvertently exposed snow-white skin darkened the eyes of the visitor.

With a premonition in his heart, Zhou Shengxiao didn't turn his head, but said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

The person who came was Miao Yijun.The teenager was wearing a white silk shirt, with a look of mourning beyond his age.All he said was, "Be safe."

Zhou Shengxiao was startled, and quickly guessed his identity.He got up and looked at him with piercing cold eyes: "Ji Weiran!"

The author has something to say:

Well, Shuaibi's holiday is next Friday, I'm really sorry~

The final exam is coming up next week, and I feel sorry for myself...

I need your encouragement~

There is also the big villain Ji Weiran, as the only important villain in this book, he will definitely not die so easily...